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Chapter 446 The Contest Between Two Side Players

The atmosphere in the locker room was quite good, but Junichiro Matsumoto's words suddenly made the atmosphere in the locker room extremely cold.

Now the team already knows what Matsumoto Junichiro is like. The last time he fought with Donggu in the game, the whole team had special opinions on him.

Portugal has been coaching for more than 20 years, and has never had his own players fight with his teammates during the game. Matsumoto is the first, and he has also left a big stain in his coaching career. Can't get in, besides, Portugal didn't intend to reuse him.

The most important thing in this warm-up match for the Three Kingdoms is to develop the tacit understanding of the players in the team and to train newcomers. Every substitution is very valuable. As for Junichiro Matsumoto, it would be great if he could join the team. As for playing, it’s another matter .

"You teach me?" Potugal asked back.

Junichiro Matsumoto was taken aback for a moment, and the words on his lips were blocked in his throat.

The dignified young master Matsumoto, when he was in the country, was always begged to play by himself, but now, he has to do the opposite. This is really a loss of face for the Matsumoto family.

Matsumoto Junichiro clenched his fists, secretly fighting in his heart, just wait, without me, you will regret it.

Matsumoto Junichiro clenched his fists, turned his head and returned to his position.

Seeing Junichiro Matsumoto pushed back by Portugal, everyone was secretly happy. For a self-righteous guy like Matsumoto, Portugal's attitude should be adopted.

Compared with the locker room of the Chinese team, Li Ming stood there, his face obviously not very good-looking.

Although this warm-up match is still in front of my own home, I have to show my due strength anyway, and it is best to win, but Racing Santander is not weak. Judging from the performance in the first half, China The team's ball possession rate is 38%, while the opponent's ball possession rate is controlled at 62%, the gap is already clear at a glance,

He glanced at the players with their heads down, and asked, "How are you going to fight this battle?"

"Nanbao, are you sure about Donggu?" Li Ming asked.

Nan Bao's face was a bit ugly. As the team's main striker, Nan Bao expressed that he was under a lot of pressure. Just now he tried his best to compete with Dong Gu, but everyone saw the result, so he had left a shadow in his heart.

"Coach, Donggu's body is very strong, I don't have the advantage, I still think Zhao Hu is more suitable."

Zhao Hu turned his head abruptly, and said angrily: "My opponent is Yang Luo, if you can't handle it yourself, don't push it to others." Then he turned his head and stopped talking.

No one in the team dared to provoke Zhao Hu's eccentric temper, even some veteran players dared not trouble him.

Li Ming looked at the players in the locker room with his eyes. He also knew that the pressure of this game was really high, but the stronger the opponent, the better the growth of his own players.

"Okay, everyone raise their heads. In the second half, Nan Bao is in charge of watching Dong Gu, Zhao Hu is in charge of watching Yang Luo, Bei Ma, and Sandro will be handed over to you. People who are optimistic about themselves, understand."

"Understood." The players yelled.

The second half, in the anticipation of the fans, finally started.

Yang Luo, who was mediocre in the first half, was doing warm-up exercises on the court, but he still stretched his arms and legs, which was very simple.

Every move of Yang Luo is the focus on the court. In the stands, Li Rong was a little puzzled. Looking at Yang Luo in the court, he said, "Today Yang Luo didn't perform very well."

"Are you nervous?" Chen Long asked.

"I think Yang Luo has some scruples," Chang Yang said.

"Scrupulous?" Li Rong and Chen Long looked confused, obviously not understanding what Chang Yang meant.

"Chang Yang is right." At this moment, Nana stood in the middle, pouted and said.

In the team, Nana is the closest to Yang Luo. When Teacher Li handed Yang Luo over to her, she thought Yang Luo was a very good player, but she didn't expect that he would develop into a superstar later.

Yang Luo has a spirit of not admitting defeat in his bones. During the Campus Cup and the team's most difficult time, he always stood up and brought unexpected miracles to everyone. But today he seems very ordinary, just assists, pass The ball is very different from the previous style.

Therefore, according to Nana's understanding, Yang Luo deliberately kept it today.

"Maybe it's because he can't do it." Nana analyzed.

Just like Nana’s analysis, in the first half, Yang Luo did retain his strength. There are two specific reasons. One: the opponent is his own country’s team, and it is really difficult for him to start. Two: his physical strength has always been his own. A shortcoming, once the first half breaks out, then the second half will only be on the bench, so keep your physical strength until the second half.

Looking at Yang Luo stretching his arms and legs, Zhao Hu's eyes were full of disdain. In his eyes, there was still a big gap between Yang Luo's heavy bombardment and his own. In order to exercise his leg strength, he faced the He kicked wildly at the wall. When he was at his strongest, he could break a wall with one kick.

As far as this awesome foot strength is concerned, it's not a hundred times stronger than Yang Luo Yang Luo. I just don't have a platform. If I go to Europe by myself, I believe it will be better than Yang Luo.

"Yang Luo, let's see my strength later. During this time, no one has put in more effort than me. Just wait."

"Squeak" game started.

At the beginning of the second half, Santander's army pressed forward to deal with the Chinese team. Their goal was to score 5 goals, and they only scored 1 goal in the first half. They had to work harder in the second half.

As soon as the game started, Santander gave the Chinese team a blow.

"Yang Luo, let's kick first to shake everyone's morale." After finishing speaking, Sandro passed the ball. The midfield position is Yang Luo's best range. Seeing the ball reach Yang Luo's feet, the players in the stands The fans are all excited, and today they must witness Yang Luoju's bombardment.

"Yang Luo, come one."

"Yang Luo, don't let us down, give us a kick."

The fans in the stands made such expectations one after another.

Yang Luo smiled, saw the ball coming, and swung it up without a run-up.

"when"

Yang Luo's heavy bombardment was finally staged in Rongcheng Stadium.

The players defending him didn't dare to step forward at all, they could only watch Yang Luo shoot, seeing the ball flying towards the goal like a bullet, Nie Long widened his eyes, "Yang Luo, come on, I won't let You scored."

"Hoo!" The ball flew off the crossbar like a bullet.

Although the ball missed, the strength and angle were too tricky. Once it hit, Nie Long had a hard time defending the ball.

Seeing that the ball was hit high, Yang Luo wiped his nose with a helpless expression on his face.

The game continued, and Santander's frontcourt was always dribbled by Sandro, Duran and Donggu. The basic skills of the three were very solid, and it was very difficult for the Chinese team to steal the ball from them.

After Sandro took the ball, he went straight to the bottom. His dribbling and breakthrough caused the Chinese team a headache, because Sandro's technique and awareness are so good that no one can stop his ball. Helplessly, Beima personally Marking, this is a contest between two wide players.

Bei Ma is extremely serious. He can't let the opponent break through again. Not everyone can pass the defense of the Chinese team.

"Hey" Bei Ma rushed up, with a flying shovel, Sandro slipped, and the ball was shoveled out of bounds.

(End of this chapter)