There is a team called the Friendship Team

Chapter 262 Defeat is Glorious, Seeing Dawn's Defeat!

"Damn...Zhang Chao, the Chinese junior team actually has a player with this ability. He defeated Buetta with his own strength." On the sidelines, the coach of the French junior team, coach Spielt Louisan, was on the bench. Xindao.

He was very shocked by Zhang Chao's performance, but he was still full of confidence for his team to win the game.

The players of the two teams returned to their positions and stood up.

"Shut up!"

The referee blows his whistle and the game continues!

The French national team kicks off.

Center de Quayle passed the ball back to Captain Pramogarty; Pramogarty crossed to teammate Dillamoji...

"Because the French national team sent off a central defender, the formation also changed accordingly. The wingbacks on both sides returned to the fullbacks and became a 432 formation." Shen Fangjian explained.

"Well... the boys of the Chinese National Youth Team, they should take advantage of the momentum during this period to recover the score!" Huang Xiangjian said expectantly.

At this point, on the sidelines.

Shi Zhe, assistant coach of the Chinese National Junior Team, kept making gestures, signaling the players to press on boldly...

The overall formation of the Chinese national youth team pressed forward, and the pressure was so large that it was rare in the whole game. It can be seen that the Chinese national youth team gave it a go at the last moment!

The French National Junior Team showed a solid technical foundation, passing and controlling the ball, passing the ball with one kick continuously, and passed nearly [-] kicks in a row!
The football came to the frontcourt, and the high center forward of the French National Junior Team Deguire played the ball back, trying to give the captain Pramogarty——

"Snapped!"

Chen Ting, a player of the Chinese National Youth Team, stepped forward and made a successful steal!

"Good shot! Counterattack quickly!" Huang Xiangjian said excitedly.

Chen Ting made a cross pass to his teammate Chen Jiexi; Chen Jiexi had already observed the position of his teammates, and directly made a long pass to the right - Nimuti who advanced at high speed!
The Chinese National Youth Team is simple and fast!
The game was coming to an end, but Nimuti still had plenty of energy, dribbling the ball on the wing at high speed, running to the bottom line!

"Nimuti's physical fitness, impact, and execution ability are very good, but in the actual combat process, it seems that he lacks some flexibility..." Fan Zhiyi, a guest commentator, commented.

The voice just fell-

"Snapped!"

Nimuti made a sudden dunk and made a cross with his bad left foot!
"It's too much!"

Sure enough, Nimuti didn't make good use of the ball with his feet, and the landing point deviated!
The responding teammate Zhang Chao had to retreat out of the penalty area to catch the ball.

"Snapped!"

Zhang Chao leaned on the defender of the French national team, Balleson, stretched his feet, and unloaded the ball!

"This is where Zhang Chao is so good. When he is entangled with the opponent's defender, his foot movements are not stiff at all, and he can move freely..." Guest Fan Zhiyi commented very professionally.

"Indeed, General Fan is right. Zhang Chao, if he can grow up healthily, he should be the No. [-] center of the national football team in the future!" Huang Xiangjian and Fan Zhiyi have very similar views and spoke highly of Zhang Chao.

inside the field.

Zhang Chao held the ball on the spot, leaning on the defender of the French National Junior Team Barlesson, and the two were stalemate in terms of strength...

"Snapped!"

Zhang Chao suddenly exerted strength and leaned back!
Barlesson was not prepared enough and couldn't help but take a step back!
It is this slight gap——

"Snapped!"

Zhang Chao kicked the ball back with his heel——

Barlesson's position was too close, he couldn't react in time, and the football went straight through!

"Snapped!"

"nice shot!"

Amber ran diagonally, went straight behind Barlesson, and got the ball!
"Oops!"

The players of the French national team were shocked!
Amber quickly adjusted his feet and took the ball into the penalty area!

The goalkeeper of the French national team, Nicouang, attacked——

Facing Nikuang, Amber is aggressive and full of confidence!
Amber moves closer, wants to rub--

"Hey--"

Nikuon responds to the rescue——

"Snapped!"

"what!?"

Amber made a fake shot, stepped on a "bicycle" and swayed Nikuang!
"It's wonderful! Yes, yes!" Huang Xiangjian was so excited that he couldn't control himself.

After passing Nikuang, Amber lightly pushed the empty goal——

"Snapped!"

"what!?"

Just when everyone thought that Amber's shot was bound to go in, a player from the French national team chased back at high speed and kicked the ball on the goal line!

When everyone takes a closer look, this French national team player is the captain Pramogarty!

"What happened!? Did you just give up like this?! This coward still wants to win the championship..." Pramogarty was very annoyed at the performance of his teammates, and roared.

"Damn!" Amber spat, regret written all over her face.

At this time, the "tender whistle" referee from New Zealand looked down at the time, and the regular game time was up.

On the sidelines, the assistant referee raises a card, adding 3 minutes of extra time!

"It's the last 3 minutes...Maybe it's impossible to avoid a loss, but our boys played very well. They have made the seeded French national team into a mess." Huang Xiangjian explained.

"Well, being able to play like this is something none of us dared to imagine before the game..." Shen Fangjian agreed.

On the field, the game is still going on...

The boys of the Chinese National Junior Team are doing their best and trying their best to break the goal of the French National Junior Team again; while the French National Junior Team, after the captain Pramogarti roared angrily, the players unite as one and defend The attention is very concentrated, and the Chinese national team is not given a chance at all...

"Boom!"

At the last moment, the right back Nimuti of the Chinese national youth team made a pass from the bottom, and the high center forward Ao Tai scored a header from the middle, which was picked up by the goalkeeper of the French national youth team, Nicouang.

"Shut up!"

Immediately, the referee gave a long whistle, and the game ended!

In the end, the Chinese National Junior Team lost 2 to 4 to the French National Junior Team, the champion of the European Junior Championships and the "favourite" of the World Junior Championships!

"yeah!"

The players on the bench of the French National Junior Team all ran into the field happily and celebrated the victory with the 10 players on the field!
King and loser.

The lads of the Chinese National Youth Team were all ashamed, dejected, and sat exhausted on the field...

"Let's go, let's also enter the field and help these 11 fighters!" Zheng Zhi, head coach of the Chinese National Youth Team, whispered.

"Ok!"

Under the leadership of Zheng Zhi, the assistant coach Shi Zhe and the Chinese National Youth Team players who were on the bench walked into the field one after another, helping the Chinese National Youth Team players who were sitting slumped in the field.

Among them, the team leader Fang Zhi, Chen Ting, and Chen Jiexi ran the most distance, and these three had the most severe cramps.

"This is the spirit that our Chinese national team should have! Well done guys! Losing to the French national team is no shame!" Huang Xiangjian said excitedly.

"Well... this Chinese national youth team reminds me of the Chinese national youth team in the 05 World Youth Championship in the Netherlands! You Rong, it doesn’t matter if you lose, but it gives us all hope for the future, such a combative team will definitely be a force that is hard to shake in Asia in the future!” commented Shen Fangjian, the commentator.

At the same time, there was an inconspicuous corner in the stands.

"Interesting, interesting." Douglas Santi, captain of the Brazilian national team, squinted and smiled.

"Boss, what's the point of this? The French national team has a clear advantage, and won 4-2 with one less player." Wamchera, a teammate on the side, questioned.

"The Chinese National Youth Team is a very powerful team. I can't wait to compete with them..." Santi laughed.

"?!" Wamchera was puzzled.

Santi didn't explain, and turned around to leave. Wamchera followed closely, and the two left the stands together...

And later after the match between the Chinese National Junior Team and the French National Junior Team, the other two teams in the same group, the Colombian National Junior Team and the Niger National Junior Team, played against each other.

The Colombian national team showed the strength of the South American team. The ball possession rate was as high as 59%, shooting 23 to 5, and finally defeated the Niger national team with a score of 3 to 0!
At the same time, because of the superior goal difference, the Colombian national team temporarily ranks first in the group!

And the next group match opponent of the Chinese National Junior Team is the Colombian National Junior Team, which temporarily ranks first in the group!
A fierce battle has just ended, and what awaits the boys of the Chinese National Junior Team is yet another fierce battle...

(End of this chapter)