Stop the ball ten meters away, the goal depends on Meng

Chapter 182 Everyone is Neuer!
【The current lucky value is 68, whether to use 10 points...】

【beep~~】

In the 65th minute, Su Changwei, who had finished warming up, stepped onto the field.

A phantom slightly taller than himself appeared in front of his eyes:

【The one you drew is... Zhang Chengdong (40/100)】

[Reproducible Peak Strength: 103%]

[Injury probability: 4%]

"..."

He was silent for a while, and glanced at the teammate sitting on the bench.

[If I remember correctly, he is the only Chinese team player who is still playing in Europe besides me? 】
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"The scene couldn't be opened for a long time, Camacho decisively showed his trump card!"

After seeing Su Changwei replacing Yu Hai, Liu Jianhong finally broke free from his drowsy state.

But just after he refreshed himself, he couldn't help being curious:
"Why did he return to the sidelines again?"
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"Jose, Yu Hanchao's side is almost done, change someone else!"

Su Changwei put his arms around Camacho's shoulders and made arrangements in Spanish.

Marshal Ka has long been obedient to him, and immediately issued instructions to his assistants:

"Prepare for a second substitution!"

Zhang Chengdong, who was just making up numbers, suddenly received a notification from Fu Bo:

"Xiao Zhang, go warm up!"

He looked at the arena in surprise. The teammate wearing the No. 10 jersey had already started the first attack! -
Since Saudi Arabia is really weak and has just experienced a coaching change, even if they have the advantage at home, they cannot suppress the Chinese team.

What's more...Su Changwei has already appeared!

Just 1 minute later, Zheng Zhi passed a direct pass to Qin Sheng, who couldn't wait to pass the ball to the right, and Su Changwei singled out the opponent's left back.

He didn't need any exquisite dribbling skills, he just slammed the sidewalk without any tricks, and used his speed to get away with a position!
It's a pity that Gao Lin, who was at the front, started half a beat too late and missed another chance to shoot. Yu Hanchao on the left snatched the ball to the middle before the football flew out of the baseline, and Zhao Xuri slid out with a heavy shot!

The Saudi goalkeeper drove forward with a big foot, but was directly pushed back by Zhao Peng.

Qin Sheng rushed to the landing point before Zheng Zhi, and passed the ball to Su Changwei again!

Su Changwei decided to go it alone this time!
I saw him pretending that he wanted to continue to break through and let the Saudi full-back get stuck first, but then he suddenly dunked the ball to the middle and accelerated the horizontal cut!
One step, two steps, three steps!
Two central defenders were about to step forward to block, but his right leg was already whipped!
Goalkeeper Abdullah, who was 20 meters away, subconsciously took a step to the right. Before he stretched out his right hand, he saw a white shadow jumping into the goal from the corner of his eye!
2: 1!

Su Changwei, who played for 2 minutes, completed the overtake for the Chinese team! -
"Su Changwei cuts in and shoots! The ball goes in! Go in!!"

Liu Jianhong raised his arms and shouted in the live broadcast room:

"Hasn't the head coach of the Saudi team not prepared any information? After Su Changwei played, there was only one defensive player beside him!"

His partner, Xu Yang, shook his head slightly:
"It shouldn't be. The new coach of Saudi Arabia, Juan Carlo, is a celebrity from Real Madrid. How could he be so amateur?"

Carlo is suffering too!
On the opposite side of the Chinese team, he may not care about everyone, but he will never forget the existence of Su Changwei!

But after the previous 65 minutes of the game, most of the physical fitness of the Saudi players had been consumed. When they met the fierce Su Changwei, they couldn't keep up with his rhythm!
"The last two people will pinch him!"

He could only give the latest instructions to the players on the field.

The point difference must not be allowed to widen again! -
Looking at the slightly nervous Carlo, Camacho, who is more than ten meters away, is his opposite.

Marshal Ka, with a commanding appearance, whispered to the two assistants.

Casselen nodded, trotted to the side of the fourth official, and formally applied for a substitution.

Gallego conveyed the coach's intentions to Zhang Chengdong who was warming up.

After the players on the field finished celebrating, the fourth official raised the electronic card in his hand.

Su Changwei looked at the number of the electronic card and was a little surprised:

【Camacho, this old boy, dare to fight against me? 】

[I clearly told him to replace Yu Hanchao with Zhang Chengdong, why did he replace Gao Lin? ! 】

Zhang Chengdong, who trotted onto the field, stretched out his hand and pointed forward:
"Brother Wei, go play forward!"

Looking at Su Changwei's back, Qin Sheng, who just got an assist just now, shook his head regretfully:
[This distance... I can't get assists anymore! 】
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At the forward position, Su Changwei would have to face the attack of two central defenders even without Carlo's arrangement.

It is obviously an Asian team, but one of the central defenders in Saudi Arabia, Osama Hathaway, seems to have a little bit of African blood. Not only is he tall and long, but also has excellent flexibility and explosive power. It is indeed not something Gao Lin can deal with.

The height difference is 10 centimeters, and the weight is not even the same tonnage. Su Changwei can't beat Hathaway with his confrontation ability alone. In addition, another central defender helps defend from the side. The momentum of the Chinese team has just improved. The opponent restrained.

Among the five players in the midfield of the Chinese team, Yu Hanchao from the left fought too hard in the first 60 minutes and was a bit unable to run at the moment. Qin Sheng and Zhao Xuri are both brave and good at fighting, but they are not good at organizing and advancing. , and Zhang Chengdong on the right, has not entered the state just after playing.

It is really difficult for Zheng Zhi to complete the organization's tasks alone...

In the 77th minute, Sun Xiang, the captain of the national football team, suddenly shot out from the side, and a 45-degree cross was spun towards the penalty area.

It's a pity that Su Changwei was pushed back by the tall and burly Hathaway before he found a place to fall...

"Tsk!"

Camacho on the sidelines patted his thigh.

Of course he could see that although Su Changwei, who had switched to playing as a striker, was closer to the goal, he had less chance of getting the ball!

[Or...or let him play as a winger? 】

[But in this way, who will take the forward position? 】

[I only have the last substitution spot left! 】

Marshal Ka hadn't thought it through yet, but the situation on the field suddenly changed!
The football pushed out by Hathaway fell to the feet of the Saudi midfielder. Qin Sheng rushed to press for the first time, but he could only pass the ball to his teammate on the side.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Chengdong, who had just appeared on the field, also rushed over aggressively. The Saudi left back who received the ball could only hold Zhang Chengdong with open arms, and then kicked the ball back to the penalty area hard, preparing for the goalkeeper to reorganize.

With a twitch of Abdullah's eyelids, he saw that Su Changwei had thrown off Hathaway and rushed towards the ball.

He didn't dare to push it too far, he gave up his plan to wait for the ball on the goal line, and took three steps in parallel, preparing to kick the ball forward with one kick!
At this time, security is the first priority!
Even if the ball is kicked out of the sideline, it is much better than being cut off by the opponent!

As a goalkeeper, he still remembers the match between Real Madrid and Bayern in the Champions League semi-final last season!

Bayern goalkeeper Neuer was too relaxed, so he threw the ball at Su Changwei's feet, which eventually led to the team's complete collapse!
Abdullah swung his right foot hard!
In the next second, his little heart almost jumped out of his mouth!
With this big foot, he actually kicked a flaw!

The ball flew high, but it only flew three meters... See the height but not the distance!

In a hurry, he ran forward with both hands and feet, trying to make up for it, but he didn't expect that Su Changwei had already leaped into the air, and smashed the ball into the goal with a header!
3: 1!

Su Changwei landed on one foot and turned half a circle smartly, then nodded ruthlessly to Abdullah:
"It's just a game, don't be so nervous!"

The Saudi goalkeeper, who was encouraged and comforted, did not look any better!

[I, I became Neuer? ! 】

The Saudi goalkeeper never dreamed that he would be on an equal footing with Germany's No. [-] goalkeeper!
(End of this chapter)