The Midfield Master

Xiao Junlong suddenly became sober. He was just bewildered by the cheers of the fans. If he really made the free throw, even if they scored that goal, their Chinese Super League football team would not have much confidence in a comeback. There is also a player from the five major leagues hidden behind them, but Xiao Junlong has his own pride, and he does not want to place all hopes on others.

After hearing Huang Yifei's guidance, Xiao Junlong's mind calmed down. Yes, he can't be so impulsive. Dong Xuesheng can use the breath of water to judge the state of the opponent's goalkeeper. The probability of a penalty kick is higher than him, and he still needs to make a penalty kick. Preparations for the next attack.

"Xiao Junlong, are you scared? Why don't you come for a penalty kick? Are you scared?"

Xiao Junlong sneered and said: "Coins, you are afraid! Penalties require a lot of players' minds. I don't choose to shoot, but for the next attack. Your Korean team can no longer stop me from moving forward. You have coins. Admit it, my offense has threatened you."

"Next attack!"

Dong Xuesheng’s penalty kick was very neat, and it went straight into the goal of the Korean football team. Just as other players in the Chinese Super League gathered around Dong Xuesheng to celebrate, Xiao Junlong and the coins stood together.

As the ace of the Korean football team, the coin is also the main force of the Bundesliga giants. In the Champions League, he has met many talented players, but they all have a big common problem, because their talents surpass ordinary people and are beside them. Players or coaches are praising their talents, which also cultivated their arrogant and rude character.

Over time, they tend to be separated from other players.

"Xiao Junlong, are you still thinking about planning the next attack to defeat our Korean football team? Wishful thinking, your physical strength can support you in the previous attack several times, I'm afraid you can't do it twice! Haha! Xiao Junlong, you are already At the end of the battle, in the second half of the game, the scores of our two teams will not be evened out, but will be expanded. Because Korea has me."

Xiao Junlong said coldly: "This sentence is what I want to say to you. Our Chinese Super League national football team has never lacked the confidence to start from scratch. Although your Korean football team has an advantage in the score, relative to the number of people, our Chinese Super League A little stronger than you."

The coin is also the fighting spirit seduced by Xiao Junlong. He has spent a lot of thought to become the main force of the Bundesliga club. Xiao Junlong is different from him. He is a player who has been trained by the Premier League Liverpool club. Everything about him is in the coin. Above, in addition to strength and experience.

"I hope the next attack on you in the Super League can stop me."

Although the fans agreed with Dong Xuesheng's penalty kick, they still disliked why Huang Yifei suddenly dropped Xiao Junlong from the penalty kick.

"Is Huang Yifei afraid that Xiao Junlong will affect his performance in this East Asian Cup competition? After all, Xiao Junlong has spent a lot more thoughts on this East Asian Cup journey than Huang Yifei."

"Come on. When Xiao Junlong didn't join the East Asian Cup national football team, he was a stunned boy. It is easy to be disturbed by the fans. This time he can be said to be very solid in his performance in the East Asian Cup. Players may not be able to make the same correct choice in that situation."

"The growth of Xiao Junlong is obvious to all. The previous Xiao Junlong can only be called the trump card in the Super League, but at this time Xiao Junlong is a man standing on top of Asia. I admire him very much."

Huang Yifei sat back in his seat, and he whispered: "This game has reached the most critical moment. If our Chinese Super League national football team blocks the Korean football's offense, then the next time our Chinese Super League national football team's offense will definitely break South Korea. The goal. I believe that Xiao Junlong has such a strong combat effectiveness."

A Xuan asked: "Brother Huang Yifei, I saw Xiao Junlong just now obviously a little weak. Can he continue to fight? Don't he suddenly fall on the court when the time comes. How can our Chinese Super League football team be at the same level as Xiao Junlong? The players."

In this East Asian Cup national football team, Xiao Junlong is the only player. Unlike other players, Xiao Junlong can make up half of the national football team.

"No! Xiao Junlong is far from reaching his limit. The physical strength of this group of players has reached a particularly terrifying state. I make plans for them every day, but even on the day of club training and competition, I can't relax. I I also told them that if they want to be so mediocre for the rest of their lives, they can stop a day of exercise. But to my comfort, each of them persevered."

what? You know, on the day of the game, almost no players will do that kind of physical training.

After all, the physical energy consumed by a game will be difficult for this player to recover within a few days.

In other words, the players of this East Asian Cup team have reached a high level of physical strength, and even the game will not delay their physical consumption.

Ah Xuan can't help but admire Huang Yifei a lot. He has cultivated such a group of players into physical weirdness in such a short period of time.

"Brother Huang Yifei, do you have any intentions to re-establish the Asian plan? Our Chinese Super League national football has been in decline for too long. We need players like you to save our Chinese Super League. Over the years, our Chinese Super League has been affected by the Korean football team. National football bullying, we have never gained any advantage in Asian national competitions."

Huang Yifei only said indifferently: "I am old, and I don't have so much time and effort to help the Chinese Super League train players. I plan to retire completely in the past few years, and then stay in La Liga to become a head coach."

"Brother Huang Yifei, why didn't you choose to return to the Chinese Super League? As long as you want, I think many clubs in the Chinese Super League want you to be their head coach."

Huang Yifei just glanced at A Xuan faintly.

A Xuan's body suddenly shook, and it seemed that a small place like the Super League could not hold a dragon like Huang Yifei.

How could the man who is called the **** of football simply stay in the small Super League?

At the Blue Sky Stadium, the East Asian Cup final has reached 65 minutes, and the Chinese Super League national football team temporarily suppressed the Korean football team by virtue of the advantage of one more man.