The black and white elves ran flat on the green field, as if they were straight lines, but after more than a Korean defender, the breeze and moon turned into an elegant arc and fell right in front of Zhang Yuming.

Just kill!

The Korean goalkeeper attacked and gave up his expectations for his teammates. He looked panicked and rushed to Zhang Yuming's feet.

The windy man Zhang Yuming went to the right with a cool trip, widening a large enough distance, and directly passing through the Korean goalkeeper, leaving no chance to think for the opponent.

He is so brave! Zhu Guanghu was frightened when he watched it off the court. He thought that Zhang Yuming would choose to shoot directly after receiving the ball, but he didn't expect that he would actually pass the goalkeeper.

Zhu Guanghu was almost unable to hold it in his clenched fists. Fortunately, Zhang Yuming finally pushed the ball into the empty goal with his right foot, and he finally felt relieved...

1:0.

Next, it’s Zhang Yuming’s time to show off his handsomeness…

"The ball has entered!"

"The ball has entered!"

"The ball has entered!"

"Zhang Yuming!"

"He scored his eighth goal in this cup. He is now ahead of Li Dongguo in the scorer list. He is the number one scorer in this cup!"

Huang Jianxiang was very excited.

Of course, any Chinese who watched this game were very excited...

However, the thoughts of several foreigners in the stands were not on Zhang Yuming's agile goal, and their thoughts were still on Zheng Zhi, who was wearing the No. 10 jersey on the court.

Oak from Frankfurt closed his eyes slightly, and he was savoring everything Zheng Zhi showed just now, stopping the ball and passing the ball, just like listening to a beautiful piano piece, and football is the wonderful notes, dancing leisurely on the keyboard with Zheng Zhi's every move.

He gently padded his heel, and the ball jumped lightly in front of him like a good child, as if it should have appeared here. Then, Zheng Zhi opened up God's vision and seemed to be able to look down at the entire court. He could see any slight changes on the court. His magical right foot gave an assist that was enough to destroy the entire defense of the South Korean team...

A world-class assist.

"Old guy,"

Oak opened his eyes again.

"I think we still underestimated his strength."

"He's really awesome."

"Yeah." Lübeck murmured, "I think I have to go back on my word."

"What does it mean?" Oak's expression became serious in an instant.

"I don't want to miss this kid. As long as I give him enough time, he will not be inferior to any midfielder."

"you……"

"Man, it's not just me thinking that way now. Haven't you seen it yet? Look at the left direction, have you recognized who you are?"

Direction to the left? Oak looked in the direction he said, and was stunned for a moment.

"They, why are they here?!"

"Ah, it's so damn it must have been called by that old guy Bobby!"

"It's bad now..."

Oak knew very well that it was no longer a matter between him and Lubeck...

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In the ccbv5 live broadcast room, Huang Jianxiang and Zhang Lu's mood have not yet calmed down, especially Huang Jianxiang, as the Serie A official commentator, he naturally can see what Zheng Zhi's unloading pass represents with his eyes!

"It's not simple!"

"Zheng Zhi's dismissal of the first pass."

"I seemed to see the combination of Albertini and Zidane. His technical movements were very similar to these two players. If you are familiar with Serie A, you will understand why I said that."

"I can say to be quite precise that China finally has a top midfielder now!"

Zhang Lu took the speech and said, "Hehe, it seems that it is simple to dismantle and pass, but in fact it has a very high technical content. It is free and easy to dismantle and pass it lightly. Ordinary players cannot make these moves, nor can they pass such a good ball..."

"How did Zheng Zhi train this kid? How talented is he?"

“…”

In the stands, Korean fans were silent and did not even make a single fart. Zheng Zhi's pass and Zhang Yuming's shot made them shut up.

But on the other side, Vietnamese fans were full of scolding.

"Bad defense!"

"The guards are all stupid, and they are all as stupid as a piece of wood. Will they not be able to follow people? How did they reach the final?"

In sharp contrast with them, Chinese fans applauded hard while shouting:

"Awesome! Zheng Zhi!"

"Awesome! Zhang Yuming!"

...

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In the 7th minute of the game, the Chinese team took the lead and the South Korean team fell behind.

Xu Dingmao yelled at the field, pointing directly at Park Ji-sung. At this moment, he really wanted to drag Park Ji-sung to the field and beat him up.

Just because Zheng Zhi stopped the ball just now, he actually slowed down. If he didn't do this, Zheng Zhi would not get the ball and could not pass it. Park Ji-sung's performance was amateur! Take a step back and even if the ball went out of the sideline, Park Ji-sung would have to follow Zheng Zhi closely to prevent Zheng Zhi from sending the border ball quickly, but there was nothing...

Beep,

The referee's whistle resumed the game.

The Korean players seemed to be immersed in the previous concealment state. The offensive steps were a little slow and the rhythm did not rise. The Chinese team pushed forward again, which quickly forced the Korean team to concede the ball in the backcourt. However, Wang Peng, who grabbed the ball, chose to directly take a long shot, but the ball flew high into the stands.

Xu Dingmao expressed his dissatisfaction again on the court, shouting so that the veins on both sides of his forehead were violently emerging.

But anger cannot solve the problem. The morale of the Chinese team, which led the way, was too high. After the South Korean team's ball hit the frontcourt, the Chinese players once again worked together to stop their attack. Li Dongguo staggered again and failed to protect the ball, and was stabbed by Li Weifeng behind him.

Zheng Zhi got the ball again.

Smida!

Although they were in the first half, Park Ji-sung only had Zheng Zhi in his eyes. For him, Zheng Zhi was his prey now, but he was bitten hard by the prey, embarrassing in front of the head coach and teammates. He now wanted to pounce on and strangle Zheng Zhi.

Zheng Zhi did not drive the ball up, but passed the ball with Zhao Junzhe twice, and then calmly crossed the center line. Park Ji-sung finally came up.

Bang,

Before Park Ji-sung could get closer, Jung Ji got the ball.

Jung Ji saw the murderous aura in Park Ji-sung's eyes. He didn't want to get entangled with him. Now is not the time. If you want to completely mobilize Park Ji-sung's emotions, you must continue to stimulate him and drive him crazy. If you want to destroy him, you should let him be crazy first!

The ball rolled to Lee Yin's feet, and Lee Yin passed the ball back to him again. Park Ji-sung followed closely again, but Zheng Zhi passed the ball with a back-arranged flower arrangement on his right heel, cleverly knocking the ball to Huang Yong.

A warm applause burst out from the stands instantly.

"Ah, I really enjoy watching Zheng Zhi play football."

"Look at him in front of Park Ji-sung, he looks like an adult playing with a child..."

Huang Yong dribbled the ball from the left. Facing Jin Nanyi, he finally passed the ball low to Wang Peng. Wang Peng did not make any rash this time and chose to knock the ball back!

Zheng Zhi,

Suddenly, he sprinted forward with great strides for more than five meters!

Park Ji-sung's speed was no less than that of him. The two of them rushed towards the ball at the same time. When Zheng Zhi was about to touch the ball, he held his breath and slammed Zheng Zhi with his left shoulder.

Click,

Zheng Zhi had already prevented the physical contact between the two parties.

Hom,

Neither of them could do anything to each other, but Zheng Zhi's movements were not over. He stepped on the ball with his left foot and pulled back with a pull. A beautiful ball turned around and turned around to the right side of Park Ji-sung!

Park Ji-sung staggered, and his body instantly lost balance to the left! He was dizzy.

Zheng Zhize quickly adjusted his pace, supported his left foot steadily on the turf, and his right foot was already swung.

Outside the penalty area, about 25 meters away from the goal, no one posed a threat to him at all, so he chose to shoot a long shot!
Chapter completed!