Shao Jiayi pulled Kafu's pull and pulled the ball to Su Maozhen in front. Su Maozhen pretended to take the ball and turned around, but in the end he gave the ball to Qu Bo!

Zheng Zhi rushed to the front of the penalty area at this time and formed a 4vs6 with his teammates.

Qu Bo hesitated for a moment, but did not hand the ball over to Zheng Zhi. Instead, he chose to hit the ball to the right, dodged Edmilson, and forced his right foot to shoot. However, Qu Bo's shooting power was too small and he didn't exert any force. Marcos easily held the ball in his arms.

When he saw Zheng Zhi running here, Marcos immediately gave the ball to Carlos like a big hand.

Carlos sent a long diagonal pass with his left foot!

Adriano in front bumped Li Weifeng like a bulldozer, walked horizontally into the middle and stopped the ball with his chest, leaned against Sun Jihai, and volleyed with his left foot!

boom--

Ou Chuliang almost blocked the ball with his face!

I can't see the ball clearly at all, so I'd rely on experience to block this shot!

Xu Yunlong quickly poked the ball to Zhao Junzhe on the edge of the penalty area.

Zhao Junzhe also kicked the ball out with big feet, but his purpose was very clear, which was to hand it over to Zheng Zhi.

Gilberto and Cleberson surrounded him again, and Zheng Zhi stretched his right foot forward, lightly removed the ball, and immediately threw a oxtail out, and immediately another fried croquette! He wiped it from between the two people like a loach.

"Beautiful! It's over!"

There was a smooth road ahead, and Zheng Zhi immediately dribbled the ball and rushed forward two steps, and adjusted his shooting posture. His right foot jumped straight, aiming at the lower right corner of the goal and kicked!

Chop the ground!

"nice shot!"

"Oh!"

"Carlos!"

Carlos almost slid onto the goal line with one leg, helping Marcos block the ball! Then Edmilson kicked the ball out of the baseline!

"What a pity!"

"This is an excellent opportunity to equalize! Corner kick!"

Zheng Zhi didn't think much and immediately ran to the corner flag to punish the corner kick. Even Sun Jihai and Li Weifeng rushed into the Brazilian team's penalty area, but Zheng Zhi did not pass it to anyone, but directly made an exaggerated arc ball and shot directly!

With a shout, the ball hung towards the back door post!

But damn Lucio!

Lucio actually rubbed up from the back point, just in time to pull the ball out of the bottom line.

Zheng Zhi's sneak attack failed! He missed the goal again!

"well!"

"This ball!"

Speechless!

Or a corner kick.

Zheng Zhi ran over again. This time he couldn't play like this. After Marcos wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, his position changed a lot, and even Adriano ran back to the penalty area.

This time, Zheng Zhi threw the ball into the penalty area. The ball fell above the crowd. Su Maozhen and Lucio both pushed the ball at the same time. They both failed to fly, and fell down lightly. Marcos rushed out with a quick step and took the ball away with both hands!

Brazil's shock in the penalty area was gone!

"2 minutes to stoppage time."

“No time.”

"Brazil kicks off in the backcourt,"

Qu Bo immediately rushed towards Carlos, but Carlos didn't dare to play, so he kicked the ball up and looked for Adriano.

Adriano was still too strong. He actually resisted Sun Jihai and Li Weifeng alone, but he didn't fall down and directly padded the ball to Denilson. Denilson dribbled the ball to the left.

Zheng Zhi ran over, but Denilson did not stop and drove the ball to the bottom line all the way, and Xu Yunlong came up and kicked him down.

The ball was still from Brazil, and then Rivaldo walked up slowly, but he didn't rush to kick the ball. After the whistle sounded, Rivaldo kicked the ball back to Carlos, and Carlos kicked the ball back to Junior, and Junior passed it to goalkeeper Marcos.

Qu Bo and Su Maozhen chased the ball all the way, but it was useless. After the ball reached Kafu's feet on the right, Kafu passed the ball back to Lucio...

After a while, I went back.

Beep,

Beep,

Beep...

The whistle of the whole game finally rang.

"well……"

"The Chinese team ultimately did not create a higher history."

"Only one step away from entering the finals."

"In this case, we can only compete for the third place on the 29th, and the opponent is the defeated side of the German and Korean teams..."

"But don't be sad. Being able to build the World Cup semi-finals is already a huge miracle for the Chinese team!"

"This should be something to be proud of, not pain!"

"I believe that the Chinese team will also achieve good results in the third place in the No. 29th!"

"This is not the end of Chinese football in the World Cup, but a new beginning!"

...

Although Huang Jianxiang said it nicely, who can get better? It is impossible.

Everyone on the court had their heads hanging down, and they were all very frustrated, including Zheng Zhi. They both put their hips on their hips, stood near the center line, staring at the sky, and breathing heavily.

“Man,”

"I finally won you one time."

I don't know when, Ronaldo stood beside him.

"You have to know,"

"It's really not easy to win you."

Ronaldo patted Zheng Zhi on the shoulder, "Don't worry, we will definitely win the Hercules Cup,"
Chapter completed!