Soon, Kaka dribbled the ball to the frontcourt. Argentinian midfielder Mecro immediately stepped forward and stretched out his hand to try to pull. However, Kaka moved very quickly. He did not slow down at all during the high-speed dribbling and suddenly dropped his shoulder. Feinting to the right, Mecro's center of gravity was lost. At this time, Kaka dunked the ball to the left with his right foot. The ball changed its line and slid directly outside Mecro's right foot!
"Oh my God! Without slowing down and changing direction, I passed two people! Kaka is too strong!"
"The trident presses forward, and the two full-backs of the Brazilian team also press forward! Hold on! Argentina!"
The commentator exclaimed, and the hearts of the entire Argentinian audience were twitching. Under the spotlight, Kaká dribbled the ball towards the Argentine penalty area at high speed. D'Alessandro, who was behind him on the right, tried to catch up, but he was no match for the speed. Even the shovel cannot tackle anyone, and the Argentinian back line cannot press forward due to the Brazilian team's front trident and can only retreat sideways!
Soon, Kaka dribbled the ball to the front of the penalty area, less than one meter away from the Argentine defender!
"Through ball or long shot?!"
Coloccini put his hands behind his back and faced Adriano diagonally. At the same time, he was observing Kaka's movements from the corner of his eyes. At this moment, Kaka suddenly stopped one step outside the penalty area and passed the ball with the outside of his right foot. Wave outward, and at the same time step forward to volley!
The Argentine back line also stopped at the same time, and at this moment Kaka suddenly changed his shot to a pass, pushed the arch of his right foot, and the ball passed under Coloccini's open crotch and went straight to Adri in the penalty area. Arnold!
"The defense was beaten! A wonderful through ball!"
The commentator jumped up, and the Brazilian fans behind the goal waved their national flags. Adriano followed the through ball and rushed to the left side of the goal. He looked at the Argentine goalkeeper Maxi who was attacking diagonally. He didn't hesitate at all. , picked the ball with the tip of his right foot, and the ball easily passed over Maxi who was sliding diagonally and lofted it to the back post!
Seeing that the ball was about to hit the goal, the fans of the Brazilian team were already preparing to celebrate. At this moment, a black shadow suddenly shot out from the diagonal and violently pushed the ball away. At the same time, due to excessive force, the head was directly hit with a "clang". To the top post!
"Oh my God! Burdisso is in front of the rescue!"
"Adriano's ball was too slow! He missed this perfect offensive opportunity! Our Argentina defender... Oh! Wait! What's going on?! Martinez took the ball from the wing and looked for it with a big kick. Frontcourt players?! Oh my God! Here’s a chance to counterattack!”
Martinez's kick was very wide, hanging directly from Argentina's corner kick to about fifteen yards in front of the Brazilian team's penalty area!
The offense and defense were out of position at the moment. This time the Brazilian team's attack was carried out by the entire team. Even the two full-backs pressed to the front of the Argentine penalty area. The defense was completely empty, with only two central defenders left!
"Saviola is too short to win the ball!"
Chen Mo, who was chasing Kaka just a second ago, turned around with his left foot as the axis. His center of gravity was strongly shaken, making him a little unstable. He kept his balance with his left hand on the ground, raised his upper body again, and threw two big The long legs run towards the landing point of the ball!
"Fight back! Fight back!"
"Kill them!!!"
During the tense stoppage time, the commentator roared crazily.
"Hurry up, hurry up!"
The ball was flying overhead. Chen Mo heard nothing at this time. He just kept accelerating his pace. The "click, click, click, click" was like a steam train that continuously added coal and made the gears run faster.
At the same time, Kaka's previous running movements appeared in his mind frame by frame. Gradually, his running posture began to change. His arms and shoulders swung more violently, and the control of his entire upper body became stronger. At the same time, his steps began to take longer steps. , each time you kick the ground, it gives you more power!
[Silver Haaland, speed talent absorption 100%]
A line of small translucent words appeared in the corner of his eye, and soon disappeared. Chen Mo, who was in 200% serious mode at this time, didn't care about it at all. He could only see the ball above his head and the Brazilian defender not far away!
Close!
Getting closer!
Saviola desperately blocked the Brazilian team's defender, but he was too weak and was quickly pushed away. Facing the spinning ball and Chen Mo, who rushed towards him with a look of a god blocking and killing, the Brazilian team The 1.85-meter central defender was not timid. He suddenly squatted down, tightened his thighs, and pulled onions on dry land!
At the same time, Chen Mo, who ran forty meters, also did not hesitate at all. He swung his arms vigorously, tightened his left leg in two sprints, bent it slightly and then exerted force!
Missiles take off!
The turf is lifted!
Jump very high!
Saviola could even see Chen Mo's spikes gliding by!
The next second, "Bang!" an unpleasant sound came from above. Saviola, shrouded in shadow, saw Chen Mo get the ball first, but his chest was also hit hard by the bald head of the Brazilian defender. The whole person was like a boat capsized by the waves, and fell heavily to the ground sideways!
"Idiot!"
It hurts, severe pain comes from the chest, as if bloodshot is exploding in the chest! Chen Mo lay on the ground in pain holding his chest!
"Oh my God! The two collided in the air, and Xiao Mo lost his balance and fell heavily to the ground!"
"Oh my God! It won't hurt this time!"
All Argentinian fans stood up and exclaimed, but the referee did not blow the whistle, but waved his hands forward to signal that the game should continue! Needless to say, the moment Chen Mo won the header, Savio pulled like a rabbit and ran in the direction of the ball. The landing point was at the front of the Brazilian team's penalty area!
Since the two full-backs have not retreated, there are only two central defenders left in the Brazilian defense. One of them is involved by Chen Mo, and the other is involved by Argentina's other forward Cayo. At this time, as long as he gets the ball, he will face it one-on-one. Goalkeeper!
Soon, Saviola caught up with the ball one step inside the penalty area, and at the same time, the Brazilian goalkeeper had already attacked!
"No time to stop the ball!"
In the flash of lightning, Saviola, who always hates body collisions, jumped forward, threw his whole body diagonally into the air, stretched out his right leg and picked up the ball with his toes before the Brazilian goalkeeper!
Under the jubilation of the Argentine fans behind the goal, the ball bounced lightly on Saviola's toes, over the shoulders of the Brazilian goalkeeper, and flew towards the goal!
"Goal! Goal! Goal! Goa————l! The goal is scored! In the 48th minute of the first half, in the last thirty seconds of stoppage time, Saviola scored, and Argentina took the lead! He assisted him It’s none other than Argentinian young player No. 24 Chen—Mo!!!”
"Oh! Wait! The camera cuts back and Xiao Mo is still lying on the ground!!! All the Argentinian players ran over!"
The go-ahead score was extremely exciting, but none of the Argentine players ran to celebrate. Everyone swarmed towards the ground still lying on the ground, groaning in pain. Saviola ran the fastest. After landing, he didn't even look at the ball that fell into the goal. Instead, he quickly got up and ran towards Chen Mo.
Chen Mo stood curled up in a ball, closing his eyes and frowning. He knelt down and patted Chen Mo's cheek quickly: "Xiao Mo! Are you okay?"
"It hurts...did the ball go in?"
"It's in! If he doesn't get in, I'll beat him to death!"
His vision turned black. Chen Mo tried his best to open his eyes and covered his chest. D'Alessandro arrived and opened Chen Mo's clothes. He reached out and gently pressed Chen Mo's chest. After making sure that there was no obvious abnormality in the bones, he breathed a sigh of relief: "You... Guy...just scared me to death!"
"Just score a goal..."
"Okay, okay, leave the rest to us, you have to go for a checkup as soon as possible!!"
Chen Mo felt some difficulty breathing, and D'Alessandro immediately stood up and waved to the sidelines to signal Pekerman to ask the team doctor to come over.
After a while, the team doctor ran onto the field carrying a stretcher. After briefly checking Chen Mo, the doctor said: "There is no fracture, but further examination is needed."
"I still..."
Chen Mo wanted to hold on a little longer, but Coloccini, Saviola and D'Alessandro glared at the same time, "What the hell! Hurry up and get checked!"
The three big brothers spoke, but Chen Mo did not dare to do it again. With the help of the team doctor, he got on the stretcher. As the stretcher walked to the sidelines, the entire Malvinas Stadium’s 45,000 fans and spectators, including fans of the Brazilian team, They also stood up and applauded!
"Come on little guy!"
"Great! We look forward to your return!"
"You are a true warrior!"
A ray of light opened up in the dark cloudy sky, and fine raindrops fell on his cheeks. A tide of encouraging voices poured into his cochlea. Chen Mo, who rested his left hand on his forehead, felt an unprecedented touch. When he came to the sidelines, Pekerman patted him. holding his arm, he said proudly: "You did a good job, and then just feel free to leave the game to them."
