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Chapter 106 Racing
"Tain's counterattack, Katic made a long pass to Wang Lie... The pass was too short, Planka headed the ball back, and the ball reached the center circle... Van Ginkel made a run forward and dribbled the ball away... It was too far! Feng Qiyuan!"

Luo Jin's voice was normal when he was commenting before, but when he saw Feng Qiyuan intercept the ball before Van Ginkel, he immediately shouted.

"Good shot, great steal! Now it's Wittenhill's turn to attack... There's not a good contact point, so he chooses to dribble the ball forward... Speed ​​up! Get rid of him! Feng Qiyuan dribbles the ball forward! Wittenhill's counterattack! Feng Qiyuan... Feng Qiyuan! It's in! Cross from the bottom!"

"Opportunity! Finley! Shot into the empty goal! Beautiful! Good shot! Wittenhill scored a goal! Great assist from Feng Qiyuan!"

The conference room, which normally can hold more than 30 people, now only has two people. The sound of the TV commentary echoes in the empty space, seeming even louder.

Cai Bokang couldn't help but slap his hands and said, "Awesome! Xiao Feng's shot was really awesome!"

He Zhenyong also said happily: "It seems that Feng Qiyuan has regained his feeling after the adjustment during the halftime break. It is indeed better to let him play in a familiar position. It is not good to be moved around the court..."

Although Feng Qiyuan is a central defender, he has strong offensive attributes, which both Chinese team coaches are well aware of.

As a central defender, he has played for Witton Hill for almost three seasons and has scored a total of 17 goals in all competitions, which is an impressive performance.

This kind of assist is not the first time that Feng Qiyuan has made such an assist, so some people once jokingly called Feng Qiyuan a "B2B central defender" who can move from one penalty area to another.

But this does not mean that Feng Qiyuan should get used to the alternative "from one penalty area to another" style of play like in the first half, but that he can complete the feat of stealing the ball from his own penalty area and then running all the way to the opponent's penalty area to participate in the attack.

Now that Feng Qiyuan can perform like this, it means that he has more or less returned to normal.

As coaches of the national team, Cai Bokang and He Zhenyong do not actually have such a strong preference for the outcome of the two teams.

A Tyne win and a Witton Hill win would be fine.

What they hope to see is two Chinese players performing well in the competition.

Now Wang Lie has a goal, and Feng Qiyuan has also gotten rid of the gloom in the first half and contributed a wonderful assist.

It was not in vain that the two of them gave up accompanying their families and watched the live broadcast of the game here...

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In fact, when Wang Lie saw Feng Qiyuan intercept the ball from Van Ginkel, he secretly thought it was bad.

He knows his national team teammates and knows what risks this ball may bring.

At first he ran back, wanting to help defend.

But just after running through the center circle, Feng Qiyuan arrived in front of the Tyne penalty area. Seeing this, Wang Lie slowed down - he would not be able to help at this time if he ran back, so it would be better for him to stay here.

As expected, Feng Qiyuan rushed into the Tyne penalty area and completed the assist...

Wang Lie stood at the edge of the center circle, shook his head, turned around and walked back to the kick-off point.

The two-goal lead turned into a one-goal lead, and the situation suddenly became unfavorable for Tyne.

Wittenhill's morale must have been boosted after they scored a goal.

The next game will not be easy.

He had to continue to put pressure on the Witton Hill defence.

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After Feng Qiyuan and his teammates finished celebrating and ran back to their own half, they saw Brother Wang already standing in the center circle.

The football was also thrown over.

Now he has his feet on the football, his hands on his hips, and is looking at himself.

The two people's eyes met in the air.

This time Feng Qiyuan did not avoid it, nor did he feel embarrassed. He bravely met Brother Wang's gaze and looked into his eyes.

But this time, Brother Wang didn't point at him with his hand.

When running past Brother Wang, he naturally withdrew his gaze and followed his teammates back to his own penalty area.

The game is about to begin again.

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Wang Lie turned his back to the goal and asked for the ball. He didn't need to look back to know that it must be Feng Qiyuan behind him.

Because the hot air exhaled by the latter sprayed on the back of his neck.

But he still raised his arms slightly, and his hands behind him kept entangled with Feng Qiyuan's hands.

At this time, his arms became his "cat's whiskers", and he used this method to determine Feng Qiyuan's position.

After the football rolled over, he swayed his upper body to the right, but used his left foot to push the football to the left side of his body. Then he turned around quickly, trying to fool Feng Qiyuan with this fake move.

But he failed.

Feng Qiyuan did not take the bait, but stretched out his long legs, stepped to the left, and blocked Wang Lie's path.

While turning around, Wang Lie caught a glimpse of Feng Qiyuan following him and immediately stopped his plan to break through. He supported his body with his left foot, stood in front of the football, protected the ball, and then took advantage of the turn just now to step on the football with his right foot and pull it back.

This caused Feng Qiyuan, who was about to kick the ball, to miss!
But Wang Lie also lost the opportunity to continue attacking. He was still being followed by Feng Qiyuan. In order not to delay the team's overall offensive rhythm, after pulling the ball back, he quickly passed the ball.

Then instead of sprinting into the penalty area, he ran in the opposite direction, away from the penalty area.

Feng Qiyuan did not follow, but pointed at Wang Lie and shouted to his teammates: "Keep an eye on him!"

He had to defend his own zone, but this did not mean that Wang Lie could move freely because other Witton Hill players would come up to defend.

Sure enough, Witton Hill midfielder Jason Oakes moved closer to Wang Lie to prevent him from catching the ball.

After a pass in the frontcourt of Witton Hill, Tyne shot through Sonny Dean.

His low shot forced goalkeeper David Bennett into a brilliant save, with his fingertips pushing the ball over the line, giving Tayne a corner.

The corner kick failed to threaten the Witton Hill goal and the Tyne players failed to even head the ball.

The football was cleared away by Feng Qiyuan.

Then Witten Hill launched a quick counterattack.

The ball was passed to the frontcourt, and forward Esteban Edo tried to dribble the ball into the goal alone, but was approached by Charlie Cohen, who then seized the opportunity and decisively tackled the ball, sending it out of the sideline.

The Tyne players returned to their positions and Witton Hill lost the chance to quickly counterattack. They could only slowly organize the attack and look for opportunities again.

As a central defender, Feng Qiyuan will also press forward appropriately at this time, running from the back line to the forward line, adding a support point for the team's midfield and creating a local numerical advantage.

His other two central defender teammates dragged behind him to fill in for him.

At the same time, his speed also allows him to return to defense in time when the team switches from offense to defense, so his position is relatively more flexible compared to other central defenders.

"As the game progressed, the physical fitness of the players on both sides decreased, and the opportunities they were able to obtain increased. The game gradually became more open..."

"Dylan Moore crosses the ball! Edo heads it... too high!"

"Van Ginkel made a long diagonal pass... Vitini received the ball... stopped beautifully! Cut inside and shot! Slightly off target..."

"Lemanguer...long shot! Gunduzzi! He blocked the ball with his body!"

"Wang Lie retreated to the midfield to get the ball. He was double-teamed by two Witton Hill players and could only pass the ball back..."

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Cai Bokang glanced at the game time on the upper left corner of the live broadcast screen.

The 71st minute of the game.

The score was still 1:2, with Witton Hill at home lagging behind.

It was unclear who would win the game during this period, because both teams had chances but neither seized them.

"Both teams should make adjustments..." he said to himself. "Whether it's strengthening defense or strengthening offense, it will be too late if we don't make adjustments now."

He Zhenyong also nodded in agreement: "The players' physical fitness is almost reaching the critical point."

As soon as the two finished speaking, the TV broadcast cut to the coaching seats of the two teams.

On the Witton Hill side, players wearing training vests were running back from the warm-up area, while on the Tyne side, their left midfielder Gabriel Barreto and right midfielder Tommy Biggins were already standing in front of head coach McNeil, listening to the coach's arrangements.

"It's not about replacing Wang Lie..." Cai Bokang came to this conclusion after seeing the two players who were about to be substituted.

If Wang Lie is to be replaced, the two wingers will not be used.

This should be to replace Vitini and Dean, and then Tyne will change to 451, with Wang Lie alone in front as center.

"Tyne should be playing a defensive counterattack." He Zhenyong also came to a similar conclusion. "Leaving Wang Lie on the field is to deter Wittenhill's defense, especially to make Feng Qiyuan less reckless when he joins the attack..."

Cai Bokang frowned: "Is Tyne overdrawing Wang Lie? Just to compete for the Champions League qualification...Will Wang Lie's risk of injury increase?"

He Zhenyong shook his head: "Didn't we do a physical test for him when he returned to the national team last time? Judging from the results, his physical condition is not at its best, but that's because of the fatigue from the journey. Compared to his age, his physical condition is actually quite good. As for the end of the season, how can we know now? We can only hope that Wang Lie and McNeill are aware of it..."

Being the head coach of a national team is like this, there are many things that are beyond your control.

A player's excellent form at the club may be achieved by overdrawing his body.

When the season ends, the national team can only get the international players who report to the team with tired bodies.

This is also why in the years of national team competitions, many players who perform well in their clubs do not perform well in the national team.

The national team can't say anything, after all, the annual salary and bonus are given by the club, and it is reasonable for the players to do their best for the club. Those players who choose to save their strength in club games for the national team will be scolded and become the negative example of lack of professional ethics.

So as the head coach of the national team, He Zhenyong can only pray that Wang Lie will not be squeezed dry in the next game...

At this time, he no longer thought about the dilemma that he would not have to face with the national team if Wang Lie was not in good condition. ※※※

After completing the substitutions, McNeill indeed ordered the team to shrink and play a defensive counterattack.

It looked like he was content with the one-goal lead and wanted to hold on to it.

Of course, Wittenhill could not miss this opportunity. After replacing two people, he intensified his offensive.

In the process, their defense line was pushed higher and higher.

It has even reached the center line.

In such a large backfield, there was only their goalkeeper Bennett, and the goalkeeper did not stay in the penalty area, but stood in the area between the penalty arc and the center circle.

It’s no wonder that he stood like that, because Tyne hadn’t attacked for five or six minutes.

During this period, the ball was always in the hands of the home team Witton Hill. They passed the ball back and forth, from the backcourt to the frontcourt, and from the left to the right. When the ball entered the penalty area and was cleared by Tyne players, they controlled the second landing point and continued to organize the attack.

The Witton Hill fans on the Lowlands Stadium kept singing, cheering for their team, looking forward to an equalizer or even a buzzer beater!

During this period, Wang Lie did not retreat deep enough to participate in defense as he did before.

Because he is the only one in front now. If he goes back to defend, the team will be in the embarrassing situation of not being able to find anyone when they want to counterattack, and can only take the beating more passively.

On the other hand, his physical strength has declined a lot compared to before. He has to allocate his physical energy more reasonably and use it where it counts.

Without returning to defense, he has been cruising horizontally in the front during this period. Wherever the football is, which direction Wittenhill is attacking, he is there, so that once his teammates steal the ball, he can quickly go up to meet and create opportunities.

When he moved back and forth, Feng Qiyuan did not follow him like he did in the first half, but stayed in the middle.

As long as Brother Wang doesn't catch the ball, he won't come over.

He would just look at Brother Wang from time to time to confirm his current location.

More often than not, he focuses on his team's offense.

Now Wittenhill takes the ball and attacks on the right side.

Players from both sides on the field are moving towards this side, so the center of gravity of the lineup naturally shifts to this side.

Wang Liedu was pulled over here - from Tyne's perspective, it should be the left side.

Witton Hill's right center back David Johnston moved closer to Wang Lie, controlling the defense of this wing to prevent Wang Lie from getting the ball without any defense.

Feng Qiyuan, who was in the middle, also moved to that side, mainly to assist Johnston in defense.

Witton Hill striker Josh Finley got the ball on the wing in the frontcourt. He pulled to the wing to receive the ball, and then tried to play a two-on-one wall pass with his teammate who was approaching.

As a result, his intention was too obvious and was seen through by Tyne left-back Charlie Cohen, who ran close to him, intercepted the ball before him, and passed it to substitute left winger Tommy Biggins.

As soon as Cohen intercepted the ball, Wang Lie had already started to move - he first moved horizontally to the sideline, and then moved forward!

Before Tommy Biggins received the ball, he looked up and observed the front. When he saw Wang Lie start to run, he kicked the football hard towards the front court!
"Tain strikes back!"

While Wang Lie was running forward, he was still looking back to observe the situation behind him. When he saw Biggins making a long pass, he immediately retracted his gaze and sprinted with all his strength.

Witton Hill's center back David Johnston's attention was drawn to the football. By the time he saw Biggins' long pass and started running, it was too late.

As soon as he started, he was left behind by Wang Lie and died early!

"Good shot! Wang Lie!!"

"Feng Qiyuan!"

Luo Jin and Zhao Chuanfeng shouted out two completely different names almost at the same time.

At this moment, only two people appeared on the TV broadcast!
One is Wang Lie who is rushing forward along the sideline.

The other one was Feng Qiyuan who was running back from the ribs.

Both of them were aiming for the football that was bouncing and running quickly forward on the grass in front of them!

When Cai Bokang saw this scene, he suddenly exclaimed "Eh", but he soon stopped making any sound and stared at the screen intently.

The scene of Wang Lie and Feng Qiyuan chasing a football instantly reminded him of the 15th round of the league, when Sofia United challenged Witton Hill away.

Also in this stadium...even in this half!

At that time, Wang Lie and Feng Qiyuan started a race to chase the football.

Wang Lie's position is further forward than Feng Qiyuan and closer to the football.

But the final result was that Feng Qiyuan caught up with Wang Lie and snatched the football away by "stealing it", leaving Wang Lie in great embarrassment.

This moment is like that moment!
So he was excited initially.

But he soon realized that Wang Lie's current physical condition was completely different from that at the end of last year, so the outcome of this contest might not be the same as before.

On the other hand, the old monk He Zhenyong, who was sitting next to him, seemed particularly calm and not startled at all.

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The stands at the Lowlands Stadium were filled with boos and exclamations from the Witton Hill fans. Of course, there were also cheers from the Tyne fans, but they were so subtle that they were almost indistinguishable.

Unless you were there, right next to the stands where the Tyne fans were gathered, you would have heard what they were shouting:
"China Wang, GO!! GO!! GO!!!"

Feng Qiyuan started his attack only after he saw Wang Lie cross the center line.

He was still some distance away from Wang Lie, and it was a diagonal line, so the distance was a little far. But he did not give up, but took long steps to chase the football.

At the same time, observing Wang Lie's position.

Watching Brother Wang swinging his arms quickly and running wildly, he seemed to see the scene in the fifteenth round in a trance.

At that time he...

As soon as this thought arose in his mind, Feng Qiyuan immediately drove it out and stopped thinking about it. He just ran, ran as fast as he could!
He didn't dare to bet that Brother Wang's physical condition would be the same as in the fifteenth round of the league...

In the early stages of his run, Wang Lie did not turn his head to look at Feng Qiyuan's position.

He just stared at the football in front of him, as if he was measuring his speed on a treadmill, squeezing the air in his lungs to the maximum, pumping it into the blood, and then urging the blood to rush to various muscles, driving his body forward.

After nearly eighty minutes of competition, he actually had very little physical strength left, but he still managed to save some strength when he was resting and adjusting on the court just now.

Now he is ready to release all of this power without leaving any room for doubt!
"Wang is leading now! But Feng's speed in chasing back is very fast! He is the fastest central defender in the Premier League!"

Feng Qiyuan chased back hard and got closer and closer to the football.

But at the same time, Wang Lie was getting closer and closer to football.

After Feng Qiyuan kicked out with all his strength, he simply used his left foot to tackle the football. He was going to destroy the football before Brother Wang received it!
At the same time, Wang Lie also stretched out his right foot and poked the football... and he actually poked the ball before Feng Qiyuan's left foot could reach it!

He poked the football inwards, then quickly jumped up to avoid it!
Feng Qiyuan slid and tackled!

The football that was poked out by Wang Lie hit his left calf and bounced up, then hit the shin guard of Wang Lie who jumped up to avoid the tackle!

Finally bounce forward!
Wang Lie jumped over Feng Qiyuan's body in the air, but because he jumped too hastily, he was hit by the football and staggered when he landed, but he still tried hard to maintain his balance!
And Feng Qiyuan slid directly out of the sideline...

Wang Lie didn't look back at him. He tried to adjust his pace and chase the football!

The boos from the low-lying field were overwhelming, like a hurricane blowing through the football field.

Wang Lie and Feng Qiyuan were both too fast just now. Now when he got rid of Feng Qiyuan and caught up with the football, the other Witton Hill players had not yet caught up.

Only their goalkeeper David Bennett chose to abandon the goal and face Wang Lie alone in a somewhat tragic manner!

"Wang Lie!!!"

"WAAAAAANG——!"

The commentators seemed to have anticipated what would happen next, and they all shouted Wang Lie's name excitedly.

The boos in the low-lying stadium were loud enough to cause temporary deafness!
When Wang Lie was about to catch up with the football, he looked up at the goalkeeper who was about ten meters away from him.

The scene was too easy for him.

He swung his right foot like a fully drawn bow.

Goalkeeper Bennett thought Wang Lie would shoot low - because that is the most difficult ball to save when the goalkeeper is attacking.

So he quickly lowered his center of gravity and prepared to roll the ball.

As a result, Wang Lie raised his right leg high, but dropped it gently, and when he kicked the football, it turned into a lob shot!

His right foot was like a shovel, shoveling into the gap between the football and the grass, then he raised his toes and lifted the football into the air!

Seeing the football being picked up, Bennett's legs that supported his body suddenly lost strength. He fell to the ground and could only look up at the football flying over his head!
Then it landed in the small penalty area behind him, bounced, and rushed forward...

Of course he could no longer see this scene, but he could still hear the fans booing.

For about half a second, the storm of boos suddenly died down, then grew louder than before!

He turned around and saw the football stopped in the goal, under the net.

"Wang! Wang Lie! This is almost a goal that kills the game! Tyne leads Witton Hill 3:1 away from home! These two teams, one is competing for the Champions League qualification, the other is competing for the European Cup qualification. They are direct competitors, and now the winner must be decided!"

"GOAL!! Wang Lie! He scored again! A brace! Can you believe it?! This was scored by a 38-year-old veteran after a long run, an extreme sprint, and dribbling past a player in the 82nd minute of the game! Incredible! How much gas is left in his tank?!"

(End of this chapter)