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Chapter 107 Huang Zhong Da Lu
When Feng Qiyuan kicked out, he was indeed gambling, betting that he could kick the ball out of the sideline before Brother Wang.

Why gamble?
Because he didn't have the confidence to defend against Brother Wang's breakthrough this time.

In terms of speed before the tackle, he and Brother Wang were tied...

But Brother Wang is thirty-eight years old!

At the age of 26, he is as good as Brother Wang, who is 38, in running speed. Does he still have the confidence to prevent Brother Wang's breakthrough this time?

This fear almost made him lose his cool head and he had no choice but to gamble.

Of course, he lost the bet.

As he slid off the court, he turned his head to look at Brother Wang's back as he staggered after the ball, and couldn't help but recall the last time the two sides met.

At that time, he also saw Wang Ge’s back, but he quickly let Wang Ge see his back…

Now, in less than half a year, the roles of both parties have completely reversed.

Feng Qiyuan slid out of the field and stopped when he hit the billboard on the side of the field. At the same time, Wang Lie on the field had already kicked the ball past the attacking goalkeeper Bennett.

Feng Qiyuan leaned against the billboard and watched the football fly into the goal. The Witton Hill fans in the stands behind him suddenly fell silent, without even a swear word.

Like Feng Qiyuan, they watched the scene in silence.

After scoring the goal, Wang Lie celebrated as elegantly as his previous shot. He did not run wildly to celebrate, but stood where he was, opened his arms, turned around, and waited for his teammates to come up from the backcourt to celebrate with him.

He didn't have to wait too long, as Tyne's players soon rushed over, surrounded him, hugged him and high-fived him to celebrate.

He was quickly overwhelmed.

Feng Qiyuan just got up from the ground at this time, looking at the scene in the field, he stood there with his hands on his hips.

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"Great Wang! It's right to keep him on the court!" McNeill gritted his teeth while hugging assistant coach Varo to celebrate.

When deciding to make substitutions in the 70th minute, they discussed whether to replace Wang Lie and keep Vitini and Dean, or replace Vitini and Dean and keep Wang Lie.

Finally decided to keep Wang Lie.

Although they were also worried about Wang Lie's physical fitness, after all, he was so old and had to fight continuously and start in every game.

Moreover, in order to get rid of Feng Qiyuan's close defense in the first half, the players moved around a large area and ran a far distance beyond that of normal games, which would consume their physical energy faster and more.

But McNeill always felt that being one goal ahead was not safe. If Wang Lie was replaced and he had to rely on Vitini and Dean, it might not be enough to deter Wittenhill. They would press forward in a big way. If they lost a ball at the last moment and the three points became one point, it would be a fatal blow to the team's Champions League dream.

It would also create a rift between Wang Lie and himself - this was the last thing he could allow.

Now this ball has made him more determined in his thinking: when the game is tense, unless Wang Lie takes the initiative to apply, he will never be replaced early!
Varro asked doubtfully, "So what happened to the king in the first half of the season? Can trust and respect really stimulate the potential in the king's body?"

McNeill smiled and shook his head: "I don't know, who cares! We have to thank Helden! No matter what the reason is, he gave us the best king!"

At this moment, he saw the Tyne players who were celebrating on the field turned around and walked back one after another. Wang Lie, who was originally surrounded in the middle, emerged and made a substitution gesture to him on the sidelines!

McNeill was stunned for a moment, and then his heart beat violently:

Is the king injured?
But he quickly suppressed his worries and arranged for replacements without losing his composure or panicking.

He let Peter Oliver, who had just returned from injury, replace Wang Lie.

Oliver's scoring ability is far inferior to Wang Lie's, but he can help the team well in defense. He has physical strength and heading skills. In addition, he can use his body and skills to control the ball and delay time in the front.

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He Zhenyong and Cai Bokang in front of the TV had the same concerns. When they saw Wang Lie take the initiative to apply for a substitution, they looked at each other and saw surprise on each other's faces.

"Did you pull it when you were sprinting just now?" Cai Bokang murmured.

"Bah, you have a bad mouth!" He Zhenyong reflexively wanted to cover his mouth.

Cai Bokang also quickly spat: "Pooh, pooh, pooh!"

But the worried expression on his face did not disappear, instead he still looked at the screen worriedly.

At this time, neither of them thought about Wang Lie's injury, which would end his core dispute with Chi Zhen and restore peace within the Chinese team.

Now no one wants Wang Lie to withdraw from the competition due to injury...

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"Ariel is injured?"

Wei Qin exclaimed.

Tang Xingmei didn't answer immediately because she was observing carefully and couldn't make up her mind.

But her father Tang Lingfeng beside her kept repeating: "Impossible, impossible, it's not possible...Alie doesn't look very painful, he shouldn't be injured..."

"Don't worry, Mom. I'll call him and ask after the game." Tang Xingmei used these words to comfort her mother a little.

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Feng Qiyuan was also surprised when he saw Wang Lie take the initiative to make a gesture to replace him.

The first thing that came to his mind was that Brother Wang had strained a muscle in the sprint race with him just now.

If this was true...that was the result he least wanted to see.

He and Brother Wang are rivals, not enemies. Of course, he doesn't want Brother Wang to get hurt just because Brother Wang makes him feel embarrassed when defending him.

But soon he saw Wang Lie bid farewell to his teammates and walked to the sidelines first.

Judging from the way he walked and his expression, he didn't look like he was in any pain from being injured.

He didn't walk fast, but his steps were steady.

Based on the intuition and experience of a professional player, Feng Qiyuan felt that Brother Wang should not be injured.

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There are still procedures for substitutions. Wang Lie first walked to the sidelines to explain the situation to the head coach, because he saw that even the team doctor had taken action... If he didn't take the initiative to come over to explain, he might be carried on a stretcher.

"What's the matter, Wang? Are you feeling unwell?" When Wang Lie walked to the sidelines, McNeill, who had been waiting on the sidelines, asked impatiently.

Wang Lie shook his head with a smile on his face: "No, boss, I'm not feeling unwell."

"Then you..." McNeill was even more puzzled.

"I'm a little tired, boss, and I want to come down and rest."

After saying that, he looked at McNeill who had no reaction and said, "No?"

McNeill came back to his senses and nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, of course."

Then he breathed a sigh of relief: "You scared me to death, Wang! I thought you were injured!"

Wang Lie laughed out loud: "That's not the case!"

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"Okay, he's definitely not hurt." Seeing Wang Lie smiling happily, Cai Bokang breathed a sigh of relief.

He Zhenyong also had a relaxed smile on his face: "He must be tired, so he took the initiative to apply for a rest."

Cai Bokang was in the mood to joke: "It's reassuring that he took the initiative to apply for a rest. This at least proves that he is not a tireless robot... Recently, the rumors on the Internet have become more and more outrageous, saying that Wang Lie has a system blessing, that Wang Lie is the latest intelligent simulation robot, and that Wang Lie was abducted by aliens and his body was replaced..."

"Ha! Xiao Cai, you're right. I've also read the analysis of netizens. It really seems to be true. I almost believe it..."

He Zhenyong and Cai Bokang are no longer paying attention to the live broadcast of the game.

Regardless of the final outcome of this game, the performances of the two Chinese players, Wang Lie and Feng Qiyuan, were quite good. As coaches of the Chinese national team, they are very satisfied with the result.

When you relax, you can naturally chat casually.

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"I don't think we need to call..." Tang Xingmei smiled to her mother, "Alie can still laugh so happily, which means he is definitely not injured!"

Wei Qin also breathed a sigh of relief and patted her chest: "It's good that you're not injured, it's good that you're not injured."

Tang Lingfeng repeated, "I told you, how can he get injured so easily? He has only been injured a few times in his career..."

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"After scoring the goal, Wang Lie took the initiative to apply for substitution, but he was not injured. He must have run out of energy. This is perfectly normal. Don't forget his age just because you saw him rushing down the wing and dodge Feng Qiyuan's goal. He is now a 38-year-old veteran, and he has been in the starting lineup for consecutive games. He is the undisputed main force of Tyne. With his age and body, it is already remarkable that he can hold on until now!"

Luo Jin explained to the worried Chinese fans in front of the TV and comforted them.

Connor Cowley sighed and added insult to injury to Sofia and Heldon:
"I have seen players who are still playing in the top leagues at the age of 38, 39, and even 40, but none of them can be compared with Wang now. What Wang showed on the court was not only his experience and awareness as a veteran, but also his excellent physical fitness. He was not at a disadvantage in the competition with a group of young people!
"Wang is an absolute phenomenon in the Premier League today! Who would have thought that just four months ago, he was almost without a ball to play?! I don't know if Sofia United will regret letting Wang go now. With the points Wang won for Tyne, if they were put on Heldon's team, then now, let alone the Champions League qualification, the league championship is entirely possible!"

Tyne's substitution was so quick that Wang Lie didn't even return to the field, he just stood on the sidelines.

After a while, Peter Olivi completed all the preparations before the substitution, high-fived him and ran onto the court.

Wang Lie walked to the bench and sat down directly. He had hugged his coach and teammates one by one while waiting on the sidelines. After sitting down, he took the towel handed to him by his teammates and simply wiped the sweat off his body, then put it around his neck. He kicked off his sneakers, pulled down his socks, and took off his shin guards and put them aside.

After doing all this, Vitini next to him handed him a bottle of water with the cap unscrewed.

After thanking Vitini, Wang Lie took the drink and took a sip before slumping back in his seat, watching the game still going on with a contented smile on his face.

Only the obvious rise and fall of his chest proved how intense the game he had just played was.

After helping the team gain a two-goal lead, he could finally take a break.

Whether he can maintain these two-goal advantage depends entirely on his teammates.

He believed they could do it.

That's why he took the initiative to apply to leave.

In the past, his fight would never end until the referee blew the whistle to end the game.

Wang Lie, who was half lying on the chair, even crossed his legs, looking like he was camping on a low-lying field.

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In fact, the game on the field was definitely not as easy and comfortable as Wang Lie showed.

Although they were two goals behind, there were still fifteen or sixteen minutes left in the game including injury time.

It is certainly difficult to score two goals in this time, but considering that Tyne has lost its sharpest claw, it may not be impossible for Witten Hill to go all out and fight to the death.

So after the game restarted, Witton Hill did launch the most fierce counterattack towards the Tyne goal.

The central defender Feng Qiyuan was simply pushed to the forward position by head coach Ramanna and became a center forward.

Looks to use his height and heading to create chances.

The final stage of the game was actually very intense and stalemate.

Especially in the first seven or eight minutes, Witton Hill almost besieged Tyne in the half.

But thanks to the united defense, Tyne finally held on.

After the game entered injury time, although there were still six minutes left, Witten Hill's offensive weakened.

Because they also realized that even if they could score a goal in the last few minutes, it would not change the outcome of the game and they would still lose.

The fighting spirit of the Witton Hill players was thus completely worn out.

The six minutes of injury time completely turned into garbage time.

When the referee blew the whistle to end the game, Wang Lie stood up from his seat on the bench, raised his arms and celebrated the victory with his teammates.

At the end of the game, the TV broadcast quickly cut to Tyne's bench, and Wang Lie's upper body appeared in the close-up shot. Commentators from all over the world tacitly began to "praise" Wang Lie.

"The game is over! 3:1! Tyne beat Witton Hill away from home! Since publicly announcing their intention to qualify for the Champions League, Tyne has won two games in a row! There are seven games left, and they have points, only one point away from fifth-placed Waltham! They are indeed moving towards their goal step by step! And all of this is brought about by Wang!"

"Wang scored twice and assisted once in this game, creating all three goals of the team! This is also his third consecutive league game in which he has scored! So far this season, he has scored a total of fifteen goals, including fourteen for Tyne and one for Sofia United! Many people thought that he might not be able to achieve the achievement of scoring at least twenty goals for seventeen consecutive seasons... But now it seems that he still has a chance, and it is not small - five goals is not an unattainable goal for him now!"

"The main contributor to Tyne's transformation! The best player of the game! The legendary superstar Wang's amazing road to victory continues! His second goal in this game is very impressive! If he can maintain this state, it is not a pipe dream for Tyne to qualify for the Champions League!"

"Keep going, Wang! Keep creating miracles! Football is too boring nowadays, we need you to stir up some waves! Leading a relegation team into the Champions League zone? It's really exciting just to think about it! If you can really do it, it will be the greatest achievement in European football in the past five years! Second only to the 'Seven Crowns' myth you created at Sofia! Ahaha!"

In close-up shots, Wang Lie and his teammates high-fived and hugged each other to celebrate their victory.

Then he walked onto the court, high-fiving, hugging and celebrating with teammates he met along the way.

Finally he walked in front of Feng Qiyuan.

The latter was standing there in a daze with his hands on his hips, as if he had not yet recovered from the disappointment of losing the game.

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Feng Qiyuan was indeed in a daze, tasting the bitterness of failure alone.

So when Wang Lie walked up to him, he did not react immediately, but continued to remain in a daze.

It wasn't until Wang Lie patted his shoulder that he came back to his senses: "Brother Wang?"

Wang Lie smiled and nodded at him: "Although he didn't shut me out again, he played very well."

Feng Qiyuan couldn't tell for a moment whether Brother Wang was mocking him or praising him. He opened his mouth and looked at Brother Wang without saying anything.

Wang Lie waved his hand when he saw him like this: "I'm serious, you kicked very well."

After confirming that Brother Wang was really praising him, Feng Qiyuan finally showed a relieved smile on his face: "Thanks, Brother Wang. But I can't compare with you at all. Your current state... is amazing! Especially that ball you scored at the end..."

He shook his head and continued, "I feel like you're not thirty-eight, Brother Wang. You're twenty-eight!"

"It's not that exaggerated..." Wang Lie waved his hand and smiled.

Actually, my body is thirty-four years old.

He added in his mind.

"Really? It's not an exaggeration at all. I'm quite confident in my speed, but this time, I was a little afraid of being left behind by you, so I just stepped forward to tackle... but you still got past me!" Feng Qiyuan sighed.

"Actually, if you didn't make the tackle and stuck to me, I might not have a chance to score the ball." Wang Lie felt that Feng Qiyuan's tackle was indeed inappropriate.

Feng Qiyuan shook his head repeatedly: "I'm scared by your speed. I don't dare to gamble. What if you speed up and run the ball away?"

Wang Lie laughed out loud: "Actually, I'm exhausted. I'm holding on with my last breath. If you put more pressure on me, I might lose the ball."

Feng Qiyuan was stunned for a moment, not understanding whether Brother Wang was being modest or serious.

Seeing this, Wang Lie explained: "It's true. Didn't you see that I didn't run to celebrate after the goal?"

Feng Qiyuan was very surprised: "Ah? You don't celebrate because you are tired? I thought you were just trying to be cool..."

Wang Lie laughed and gave another piece of evidence: "I took the initiative to ask to leave after the celebration."

Feng Qiyuan's eyes widened: "Brother Wang, are you really exhausted?"

"Yes. Actually, it shouldn't have been that necessary, but you kept running after me in the first half, which still made me consume a lot of energy." Wang Lie said.

So my performance in the first half wasn't that bad?

After Feng Qiyuan heard what Brother Wang said, he thought so in his mind, and he felt a little better.

Then he heard Wang Lie say to him: "I actually have something I want to tell you, Xiao Feng."

"Ah? What's going on?"

"You know what? I have a dream, which is to win the World Cup."

Feng Qiyuan stared at Wang Lie blankly.

Of course he knew, everyone knew that.

When he was a kid playing football in the youth team, he even wrote a diary with Wang Ge's dream as the theme. In the diary, he said that his dream was the same as Wang Ge's, which was to wear the Chinese team's jersey and win the World Cup. He would train hard and strive for this goal.

Of course, as he grew up, he realized that this goal was almost impossible to achieve for Chinese football. His childhood dream was actually more of a "ignorance is fearless" delusion and daydream.

Now he didn't know why Brother Wang suddenly brought up the old matter again.

It is indeed "old news"...

Since the 2034 World Cup in Saudi Arabia, he has rarely heard such bold words as "winning the World Cup".

He thought that from that time on, Brother Wang had given up this dream.

After all, everyone is saying that the 2034 Saudi World Cup will be the last World Cup in Wang Ge’s career. He no longer has the opportunity to participate in the World Cup and pursue his dream.

So even if Wang Ge had not retired, he would no longer regard winning the World Cup as his ultimate goal because it is unrealistic.

He never expected that Wang Lie's next words would make him speechless.

"I have never given up on this dream. Next year's World Cup is my last chance. In order to achieve this goal, I will do my best to make myself better, just like I am now."

Wang Lie pointed at himself and continued:

"But I can't do it alone, so I hope my teammates in the national team can work harder and become stronger. When everyone becomes stronger, we can achieve that goal together... Your performance in the club is actually very good, but I hope you can get better. However, I don't seem to be in a position to ask you to do this, so if you don't want to, forget it, it's okay, you don't have to have any psychological burden."

Wang Lie's tone was very relaxed when he said this, as if he was really talking about a trivial matter.

But Feng Qiyuan was extremely shocked!
Wang Lie continued, "...but if you also want to win the World Cup and are willing to put in more effort, sweat and hard work to make yourself stronger, then exchange jerseys with me, and make a promise to me, and we will fight together."

Wang Lie pulled up the front of his jersey and looked at Feng Qiyuan with burning eyes.

Feng Qiyuan only felt that his head was still buzzing, as if a big bell was being hit hard right above his head.

The sound was not in his ears, but beneath his scalp, deep in his brain... echoing in every inch of his nerves.

It was like the sound of a huge bell, which made his heart flutter.

(End of this chapter)