Su Changwei glanced at Yu Hanchao, who was sweating profusely, and complained in his heart:

[Isn’t this equivalent to...Yu Hanchao coming back on the field with full health and mana?]

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As soon as Su Changwei came on the field, the Jordanian team was obviously very wary. The overall formation was compressed and they no longer dared to use all their strength when attacking.

After all, it is the name of a person and the shadow of a tree. No matter how ignorant the Jordan team is, they would not dare to underestimate "Real Madrid's No. 10 player"!

That was the superstar who had just reversed course and beat Barcelona of the Cosmos team four weeks ago!

He is a terrifying existence that makes the third-generation football king Messi angry!

It even overshadows Cristiano Ronaldo, who is half a step away from being on par with the third-generation world champion!

With such awe, when Su Changwei advanced with the ball for the first time, Jordan directly sent four generals to block him!

Encountered at such a close range, even if Messi or Maradona were possessed, they would probably have to give up the attack temporarily...

Su Changwei did not dare to force a breakthrough. He just pedaled on the spot and handed the ball back to Hao Junmin, who was the core organizer.

Seeing that the Jordanian team gathered heavy troops to defend Su Changwei, and almost no one was watching on the other side, Hao Junmin immediately launched a through ball and found Yu Dabao, who had just appeared!

I saw Yu Dabao using his physical advantage to forcefully break through the Jordanian right back, and then shoot from the left side of the penalty area!

Goalkeeper Shafi fought hard to block the ball, but the football did not fly far. Instead, it came to Yu Dabao's feet again. The latter was not polite and volleyed the ball twice, finally blasting the ball into the net!

3:1!

The Chinese team almost sealed the victory!

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【Did I get the wrong script?】

Seeing Yu Dabao kneeling down and rushing directly to the corner flag area, Su Changwei couldn't help but complain in his heart:

[Didn’t I agree that I am the protagonist?]

【Is his luck much higher than mine?!】

In this first goal, Su Changwei's sense of presence was that he stepped on a bicycle with his right foot before passing the ball to Hao Junmin...

Fortunately, the public’s eyes are sharp.

As a famous commentator, Liu Jianhong used his well-founded opinions to prove why he is qualified to sit in the live broadcast room:

"It was precisely because of Su Changwei's presence that he attracted half the Jordanian team's defense, which resulted in an empty left wing, and Yu Dabao was able to easily get two shooting opportunities!"

"I can responsibly say that Su Changwei takes at least 80% of the credit for this goal!"

"Even if he stands there and does nothing, Jordan still has to send half the team to defend him!"

"He is the strategic nuclear weapon of our Chinese team!"

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The score changed from 2:1 to 3:1, and the game entered the last 10 minutes.

The Jordan team chose to fight to the death and used up all the substitutions in one go, all of which were used to strengthen the offense!

At this moment, they didn't care about "strategic nuclear weapons" and directly pressed forward, hoping to score two goals in 10 minutes and equalize the score!

As long as they can get a draw, they can rely on the number of goals scored and the relationship between victory and defeat to squeeze out the Chinese team and advance to the next round!

A draw will qualify!

But the team opposite them is much more familiar with this goal than they are!

This sentence... is a curse!

The Jordanian team, which fought against the odds and was desperate, not only failed to achieve the results they wanted, but fell into the Chinese team's defensive quagmire.

Zheng Zhi, Qin Sheng, Zhao Xuri, and Zhang Linpeng, these four famous warriors, formed a strangulation formation in front of the penalty area. Those who entered the formation were simply killed!

A forward of the Jordanian team who had just come on as a substitute was hit by a lightning whip kick from Qin Sheng. He couldn't get up for a long time and lost his combat effectiveness. He had to be carried to the sidelines on a stretcher for emergency treatment.

And in the 88th minute, Su Changwei, who had been silent for 11 minutes, finally showed his power!

This was a backcourt interception from Zhang Linpeng, which directly found Su Changwei on the wing. Under the personal interference of two defensive players, the latter still dribbled the ball to a distance of nearly 30 meters in one breath, and then took off from the wing of the penalty area.

Footshot!

The football drew a clear arc in the air, far bypassing the goalkeeper's fingers, grazing the uprights and hitting the dead center!

4:1!

"The Chinese team must win~~~"

"Dong dong dong~~~"

The drums sounded like thunder.

The atmosphere of this stadium finally reached its peak at this moment!

As for Liu Jianhong, the famous CCTV commentator took a look at the 89th minute of the game. His throat felt scratchy and he couldn't help but utter the classic words he had said countless times:

"There is not much time left for the Jordan team!"

"The Chinese team must not be careless!"
Chapter completed!