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Looking at the Chinese youth team receding like a tide, Troussier felt an ominous premonition in his heart.

Since meeting Zeng Zheng in the World Cup, the French coach's brows have never seemed to relax.

The Chinese team is still the same Chinese team.

Yellow people are still yellow people.

But whether he led an African team or an Asian team, he felt like he was being beaten to death by his opponents.

Is it because I am not good at studying?

Or am I not going to lead a third world team?

Troussier fell into self-doubt.

"Oh, my God!" Kato exclaimed into the microphone.

"Chinese team No. 7 Li Yi's shot hit the post. He almost scored."

"This was the Chinese team's first attack and they almost scored."

"Our defense needs to be careful!"

“The Chinese team’s offense is no joke!”

"Team members, come on!" Mikami, who was the guest, didn't understand football, but she knew when to come on.

After the goal kick was taken, the Nissei team quickly passed the ball to the midfield.

But what they faced was still the same situation as before.

The two forwards sauntered towards the ball carrier like mayflies.

There doesn't seem to be any hostility, but no one knows whether they will suddenly show murderous intent in the next second.

Once the ball is sent behind the forward of the China Youth Team, the two forwards will immediately turn around and form a circle with their teammates behind them.

Entering is easy.

Breaking out is difficult!

Looking at the midfield of the Chinese Youth Team, these Japanese Youth Team members seemed to see a giant pocket monster, pointing at them with its big mouth open and whispering to themselves:

"Come on, come on! Come in!"

this...

You are obviously trying to seduce me!

Once you get in, you can't get out!

"Is this the Chinese team's Bagua array?" Qingyun Rongchun was stunned.

"No matter what formation it is, we have to have someone break in and give it a try!" the assistant coach on the side said softly.

Just when the Nissei team was at a loss what to do, Shinji Ono raised his hand.

"Give me the ball!"

"Ono, you..."

"Ichikawa-kun, please trust me again!"

"Hi yi!"

Daisuke Ichikawa pushed quickly with his right foot, and the ball quickly rolled to Shinji Ono's feet.

Facing the young and middle-aged players who were gradually gathering in front of him, Shinji Ono cheered himself up from the bottom of his heart.

"Isn't this the moment you have been waiting for after years of hard training?"

"I can do it!"

Whoosh!

Shinji Ono flicked the ball forward to the right, and then quickly caught up with the ball.

Facing the oncoming Zhao Junzhe and Xu Yunlong, Ono pushed with his left foot, and then squeezed through the middle of the two Chinese youth team members before they "closed the door".

"Pass it back again!"

In fact, before Ono Shinji could speak, Endo Yasuhito had already pushed back with his kick and sent the ball in front of Ono Shinji again.

This is not just a tacit understanding developed over a long period of time.

Yasuhito Endo knows very well that he does not have the ball-protecting ability of Shinji Ono.

Using his body to lean against Xu Yunlong who was catching up, Ono stretched out his foot to control Endo's return pass.

Then there was a change of pace, and before Xu Yunlong could react, he distributed the ball to the other side again.

"plateau!"

"good!"

This time, Shinji Ono did not move forward.

Instead, he paused, ran sideways from behind Xu Yunlong, and came to the center of the three defense lines of the Chinese Youth Team.

At the same time, Naotai Takahara jumped in front of the Zhongqing team's tackle and kicked the return pass back to Ono's feet.

The knocked down Naotai Takahara disappeared directly from Shinji Ono's sight, temporarily losing this coordination point.

And Endo, who played for him for the first time, was also cut off from him.

The only one who can handle him is Junichi Inamoto, who is always surrounded by middle-aged and youth players.

At this time, the captain of the Japanese youth team was surrounded by the Chinese youth team members.

Bang!!!

There was an impact from the left rear.

Shinji Ono stood firm and tried his best to protect the ball.

"I haven't lost yet!"

"I must not lose this ball!"

Looking around, all you see is red.

Xu Yunlong, who had just escaped, turned around and stood in front of him again.

"Damn, this guy is so difficult!"

Although he couldn't see it, Shinji Ono knew that behind the red Great Wall, his teammates must be constantly moving around, looking for opportunities.

At this time, the encirclement of the Chinese Youth Team has been completed.

Xu Yunlong took a step forward and stretched out his feet, intending to complete the final "kill" step.

As long as you...as long as you can break through this last line of defense...

"In order to kick this back pass, Gao Yuan still hasn't gotten up yet..."

"Zhongshan and Bohu are waiting for me now!"

"I can't throw the ball away here!"

Thinking of this, Shinji Ono, who had already exhausted all his remaining energy to protect the ball, suddenly felt a surge of strength from nowhere.

"Asshole, don't underestimate the bond between us!!!"

He pushed hard with his left foot, pushed away the bumping Lu Bofei, then accelerated and kicked the ball to the right.

At the same time, the right foot that was following the support also happened to stop in front of the rapidly rolling ball.

The ball speed is already fast.

Another hit on the arch of Ono's foot caused a change of direction. Xu Yunlong, who stepped forward to steal the ball, was unable to react at all for a moment.

With a fried ball that broke the limit, Ono Shinji broke away from the siege with the ball.

"ah!"

"ah!"

Two screams came from behind.

Lu Bofei, who was trying his best to keep up, couldn't dodge and collided with Xu Yunlong.

After breaking through the encirclement of the Zhongqing team, Ono Shinji's eyes suddenly opened up.

At a glance, he saw his teammates in front of him raising their hands and running.

"Mr. Bohu, it's up to you!"

Whoosh!

Ono straightened the instep of his right foot, used his last bit of strength to fall to the ground, and aimed at Ryuuji Todo's foot, thrusting his foot straight to the ground.

Looking at Ryuji Todo who was running away, Shinji Ono's eyes flashed.
To be continued...