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After Qin Xiong finished warming up, he came to Comain's side and listened to Comain's substitution arrangements and tactical requirements for the field.
Comain put his arm around Qin Xiong's shoulder and looked at the field. He said to Qin Xiong lightly, "PSV Eindhoven is fighting for victory. They have the same idea as us. They are not willing to play overtime that will cause more consumption. The problem now is that this is the Philips Grand Stadium, PSV Eindhoven's home ground. They must attack with a tough stance and suppress us into a weak team that can be bullied. They need a victory to stimulate their morale and complete the reversal in the league tournament in the second half of the season. This is their problem. They have thrown their rationality aside a little. Although they are forced, we have a natural advantage in the situation. What is our problem? Creativity, a passer who creates a fatal opportunity. This is the moment when you should play your role. You don't have to consume too much, you don't have to go deep into the opponent's half of the field to make the opponent nervous, or even be premeditated by the opponent to invade you. You have the strength to dominate the field. Now, go up and play it. Let us use our rationality to destroy PSV Eindhoven's ambition. "
Qin Xiong nodded calmly.
A minute later, Qin Xiong replaced the veteran midfielder Galasek.
At the same time as he appeared on the field, Robben, Kežman, and Romedar, who were sitting on the PSV Eindhoven's bench, looked serious at the same time.
Robben was unwilling to give up.
The last time they lost to Ajax was still fresh in their memory.
It was this China player!
It could be said that he turned everything around and made the victory that PSV Eindhoven had in their hands disappear.
Now he was on the field!
Robben's inner desire to fight suddenly surged!
Unfortunately, Hiddink did not make a substitution. One must know that PSV Eindhoven was playing in an away game against Ajax again in a few days. It was disadvantageous in itself. He needed to let the main players get sufficient rest.
They were conserving their strength for the upcoming battle in a few days.
Park Ji-sung's expression became more serious as he looked at the relaxed Qin Xiong replacing Galasek in the defensive midfielder position. It was a tit for tat with Park Ji-sung, the offensive midfielder.
After a few months, Park Ji-sung was still Park Ji-sung.
Qin Xiong, however, did not seem to be the Qin Xiong who had galloped in the Philips Stadium last time.
He was more confident and relaxed, unlike his wild and unrestrained self from a few months ago.
After Qin Xiong entered the stage, he shuttled back and forth between the middle and back of the stage. Although Park Ji-sung followed him like a shadow, he was unable to interfere with Qin Xiong at all.
Because Qin Xiong had been kicking the ball, kicking the ball, and kicking the ball decisively.
It was as if he could see and hear everything.
While strolling, he received the passes from his teammates while running, so that his teammates could see him. At the same time, he could also see the overall situation. He did not need to think or observe. Before he touched the ball, he could comfortably send the ball to his teammates' feet.
Just like the last time he played against Park Ji-sung, Qin Xiong did not care where the other party came from, nor did he have the concept of the Asian confrontation that the media bragged about.
In the Netherlands, there were no gods above the peak.
This was the place where the rookies rose and the veterans retired.
The gods who truly stood at the peak of the Grassi world existed in the five major leagues, or even smaller, the four major leagues and the three major leagues.
So, why would there be the concept of who to defeat?
That in itself did not mean anything.
Everyone was on the road of growth and improvement. They had not yet reached the highest stage. How could they talk about the sense of accomplishment of conquering?
Within ten minutes after Qin Xiong entered the stage, PSV Eindhoven was very wary of Qin Xiong's outburst.
But when they found that Qin Xiong was just firmly in the midfield and did not move forward aggressively, PSV Eindhoven immediately seized the time to launch a threatening offensive.
In the 71st minute, the full-back Li Rongbiao assisted. He wanted to join forces with John de Jong to break Trabelsie's defense on the flank.
Trabelsie had been working hard to regain the main position that had been snatched away by Grygera this season. Unfortunately, Grygera's performance was so good that the main position was hard to shake.
The reality was that Trabelsie's condition and strength had declined significantly since he was seriously injured last season. It was difficult for the manager, Comain, to place high hopes on him and entrust him with heavy responsibilities.
But this time, he was still very calm and steady in his defense.
He blocked the inside line very well and did not easily lose his defensive position. Li Rongbiao did not dare to stay in the front field for long and immediately retreated. John de Jong had been out of the battle for a long time. When he saw Ajax's defensive midfielder, De Jong, who had the same surname as him but was obviously much fiercer, assisting in the defense, he panicked a little.
He immediately chose to send the ball out. There was no angle to pass the high ball. He crossed the ball to find Park Ji-sung in front of the penalty area.
At this moment, it was Qin Xiong who was defending Park Ji-sung. He was not marking him closely.
Qin Xiong mainly blocked the passing route between John de Jong and Park Ji-sung. Then, he kept a reasonable distance from the rear defensive line to avoid being hit from behind.
Qin Xiong did not expect John de Jong's pass to be so bad. It was simply passed directly to him!
He ran toward the ball. Park Ji-sung switched from offense to defense, blocking the space where Qin Xiong could dribble the ball and break through. He burst into speed and caught up with Qin Xiong.
After Qin Xiong touched the ball, he stopped and faced the direction of the sideline. Park Ji-sung was on his left, the direction of the frontal attack.
When Qin Xiong's feet stopped, Park Ji-sung was alerted.
He was going to change direction and break through!
Park Ji-sung had no doubt that Qin Xiong had the ability to do so.
Once Qin Xiong broke through, there was too much space in the backfield of the PSV. They were the main attacker and had invested a lot of manpower. The backfield defense was most afraid of the opponent's quick counterattack!
He could not let Qin Xiong pass!
Qin Xiong had been observing Park Ji-sung from the corner of his eye before he touched the ball.
When he controlled the ball and the rhythm began to change, Park Ji-sung also stopped to guard against him passing.
Qin Xiong supported his body with his left foot and pulled the ball behind him with his right foot.
Park Ji-sung saw Qin Xiong's right foot stepping on the ball and pulling the ball from behind his supporting foot. He gritted his teeth slightly and thought to himself, As expected!
He moved. He predicted that Qin Xiong would follow up with a turn after pulling the ball. Therefore, he rushed to the direction behind Qin Xiong to stop Qin Xiong from turning. He was sure that he could directly intercept the ball!
However, just as Park Ji-sung's foot stepped out and his body's center of gravity began to shift, his eyes were full of shock.
His eyes were fixed on the ball and he looked as though he had seen a ghost.
Qin Xiong's right foot, which he pulled after stepping on the ball, controlled the ball to go around the supporting foot. He hooked the ball from the outside of his left foot to the front right!
It was the opposite direction of Park Ji-sung's prediction.
The football rolled less than twenty centimeters away from his outstretched right foot. If his left foot could move, then he would be able to intercept the ball.
However, his left foot could not move at that moment!
It was supporting his body!
Qin Xiong's move of pulling the ball from behind and hooking the ball from the outside of his supporting foot was extremely flashy!
However, at that moment, it was extremely practical!
However, that was not enough for Qin Xiong to directly bypass Park Ji-sung.
Qin Xiong also needed to restore his body's center of gravity. When his right foot hooked the ball to the front right, it was on the outside of his left foot.
However, Qin Xiong had already grasped the initiative.
His right foot retracted halfway and he kicked the ground. Start!
At the same time, Park Ji-sung had also restored his body's center of gravity. However, Park Ji-sung was about to turn around!
As he turned around, Park Ji-sung and Qin Xiong's bodies crossed each other. He instinctively wanted to use his body to block Qin Xiong's path forward.
However, he did not expect that the moment their bodies touched, the impact from Qin Xiong's arm almost caused him to fall. Of course, he had changed his body's center of gravity greatly when he turned around. His strength was not as strong as Qin Xiong's. However, Qin Xiong's physical ability to resist was still enough to make him shudder.
Qin Xiong also intended to use his strength to resist Park Ji-sung's strength. How could he be passive at a time like this?
After slightly pushing Park Ji-sung away, Qin Xiong took two steps forward. He did not try to control the ball. Instead, he unexpectedly sent a long pass straight into the ball!
After he completed the long pass, Park Ji-sung ran to his side. Park Ji-sung was only one step away from blocking Qin Xiong. What was the difference? Was it a flashy pass? Was it a mistake in prediction? He did not know, but that was the difference!
It seemed that the difference was only one step. However, it seemed that running and stamina alone could not make up for it.
After Qin Xiong sent the ball out, he slowed down his pace and looked up to observe the situation in the front field. He witnessed the opportunity he had created and how it would develop next.
He saw that Li Rongbiao had just run back to the half of the field. He gritted his teeth and ran toward his defensive zone. The football flew past Li Rongbiao, three meters away from the ground and one meter above the ground!
Li Rongbiao, no matter how fast you are, you can't be faster than the football!
When Li Rongbiao went forward to assist, his fullback's defensive zone had to rely on the center back, Bouma, to assist in the defense.
Bouma stared at the winger, Sikora. However, there was a huge gap behind him. When Qin Xiong sent the football to the backfield, Bouma predicted that the pass would pass through the midfield and pass through the gap between him and the other center back, Hovland. There was no other way. With one less fullback, the center back's defensive zone expanded. The gap between the positions naturally became bigger.
Bouma immediately went to block Sikora. After all, the ball was most likely to reach Sikora.
Defend against him and everything would be fine.
However, Bouma underestimated Sikora.
He was the quick-witted winger in Ajax's team who firmly held the first position in terms of speed and explosive power!
After Sikora started, he saw Bouma rushing to intercept him in his path. Sikora did not meet force with force.
He directly went around the outside!
Yes, the distance to chase the ball would be lengthened.
However, he could avoid physical contact with Bouma. As long as the body did not touch, so what if the distance was further?
I can catch up!
Because I am the fastest in Ajax's team!
Even among all the players in the Eredivisie, I am still the fastest!
There is no one else!
Under the shocked gaze of all the spectators in the stadium, Bouma, who would have crossed paths with Sikora, was rushed by Sikora, who changed his running route slightly and went around the distance!
After Sikora went around the outside to avoid Bouma, he turned to cut into the inside line!
He controlled the football when it rolled to the outside of the penalty area. At this time, Sikora went into the battle alone!
Sikora, who dribbled the football and cut into the penalty area, used a technical move that did not match his usual shooting habits to complete the final strike.
Explosive shot!
This goal was too thrilling!
Sikora looked like he was venting something. He unscrupulously used all his strength to shoot.
The football flew in a straight line to the far post and hit the inside of the post, refracting into the goal!
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