Master Tutoring Class

Chapter 144 Drawing the Sword! (Second Update)

In the second half, the two sides switched sides and started playing.

"China U17 made a simple substitution, with Kang Jianbin coming off and Meng Shuo coming on. This is to strengthen their defense."

Liu Zhenghao frowned and said, "Are we going to pack the midfield? A 4-5-1 formation?"

While it's not that they can't do it, it's their home ground after all, and playing like this is really discouraging.

Duan Jiang also grinned, but perhaps there really was no other way.

In previous matches, when the Chinese team faced South Korea, they also piled players into the midfield.

Suddenly, Duan Jiang paused, noticing Wei Lai's position on the screen.

"Coach Liu, take a look."

Liu Zhenghao looked up and stared wide-eyed.

"This"

突然，他的声音猛然拔高；“不是4-5-1！这是4-4-2！这是棱形中场！！魏来打单后腰！我他“

Liu Zhenghao almost swore.

"That's right! That's how it should be. Wei Lai is capable of playing as a lone defensive midfielder, so let him sweep around in the backfield and extend the defense to both sides. Moreover, the fundamental difference between the two tactics is that the 4-4-2 formation retains a large part of the attacking and counter-attacking capabilities."

"Especially when the diamond midfield pushes forward, the two full-backs can immediately overlap, creating a seven-man forward push in attack! Wei Lai drops back, and the three full-backs hold their positions."

Liu Zhenghao exclaimed excitedly, "Xue Guohao! Old Xue! It's you! This is going to be a knife fight!"

The fans in the south stand suddenly erupted in cheers.

"Holy crap! Old Xue has drawn his knife!"

"Damn it! I've thought of a lot of ways, but I never considered a single defensive midfielder! Can Wei Lai play that? He's fucking good at it!"

"It has to be Lao Xue again! No cowards here. Packing up a bunch of people? Bullshit! Draw your knives and let's fight! Let's see who chickens out first!"

"Awesome! This really boosts our morale. You're going for a three-defender formation, I'll go for a diamond midfield, and when we attack, we'll push forward with seven players!"

"We can't back down! We absolutely can't back down!"

"Kill those South Koreans!"

Duan Jiang was excited, but also worried.

"This lineup is indeed not stable enough. The diamond midfield needs a support point, and that support point is Wei Lai. Is it putting too much pressure on Wei Lai?"

Liu Zhenghao waved his hand: "No, no, no! At this time, we have to see Wei Lai. If he can't hold on, no one can! He has to be a pillar. The tougher he is, the tougher this lineup will be!"

Liu Zhenghao clenched his fist inwardly!
Come on, Wei Lai! You have to hold on!
You've made it! I'll praise you for the rest of my life!

Wei Lai stood on the court and slowly exhaled.

He could feel the fiery atmosphere emanating from the stands; the fans all knew what this lineup was all about.

Even fans who don't really understand the term get excited when they hear "showing off their weapons".

That's right! This tactic is a knife!

Everyone else is the blade, he is the handle!

The tougher he is, the stronger the knife he swings!

"Old Wei!"

Wei Lai turned his head and saw Yang Fan looking at him apologetically.

"sorry!"

Wei Lai paused for a moment, then laughed and said, "Why are you being so cloying? This isn't like you!"

"I know!"

Yang Fan nodded solemnly: "Watch my performance!"

Wei Lai smiled and said, "Understood!"

Beep!
The second half of the game begins.

China U17 kicked off first.

"Press up!"

Wei Lai shouted, "Don't be afraid! Push forward, I'm here behind you!"

With just one sentence, the group of teenagers suddenly began to press forward.

"Push forward! The moment of bloodshed has arrived!" Duan Jiang said nervously. "It's either you die or I die; this tactic is all about fighting!"

Yu Jiahe takes a shot.

boom!
The opposing goalkeeper made a diving save and caught the ball.

At the same time, he immediately got up from the ground.

"Fight back!"

The South Korean U17 goalkeeper flicked the ball to the wing, where Park Sung was already positioned to receive it during a counter-attack.

The ball landed, and Park Sung spiked and turned.

"It's coming!!—"

Duan Jiang suddenly held his breath.

The crucial moment has arrived; whether Wei Lai can stand firm depends on this.

The fans in the south stand were also watching the field nervously. Park Sung received the ball, which meant that a counterattack could be launched immediately.

If we can't stop him, the backcourt will definitely suffer.

Suddenly, the entire stadium fell silent.

All eyes were on Park Sung.

Ta-ta-ta-ta! ! !

The cleats flew through the grass as a figure rushed toward Park Sung.

Everyone's eyes widened slowly.
They saw Wei Lai suddenly bend down and peer down from a distance of about three meters.

He lowered his right foot and slid his entire body across the grass. This is a standard sliding tackle!
The moment Park Sung controlled the ball and turned around, Wei Lai's sliding tackle arrived in response!

boom! !

With a precise touch of his toe, he shoved the ball out of bounds.

Wei Lai glided to his feet and suddenly stood up.

He faced the silent south stand and suddenly raised his arms and roared.

roar!!--

Like a tiger unleashed from its cage, its roar instantly sent shivers down one's spine.

In the south stand, thousands of Dragons fans stared wide-eyed at the young tiger roaring at them.

A fan jumped up and pointed at the field.

"Holy crap! He's using a shovel!"

"He actually dared to use a shovel!"

"Too arrogant!"

"That's so unreasonable!"

A moment later, they all roared in unison.

"Damn! That felt so good!!"

"Awesome!!!!"

"I'll praise this for a lifetime!!"

"Awesome! Wei Lai! Awesome!!"

"It's standing! Damn it! It's standing!"

Wei Chenggong gritted his teeth, all he could do was wave the flag as hard as he could.

How dare you!
It's so arrogant!

Wei Lai roared until his face turned red, and this time, his shovel and his angry shout boosted morale.

The frustration I felt earlier vanished completely!

Wei Lai turned around and immediately retreated to his defensive position, and the others followed suit.

"Hoo~~ho~~ho~~"

Duan Jiang clutched his heart, his face flushed with excitement.

"Wei Lai! You really have a big heart! I thought about blocking, I thought about pushing and pressing, but I never thought of using a sliding tackle! Just a sliding tackle! That's too much!"

Liu Zhenghao laughed loudly, "Tell me if it was fun or not!"

"Awesome!" Duan Jiang shouted.

It felt so good, like my skull was about to burst open.

"Morale has been raised! Go, Chinese youths!—"

On the field, Yu Jiahe receives the ball.

"Yang Fan!"

Yang Fan sprinted forward.

"They ran away! They ran away! They ran away again!"

boom!
Yu Jiahe passed the ball to the side, and Yang Fan received it and continued his powerful runs.

"Someone, someone, distract him!"

South Korean U17 defender Cho Sung-mo shouted nervously.

On either side of him were Yang Fan and Pei Le.

He dared not release any of them!

But his teammates were completely unable to support him.

"It's a bet!"

Cao Chengmo leaned slightly inward, blocking the channels for cutting inside and passing the ball to Pei Le.

He's going to take down Yang Fan on the wing!

At this moment, Yang Fan suddenly looked up and saw him suddenly stomp on the ground, his body shooting forward the instant he landed.

"Secondary acceleration?"

Cao Chengmo stumbled forward, only to touch nothing but air.

"Yang Fan!!"

Duan Jiang roared, "Charge in!!"

He drove all the way to the baseline, and Yang Fan made a sideways cutback pass.

Pei Le followed up and shot with the instep of his foot.

Swish! !

The ball nestled precisely into the far post.

"Goal!! 2-1! Just 10 minutes into the second half, China U17 has taken the lead again!"

In the 62nd minute, Park Sung was preparing to receive the ball on the wing when Wei Lai, sensing his presence, came close to him.

"Xiba!"

Park Sung tried to squeeze, but couldn't move!
Just as his teammate blindly passed the ball, Wei Lai suddenly took a step to the side, squeezing Park Sung behind him.

"A brilliant interception!"

Wei Lai regained possession of the ball and passed it to a teammate, then immediately retreated to his position, watching intently.

(End of this chapter)