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Chapter 145 Put all your energy into Wang Hao (Third Update)

"It's Wei Lai again! A crucial steal!"

Wei Lai used his hand to block Park Sung, who kept struggling and lunging forward, but he couldn't get close.

"then!"

Wei Lai shoved the ball to Yang Fan.

Yang Fan gave a thumbs up; "Awesome!"

You've turned Park Sung-sung into a teddy bear because of your defenses.

"Xiba!"

Park Sung glared angrily at Wei Lai.

Wei Lai turned his head: "Damn it!"

Park Sung paused for a moment, then said fiercely, "You damn bastard!"

Wei Lai: "Pah!"

Park Sung was shocked. He wiped the spit off his face and immediately turned around and shouted, "Referee! He spat on me!"

Wei Lai looked at the referee blankly, as if to say, "What are you talking about?"

The referee glanced at Park Sung, then turned away and ignored him.

Park Sung angrily turned his head and spat: "Pah!"

Wei Lai deftly twisted his body to dodge, then turned and started spraying.

"Pooh!"

Park Sung's face was wet with tears.

"That Wei Lai is so despicable!"

In the stands, a Bohai Port fan couldn't help but chuckle.

He witnessed the entire process of Wei Lai and Park Sung spitting at each other.

"You didn't lose a single time! Awesome!"

"Wow! Park Sung didn't spray even once!"

"Wei Lai 2-0 Park Sung! Awesome!"

The fan was both amused and exasperated: "No, that's all included!"

"Why not? This is a great opportunity for the people to criticize! If it weren't for the fact that he's the same age as my son, I would have criticized him too!"

"That's right! Stop pretending to be all high and mighty. Wei Lai has exposed your true colors now, hasn't he?"

The two exchanged a glance, appreciating each other's talent, and said in unison:

"Wei Lai is awesome!"

Watermelon Sports Live Stream.

"We've stabilized!" Duan Jiang breathed a sigh of relief.

“What do you mean by ‘stabilized’?” Liu Zhenghao pointed to the screen in front of him; “This is putting so much pressure on South Korea that they can’t breathe!”

On the field, the Chinese U17 team pressed forward aggressively, launching a barrage of attacks around the penalty area.

Luo Xiang, positioned ahead, was always looking to make a forward run, while Qianxi waited for an opportunity to strike from the flank.

Pei Le and Yu Jiahe started passing the ball around.

Yang Fan and Lu Chaokuan on the wing kept overlapping.

In addition, Meng Shuo would occasionally unleash a long-range shot from outside the box, leaving the South Korean U17 team in a sorry state.

In the 78th minute, China U17 won a corner kick.

"on!"

Wei Lai waved his hand, and Mao Biao immediately stepped forward to compete for the top.

A minute later, Mao Biao spun around on the field and retreated with his head held high.

"Mission accomplished!"

Wei Lai gave a thumbs-up and laughed, "Awesome!"

Mao Biao scores with a header!

Match score: China U17 3:1 South Korea U17!

In the 89th minute, the South Korean players were running around like headless flies on the field.

Duan Jiang watched this scene and said with a smile, "Time is running out for the Korean team!"

Liu Zhenghao couldn't help but chuckle.

"There really aren't many left!"

Four minutes of stoppage time!

The entire Chinese national youth team has retreated to their starting point and is focusing on defense. If they can maintain a solid defense, the game is in their grasp.

Park Sung tried to make a breakthrough, but he was repeatedly tackled and brought down by Wei Lai and Yang Fan, making it impossible for him to make the same breakthroughs as in the first half.

The South Korean youth team's once-proud combination of wing and center attack has completely failed.

Finally, the match ended.

China's U17 team defeated South Korea's U17 team 3-1!

The DJ announced loudly, "Final score: China U17 3-1 South Korea U17. The winner is..."

The fans in the stadium roared with joy.

"China's National Youth Team!!!"

*Clap c ...

A burst of enthusiastic applause filled the entire venue.

The fans were delighted.

This was a very high-quality match, featuring both individual player performances and tactical maneuvering between the two coaches.

Of course, the most exciting part was undoubtedly the bayonet fight in the second half!

The moment the Chinese youth team stabbed with their bayonets, they were absolutely thrilled.

"We played a very good game, everyone gave it their all, and the coaching staff is very satisfied with the result!"

Xue Guohao clapped his hands and laughed, "Go! Go thank the fans!"

Lu Chaokuan nodded; "Let's go! South Stand!"

On the south stand, the fans who had been eagerly waiting for the young players immediately burst into enthusiastic applause upon seeing Wei Lai and his team arrive.

"Awesome!! That was really awesome!!"

"That was a fantastic game!" "Keep it up! Keep it up next time!"

"Bohai Port will never criticize you. Thank you for the wonderful match!"

Wei Lai looked up and searched, and soon he found Wei Chenggong.

Good heavens, he didn't say a word, just kept waving the flag.

But her flushed face and tightly clenched teeth said it all.

Someone leaned out from the stands.

"Wei Lai! Give me your jersey!"

Wei Chenggong was startled; "Huh?"

In the evening, Wei Lai arrived at the training base in Qizhou City.

"Coach, I'm back!"

Wei Lai immediately contacted Zhang Zhenting to report.

"You're back?" Zhang Zhenting nodded without looking up. "Go and rest!"

Wei Lai was about to turn around.

"and many more!"

Wei Lai turned his head again.

He saw Chang Chen-ting give him a thumbs-up, clearly having watched the game.

Wei Lai smiled, turned and left.

The following day, news of China's U17 team defeating South Korea's U17 team 3-1 spread online.

The intense, hand-to-hand combat in the second half, in particular, got the fans' blood pumping.

Major media outlets also began to repost this news.

[Rise up, Chinese youth!]

[South Korea's U17 team draws its sword! China's U17 team draws its blade!]

[A frenzied battle! A knife-to-knife contest!]

Wei Lai is back! China's national youth team is back in form!

[Siberian tiger cubs released from their cages! Made at Bohai Port!]

[Pei Le scored one goal and provided one assist! His performance was amazing!]

[Yang Fan's redemption battle! He gets an assist in the second half!]

Rumors were flying everywhere, and Wei Lai also gained a new title: "Northeast Tiger Cub," but he didn't like it much, for a simple reason.

"Yo~~~~~~~"

Even from a great distance, Wei Lai could hear that cheeky noise.

Wei Lai silently picked up his plate and prepared to leave.

pat!

Someone put their arm around my shoulder.

Wei Lai had no choice but to accept his fate.

"Isn't that a Siberian tiger cub? Let it roar so its big brother can see it!"

Wang Hao looked at Wei Lai with a smile.

Wei Lai turned his head and grinned, revealing his chilling teeth.

Hey!
"Holy crap! You actually bit me!"

Wang Hao jumped away, startled, and stopped.

If you keep teasing me, I might really bite.

"Xiao Lai, you're awesome! That was a really satisfying match!"

"Awesome! You played that defensive midfielder really well!"

"That tackle was absolutely incredible! You really dared to do that!"

"He only does things when he's confident. When have you ever seen him do something he wasn't sure about?"

"That's right! I haven't seen that crescent-shaped blade at all!"

"What do you mean, 'not'? Didn't you hoe the ground? Do you look down on the curves on the ground?"

Listening to the older guys' teasing, Wei Lai rolled his eyes so hard they almost flew to the sky.

"Alright! Alright!" Wang Hao waved his hand; "Stop teasing him, the next task is big!"

Everyone's expressions were solemn.

Next, they will face the capital city Guotai.

This is a crucial match between Beijing and Shandong!

Cathay Pacific fans' chat group.

'Give them your all next time!'

"Don't worry! I'll be cursing the hardest!"

'The Imperial Guard! We're not afraid of verbal battles!'

'Curse them to death!'

Suddenly, someone sent a message.

'Does Wei Lai also curse?'

The entire chat group suddenly fell silent.

Why is nobody talking?

"Why don't you guys yell at me? I can't bring myself to say it!"

"So I can open my mouth now? I watched yesterday's match on my knees!"

I swear I won't badmouth Wei Lai!

'So you won't scold me then?'

"Not criticizing isn't our style!"

'Then let's soften the scolding?'

'Fine! Go easy on him, but direct your anger at Wang Hao. I don't like him!'

(End of this chapter)