Chapter 865: A Match That Lasted Until Daylight, the Sun Came Out

「……」

Looking at Tang Ye walking farther away, Luo De couldn’t speak.

He seemed to understand the meaning behind Tang Ye’s words, but couldn’t be certain.

Spain did indeed hold back against Japan, but this became an excuse for Spanish players and fans to lower their guard: they drew with Japan because they held back.

What if Spain, at full strength, isn’t as strong as everyone imagined?

Wouldn’t that be g?

「What’s wrong?」

His teammate, unaware why Luo De was distracted, walked over to ask.

「Cough, nothing.」

Slap! Slap!

「Come on, come on!」

「Don’t give them any chances.」

Luo De repeated what Enrique had emphasized just minutes earlier.

Spain must finish the opponent within the 30 minutes of extra time.

Don’t let it go to extra time!

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no.1: China vs Spain. (Hot)

no.2: China 2:2 Spain. (Hot)

no.3: Chinese national team and Spain enter extra time. (Hot)

「China Central Television!」

「You can see, the first half of extra time has already begun, and China has made several substitutions.」

From the field situation, China has opted for a five-back formation.

This suggests the two teams’ strategies are completely opposite.

Spain wants to end the match quickly and avoid any surprises.

China, however, hopes to drag the game into a penalty shootout, using greater uncertainty to boost its own chances as the underdog!

「Gao Zhanyi, first find Feinan… or go for Tang Ye!」

「Oh, Tang Ye’s stamina really is incredible.」

Turning with the ball, Tang Ye began his advance immediately after shedding Soler.

Spain’s defenders clearly didn’t expect Tang Ye to still have this burst of speed—Soler’s initial reaction was slow.

「Tang Ye, move toward Axon on the right!」

「Beautiful!」

「No problem! Axon drifts wide, pass to the center!」

In the center, Tang Ye received the ball and immediately transferred it to Fernando on the left.

China’s tactical intent in extra time was written plainly on their faces: use left-right switches to waste time.

This was exactly what Enrique refused to see!

「Watch ty! ty!」

「Press their defenders! Press the defenders!」

「……」

Live update: 98th minute, Nico Williams delivers a backheel, Fati’s shot is punched away by Wang Dalei.

Live update: Fatigue? Llorente collapses without contact and is substituted; Spain has used all their substitutions.

「Fati, pass to Ollmo!」

「Ollmo’s performance today has been outstanding—China must be cautious.」

「Axon is tracking back!」

The commentator has completely lost neutrality.

There’s no choice—they truly hope China can create a miracle in this knockout match!

「Tang Ye, come closer!」

Thud!

Ollmo executes a sliding tackle with a run-up, cleverly jumping to avoid it.

「Damn!」

After landing back on the grass, Ollmo staggered a few steps—he was clearly out of energy.

Slap!

Cross to Morata!

「Oh!!!」

「Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep!」

Slap!

The shot is taken—Gao Zhanyi and Jiang Guangtai both go down; finally, the trailing Gao Zhanyi blocks it.

The five-back formation is working!

「Come on, come on!」

Escribá throws his hands upward, then continues clapping.

The Chinese national team’s head coach’s hands are already red from clapping.

「China’s primary goal now is to hold out until penalties—it’s certainly difficult…」

「Morata, press!」

「Hey, don’t let China send the ball forward! Enrique must be planning to counter China’s left-right switches.」

「……」

Time reaches the 106th minute—it’s now the second half of extra time.

Corner kick opportunity. Fernando runs over, but Tang Ye intercepts him: 「I’ll take it, you watch the near post.」

Fernando gently pushes Tang Ye’s back: 「Come on, bro!」

「Come on, come on!」

「China team awesome!」

「Tang Ye awesome!」

「Waste time, waste time!」

【Watched a whole match into daylight, guys—let’s do it!】

【So intense… does anyone know if working without sleep can kill you? I literally have no time to sleep.】

【Hold on! Just hold on! China team awesome!】

【If we win this match, I’ll confess to my desk mate—Chinese don’t lie to Chinese!】

【My heart feels awful—is constant tension going to make me drop dead right here?】

Some fans are just too scared—constant tension won’t make you drop dead.

The players on the field are the best proof.

Ggbond has been tense for over two hours since kickoff—and he’s still alive.

He even has enough energy to take corner kicks!

「Beep!」

Slap!

Pass out—target Jiang Guangtai in the box!

Thud!

Luo De gets to the ball first and clears it with a header.

Seizing the chance, Wang Shanchao beats Fati to the ball.

Pass to Wu Lei near the baseline!

「Wu Lei! See if you can waste some time!」

Wu Lei, experienced as he is, quickly moves toward the corner flag, forcing Spanish defenders to close in.

He feints while advancing toward the corner flag, finally facing it directly—with three defenders behind him.

「Damn!」

Llorente stretches his foot to kick the ball out of bounds, but Wu Lei blocks him.

Slap!

The ball hits Llorente and rebounds out over the goal line.

「Beautiful!」

「Still China’s corner!」

「Oh…」

「The pressure is huge!」

「Haha, yes.」

It’s now the 111th minute.

Just hold on for 9 more minutes!

Hold on for 9 more minutes and everything will succeed!

Tang Ye seemed to have lost the strength to run, so when the second corner kick came, he ran over and replaced Fernando.

Are you okay?

Wu Lei reached out to help Tang Ye steady himself, but the latter was still able to stand on his own.

I’m fine, I’m fine. Just watch your position.

Giving a thumbs-up, Tang Ye moved near the corner flag to prepare.

Drop down!

Lie down and rest!