Chapter 909: 10 vs 11

"The second half has begun!"

"Although the Chinese team scored first in this match, they are currently trailing."

"Yes, Escrivá is likely making some adjustments; the Chinese team has made two substitutions in a row!"

【Go, go, go!】

【666666!】

【Hold the line! We really can't lose the final. Tang Tang Qiuwang, when will you step up!】

【Moriyasu really didn't lie; Japan is playing so well. So Coach Escrivá, please don't lie to us either, okay? We're going for a second consecutive championship.】

The situation is slightly precarious, but in fact, it remains under control.

The Chinese team's attacking ability is clearly superior to Japan's; turning the tide should not be difficult!

"..."

"Wu Lei is making a run on the right flank; this is a good opportunity."

"But we still need to see Chi Chi Zhongguo's pass!"

"Chi Chi Zhongguo passes it over!"

"To Wu Lei!"

"Beautiful!"

At the exact moment Chi Chi Zhongguo struck the ball, Wu Lei made a forward run, seizing the opportunity to gain control of the ball.

But just as Wu Lei prepared to cut inside, the Chinese striker suddenly slipped underfoot: "Damn!"

Thud!

Wu Lei crashed to the ground, and possession was claimed by the Japanese team.

Too much water must have been sprinkled on the field at halftime!

King Wu!

Falling once during an attack isn't a big deal; it just means missing one opportunity.

But currently, the Chinese team is trailing, and Wu Lei's fall will give the fans a feeling that 'the national team isn't in form today.'

Some inherently pessimistic fans are now completely disheartened.

"Wu Lei, damn it, get up quickly!"

"Go China! Go, go, go!"

Dongqiu Di Live Match Report: 52nd minute, Tang Ye's set-piece cross precisely found Zhang Zhang Yuning, whose header was blocked by Suzuki Ayato.

Having made the crucial save, Suzuki Ayato stuck his big butt out; he was ready to deal with anything.

"Play until the 90th minute!" Itakura Ko shouted.

"..."

"Ito Hiroki, pass to Maeda Daizen first."

"Japan is playing very steadily; they aren't rushing."

"Wu Lei is marking, but Maeda Daizen chose to switch the ball directly to the weak side."

"The one with the ball is Doan Ritsu!"

The moment Doan Ritsu received the ball, Endo Wataru immediately made a central run forward, reaching out for the pass.

!!!

Realizing the danger, Wang Wang Shenchao hurriedly threw himself to the ground, tackling Doan Ritsu, who was preparing to pass, sending both player and ball flying.

"Oh!!!!"

"Foul! Foul! (in Japanese)"

The Japanese players suddenly became excited; Tang Ye also realized something was wrong and rushed over to plead Wang Wang Shenchao's case.

"Referee, don't rush, listen to me, listen to me!"

"Beep!"

The referee first held a yellow card above his head, then retracted it and pulled out a red card.

"Oh!!!!!!"

"Beep beep beep beep!!!"

"Damn it, Wang Wang Shenchao, what are you doing!!!"

redcard: Wang Wang Shenchao (CHN).

Seeing the red card in the referee's hand, Wang Wang Shenchao stood frozen on the spot, his face ashen, somewhat unable to accept the reality before him.

"This... Wang Wang Shenchao already had a yellow card in the first half; did he forget?"

"Too impatient! This really shouldn't have happened..."

The commentators were at a loss for words.

Issuing a red card at this moment, even a fool knows how the situation will change next.

The moment the referee blew the whistle, the Japanese fans in the stadium immediately began celebrating!

"I..."

Wang Wang Shenchao was at a loss; Tang Ye knew the situation was beyond salvage, so he pushed his teammate toward the sideline: "It's okay, it's okay, nothing can be done. Let's leave it at that for now."

"..."

Head bowed, Wang Wang Shenchao high-fived Escrivá and walked into the player tunnel.

He now understood very clearly one truth: if they lost this match, he might never recover for the rest of his life.

"Actually, I think Wang Wang Shenchao's performance in this Asian Cup has been quite good. Including last year's World Cup, his performance could completely be described as stunning."

"But today, in this final, sigh."

"Beep!"

The match resumes; due to Wang Wang Shenchao's red card, the Chinese team is now playing with one man down.

10 vs 11!

One man down and a goal behind, the Chinese team has once again started stacking their favorite buffs.

"Hold on, hold on and we can win!"

Hajime Moriyasu was encouraging the Japanese players.

Because of Wang Wang Shenchao's red card, Japan's tactics also underwent an immediate adjustment.

Originally, Hajime Moriyasu had planned to employ a high press to prevent the Chinese team from executing their signature offense.

But now that the opposition is down a player, all they need to do is stabilize their defense to secure victory in this match.

Maintain the score at 2:1, and then...

Become this year's Asian Cup champions!

"Japan Leads China 2:1"

"Wang Wang Shenchao Red Carded, Chinese Team Down to Ten Men"

"Will Japan Stop the Chinese National Team from Winning a Second Consecutive Asian Cup?"

"Chinese Team Loses Final at the Bird's Nest"

"..."

"Come on, come on, hurry up!"

"Pass it!"

Facing Tang Ye's call for the ball, Zhang Zhang Linpeng hesitated until Takefusa Kubo came over to clear it.

"Damn it, just give it to me!"

Tang Ye shouted at Zhang Zhang Linpeng, "What are you hesitating for? Be decisive! We don't have many chances!"

"..."

"Huff... damn it!"

With the clock ticking past the 60-minute mark, Tang Ye was already growing somewhat anxious.

And Tang Ye's emotions could directly affect the fans of the Chinese national team, giving them a sense of being on the brink of despair.

No way, could Takizawa Rola and Tao Tao Naimu really suppress Tang Ye?

The time stop wasn't actually acted out!

"Tang Ye receives the ball."

"Drifting to the left... the Japanese defenders are paying extremely close attention to Tang Ye!"

"But look, eh, beautiful!"

"A combination play from Tang Ye and Wu Xi!"

Receiving Wu Xi's through ball, Tang Ye decisively unleashed his top speed, sprinting straight to the edge of the penalty arc.

"Look at Tang Sang, look at Tang Sang!"

"TY!"

"Watch the left! (Japanese)"

The Japanese defenders were fully focused; Zhang Zhang Yuning and Wu Lei were quickly marked.

They would not give Tang Ye any chance!

Hiroki Sakurada placed his hand on Tang Ye's shoulder.

"Damn it!"

Tang Ye shrugged his shoulder to shake off Hiroki Sakurada's hand, seizing the opportunity to execute a nutmeg and enter the penalty area.

"Look at Tang Sang! Tang Sang!"

Slap!

The pass goes to Zhang Zhang Yuning!

Zhang Zhang Yuning shielded the ball with his back against a defender, then used the inside of his foot to lay it off.

"Wow!!!"

Boom!

With a thunderous volley, Tang Ye successfully drove the ball into the top corner of the net.

"Goal!!!"

"Goal!"

"2:2! The Chinese team has equalized!"

"Was there an offside on this play? We need to check if this was offside!"

The referee did not rush to blow the whistle, but instead waited for the Video Assistant Referee's recommendation.

【VAR】

"Hiss..."

As the replay appeared on screen, He Wei dared not even breathe loudly.

"Tang Ye passes first to Zhang Zhang Yuning."

"And then... no offside!"

"Takehiro Tomiyasu had half a foot ahead of Tang Ye!"

"This goal is not offside!"

"Goal! 2:2!"

"China has equalized the score!"

"Wow!!!"

The sudden surprise sent the entire Bird's Nest into an uproar.

"Awesome!"