Chapter 117 Resist the pain and charge! We don’t get along!

Author: Han Erlang

Chapter 117 Resist the pain and charge! We don’t get along!

The battle is in full swing.

Wang Shen is the core of our attack.

Replacing Wang Shen at this time will undoubtedly interrupt the team's offensive rhythm.

But if Wang Shen is not replaced, how long can his physical fitness last?

After a brief thought, Sir Alex Ferguson decided to take another look.

Wang Shen, on the court, felt something was wrong with his condition.

The grass beneath my feet is no longer as solid as before, but feels a little softer.

Consciousness will occasionally drift, and you need strong willpower to concentrate.

He knew that his first physical limit had come.

At this time, he can choose to end the game, or he can choose to fight.

But fighting in the midfielder position...

"Carrick, I'll take the lead and you'll take over."

Wang Shen decided to push past his physical limit and took the initiative to switch positions with Carrick.

Standing closer to the front and back, he began to actively slide and tackle.

But his body was erratic and his sliding shovel was no longer so accurate.

Soon he received a yellow card.

When he saw the yellow card, his wandering mind thought of the traffic light.

My consciousness really became more and more scattered, but fortunately, after running for another two minutes, my spirit suddenly shook.

There seemed to be a stream of heat gushing out from his back, and the oxygen he breathed became richer.

He knew that he had exceeded his physical limit once, and he estimated that he would be in better condition for a few minutes.

But then you will fall into the same situation again, possibly more seriously.

'It's best to take advantage of this period of time to score another goal...'

Wang Shen thought this, gave Carrick a signal, and rushed forward again.

Taking advantage of his physical recovery, he began to order troops again.

Keep getting closer to where the ball is, and use a wide range of maneuvers when you have the opportunity.

Atletico Madrid's defense was stretched left and right, and the falling score and disadvantage on the field made them more and more anxious as they played.

"Bang!"

Finally, Gabi committed a foul on a sliding tackle.

Wang Shen was knocked to the ground by him, but Gabby did not show his spikes.

However, Wang Shen, who had been lying on the ground motionless for a long time, still frightened Gabi, and he hurried forward to check.

"It's okay, I'm just tired..."

Wang Shen looked at Gabi who looked remorseful and said with a wry smile.

His words stunned Gabi, who then shook his head and pulled Wang Shen up.

"If you didn't say that, I would have forgotten that you are only sixteen years old." Gabi said.

"I'll be seventeen in more than half a month."

Wang Shen responded and then walked to the penalty spot.

This position was a bit far from the goal. Wang Shen shook his head helplessly.

If he is in good condition, he can also take a direct free kick from a distance.

But now the abdominal injury has not healed, and the physical condition is even worse...

"this!"

Wang Shen stretched out his hand to make a gesture, and the frontcourt players nodded when he saw it.

He is going to cooperate!

"Beep!"

The referee blew the whistle, and Wang Shen sped up and started running.

"Bang!"

The football suddenly rolled out against the turf and passed by the wall.

Ashley Young, who happened to run to the left corner of the penalty area, relied on Juanfran to sweep the ball into the penalty area.

The football slanted into the penalty area, but was touched by Godin in front of the penalty area.

The football bounced towards the edge of the penalty area, and Mario immediately turned around to make a save.

At this point, the planned indirect free kick was ruined, but Mario's big-footed clearance was a bit awkward.

He wanted to kick the ball high upfield, but it was a low ball.

Wang Shen, who completed the free throw, ran towards the edge of the penalty area and accidentally blocked the ball.

It’s just that the ball is hard to stop!

Its flying height is just around Wang Shen's waist.

It's too late to lift your feet, if you use your waist and abdomen...

"Bang!"

Gritting his teeth, he stopped the ball with his stomach. The instant pain made Wang Shen grin.

But he didn't have time to make any more adjustments, as Martin had already rushed over.

Wang Shen leaned forward and quickly kicked the football with his right foot.

He used his toes and poked with all his strength.

"Bang!"

The football returned to the penalty area close to the ground again, and it looked like it was shooting more than passing.

Several feet stretched out to try to block the football, but the extremely fast speed of the ball made them all a step too late.

"Bang!"

Courtois blocked the ball with his knee.

The ball rebounded and hit Welbeck's chest.

Welbeck thought a lot at this moment:

There is the most space to shoot to the left, and the right shot will need to adjust its center of gravity. Ashley Young can respond on the left...

"Bang!"

Before the football landed, Welbeck made a choice.

small door!

He made this choice because he thought about what Wang Shen said about Courtois's longer legs.

"Whoosh!"

The football quickly passed between Courtois' long legs.

The goalkeeper only had time to widen his eyes and salute, before the ball went through two goals in a row.

“GOALLLLL~~~

“GOALLLLLLLLLL~~~

"In the 68th minute of the game, Welbeck scored his sixth goal of the game.

"4:2.

"Manchester United are two goals ahead, Welbeck...

"Wait a minute, Wang Shen is kneeling on the ground, he looks in pain.

"Oh, my God, he blocked the ball just now with his belly..."

As the camera showed Wang Shen, more people noticed him lying on the ground clutching his stomach.

The team doctor came on stage again, but before he could reach Wang Shen, Wang Shen had already stood up.

He rolled two fingers opposite each other to sign the substitution.
To be continued...