Chapter 385 China vs. Brazil



The SoFi Stadium in Los Angeles is very large and can accommodate up to 100,000 people.

A circular screen is hung in the air in the middle, allowing the audience to see the game more clearly.

The Brazilian team is also scouting the area.

"Hello, Fan?" The head coach of the Brazilian team came over and greeted General Fan.

"Hi, Ramon, long time no see." General Fan opened his arms and hugged him.

The two people were like old friends who hadn't seen each other for many years.

"It's been a long time since we last met. I didn't expect that we would meet in the final. I thought our opponent was Spain. This is quite surprising."

"Haha, quite unexpected, right? I was surprised too."

"Yes, OK, see you on the court then?"

“OK!”

On the way back to the hotel after visiting.

"Old Fan, do you know the coach of the Brazilian team?" Chen Muyang asked.

"We knew each other when we were playing football. We haven't seen each other for many years. Our reaching the finals shocked many people. Even some European giants are looking for you," said General Fan.

"It's no use looking for me. I will only play in this World Cup and will not join any club." Chen Muyang shrugged.

"You have such talent, it would be a shame if you don't play professionally."

"Besides, my child can't even walk yet and doesn't want to run around outside."

After a night's rest.

The next day, 9:30 am Los Angeles time.

The SoFi Stadium was packed. Surprisingly, three-fifths of the fans were wearing China Lieyang team jerseys, and quite a few of them were foreigners.

When the two teams entered the stadium, there were shouts and cheers. The voices of about 100,000 people swept through the entire stadium like a torrent, and even rushed out of the stadium.

After the Brazilian team entered the stadium, the Chinese national anthem was played in Los Angeles, USA.

"Arise, you who refuse to be slaves..."

Fans from China excitedly stood up from their seats, sang the national anthem, and looked at the bright flag slowly rising, feeling a sense of pride.

"Welcome everyone to watch CBTV Sports Channel. This is the SOFI Stadium in Los Angeles, America. At this World Cup final, the Chinese team created miracles time and time again. I believe there will be a miracle today too!" Han Qiaosheng shouted excitedly.

"We see that two teams have entered the stadium. The Chinese team will compete with the Brazilian team for the World Cup. Let us see what exciting game they will have!" said He Wei.

"Ahhh, the exciting moment has finally begun!"

“We are the champions!”

"China will win!"

"The sun rises in the east, and the blazing sun reigns supreme!"

"If I win the Chinese Champion award, I'll go streaking. I love streaking!"

"China has been waiting for this moment for many years. Come on, China!"

The audience watching the live broadcast and the fans at the scene were so excited that they started talking nonsense.

The time came to ten o'clock and the final began.

The referee tossed a coin and Brazil got the chance to kick off first.

"Both teams played in attacking formations. Brazil fielded its strongest lineup, and the match was intense from the start."

"The Brazilian team is currently kicking off and the players are dribbling and attacking."

The Brazilian player on the field was making a long pass across the center line, but the ball was caught by Lin Yi who suddenly came up.

"pretty!"

"Our No. 3 player, Lin Yi, seized the opportunity very well."

After Lin Yi got the ball, the Brazilian players surrounded him. He had no time to pass the ball back and kicked it directly to the center line.

The center line is Chen Muyang's territory. Once the ball reaches here, it will never leave his territory unless it flies from high altitude!

Chen Muyang determined where the ball would land and quickly ran over to bring the ball to his feet.

"Stop China's No. 7!" a player from the Brazilian team shouted.

It was obvious that they had spent time studying the Chinese team.

Chen Muyang once again performed a wonderful textbook-level dribbling skill.

"Oh my god, this is a Cruyff turn!"

"Oh my god, that lob goes past the defense."

"Backheel the ball past the opponent."

"Through the crotch!"

"It's wonderful, China No. 7!"

"Brother Yang is awesome!"

Chen Muyang's series of actions made the audience on the scene shout and scream, and those watching the live broadcast were also very excited.

He took the ball directly into the opponent's penalty area. The Brazilian team pressed very tightly and he couldn't pass the ball at all, so he had to look for opportunities to shoot.

After looking at the position of the Brazilian goalkeeper, Chen Muyang took a deep breath and shot towards the upper left corner of the goal.

"Chen Muyang shot!"

"Oh, what a pity, the ball was headed."

The ball was saved by the Brazilian goalkeeper, hit the post and bounced out.

Fifteen minutes passed quickly and neither team scored a goal.

The Brazilian team shot twice, but both were saved by Wei Dongqiang.

The Chinese team shot three times but none of them scored.

The battle situation is really stalemate.

"The Brazilian team is indeed very strong!"

"It's been more than ten minutes and neither team has scored a goal."

"Come on, China Lieyang Team!"

Those who can enter the finals are no ordinary people. Because of the bug-like existence of Chen Muyang, the Chinese team can already match or even surpass those European powerhouses.

"The number 7 and the goalkeeper on the Huaxia team are really tough to deal with, and the other players are also very good at seizing opportunities."

"Their strength is no worse than ours. We must pay attention next time."

"This battle is not easy, don't rush in!"

My dear, there is more to this chapter. Please click on the next page to continue reading. It will be even more exciting later!

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