Beep----!
The match continues.
This time, the situation was almost one-sided.
Five minutes into the start, after the opponents switched players. They almost attacked like a hot knife through butter, directly entering our penalty area and scoring again.
It's two to one now.
Sun Zhicheng and Yang Qiming, as substitutes, faced immense pressure as soon as they got on the field and were directly overwhelmed by the opposition.
No one expected the delaying tactic to be completely useless.
Yang Qiming looked at the six-foot-tall man running toward him, using all available means to defend, but was still easily beaten by the opponent.
"Can't stop him!"
Sun Zhicheng was a bit better, thanks to his solid fundamentals. At least he could disrupt the opposition and relieve some pressure for the team.
But he wasn't as daring as Lin Dong and was too embarrassed to commit a foul.
This time, Tao Ran stepped up.
A sliding tackle, quite clumsy in technique.
Beep! Yellow card, sent off.
