Three Qatari players approached Zhao Gang, ready to surround him.

They were heavily guarded in the midfield. Zhao Gang could find the forwards with a long pass, but there was no other way.

If Zhao Gang repeatedly charged through the midfield with the ball like this, the Qatari midfielders would really have no face to return home.

Forced to the sideline, Zhao Gang, with the ball at his feet, calmly glanced at the positioning of his teammates.

The three Qataris didn't dare to rashly tackle, constantly compressing the space, preparing to force Zhao Gang directly out of bounds.

Zhao Gang took the ball, dropped his shoulder, and made a feint forward. The three subconsciously shifted their weight.

Afterward, Zhao Gang didn't choose to break through. In this position, with three people blocking, he might have a chance to draw a foul, but he definitely wouldn't have a chance to break through.

Drawing a foul wouldn't mean much. If he could pass the ball out, the attacking efficiency would be better.

He swayed, attracting attention, then poked the ball out from between the legs of a Qatari player with one foot.

The players who were attracted by Zhao Gang's feint didn't have time to close the door, and the football was sent out of the encirclement.

He Shiren looked at this calm and decisive way of handling the ball, and felt very happy.

It was as if he himself was on the court, teasing the three players.

"Good ball, picked it out! Zhang Linpeng!"

When Zhao Gang dribbled forward, full-back Zhang Linpeng didn't stop moving, but quickly moved up, looking for an opportunity.

Now the opportunity came!

If all the players only watched Zhao Gang dribble and break through, then they might as well not play and surrender directly.

Zhang Linpeng's awareness and attitude on the field were probably already top-notch in the country.

In order to make the pass sudden, Zhao Gang made the ball a little too fast. Zhang Linpeng stopped the ball three meters away with one foot.

"Stopped it a bit far, catching up!"

Zhao Gang's attraction to the double team meant that there were no defenders in the nearby area. Although the ball was stopped too far, it turned out to be a blessing in disguise. Zhang Linpeng ran over, saving him the trouble of dribbling the ball.

Advancing along the sideline, looking for a chance to cross, this was originally the forte of a full-back. Zhang Linpeng rushed over with the ball.

There was Zhang Yuning, Wu Lei, and Wu Xi in the middle to meet him, but the route wasn't good. Zhang Linpeng saw the defender coming, made another touch, and continued forward.

"Zhang Linpeng, the speed is okay, can he get rid of this defense..."

The Qatari player's pressing made it difficult for Zhang Linpeng to kick. He tried twice, but still couldn't shake off his position. With a turn, he passed the ball back to Zhao Gang who was following.

Zhao Gang had a chance to pass into the penalty area, but if he passed it in at this angle, he could only find one point. If he broke through a little further forward and then crossed, there would be three or four points to meet the ball.

The Qatari player rushed towards Zhao Gang. Zhao Gang pushed the ball back to Zhang Linpeng, then accelerated and went around behind Zhang Linpeng, using Zhang Linpeng for a basketball-style pick-and-roll tactic.

Zhang Linpeng was careful, fearing that he would pass the ball too far, standing there almost like kicking off in the center circle, and gently pushed the ball.

Zhao Gang, who went around, rushed up with the ball!

The Qatari player defending Zhang Linpeng quickly went to fill the position, but it was too late. Zhao Gang directly kicked the ball into the penalty area!

A ground ball, extremely fast!

Qatari players and Dragon players in the middle almost simultaneously fell to the ground and stretched their legs!

Whoosh!

Wu Lei was blocked behind, but still forcibly stretched his leg to shoot, but the ball was too fast. Neither Wu Lei, who was trying to score, nor the defending defender had time to touch the football.

Zhang Yuning and another Qatari center-back also fell to the ground, and the football slid past in front of them!

"Zhao Gang's cross! To grab the point, Wu Lei..." He Shiren gritted his teeth and stared. The ball just passed by like that, no one touched it!

"Huang Bowen!!!"

"Back point!"

"Huang Bowen! Huang Bowen! Goal! Goal... Goal!!!"

Huang Bowen, who rushed up at the back post, arched into the goal with both himself and the ball.

"Goal! Goal!! In the 18th minute of the game, Huang Bowen received Zhao Gang's extremely fast cross, with no one marking him! He seized this opportunity!"

Huang Bowen in the goal excitedly rushed out, clenched his fists, and rushed towards Zhao Gang.

Wow!!

The tens of thousands of fans in Mingkun Stadium exploded.

The red ocean surged, and flags fluttered.

The sky-filled cheers seemed to shatter the sky. A fan in the front row, wearing glasses, with a fair complexion and a gentle appearance, leaned forward, opened his mouth wide, and his eyeballs were about to pop out.

He waved his fist and roared, "rn/"

When he is on the field, he is the coach!

This was the conclusion Lippi reached after watching dozens of Zhao Gang's games and observing training.

There must be a reason for what Zhao Gang does on the field.

In the 35th minute of the game, the two sides had many offensive and defensive transitions and many dangerous attacks, but there was almost no threat to the goal.

At this time, the experienced Zheng Zhi stepped out and intercepted Qatar's attempt to penetrate through the middle.

The first thing he thought of was to pass to Zhao Gang.

This is trust.

Zheng Zhi knew who could create a threatening attack.

This has nothing to do with age. On the field, technical ability is the most important thing.

Zhao Gang was competing with Musa.

This is the disadvantage of following the defense, restricting others, and others do not need to run. When the offense and defense are converted, they can easily defend.

It is very likely that Zheng Zhi's ball will be intercepted.

Zhao Gang observed his teammates and defense, and secretly pointed a line with his finger.

The experienced Zheng Zhi instantly understood Zhao Gang's intention.

If it were someone else, it might really delay the time.

Zheng Zhi kicked the ball towards the open space in front.

"This No. 10's passing skills can also wear No. 10!!??? What is he relying on?? Just because he is old?? What is Lippi thinking, why didn't he strip him of his No. 10??" Brooke almost cursed, what kind of ball are you passing??

Is this how the Dragon Team's No. 10 plays football?

However, when Zhao Gang suddenly accelerated and rushed over, catching up before Junior, and taking the ball away with one kick, Brooke screamed, "Oh, this No. 10... zheng!! So spiritual, a good pass!! Passed to Zhao three seconds later!! There should be some kind of secret code between the two of them!"

"No. 10 is okay! If he were ten years younger, he could be brought to Norwich!! This ball was passed so wonderfully!"

Rod covered his face, defeated by the speed at which his partner changed his face.

No wonder Zhao said he was the best football commentator.

"The Qatari players quickly returned to defense. This time they were experienced. Junior did not grab Zhao Gang's pass, and did not dare to rush up to stop Zhao Gang directly, but quickly retreated and cooperated with his teammates, trying to compress Zhao Gang's space!"

Real Madrid's Casemiro and Varane were thrown off when Zhao Gang accelerated. The Qatari players didn't believe they could stop Zhao Gang.

Fortunately, they knew their limitations and quickly moved backward to organize their defense.

Zhao Gang was instantly blocked and there was a faint trend of being double-teamed. His vision was extremely broad, and he distributed the ball to Huang Bowen at the first time.

This wasn't the first or second time.

Huang Bowen's speed of insertion was very fast, his ball control was also very good, and he was most able to produce a chemical reaction with Zhao Gang.

After Huang Bowen got the ball, he moved forward quickly. He was not in a hurry to break through, but was quite smart and cooperated with Zhang Yuning who was pulled out.

This was also a tactic that often appeared in training.

Zhang Yuning, who had good support ability, was also passable at making the ball.

The cooperation between the two directly threw off the defending players!

Huang Bowen cut inside to the middle.

Before that, Zhao Gang had quickly ran to the right, directly pulling away the defending players in the middle.

Sure enough, the Qatari players were more worried about Zhao Gang, so two players couldn't help but follow him. Huang Bowen's cut inside was fairly smooth.

The Qatari players obviously didn't expect Huang Bowen to not go to the bottom line on the side, but directly cut inside!

They quickly double-teamed again.

Huang Bowen lifted his foot. At this distance, he was ready to shoot with force!

The Qatari player directly stretched his leg to block.

"Ouch! Huang Bowen, this technique is very delicate!"

He Shiren saw Huang Bowen lift his leg, but he didn't shoot. It was a feint!

He directly pushed the ball to Zhao Gang in front of the penalty area.

The people defending Zhao Gang had already followed Huang Bowen and rushed into the penalty area to defend Wu Lei and Zhang Yuning.

They thought Huang Bowen was going to shoot, or hang the ball into the penalty area to look for opportunities, but instead passed it outside.

The Qatari coach felt a chill in his heart when he saw the empty Zhao Gang.

This thing, this thing often shoots from that distance in the Premier League, can he spare us when facing Qatar??

The Qatari players who rushed into the penalty area also felt a thud in their hearts.

It's over!

When they wanted to mend the fold, Zhao Gang had already mustered all his strength and kicked the football.