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Chapter 265 - Confident Korean Team! Controversial Penalty? Then Let's Kick Towards a Crushing Victory!

"Beep!"

Fifteen minutes later, the opening whistle of the match blew inside the Stade de France, with the French Team, who had the first chance to kick off, passing the ball from the center circle through Giroud.

In this match, they lined up in their usual 4-3-3 formation, rotating several positions, so it wasn't really their strongest lineup.

To be honest, the French Team, fresh from winning the European Cup, didn't take the Korean Team too seriously, and most of the team didn't think it would be a tough battle.

Even the attendance at the Stade de France was only about 50%, with some neutral fans from other countries coming to see Maël.

A big battle, an intense and high-octane battle, was just wishful thinking on the Korean side.

"Welcome to the match between South Korea and France brought to you by KT! Let's take a look at the starting lineups! For the French Team, the goalkeeper is Lloris, the center-back pairing is Koscielny and Sakho, the left-back is Clichy, and the right-back is Debuchy.

"The two midfielders are Matuidi and the young Moussa Sissoko, and the attacking midfielder is Griezmann.

"On the left wing, they've sent out Ben Arfa, and on the right wing is Maël, who everyone is very familiar with."

"..."

"For the Korean Team, coach Choi Kang-hee has confidently deployed a 3-4-3 formation, which is his consistent national team tactic that has achieved some success.

"The goalkeeper is Jung Sung-ryong, and the three center-backs are Kwak Tae-hwi in the middle, with Yun Suk-young and Jeong In-hwan on either side.

"The four midfielders, from left to right, are Oh Beom-seok, Ki Sung-yueng, Kim Bo-kyung, and Park Jong-woo.

"The three forwards are Park Chu-young, Kim Shin-wook, and Son Heung-min!

"The goal is clear: a defensive group of seven in the back, and the front line is left to these three powerful forwards to attack. I think the key to today's match lies in whether the ball can be smoothly passed forward after the midfield and defense win possession."

"..."

"Yes, I don't think we have no chance of winning. After the European Cup, the French Team's international ranking rose to 7th, while the Korean Team is ranked 34th, only a difference of 27 places.

"I would also like to mention that Park Chu-young once had a connection with Arsenal, and he almost became Maël's teammate.

"Wenger wanted to sign him in the 11-12 Season, but because of Maël's promotion, the transfer ultimately did not succeed."

"..."

"It's a pity, otherwise he would have become another Korean to win the Premier League title after Park Ji-sung.

"But everything is the best arrangement, and he is doing well in Monaco now. I believe he can prove himself in this game and also get Wenger's attention."

On the field, the players from both sides have already started the first round of competition. The French Team wants to quickly launch an attack and develop the ball into the Korean Team's danger zone.

The Korean Team is not playing too passively either. They are using a one-on-one marking defense, creating trouble for the French Team's passing and cutting through tireless running.

This is also Choi Kang-hee's consistent approach. No matter who he plays against, he likes to use one-on-one marking tactics.

Being behind is being behind, but sometimes it does have miraculous effects. However, whether it can be effective against the strong French Team today, only heaven knows.

"Boom!"

"Pa!"

Confrontations are happening in multiple locations. With their abundant Stamina and fierce pressing at the start, the Korean Team has actually created a good situation, and it seems they can compete with the French Team on an equal footing.

Even though there are not many opportunities for the ball to reach the feet of the three forwards, their mental outlook is indeed good from the perspective of watching the game.

The Korean KT broadcasting station's commentators suddenly became confident, their voices rising slightly, "Park Jong-woo! Sliding tackle! Intercepts Moussa Sissoko's pass to Maël! Beautiful!! Maël feels the intensity from South Korea, he must understand that in this kind of match, he has to give it his all!"

"."

"That's right, judging from the first three to five minutes of the game, the lads are performing well today, Park Jong-woo and Jeong In-hwan are also doing a great job marking Maël!" I know some people will think it's too early to say, but you need to know that the opening is a time to set the tone.

"As long as this tone is set, and the French Team, especially Maël, feels the pressure, then the rest of the game will be much easier!"

The director's camera then focused on Choi Kang-hee on the sidelines, who looked excited and passionate, waving his right hand constantly, directing the players' movements, looking like he was commanding a mighty army.

"KoreaKorea!!!"

Everything gave the Korean Team fans confidence, the cheers at the scene grew louder and louder, and more and more Korean Team fans were posting barrages on the broadcast channel.

"Go Korean Team!!"

"Take down the French Team!"

"If we can beat France today, there will be no more opponents in Asia, Iran and Australia, all will be crushed!"

"Kick them to death!"

"Use tackles, first use your momentum to make them afraid, and then everything will be easy!"

"Bring on the confrontation!!"

"Hee hee!!"

"."

This all-round momentum seemed to give the Korean Team players on the field a telepathic connection, or rather, they had already guessed what kind of reaction their performance would cause.

In short, they were motivated! This motivation made their movements more ferocious, their running and tackling more active, and even gradually leaning towards rudeness.

"Pa!"

"Cha!"

From time to time, there were actions of swinging thighs to grab the ball on the field, and many people even used scissor-leg defensive moves, and most people took pride in bringing down the European Cup champion.

The French Team players began to fall to the ground frequently, and the referee's whistle kept sounding.

"Cha!" In the 11th minute of the match, Park Jong-woo's black foot stretched out towards Maël, tripping Maël, who was dribbling the ball, on the sideline.

"Beep!" The referee quickly approached him and gave him a yellow card for repeated fouls.

Park Jong-woo smiled disdainfully at the camera, and when he turned around, he glanced at Maël contemptuously, with a kind of inexplicable confidence.

Maël glared at him fiercely, propped himself up and stood up, remembering this grudge in his heart.

Unexpectedly, after Park Jong-woo finished showing his attitude to the camera, he returned and came to his side again, and said in broken English: "Coach Choi told me to stick to you, you won't have an easy day today, European Cup Best.

"Don't think that we are Asian teams and think we are easy to bully, if it is in our home stadium, you will feel our intensity.

"In short, be careful of your legs."

Maël smiled after hearing his words, how does the second sentence sound like 'reporting his family'.

He didn't care about Park Jong-woo at all, and turned his head away after seeing that the other party still wanted to speak, and said with a faint smile: "Before all this, can you tell me who you are?"

After saying that, he smiled and walked towards his position, turning into a jog after two steps, waiting for the next pass.

Park Jong-woo, realizing what had happened, immediately blushed, feeling insulted.

He muttered to himself as he ran towards Maël, following behind him, preparing for the next defense.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

"Bang!!"

In the 21st minute of the match, Griezmann took advantage of the Korean Team's weak central defense, dribbling past Kim Bo-kyung and shaking off Ki Sung-yueng's marking. He found an opportunity and sent a through ball straight into the penalty area.

Giroud quickly squeezed past Kwak Tae-hwi to cut in, but suddenly felt a huge force coming from the right side of his jersey, stopping him in his tracks.

"Eh!"

He stood there helplessly, gesturing anxiously towards the referee.

"No!" Kwak Tae-hwi also waved his hand at the referee as he ran towards the ball to clear it, indicating that he definitely didn't do anything and that Giroud was faking.

The referee was hesitating when he suddenly saw a figure wearing the French Team's number 7 jersey sprinting towards the penalty area at high speed, seemingly with a chance to get the ball.

He lowered his whistle and looked in that direction.

"Something's up!"

"Here it comes!"

Just then, Kwak Tae-hwi and several other Korean Team midfielders and defenders noticed the anomaly. Their expressions changed, and they temporarily abandoned their confrontation with the referee, desperately rushing towards the ball's location.

Kim Bo-kyung, who started later, was one step ahead of Kwak Tae-hwi, who had just been distracted, and approached the ball's trajectory.

Having just transferred to Cardiff City in August, he had experienced the intensity of the EFL Championship and had some understanding of how strong Maël was in the English professional leagues.

He wouldn't be as careless as Kwak Tae-hwi, nor as confident as Park Jong-woo. He even believed that Choi Kang-hee's one-on-one marking was wrong and that at least 2-3 people should be marking Maël.

Therefore, he had always been wary of Maël and was now able to reach the ball ahead of everyone else.

"Thump, thump, thump!"

On the left wing, Park Jong-woo was still racing against Maël; he was the one responsible for marking Maël.

Since the two were still outside the penalty area, Park Jong-woo wouldn't be so overconfident as to think he could keep up with Maël. He also imitated Kwak Tae-hwi, using a pulling motion on Maël.

Knowing that he was outside the penalty area, he did it more obviously, with more force, and on a larger scale! "Pa!"

But when Maël accelerated to his top speed, when the pulling force on his body reached its peak, the scene that had played out many times in the Premier League reappeared.

Park Jong-woo, the Korean aid who played for the Chinese Super League's Fuli Team, felt an impact that even Drogba, a foreign aid in the same league, couldn't give him. He quickly fell to the ground, first kneeling and then face-planting.

"Pa!" In the process, because his hand had not left Maël's body, Maël accidentally kicked him in the face when he kicked his leg back.

"Ah!" A scream rang out immediately. He seemed to have found a way to stop Maël, covering his face and howling in pain, trying to use this method to get the referee to call a foul on Maël.

In the blink of an eye, Maël rushed into the penalty area at top speed, quickly closing in on Kim Bo-kyung.

Kim Bo-kyung originally thought he would get the ball easily, but now that he saw Maël rushing towards him, he realized why he was destined to be a rookie in front of him.

"Bang, bang... bang!!"

Maël's right foot reached the football first, smoothly bypassing Kim Bo-kyung, who couldn't brake in time, then shaking off Kwak Tae-hwi who followed up, and then without any pause, he directly flicked his wrist to curve shot into the near corner!

The Korean Team goalkeeper lunged towards the far corner, never expecting that he would be able to bend the ball into the opposite corner near post! "Swish!!" The football smashed into the dead corner of the near post, and the French Team fans then stood up and cheered, they had long been displeased with the Korean Team's crude actions, "Yeahhh!!"

"Beep!" The referee basically didn't hesitate this time, and directly pointed his hand to the center circle, indicating that the goal was valid.

Originally, it was a foul by the Korean Team, Maël's action was at most an unintentional movement, not a foul, and if the goal was blown off because of that, he would have to be on the headlines with the infamous Korean Team tomorrow.

One to zero!

Maël scores! "Folala!!" After Maël scored, he didn't even look at the Korean Team players, and didn't bother to retort to Park Jong-woo lying on the ground.

He ran straight to the vicinity of the corner flag area, passionately knee-sliding to celebrate his national team's 24th goal.

Soon, he will catch up to half of Henry's 51 goal record!

"That's how it should be!"

"Kick these bastards to death!"

"Look at their appearance!"

The French Team players then ran up with smiles, complaining about the Korean Team's small actions and style problems while celebrating with Maël.

Others may not feel it, but the players on the field have suffered a lot of hidden losses from the Korean Team players, and they have been stepped on and pulled a lot.

On the other side, the Korean Team players ran to the referee with dissatisfaction, and Park Jong-woo was still lying on the ground groaning in pain, it seemed that he didn't want to get up without giving them a favorable penalty.

"Not a foul?"

"His cleats almost kicked Park Jong-woo in the eyes, almost blinding him, not a foul?"

"What are you doing?"

"Home whistle!"

"Do you have to wait until he kicks Park Jong-woo to death before you blow the whistle? Look at Park Jong-woo's appearance!"

"."

The referee was forced to retreat by the Korean Team players, and he soon couldn't bear it anymore, spreading his hands and roaring: "Number 3, stay away from me, you had a controversial action in the penalty area just now, and I didn't blow it! Park Jong-woo fouled first, Maël's action was unintentional, I can't call a foul on the French Team!

"If you are in this attitude, then I have to wonder if you are playing Football at all, you have to focus on the game itself, instead of trying to exploit loopholes in the rules!

"What's more, the rules are not on your side! So, get out of here!!"

Listening to his last roar, some of the Korean Team players were stunned, and many people also retreated, only a few stubborn people persisted.

Park Jong-woo didn't lie down anymore, and rushed up to besiege the referee.

"Boo boo boo!" The Korean Team fans suddenly burst into a powerful boo, and the noise they created drowned out the Stade de France.

They said they were here to watch the team compete with the world's top teams, but in fact, they only had one thing in mind, and that was victory! "Axi, how could this happen? Slow motion replay, Maël clearly kicked Park Jong-woo, this is undoubtedly a foul, I have never seen any rules about fouling first and then fouling."

The Korean Team's commentator also began to exert his strength at this time, trying to excuse Park Jong-woo, "If we kick like this, then I wonder if we can also use this rule to make our actions more fierce?

"Sorry, it's not appropriate to say that, we still have to maintain sportsmanship."

"."

"The Korean Team was robbed of a goal! I don't deny Maël's strength, but that goal shouldn't have stood."

"."

On the broadcast screen, Korean viewers' comments kept flashing by, causing many foreign fans watching their country's exclusive broadcast to feel a surge of anger.

"Black whistle!"

"Inside job!"

"Completely biased refereeing! If we lose this game because of this goal, I will absolutely not accept it!"

"Yes, it's too much, they always bully us like this!"

"We definitely have the ability to defeat European powerhouses, look at Portugal, Italy, and other countries before. If this game is screwed over like this, I'm going to appeal to FIFA!"

"He clearly got the ball, why didn't they call it?"

"."

At this moment, the entire Stade de France was in the midst of controversy, with a sky full of abuse and noise making it seem very chaotic.

The Korean Team players finally stood back at the kickoff point, grumbling, waiting to kick off again.

On the left wing, Maël stood in place with his hands on his hips, not making any comments about everything at this moment, nor showing any expression.

He knew the nature of the Koreans and could roughly guess that social media was already in an uproar.

But this ball was definitely not a foul, he was sure it wasn't! A strong desire to score flashed in his eyes. He was very clear that if this game couldn't produce a big win, it might allow the Korean fans, who are good at finding excuses, to succeed.

Then go all out and kick, kick them five-nil, six-nil, or even more! That way, see what they will say after the game, and if they still have the face to say anything! "Beep!"

The kickoff whistle sounded again, and the players on both sides started competing again.

On the sidelines, Deschamps, after clearly understanding everything that was happening on the field at this moment, helplessly and angrily spread his hands towards the fourth official, and pinned his hopes and gaze on Maël's figure.

He really wanted to say, go score, score more, and play a beautiful victory!!

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