Before the match resumed,

Pepe intentionally bumped Morata with his shoulder, his eyes full of provocation.

Morata ignored him.

He needed to stand with Li until the end and couldn't be easily provoked.

Winning the current match steadily was the priority.

Although he and Pepe had once been teammates at Real Madrid, years ago, Pepe had taken advantage of a celebration to violently yank Morata's hair.

During his time at Real Madrid, Pepe, due to his emotional nature and excessive zeal, occasionally injured his own teammates.

In the 2011-12 season, Real Madrid vs. Valencia, Pepe fiercely kicked his teammate, Arbeloa.

In the 2014-15 season, Real Madrid vs. Granada, Pepe delivered a concealed kick, flying at his teammate Ramos.

"Let's take a look at Portugal's attack this time."

"Cristiano Ronaldo single-handedly carried the Quinas through their darkest times, finally awaiting the growth of two talented midfielders."

"B. Silva has improved a lot under Guardiola this season! Continuous feints, turns, dribbling left and right, he's past them!"

"He passes the ball to Sporting Lisbon's super talent, B. Fernandes!"

"Beautiful!"

"A one-touch pass, setting up the cannon!"

"A. Silva!"

"Oh, a wild shot!"

A. Silva blasted a high shot from outside the penalty area, sending it into the stands.

Ronaldo, who had cut into the penalty area, pounded the turf in frustration.

B. Fernandes angrily threw up his hands, complaining that his teammate shouldn't have taken the shot himself.

In the broadcast room:

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[This Portugal team has become much stronger, but the midfield has another pressure monster, B. Fernandes's negative energy...]

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[Fun fact: B. Fernandes mishits a shot, accidentally passing the ball out of bounds...then angrily blames his teammate, haha.]

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[My younger cousin tripped and fell, then got up and wanted to punch a distant tree.]

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[But, after B. Fernandes calms down, he will proactively apologize to his teammates.]

Time ticked by, second by second.

B. Fernandes and B. Silva showed a high degree of compatibility.

But they struggled to deliver the ball into dangerous areas.

After all, they were facing a midfield barrier formed by Li Kang, Koke, and Saúl.

Portuguese fans were anxious.

Pepe's eyes gleamed fiercely as he occasionally surged forward to participate in the attack, seeking confrontation.

20th minute of the match.

Pepe once again surged forward to participate in the attack, taking advantage of the intense midfield battle.

He suddenly rushed towards Li Kang.

Then, he adjusted his body, making a normal "receiving action."

With his back to the Spanish number six.

A glance from the corner of his eye.

He abruptly raised his right foot and flicked it back with force!

Signature move: Ball-busting leg.

Cleats aimed to destroy the testicles.

Koke, who was nearby, was extremely angry when he saw this scene.

He didn't have time to rush forward and beat Pepe up. Because the next moment, the Atlético Madrid youngster was stunned:

Pepe seemed to have kicked a slab of iron, his expression twisted in extreme pain as he clutched his right foot and collapsed, while Li Kang merely nonchalantly pulled up his shorts and turned to retreat.

"What happened?"

"Li Kang injured Pepe?"

"The referee signaled advantage."

"Portugal continues the attack."

"Cédric attempts to break through on the wing...can't get past."

"A horizontal pass to the center."

"B. Fernandes deliberately lets it through! While also surging forward into the penalty area."

"B. Silva receives the ball, pushes it forward, and completes a beautiful one-two pass with A. Silva."

"Too smooth."

"B. Silva receives the ball again, takes it around on the outside, accelerates, the speed is very slow!"

"A low cross with the inside of his foot!"

"Looking for Ronaldo!"

"Here it comes!"

"Cristiano Ronaldo!"

"The air seems to freeze at this moment!"

"A god descends to earth..."

"Oh, B. Fernandes blocked Ronaldo, they overlapped."

"Ramos intercepts the ball and passes it to Li Kang!"

"A counterattack for Spain!"

"Wow, Li Kang with a shot like the sun piercing through the sky, the trajectory of the football...shatters Portugal's high defensive line like thunder!"

"Too easy!"

Morata surged past the midfield circle, unloading the football.

His acceleration speed was abnormally fast, but his secondary acceleration ability was average.

Viewers often saw in highlight reels: Morata with an unbelievable surge forward, shaking off all the defenders, running into a one-on-one opportunity, only to blast the final shot into the sky.

At this moment.

He was running rampant in the opponent's half, his handsome face, his golden-ratio muscular body...made the female fans in front of the television unable to stop their hearts from pounding.

Fisht Olympic Stadium, cheers like a tide.

The fans were extremely excited.

The Spanish coaching staff was very nervous, with Del Bosque preemptively clutching his chest.

'It's okay.'

'Pepe is still lying on the turf.'

'Morata has shaken off Fonte by far.'

'Scoring is too easy.'

"One-on-one!"

"Patrício's attack!"

"Morata with a nimble cut..."

"Open goal!"

"He has the option of dribbling further."

Morata was very cautious.

He knew that no one could catch up to him now.

He carried the ball to the six-yard box, gently pushed it in, the football skimmed the turf, once again rippling Portugal's net.

The entire stadium erupted.

The first half was only halfway over?

And it was already two to zero?

"Beautiful!"

"Another goal!"

"Morata scores on a one-on-one."

"In just 22 minutes of the opening, Li Kang has contributed one assist and one goal."

"Wait! The referee hasn't signaled the goal as valid...they're going to check VAR!"

"VAR is being used for the first time in the World Cup, and the viewing experience it brings to fans isn't very good."

"From the replay, Morata wasn't offside."

"So...could it be that Li Kang and Pepe's physical confrontation was a foul? But that's not right either, the possession has already been completely transferred!"

Immediately afterwards.

People learned the truth through slow-motion replay.

Pepe had proactively sought a confrontation.

In the chaos, he raised his cleats and kicked towards Li Kang's crotch!

The audience couldn't help but gasp.

But the result was completely opposite: Pepe fell to the ground, and Li Kang was fine?

The referee stared at the small VAR screen, looking dazed, having never encountered such a 'special' situation before.

Everyone's gaze involuntarily turned to Li Kang's crotch...

In the broadcast room.

The barrage of comments flew.

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[That Pepe is trying to make Li Kang infertile!]

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[What is Little Li made of?]

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[Is it possible that Pepe is feigning injury.]

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[I think Pepe didn't exert enough force and lost his balance, so he simply feigned injury.]

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[We have reason to suspect that Li Kang is hiding something in his crotch, I suggest the referee take off his shorts and check in front of the whole world!]

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[Tsk tsk tsk, the director is really good at switching shots, Isco's eyes when he looks at Li Kang are really perverted.]

The Spanish teammates surrounded him with concern.

Li Kang shook his head nonchalantly.

The referee hesitated for more than ten seconds, and finally returned to the green field.

He reached into his pocket.

"Pepe receives a yellow card!"

"This penalty is controversial."

"The referee is now signaling the goal is valid!"

"Spain two, Portugal zero."

"The match was stalled for a few minutes, Morata and Li Kang have lost the passion to celebrate."

"This goal conceded by Portugal is again related to Pepe, there is no problem with him surging forward to participate in the attack, the key is that he fell to the ground for too long, and Fonte was left isolated and helpless after the opponent launched a counterattack."

"Will the Sochi night usher in another massacre?"