A scream of mutual reminders, and an elf-like light figure slowly swam near the left sideline of Atletico Madrid's backfield, as if a huge shadow had spread from the sideline, until it was close to the top of the arc of the penalty area, and the figure stopped.

A powerful coercion came from the direction of that person, this powerful sense of coercion, Ding Yue felt that he had not experienced it for a long time, except for the moment when he first entered the French League, Ding Yue had not encountered this kind of feeling for a long time, as long as that person made a slight movement, he would be surprised beyond measure.

Ding Yue raised his head and watched in shock as the man received Iniesta's pass, and hit the wall directly with him without stopping, Iniesta passed the double bag of Atletico Madrid in this way, Miranda had to give up hitting the person who made the wall, and instead stared at Iniesta who pounced, and then, the slightly thin body rushed into the penalty area, and Iniesta picked up the pass!

It's Messi!

Although it doesn't look like a very strong body, it bursts out with light at this moment, and then it's a single knife ball!

Godin tripped on his right foot in a very stealthy way.

Ding Yue's heart suddenly tightened. Look at the referee.

The referee's decisiveness even gave Ding Yue a sense of his foresight.

Penalty kick!

This amazing kick and this shocking cooperation far exceeded Ding Yue's prediction.

Ding Yue had the impression that Barcelona certainly had magical foot skills and dizzying mutual cooperation, but when he observed their cooperation again at such a close distance, Ding Yue still dropped his jaw in shock.

"Isn't it true that only the monsters who have reached the realm of perfection can have such a perverted technical cooperation?...... With such exquisite consciousness and cooperation, the highest level is nothing more than that!!" Ding Yue shook his head, convinced.

"Falk ......" Pogba's mouth is a good word, "Bang bang a few times, it's been passed like this, I don't even see how these two goods shook me a little." ”

Countless eyes were cast on Messi, and Ding Yue remembered the penalty against Real Madrid a few days ago, and that feeling - suddenly felt like he was carrying several thousands of mountains on his shoulders.

The Atletico Madrid players said a few words around the referee, but there was no big objection, Miranda's action must have been a penalty, and it dispersed after a short time.

Instead, Xavi and Pique were still surrounding the referee.

"Isn't this a red card, the last defender!"

"It's a tactical foul!"

The referee still insisted on Huang Jiadian's penalty.

"I guess he's playing on the left and he's going to be saved by Thokaois's wave!" Pogba looked at the ball in the box, thinking to himself that when the pre-match set-up, the assistant coach did analyse Messi's recent penalty kicks, five of them went to the left, and then two were saved.

After thinking for a while, Ding Yue pointed his finger, and at the same time said in a confident tone: "It must be on the right side, I have a hunch!"

"Oh?" Pogba tilted his head, looked at Ding Yue, and then at Thauva.

Ertuis saw Ding Yue's movements, smiled, and then slapped it fiercely and 'drank'. stared at Messi.

Next, it's the goalkeeper and the penalty shootout.

It's a matchup that's neither fair nor unfair, and it's hard to say which side will have more pressure, but to see who has the more ability to resist pressure.

There was a dense forest-like silence, and the Camp Nou suddenly seemed to be finished with the audience, silent, quietly waiting for Messi to run. I'm afraid that every sound will affect the influence of their deepest hearts.

Ding Yue hugged his hands, and his breathing stopped temporarily at this moment. Ding Yue knew the Argentine's terrifying strength, but he also knew that his penalty was like his Achilles heel.

"Don't go in!"

Messi runs.

Ertuis moves ahead of schedule!

Right!

Ertuis listened to Ding Yue's instructions!

Look at the ball with your right palm!

Rub the pillar out!

"Boom !!!!!!"

The dead Camp Nou let out tens of thousands of regrets at once.

"I'm relying on you pervert!! what's going on? doesn't it mean that this kid's landing speed is a hard injury!" Pogba roared and rushed forward, giving Thauva a punch.

Ertuis allowed his teammates to rush up and 'ravage' him in various ways, only to smile shyly, and on closer inspection, he found that his fists were clenched.

"Attention, corner, don't rush to celebrate. Godin suddenly walked to the penalty spot, ready to mark Pique, who had been slowly running towards his own penalty area, blinked his eyes and watched his teammates shout: "Defend this corner too!"

Messi's heart was shocked, his face was full of remorse, and he hugged his head.

Pedro walked over, patted him on the shoulder, and whispered something.

Immediately afterwards, Pique also arrived in the penalty area, but his voice was much louder than Pedro's, "What are you afraid of, you just have another hat trick in the sports battle!"

It's not a small tone!

Ding Yue looked at Xavi in the corner kick area, thinking that Pique, a bastard with a big mouth and rough nerves, is really a lover. However, do you really think that the current Atletico Madrid defense line is an early morning road?

A missed penalty did not panic the Barcelona players, and they saw a lot of wind and waves, or rather, they also saw too much of Messi's missed penalty.

No one blames Messi, perhaps Barcelona's supporters believe that Messi can do everything without a penalty.

"Hey, Ding. You go to the left and get ready to fight back!"

Ding Yue was about to follow Sanchez into the penalty area, Mulanda signaled that there was no need to follow up, and asked Ding Yue to maintain a counterattack point outside.

Xavi's corner kick is not very arc and not too fast, but it is very accurate.

Pique and Puyol both lay in ambush near the penalty spot, and Xavi was looking for the spot.

Sanchez, acting as a cover between the two of them, took Juanfran away with a single shot.

Miranda and Godin were pestering Pique and Puyol, with Godin carrying a yellow card and having just been awarded a penalty, but at this time he was also entangled with Pique like a vine.

Ding Yue was really worried that he would receive a second yellow card.

Four people jump at the same time.

Puyol's ability to judge points is the most prominent!

He grabbed this point!

Head the ball!

With momentum, the ball sinks strongly!

Bang!

smashed on the beam and popped up the bottom line!

Thauva didn't even react at all, and took a step back in a false alarm, retreating into the goal line.

There was another wave of regret in the stands at Camp Nou.

Puyol shook his long hair and shouted, then clapped to himself and shouted "Come again, come again!"