In this case, Bayer Leverkusen's penalty kick sequence is ready, with Ribery playing first, Novotny next, LaMelo third, Burdaric fourth, and Zheng Zhi fifth.

And Real Madrid is still a bit of a mess.

Bosque has not yet decided which five players to play, although he has a lot of candidates in mind, but it is not so easy to come up with five people, although he has practiced penalty kicks before the game, but he did not really think that he will play penalty shootouts.

Who knows if a damn penalty shootout will come or if it will actually come?

"Fernando,"

"You kick the first one."

There wasn't much time left for him, so he simply arranged it directly.

When he heard Fernando, Redondo subconsciously looked at Bosque.

"No, I'm talking about Hierro."

"You kick the fifth."

Both of them are Fernando, and they will inevitably think that it is themselves, usually they call Hierro not Fernando, and they are called Fernando when they are called Redondo, so Redondo thinks it is himself......

Bosque also decided on the first and fifth names from the beginning.

"Raul the second."

"Guti the third."

"Carlos fourth."

"That's it, do you have any questions?"

He still subconsciously consulted the players.

No.

Everyone was silent.

"Okay, everybody fence."

Bosque beckoned.

"Victory!"

"Victory!"

"Victory!"

“hala madrid！”

The other end is the same roar.

"Victory!"

"Victory!"

"Victory!"

"Bayer Leverkusen must win!"

Then the coaches of both sides handed over the list of the first five people who took the penalty and the list of substitutes, and walked to the center circle. Zheng Zhi and Hierro went to guess the coin, and in the end, Real Madrid got the right to take the first penalty.

Hierro himself walked to the penalty spot with the ball in his hands.

"Real Madrid took the penalty first."

"It looks like Hierro is the first."

"He is the most consistent scorer in the Real Madrid team, Hierro played as a striker when he was young, then in midfield, and finally as a central defender, but he has scored more than 120 goals, and he has taken many set-pieces, and there is no player more stable than him."

"But I guess Worrall will definitely send four Germans to take the penalty with Zheng Zhi, the German penalty is the most stable, just look at the German team's penalty shootout performance in the European Championship and the World Cup, so I have a certain advantage in the penalty shoot-out of Leverkusen. Bayer Leverkusen's only drawback is estimated to be the goalkeeper, Matisek's level is average, but Casillas is a hero! ”

When Hierro stood on the penalty spot, the whole stadium fell silent instantly, and even the air seemed to be solemnly suffocated, whether it was in the stands, the coach's box, the bench, or in front of the TV, time seemed to stop.

Beep

Corina's whistle blew, and Hierro steady! The gaze of the Grim Reaper instantly burst into a dazzling light, and the ball was kicked out with his right foot.

Marty Seck pounced and Hierro kicked the ball straight into the top right corner of the goal!

In the stands, a sea of white instantly erupted into a deafening sound, and they quickly threw their fear on the fans who supported Bayer Leverkusen.

"The ball went in~"

"Hierro is Hierro, dare to kick like this at this time!"

"If the footwork is a little irregular, the ball may fly to the stands!"

"1-0, Real Madrid is leading for the time being. Now it's up to Bayer Leverkusen. ”

"Huh, who?"

"Who's coming out? Am I not mistaken? Is it Ribery? 17-year-old Ribery? Why? Why is Worrall so bold! Why is this arranged? Can't so many Germans send anyone up? It's Ribery! Oh my God, will this kid be able to keep an eye on so much pressure? ”

Huang Jianxiang immediately screamed.

What about him? The whole stadium was in an uproar, and the Leverkusen fans were going crazy.

"Fack!"

"Fack?"

"Crazy, isn't it?"

"How could Frank be so responsible?"

"Worrall's brain is in the water?"

"Even if you let Zheng Zhi kick the first one, it's okay."

The Spanish fans were also in a state of joy, and the moment immediately forgot about the nervousness.

"Can this little guy kick in?"

"Huh."

But Ribery's steps were resolute.

"Come on, Frank, you can do it!"

Zheng Zhi's voice sounded behind him, and Ribery continued to move forward until he walked into the penalty area and placed the ball firmly on the penalty spot.

"I can,"

"I'll be sure,"

"He won't know."

"I'll in!"

Ribery stepped back, words in his mouth.

Casillas squatted slightly, squinting at little Ribery.

"Whew~"

His nose snorted, and he instantly became more focused.

When the whistle blew, Ribery began to run, and as he ran, he looked at the bottom left corner, and when he shot, he leaned very hard to the left!

"It's now!" Casillas finally pounced confidently to the left!

Yes?!

Da~

Ribery actually kicked the spoon, in the middle?!

"Oh my God!"

"Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God!"

"This guy ......"

Boom –

Crazy screams erupted in the stands in an instant.

"Ribery!"

"He inherited the great tradition of Zheng Zhi,"

"He actually kicked a spoon penalty!"

"His heart is too big!"

"I didn't think of it at all, I'm sure no one could have guessed!"

Even Zheng Zhi was shocked, and directly exploded in the arc of the middle circle.

"I grass,"

"This little bastard!"

"The list is too big, it's too dead!"

"Ahhh

In the stands, Ronaldinho turned his back to the pitch, covering his face and never dared to turn around.

"Entered?"

"Entered!"

"A bastard's spoon penalty."

"Frank is too calm."

"My grass?"

"Awesome!"

Ronaldinho laughed and scolded with the words he had learned from Zheng Zhi.

Ribery ran frantically all the way back to the middle circle arc and jumped onto Zheng Zhi.

"I did."

"I did it!"

Laughing so much that his whole face was deformed. Turning his head to look at Worrall, Worrall's face was so dark.

Isn't it a joy to score a goal? Why is Worrall doing this expression?

Damn, this is the Champions League final, why do you kick a spoon penalty, do you think you are Zheng Zhi?! Worrall really wanted to scold out loudly and vent the extremely suppressed emotions in his heart.

Luckily, I got in.

……

……

At this time, Raul stood in front of the penalty spot as Real Madrid's second player to take a penalty. In the face of Mattysek, his left foot hit the top left corner of the goal, and although Matisk pounced in the right direction, he could not touch the ball.

"Raul is in too."

"It feels like Hierro and Raul are shooting very steadily, both are grasping angles, both are in the upper corner."

"They all like to play with angles."

"Ribery was really scared just now."

"I wonder who is the second to appear?"

Novotny stepped forward.

"It's Novotny."

"I'm wondering, wasn't it good to be the first to let the German international take the penalty? Novotny is very stable. He was actually the second, and Worrall's arrangement was really strange. ”

Huang Jianxiang didn't know, it was Novotny who didn't want to punish the first, why didn't Worrall want to?

Without the pressure of the first penalty, Novotny was steady, and it wasn't his first time taking the penalty, he just didn't want to be the first. He put the ball behind the penalty spot and took a special look at Casillas, no, to be precise, trying to put the frame in his mind. As for Casillas? Think of him as a stake!

Step back and slowly pull back the run-up distance.

Beep

Corina gave the order, and Novotny rushed towards the ball at equal speed.

Da~

Low right-footed shot into the bottom right corner of the goal!

Casillas misjudged and pounced in the opposite direction.

"Good shot! The German was calm and fired straight into the bottom right corner of the goal. ”

"2:2, the penalty shootout was played 2:2, the total score was 5:5, the first two rounds of the two sides did not miss the shot, two free throws and two hits. Now it will be interesting to see if the third, fourth and fifth players make mistakes, and the goalkeeper's play is also very important, and once someone makes a save, it will be completely different. ”

'The third player to make Real Madrid's appearance was Guti.

"Guti is very young, but he is already a reliable veteran at Real Madrid, and he is very good with his left foot."

Guti habitually stripped his long blonde hair, then squinted at the goal for several seconds, and after the whistle blew, he first accelerated to the ball, then suddenly paused, slowed down again, and after a change of rhythm, he pushed the middle with his left foot!

Another daring guy!

Marty Seck also made a mistake in the wrong direction.

“3:2，”

"Guti's shot was also very daring, straight into the middle, and if Matissek hadn't moved, wouldn't the ball have been saved?"

"Guti is as bold as Ribery, both of them are hairy."

MMP~Guti, Ribery ...... Zheng Zhi sighed again in the middle circle arc, do guys with character like to play like this? He probably forgot that he often played spoon like this in the league, and that both Lehmann and Kahn had been humiliated by him.

"Carsten, come on!"

Seeing LaMelo walk out, Zheng Zhi immediately shouted.

"Come on, Carsten,"

The teammates also heckled and continued to stand side by side.

Another German stood in front of the penalty spot to face the young Spanish goalkeeper Iker Casillas.

This time, I pounced on the right?

Cassias was gambling.

No, let's stick to the left!

It's always going to hit once!

As a goalkeeper, can't you only rely on gambling now? What else can be technological?

This time he was wrong again and the second German still fired the ball into the bottom right corner of the net, not giving him a chance to touch the ball at all.

Depressed~

Casillas walked past his teammate Carlos with his head bowed, and Carlos also gently touched his waist to express his comfort to Casias.

Carlos was the fourth.

"Carlos,"

"As long as this guy kicks the ball into the goal frame, I guess the ball will go in, the ball is so fast, I feel like Matty Seck will be powerless."

For Carlos, Huang Jianxiang is completely admired, the feet of the Brazilian are too terrible.

Although they are all standing on the same running distance, they look at it and give people a terrifying sense of oppression, including Matisek.

When Carlos finally shot the ball, his response was even a beat slower, and when the ball flew into the bottom right corner of the goal, his body flew into the air, too slow!

"Carlos also scored the ball!"

"All four free throws!"

"The success rate is 100 percent, the pressure is on Bldarić's side, the people in front don't concede the ball, and the pressure on the people who take the free throws in the back will also increase."

"Brdarić, another German player."

"The first two Germans have scored, I wonder if Boldarić can do it?"

Burdaric straightened his chest and slowly and carefully measured the distance of the run, unlike anyone else before.

"Looking a little nervous?"

"It's a little stiff on your feet."

Beep

The whistle blew, and Boldarić rushed to the ball, and it was fast! It's like a sprint shot!

Bang –

The right foot hit the instep of the foot, and the ball ran to the right middle of the goal!

Casillas finally changed the direction of the save and slapped his hands on the ball.

Pounced!

Casillas was about to snicker, but found that his hands could not stop the ball from flying into the goal, the force was too great, and although he changed the direction of the ball, the ball still flew in.

"Goal!"

"Ouch, it scared the hell out of me."

"I thought Casillas had saved the ball!"

"He touched the ball, but it was too fast and it flew in."

"It's dangerous, it's dangerous, it looks like Burdaric still needs to practice more, and his shot was spotted by Casillas."

"Four free throws and four hits."

"The final round is coming, and if the final round is still not decided, then the sixth player will follow, but according to my decades of experience, there are very few major tournaments that go beyond the sixth round, and the fifth round usually has an accident......

"Bayer Leverkusen's fifth player must be Zheng Zhi, I don't know who Real Madrid is?"

"Oh, come out, Redondo."

"He has a big responsibility, he has to take this penalty, and if he doesn't score, Zheng Zhi's chance will come."

As strong as Redondo, when he walked out of the crowd, his face became solemn, and sweat continued to flow from his forehead, and he was under pressure, and he must be too nervous. It's just that both feet on the turf are a little floating.

It's true.

No matter how strong you are, in the face of such an important penalty, you will be under too much pressure in your heart, and your feet will be unconsciously less obedient. So, he didn't take a big step, but it was heavy, and the road to the penalty spot was not far, but he had to press down the fear in his heart as soon as possible.

"Fernando, give up, you can't kick in."

"Your ball will definitely be saved by Matty Seck,"

"Whatever you kick, you're going to get pounced."

Suddenly, Zheng Zhi in the middle circle arc shouted loudly.

Well?

This bastard.

Playing psychological warfare?

Redondo's footsteps slowed, but he continued to walk forward.

"This guy,"

"Bad beating!"

The Real Madrid players all cast murderous glances at him, blaming him for putting extra pressure on Redondo at this time.

Eventually, Redondo stood in front of the penalty spot and slowly moved his steps back.

Matty Sec stood quietly in front of the door, and in Redondo's eyes, his body grew bigger and bigger, like a giant.

When the whistle blew, he rushed towards the ball and fired it into the bottom right corner of the goal.

duang!!!!!!!

The audience was as silent as a cicada, and in an instant, a deafening cheer broke out.

"Doorposts!"

"Haha!"

"Doorposts!"

"Redondo hits the post!"

"Oh my God! Lady Luck instantly descended on Matisack and allowed Redondo to miss the penalty. ”

"Alas,"

"Is this fate?"

"I always feel that Redondo has an Argentine aura......"

"This ...... This...... This ......"

Huang Jianxiang didn't know what to say, if he wasn't standing on Zheng Zhi's position, he would definitely cheer for Redondo, because he also liked Redondo.

"Now, it's Zheng Zhi's turn to appear!"

"Victory is at his feet!"

"Will he decide the outcome of this game and kick the trophy with one kick?"

Zheng Zhi walked slowly past the frustrated Redondo, and could even smell Redondo's heavy snort, and at the same time, his heartbeat suddenly accelerated.

That's right.

He can also be nervous.

He is not God.

Just now, he had been relaxing himself and trying to distract himself, but now that it was his turn to appear, his emotions were quickly mobilized.

Calm.

Calm.

This is the moment of dreams.

With every step he took, he was talking to himself.

Although his feet still seemed to be in motion, he was trying to breathe slowly, and his gaze gradually became determined.

In front of the goal, Casillas, the god of Real Madrid, was already standing there, and his eyes were locked on him.

Pierce him.

Defeat him!

Defeat him!

Zheng Zhi bent down and put the ball on the penalty spot.

That's the location.

Nothing will change.

Zheng Zhi slowly retreated, having already decided where he wanted to shoot.

There will be no hesitation.

At the moment, the world is really quiet, very quiet. It seemed as if he was the only one left on the pitch, unable to hear anything, only to see the ball in front of him and the goal frame.

Except for him, almost everyone subconsciously covered their chests with their hands, worried, fearful, prayed, and cursed......

Beep

The whistle blew.

He sprinted briskly towards the ball.

Kick out!

Da~

He saw Casillas.

He was right, his body stretched out in the air, and his right hand slapped the ball.

But

Casillas couldn't touch the ball because it flew into the top right corner unless Casillas was given another meter to his arm.

Swish~

The ball goes into the net.

"The ball is in!"

"The ball is in!"

"Zheng Zhi!"

"Zheng Zhi!"

"Zheng Zhi!"

"Zheng Zhi scored the fifth goal! Casillas can't do anything! ”

“8:7！”

"Bayer Leverkusen won the Champions Cup 99-00!"

"After last year's Manchester United, they were crowned the great treble!"