Wow!!!!!!!!

Penalty kick!

Penalty kick!

Penalty kick!

The stadium was boiling, and the Barcelona fans shouted hysterically, their cheeks flushed, their hands raised and waved down, and their arms surging like a tide of rage.

They were so excited.

A few minutes ago, the two sides were still in a stalemate, and with little time left for the game, the fans were naturally anxious.

But at this moment, Yile stood up again!

Yes!

He always stands up!

He can be trusted as always!

This season, this is not the first time that Yi Le has turned the tide, he has a kind of magic in him, and he can always be that hero in the face of adversity!

Such an easy music, how can Barcelona fans not love it!

Yi Le lay in the penalty area, despite being violated, there was no pain on his face, he smiled on his back, the attempt to attack was worth it.

In fact, he didn't know if this attack would succeed, but God still favored him.

This attack will completely kill Bayern Munich, the last hope!

And so it is!

On the sidelines, at the fourth official's office, Bayern Munich's head coach was protesting angrily.

"Fake fall! This is a bad fake fall! ”

Frick was almost snarling against the fourth official, and the spit was sprayed in the other man's face.

The fourth official, Feng Danyun, wiped his face lightly and said indifferently: "Sir, please calm down, this is indeed a foul!" ”

"Fart! It's a fake fall! Frick pushed the fourth official as hard as a demon, which caused chaos on the scene again.

The referee noticed this scene and rushed straight from the field to Flick, showing a bright red ruby.

"Shit!"

Flick saw that he was sent off with a red card, but he still did not hesitate and said: "You will be punished, I will appeal to UEFA, you will be responsible for this farce!" ”

In the face of the angry Flick, the referee did not hesitate at all, and directly replied: "I will be responsible for this, I am responsible for all the remarks today, this is a foul!" ”

"Now, you can leave the arena!"

The referee issued an eviction order, and Flick walked away, and he went straight to the stands, where he sat in the middle of the jubilant Barcelona fans, with a black face and no words.

Barcelona fans in this area couldn't help but laugh at Flick when they saw it.

They were ridiculing Frick with words as much as possible, and in the face of those unbearable voices, Frick was even more angry in his heart, and he wanted to stand up and theorize, but when he saw that the other party was overwhelmed, he was a little 'hearty'.

Bayern Munich are in a terrible situation right now, with a last-minute penalty and a red card for the referee, and nothing could be worse than that.

They can now only hope for goalkeeper Ulreich.

So... Is he trustworthy?

Everyone turned their heads to look, only to see that Ulreich's face was already pale, and even his hands were trembling.

This is a very bad sign, but even so, they can only pin their last hope on Ulreich.

......

The referee has returned to the pitch and Barcelona will have to discuss the penalty taker.

Normally, the penalty taker at this juncture is naturally Messi.

But this time, Messi gave in.

He pushed Yile into the penalty area and said: "It's a penalty you created, it's up to you to finish, and it's ......"

Messi smiled and said: "You have to learn to take more responsibility, I believe this is the best choice!" ”

Yi Le looked at Messi with some consternation.

He never imagined that the ball would be taken by him.

Naturally, there is pressure, but Yile will not be crushed by this.

After all, he was the man who stood in the Champions League final and took the last penalty spot.

It's just that what makes him hesitate is Messi's entrustment, he knows that Messi has begun to dilute his influence and hand over the flag of Barcelona to Yile.

And on this occasion, it is obviously a good choice to carry out this handover ceremony.

At this moment, the ball flew in front of Yi Le out of thin air, and he hurriedly grabbed it.

Yi Le looked up and saw Suarez applauding vigorously: "We believe in you, don't have too much burden!" ”

Griezmann on the side also nodded and said: "Let's go to the semifinals together!" ”

"The miracle is right in front of you, it's up to you to create it!"

"Come on, easy!"

All the Barcelona players are looking at Yile, and their eyes are full of trust.

For some reason, this kind of look made Yile feel more pressure.

After a moment, Yi Le exhaled slowly, resolutely turned around, and walked towards the penalty spot.

'We have made the final choice, Yi will take the final penalty, it was a penalty created by him, and he stood on the spot-kick undisputedly. Yi can be trusted, despite his young age, he has plenty of experience in major tournaments, even beating Real Madrid on penalties in the Champions League final, and he has the potential to be pinned on our hopes! ”

Komans kept licking his lips, and he felt his voice tremble from the nervousness.

Comans clasped his hands in front of his chest and his eyes were glued to Bayern Munich's penalty area.

The eyes of the Camp Nou and the world are also focused here.

Under the gaze of thousands of pairs of eyes, Yi Le lowered his head and kissed the football, then gently placed it on the penalty spot, slowly got up, and suddenly raised his head.

It was a pair of resolute eyes, and there seemed to be a desire for victory burning in them.

Yi Le slowly retreated, measuring his running space step by step.

The audience was silent, and the fans felt nervous that their hearts were about to jump out, and every time Yi Le retreated, it seemed to be unusually uncomfortable to step on their heartbeat.

Boom!!

Finally, Yi Le stopped, his hands were covered with sweat, and he casually wiped his trouser legs.

Slowly closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and then suddenly opened his eyes to look at the referee, and nodded heavily.

The referee then withdrew from the penalty area and put the whistle in front of his mouth.

Beep!!!!

The whistle blew, and Yi Le jumped out.

Yi Le's decisiveness startled Ulreich on the other side, and he kept judging in his heart.

Left? Right?

Suddenly, he noticed that Yi Le's right foot was next to the football.

Left-footed shot?

Suddenly, Ulreich lunged to the left.

After he made a save, Yi Le's forward rush slowed down, and his left foot slowly landed and poked lightly at the ball.

"Spoon!!!!! ——”

Comans screamed.

Yes, scream!

He was so nervous that he broke his voice.

The spoon at the critical moment, how crazy this guy is!

But this spoon, worth it!

Under everyone's gaze, the ball flew lightly, crossed a graceful curve in the air, and then drilled into the net with such a light wind.

The ball touches the net, and the net trembles slightly.

At this moment, the audience was silent!