"It's not that easy for you to win, I admit you've done a great job, but that's the end of it, the victory is ours!"

Before kick-off, Seedorf in front of Quaresma raised the corners of his mouth, and seemed to be condescendingly Duquaresma.

It seems to be stating the facts, and it is like declaring war.

Quaresma smiled slightly when he heard this, revealing his trademark cynical smile, he had seen too much of such a provocation, and he didn't care much.

And Quaresma really wanted to ask Seedorf, you are such a big-name star, still come to this set?

Receiving no response from Quaresma, Seedorf was about to say something, but was interrupted by a whistle from the referee, and then he saw Quaresma coming towards him with the ball.

The center of gravity is constantly changing, the ball is like an elf, firmly controlled at his feet, and occasionally a realistic feint makes Seedorf almost not twist his waist.

Pulling the ball on a bicycle, stepping on the ball around his feet, and deceiving Seedorf with a coherent juggling action on the spot, Quaresma left a sound that made Seedorf blush, and then rushed to the Milan half.

Looking at Quaresma's annoying back in embarrassment, Seedorf spat on the ground, his expression already furious.

Do you know how to respect the old and love the young?

I'm so old, and you're shaking me like that?

Do you believe it or not, I just lay on the ground and touch porcelain?

Quaresma didn't know that Seedorf was complaining behind him while leaning on the old and selling the old, he only knew that Milan was about to break out.

Porto didn't attack at all, they were pressed back by Milan, as strong as Quaresma, and it was impossible to go through the whole Milan team alone, and after contributing to the good play of the two in a row, the ball was still broken because there was no teammate to answer.

The game is not good to play!

Retreat without hesitation, even if Quaresma knows that he can't contribute too much defensive strength, but the size is also a person, and he is still a person who can move, even if he stands there, he is stronger than a stake!

What if you can pick up a leak!

Milan's offensive came up, and the formation seemed to have become 433 positions, Shevchenko and Kaka were on both wings, constantly interspersed, with Crespo digging Porto's position, Pirlo's leisurely stroll in the organization and scheduling, already visible master style, with Gattuso in the back to make a wall, Pirlo and Seedorf can also rest assured and bold to plug in, providing a back-row attack.

As in the previous game, when Milan's toughness really showed, Porto struggled to fight back.

Fortunately, Porto doesn't have to think about counterattacking now, as long as they defend wholeheartedly, the current Porto is not the brainless Porto of the last game.

The game seems to have fallen into a stalemate.

Milan's offensive wave after wave, more wave after wave than Quaresma, but in terms of efficiency, the efficiency of the threat attack is really not high.

Porto's lineup is definitely-for-tat, with the three major backs lined up, and the interception ability is not less than that of any team's midfielder, even if it is a sleeping skin that wants to penetrate with a straight kick, it is not so easy.

Offense - Destruction Offense - Offense - Destruction Offense – Offense......

The pitch has completely turned into an offensive and defensive battle between Milan and Porto.

The Milan fans also relented and began to cheer in unison, giving the team all their energy, and they would not allow Porto to leave the San Siro with their heads held high.

In the 57th minute of the second half, Seedorf inserted a long-range shot and almost hit the goal;

In the 64th minute, when Pirlo was constantly mobilizing Porto's defense in the left and right dispatch, he suddenly came with a long shot, which shocked the Porto players in a cold sweat.

In the 68th minute, Shevchenko picked up the ball on the left side of the rib and suddenly got up and shot a shot that seemed to imitate Quaresma's inward shot.

The power of the nuclear warhead explosion is unimaginable, and the ball spins and flies towards Porto's goal, and the extreme arc even makes people feel suffocated.

Baiado was powerless, and at that moment, despair was already gripped in the hearts of the Porto players.

But in the next second, the generals of Porto, who had survived the catastrophe, were so excited that they were about to jump out.

Captain Costa made a contribution, as he intercepted Shevchenko's shot near the back post and kept him out.

Baia was so excited that he hugged Costa and almost gave him a kiss, and the captain was just reliable.

However, although Porto survived a series of attacks from Milan, they could not avoid the severity of the situation.

It's a bit unstoppable!

Even if Porto defend at their best, Milan have enough of a big squad to ensure that they create plenty of chances in their positional attack and threaten Porto's goal.

Once, twice, three times, but can Porto guarantee that it will always be held?

The situation is already extremely bad.

Quaresma was already a bit out of breath, but in the second half, which was not a long period of time, he completed more sprints than he did in the first half, and his fitness was worrying.

There's no way, if you don't rush, you can't do it, every teammate has done their best to defend, how can you stand by like an uncle.

And he didn't allow the good situation he had spelled out to be thrown away.

So, if you can't rush, you have to rush!

Even if you die on the way to rob, you will never back down.

Pepe blocked Pirlo's shot with his body and fell to the ground clutching his chest, but he didn't hear the referee's whistle, but immediately struggled to his feet and continued to devote himself to defense......

Costa has made two goal-line saves in a row and even hit his leg on the post for a tackle, but he still continues to play......

Even though Mereles had a cramp in his right leg because of the over-rush, he still rushed over without hesitation and blocked Seedorf's burst with his body, and life and death seemed to have been put aside by him......

His teammates were desperate, so how could Quaresma be on the sidelines?

Even if you can't run, you have to go back to goal and use yourself as a post to block Milan's shots.

At that moment, it was as if the will of all those in Porto became one, turning into an unstoppable edge, into a solid wall.

The game was completely white-heated, and even the Milan players were a little unrushed, and in the last few minutes, time seemed to be slowed down, and every minute was maddening.

Quaresma was constantly dressed roughly, his feet seemed to be constantly on the move, and his physical strength in his early 70s had become his biggest shackle on the court at this moment, even far exceeding the opponent's defense against him.

Let's get to the end of time!

Quaresma prayed silently in his heart as he used the last bit of strength in his body to rush towards Kaka, who was picking up the ball along the right side.

Can you hear me, God?