After the referee awarded a free kick foul, he also showed Silva a yellow card, fortunately it was a frontal interception, and if it was a side foul, Silva was expected to walk back to the dressing room early.

Silva, however, didn't care, patted his ass and stood up, then looked down at the field. At this time, is Liu Hao going to appear? Vaguely, he had already seen Liu Hao standing up......

This is the moment you have been waiting for!

Before everyone could react, the professor had already let Liu Hao run out of the bench.

"It's finally out! Oh my mother! If he doesn't play again, the professor will be torn apart by the fans! Peng Weiguo gasped, everyone is waiting for this moment! has missed three excellent opportunities in a row, and if the professor doesn't let Liu Hao play again this time, the result is really unimaginable.

"Why didn't the professor let Liu Hao appear before? Is it just to have a heartbeat? Peng Weiguo still can't understand the professor's intentions, since he has to go to Liu Hao in the end, why do he have to worry about it for so long, and he didn't let Liu Hao go until the fourth time.

Liu Hao simply took off his coat and quickly stood in the substitution area, what he wanted to replace was Giroud. This time, Giroud has no complaints, he has not scored for more than 70 minutes, he himself is embarrassed, and now the team is so dangerous, only Liu Hao can quickly solve the problem on the field.

"Liu! Liu! Liu! ”

"Liu! Liu! Liu! ”

Liu Hao's appearance injected vitality into the stadium, and the Arsenal fans, who were already frightened, seemed to see their God coming, and it seemed that as long as he appeared on the court, the problem would be solved.

He? Hehe, Yi smiled generously, at this time, still can't help but let Liu go up and gamble? Arthur. You're still dreaming! The corner of Blanco's mouth sneered, he was not worried about Liu Hao's appearance at all, if Liu Hao could, he would have played a long time ago, why now? It's just that the professor wants to be a dead horse and a live horse doctor!

The top priority is for the team to score as many goals as possible! Seventy-five minutes have passed, and time is running out for the team! Blanco is not worried about whether Liu Hao can score, but whether his team can break through Arsenal's goal.

Luck, if only a little luck. The team should have taken the lead in the second half a long time ago, but I didn't expect Arsenal to be so hard and carry it until now.

Ozil personally set up the ball, and squatted down to carefully clean the turf under the ball, afraid that the unevenness of the turf would affect Liu Hao's play.

Liu Hao calmly walked towards the penalty spot, his heart fluctuating.

Although I drank the potion, I always felt a little upset in my heart. His mentality, while well maintained, was nervous for sure.

While it is not known when the professor found out that he had a problem with his free throws, the professor has clearly paved all the ways for himself. In order to be able to make yourself hit with one hit. The professor turned down his appearance on the first three occasions until this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity presented itself.

No problem, I can get in! Liu Hao stopped at the penalty spot and took a deep breath. Not scoring is not a nightmare. After all, it's still a 0-0 draw. It's just that the pressure on everyone will be greater in the next ten minutes......

"Liu! Come on! Ozil cheered up. Such an important game as the semi-finals and the usual league are completely different things, especially this penalty kick is likely to be the key to deciding the outcome of the game, and it is normal for Ozil to feel that Liu Hao is under a lot of pressure.

The day before yesterday, I had been practicing a free kick shot from 30 meters away, and the effect has not been very good. It's always a little bit worse, and when it was changed to practice 20 meters away yesterday, Liu Hao was already 80% sure that he could kick the ball in. He knew that in his heart.

Nervousness is certain, but one cannot be afraid...... Liu Hao comforted himself in his heart and began to measure his steps backwards.

So everyone held their breath and waited for Liu Hao's ball.

He ...... There shouldn't be any mistakes in the last league game, right? Peng Weiguo's heart chuckled, and he pinched the mineral water bottle with his right hand, thinking that he was also nervous for Liu Hao. At this moment, Liu Hao is not fighting alone, thousands of Chinese are standing by his side. However, there is no one who can help, only Liu Hao himself......

Huang Jianxiang didn't answer him, he could see better than anyone else that Liu Hao did have some problems, otherwise the professor would not have let Liu Hao stay on the bench again and again. He didn't know if Liu Hao could kick the ball in.

The stadium was quiet, no matter how loud the fans of Paris Saint-Germain were, Liu Hao's mood could not be affected, and the gongs and drums of the Chinese fans also stopped, and the cameras of the whole stadium all aimed their lenses at Liu Hao and the goal in front of him.

Paris Saint-Germain's goalkeeper Duchez was quite confident, waving his arms in front of the goal, like a roc bird, completely covering the middle of the goal, and he wanted to think about which side to pounce on. The instructions he got from head coach Blanco were that he should pounce on the top left corner of the goal, because this was the free throw route that Liu Hao was most accustomed to.

Moreover, Blanco's order was to ask him to move ahead of time and to be determined to pounce on the top left corner of the goal! While Duchez was incredulous by Blanco's order, it seemed like he was going to give up the goal? But he still did as Blanco ordered. At the moment when Liu Hao kicked the goal, Duchez had already flown up.

What the? At that moment, Liu Hao was also slightly stunned, but he had already gotten up, and the ball flew out.

Duchez did guess correctly, which caught Liu Hao off guard.

Of course, Duchez can't save the position of the theoretical dead corner, and he does this just to affect Liu Hao's free throw mentality. In fact, he did.

The ball went around the towering wall and flew into the corner of the goal.

All eyes are on there......

Enter! Enter! Get in! Liu Hao clenched his fists, looking forward to the coming of the goal!

For!

But it was a crisp sound.

The ball hit the lintel and bounced off the baseline.

The ball didn't go in!

Yes...... The audience let out the same sigh almost in unison...... Then a weak cheer burst on, puncturing the balance.

How can it be! As long as there are people who support Arsenal, they should all have such questions and expressions of consternation!

Liu Hao actually kicked the ball to the lintel, is his luck really so bad? Finding 10,000 reasons shouldn't be like this, most of them think so!

"How is that possible...... What a pity! Peng Weiguo lay on the table weakly, his face very pale.

This is the second time this has been shot! Huang Jianxiang muttered, although he thought of such a result. But he still couldn't accept it for a while. Once and twice, it's not an accident......

Like last time, Mesut Ozil and Sanchez were ready to rush to Liu Hao to celebrate, but the result disappointed them again. If the ball hadn't rolled out of the bottom line, Paris Saint-Germain would have taken the ball and had a quick counterattack, and they probably wouldn't have come back to their senses.

Everyone could not hide their disappointment, except for the professor, who tensed his lips and listened intently to the cheers of the Saint-Germains in Paris not far away, standing still in place. His thoughts are similar to Huang's, but he is still ridiculously calm. There is no table xiàn out too much love xù to come.

And the person concerned, Liu Hao, at that moment, his eyes looked a little dull and empty, he thought that he was nine out of ten, but after all, it was still a little worse. Zhongzhu, is it good luck or bad luck?

The ball should have been able to be kicked in, but that guy, the goalkeeper of Paris Saint-Germain, moved ahead of time and affected himself a little......

Free kicks are like parts that are precisely put together. The slightest change was enough to change the course of the ball, and Liu Hao, under the influence of Duchez, did not send the ball into the goal.

The referee's whistle made Liu Hao pull the reality from his thoughts. The game isn't over yet.

Corner kick.

"Liu, corner." Ozil did not forget to remind him. With Liu Hao here, the corner kick is naturally Liu Hao's penalty.

There was no time to laugh at the missed free-kick, which was still under Arsenal's control. Corners can also have a big chance.

However, he couldn't even kick a free kick in, and he was even taken a corner kick. Duchez's confidence was multiplied again. I no longer feel a trace of fear for Liu Hao, Liu Hao has become a mortal, at least now!

Liu Hao came to the corner flag slowly, and his thoughts flipped again.

Corner kicks can only be found by teammates, there is no other choice, and what kind of penalty kick is chosen? He looked at his teammates' familiar runs and understood, maybe his teammates could make up for his mistakes?

The corner kick he sent went directly to Debusy, his comrade-in-arms with whom he had the most tacit understanding.

Debusch cut in from the back in an attempt to bypass the Parisian defense and find Liu Hao's pass in a thick spot...... However, Silva quickly appeared at the back point like a doppelganger, and cleared the ball with a header before De Busch arrived, directly defusing the corner kick attack!

Silva, who had just received a yellow card for a tackle on Sanchez, was still brave at this time, not dragging his feet in the slightest in defence, and did not even give De Busch a chance to shoot.

Silva's header fell at the feet of Italian defender Motta, who was almost thirty-three years old without raising his head, and directly came to the foot transfer, and the right side of the penalty area directly delivered the ball to the left side of the center circle arc!

Ravitch moves like a rabbit and swoops straight into the middle circle from outside his own big penalty area! Debusch didn't have time to fill in at all, he was still on the right side of the penalty area! You can't fly back if you fly!

Thankfully, Ramsey was next to Ravic......

Ramsey suddenly found that the not tall Ravitch actually had the same super speed as his teammate Sanchez, even if he tried his best, he couldn't catch up with Ravitch, Ravitch easily caught up with the ball and drove straight in!

Vermaelen and Mertesacker just exchanged glances, and then left Ibrahimovic directly, and went towards Ravitch himself,

He had to stop Ravitch in his tracks!

Just as Silva did before, he also had to intercept Slavic at the first time!

"Ravitch! Ravitch! Vermaelen is up! He's coming up! Vermaelen shovels! The speed is quite ferocious! "Huang Jianxiang is also in a hurry! The speed of speech is quite fast!

"Ahh Ravitch passes! Cunning, he actually passed the ball over the top! Ravitch was brought down by Vermaelen, but the referee didn't blow the whistle! The game continues! Ibrahimovic! Ibrahimovic ran, he took Mertesacker in stride in an instant, and the anti-offside position was successful! Mertesacker simply couldn't keep up with him! Ibrahimovic threw out half of his body with every step! Ibrahimovic got the ball! Ibrahimovic bursts into the box! Shot!!!! Yes! Damn, the ball really went in! ”

In the end, Huang Jianxiang was like a deflated ball, and he became impotent in an instant...... It wasn't Arsenal's goal, of course he didn't have the energy.

"Burst with a bang!" Peng Weiguo took the case, quite excited, "Modo eats!" Point to understand that a certain Ibaqian Moyu is down! At that moment, he couldn't tell whether he spoke Chinese or Cantonese, and scolded directly.

Mertesacker was still in front of Ibrahimovic, if Ibrahim wanted to rush forward, he had to cross him first, it stands to reason that Mertesacker at least had a chance to prepare, but the moment Ibrahimovic started, he was left behind, and after running, Mertesacker couldn't even catch Ibrahimovic's clothes, how to put him down......

The big screen is like having an IQ, slowly rolling the score to 1:0......

There was a deathly silence on the pitch, except for the 300 warriors screaming, and the PSG coach's bench and bench going crazy.

In the seventy-eighth minute, Paris Saint-Germain finally scored! That goal could have allowed them to reach the final.

"There is not much time left for Arsenal......" Huang Jianxiang muttered, when these words came out of his mouth, he was also startled, he used to say it when he broadcast the Chinese team's game live, but today it was actually used on Arsenal's body, and it feels like a kind of bad luck?

"Whew! There's still a lot of time! Until the last minute, it is not known who will enter the final, at this time, the professor should learn from Mourinho and send four forwards......" Peng Weiguo quickly recovered his spirit and began to give advice to the professor, but unfortunately the professor could not hear his high-minded talk.

Before Liu Hao's blow of not scoring faded, Paris Saint-Germain scored, and this qiē happened in just over a minute, and it was really a thunder counterattack.

There is no doubt that the morale of the Arsenal players has hit rock bottom all of a sudden. The nightmarish one-minute experience made everyone smell a trace of despair......

They've been playing too well in recent games and it's only now that they're facing their toughest situation of the season.

Everyone's faces turned a little pale, and they looked helplessly at the sky.

What should we do at this moment......

"Arthur ......" Even assistant coach Boulder had no idea at this moment, but nervously turned his eyes to the professor.

Natural and man-made disasters, in fact, I can't help it...... Although the professor's face was calm, his heart began to panic...... (To be continued......)