At the Westfalen Stadium, seeing that Honemeier kicked a back pass, Lu Wenbin rushed to the ball, and tens of thousands of Dortmund let out a huge boo, trying to interfere with Lu Wenbin.

However, Lu Wenbin did not pay the slightest attention to the noise in the stands, and his eyes only had football.

Amedick didn't have time to blame Honemeier, and also hurried to chase the ball and try to destroy it.

Lu Wenbin and Ameddick chased me towards the football, but Lu Wenbin took advantage of his position and got the ball first.

Then, with just a light trip, Lu Wenbin entered the penalty area with the ball.

After entering the penalty area, in addition to Amedick next to him, Hunemaier, who made a mistake, also rushed towards Lu Wenbin.

and goalkeeper Ziegler, who also blocked the near corner with his teeth and claws.

But Lu Wenbin is confident in his 18/18 shooting attributes.

Without waiting for Honemeier to arrive, and without waiting for Amedick to destroy, Lu Wenbin raised his feet and prepared to hit the door.

He aimed at the far corner.

As long as the goal goes in, Hoffenheim can turn around and beat Dortmund, and they don't even have a chance to equalize.

However, just when Lu Wenbin raised his foot and didn't even play football, he suddenly lost his balance and fell into the penalty area: Ameddic behind him put a shovel behind his back in a hurry and shoveled down Lu Wenbin.

Not far away, the referee, who saw Ameddick fouling behind his back, blew a whistle without hesitation and pointed to the penalty spot: penalty.

Then, he reached out and pulled out a red card from his pouch and showed it to Amedik, who had just gotten up from the ground.

In an instant, Dortmund's penalty area became a barrel of explosives, and Dortmund's players instantly surrounded the referee and excitedly defended their teammates:

"NO, NO, NO, Ameddick didn't foul, it's a good shot!"

"Amedic tackled the ball first, it's not a foul!"

"Sir, Ameddick doesn't deserve a red card, and this penalty shouldn't exist!"

The Dortmund fans in the stands were also blown up in an instant, with boos, scolding, "black whistles", etc., overwhelming, as if they wanted to swallow the referee.

However, the referee insisted on his decision, showed Ameddic a red card with a blank face, signaled him to go off the field, and began to threaten the Dortmund players gathered around him:

'I'm pretty sure Ameddick was behind the tackle and he brought down Lou before he tackled the ball, which was a red card and penalty penalty foul in the box. You don't need to say it anymore, whoever questions it again, I'm going to play my cards! ”

Helplessly, the Dortmund players could only scold and shout and disperse, and Ameddick could only spread his hands, expressed his dissatisfaction with the penalty, and then obediently walked off the field.

On the other side, after rolling on the ground twice, Lu Wenbin stood up with the help of his teammate Ibisevic.

"Lu, how are you, can you take a penalty?" Eduardo asked.

Seitz, Copado, Gustavo and others also gathered around Lu Wenbin and looked at him nervously.

According to manager Ralph Rangnick's arrangement, when a penalty kick is taken on the pitch, the first penalty taker is captain Salihovic.

But Salihovic was not present in this game, and the second penalty taker was Lu Wenbin.

Lu Wenbin's shooting skills have been proven in the previous five games and in this game, and none of his teammates dare to say that they are more sure than Lu Wenbin.

Moreover, judging from Lu Wenbin's performance in these games, Lu Wenbin seems to be the kind of player who plays a big game, and the more important the game, the better he performs, and I believe that Lu Wenbin will not miss on 12 yards.

If Lu Wenbin was not injured and could take this penalty, it would naturally be the best.

Lu Wenbin didn't give in, he stretched out his legs and moved, moved for a moment, and then nodded: "No problem!" ”

Eduardo patted Lu Wenbin on the shoulder and said, "It's up to you!" ”

Other teammates also came up to pat Lu Wenbin's shoulder or head, and everything was silent.

It was a penalty that decided the fate of both teams.

Originally, the time for Ameddic's foul had reached the 93rd minute, plus the referee's time to play cards and drive away the Dortmund players, the penalty kick was basically over in regular time.

Lu Wenbin was punished, and Hoffenheim will score two goals in stoppage time as a second division team to defeat Dortmund with a score of 4-3 and advance to the semi-finals of the German Cup.

If the penalty is not awarded, it will be a big blow to Hoffenheim's morale, and the variables in extra-time will be too great.

Everyone knows this, including all the Dortmund fans in the stands.

When Lu Wenbin found the ball and walked to the penalty spot with the ball, there were overwhelming boos and shouts in the stands, accompanied by racist abuse and abuse from some excited extreme fans.

"Little brat, I wish you a handjob!"

"Ziegler and Westfalen's posts will keep your penalty out!"

"Come on, yellow-skinned monkey, kick into the stands!"

"Yankee, you won't be able to kick it in!"

Through the net, Lu Wenbin could vaguely see the faces of the Borussia Dortmund fans in the stands behind the goal.

Lu Wenbin knows the intentions of these Dortmund fans, they just want to interfere with themselves and want to make themselves unable to score this goal.

But Lu Wenbin has confidence in the system, and he has a psychological advantage over any opponent.

Since his shooting attribute is 18/18, he is basically foolproof on a penalty from such a close distance of 12 yards, as long as he does not die.

Lu Wenbin put the ball on the penalty spot and checked whether there was any abnormality around the penalty spot, so as to avoid kicking the small dirt bag or slipping to it at that time.

After seeing that there was nothing abnormal, Lu Wenbin retreated and prepared to make free throws.

Hoffenheim and the rest of Borussia Dortmund stood just outside the penalty line, ready to rush into the box for the second point.

The referee stood on the side, and after confirming that no one had rushed into the penalty area in advance, he blew the whistle that Lu Wenbin could take a penalty.

Then, Lu Wenbin began to run.

Ziegler half-crouched on the goal line, trying to see from Lu Wenbin's running and eyes that Lu Wenbin wanted to shoot there.

However, he was disappointed.

Lu Wenbin didn't look at the goal at all, nor did he look at him, but stared at the football.

After running a few steps, Lu Wenbin stood still with his left foot and kicked the football with the instep of his right foot.

Before Lu Wenbin kicked the football, it was impossible to guess from Lu Wenbin's movements that he was going to shoot Ziegler on that side, so he could only try his luck and pounce to the left.

Ziegler was lucky, he was on the right track.

However, Lu Wenbin's 18/18 shooting attribute was too precise to kick a set-piece kick without interference.

The ball burrowed into the bottom left corner of the goal with the turf in front of the palm of Ziegler's palm.