However, Stephen also knows the wall of people Wu Feng has lined up in the game before, and understands that this is his habit, not because of any discrimination.

It's just that he can't catch up with the score now, and he, like the rest of his team, is eager for the team to catch up as soon as possible, then equalize, and finally fight hard to win this game.

It's just that there are not a few minutes left, this goal is very important, so he continued to hold on after the cramp, he knew that it was not time for him to come off the field, and the team still needed him.

At this time, Wu Feng began to loudly instruct Eichner and the others to pay attention to preventing the opponent's players from making up shots, or cooperating, and he was not too sure to catch it with one hand.

At this time, the players on both sides are ready to take their places, waiting for the duel between Stephen and Wu Feng, and then the final grasp of football.

The referee immediately blew the whistle for the restart of the game, and the Karlsruhe fans and the Rostock fans held their breath and stared nervously at Stephen, who was about to start.

Start up, accelerate suddenly, exert full speed, and volley with the outside of the right foot.

Stephen did it all in one go, and when he did, he was very pleased with his free-kick, arguably his best free-kick in a few seasons.

"There's a lot of power, a lot of angles, and the spin is beautiful. With this ball, I don't believe you can easily block it. Even Mihajlovic didn't dare to say that he could kick it every time, even Oliver had been broken by such free kicks many times. ”

The ball flew out of Stephen's sight, and instead of kicking the gap between the two, he flew high over the player's head towards the goal, arcing into the near corner of the goal.

"Sure enough, it's the near angle, don't you understand? Although this is much more difficult for me, it is also relatively much simpler, and it is beneficial and harmful to you and me. ”

Wu Feng was unimpressed by Stephen's free throw, then kicked a few steps quickly, and finally used all his strength, aiming at the flight path of the football and rushing towards the football.

And when he usually practiced free kicks, he also watched Mihajlovich's free kick highlights, and since Stephen imitated him, his penalty will also have Mihajlovich's shadow in it.

He knows very well that Mihajlovic's free-kicks are powerful and tricky, so it depends on how much power Stephen can use to take such free-kicks.

But in fact, Wu Feng still underestimated the power of Stephen's free kick, and Stephen's penalty not only imitated Mihajlovic's movements, but also had his kind of power.

The ball was a little quicker than he had estimated, but it wasn't the worst for him and his saves weren't too much of a problem.

"Oh, why is the power of this ball so great, could it be that Stephen is possessed by Mihajlovich? He's obviously tired and cramping, but can he still kick with so much power? Forget it, let's just hit it. Wu Feng's left hand just touched the football, his heart sank, although this speed is not a big problem for him, but the power and rotation behind the sum up, it is likely that after his left hand blocked the ball, he was still knocked away by the power of the football, and then flew into the goal with a rotating angle.

In an instant, he reacted quickly, quickly transporting the internal force and concentrating it on his left hand, which fully strengthened the power of tens of thousands of N.

"Bang", just a second later, the football was quickly hit out by Wu Feng's left hand, but it still had a strong spin, hit the right post, and continued to fly towards the right bottom line.

"Did you get in? Fortunately, I didn't go in, and the spin was too strong, and it all went out, and it even flew to the right. After hitting this free kick, Wu Feng, who was still in mid-air, hurriedly looked up in the direction of the right.

But seeing that the football was still flying towards the goal with a strong spin, seeing this, his heart sank again, and he wanted to forcibly twist his body in mid-air to continue to block it.

"Boom", the next moment, a clear sound made Wu Feng happy, far beyond the strength of ordinary people, making him change the trajectory of the football flight at the most critical moment.

It was after this change that the ball hit the outside of the post and bounced off the outside of the post even though it was spinning at great speed, and then flew to the right baseline with a spin.

"Huhu, I did it, I didn't let this free kick fly into the goal!" Wu Feng was overjoyed.

Immediately after a muffled sound of "bang", Wu Feng finally fell heavily on the lawn, fortunately his body resistance is relatively strong, and this pain is nothing.

But he didn't care much, jumped up from the turf excitedly, raised his left hand and shook it fiercely in the void.

"Wu, pounce beautifully! It's so handsome! ”

"Haha, worthy of our patron saint, such a free kick can be blocked!"

"......" Pisot and others saw that Wu Feng successfully saved the opponent's player Stephen's high-quality free kick shot, and cheered and roared excitedly around Wu Feng.

With the last few minutes remaining, a few more minutes will allow them to snatch three points from Rostock, leaving them just one game away from the Bundesliga title, and all the Karlsruhe players are excited.

"Well done!" At this time, Becker also rushed to the sidelines, jumping and jumping like an old urchin in excitement, and his gentlemanly demeanor had long been lost to him.

Wu Feng's key save brought the team one step closer to winning the game, and the impact on Rostock was huge, only a few minutes away, it seems that the three points in this game are already within reach.

On the other hand, Thomas's face did not show an anxious expression, as if he had expected such a situation.

He strode to the sidelines and shouted: "There are still a few minutes left, we can't give up yet, take advantage of this throw-in!" Although Thomas also believes that there is no hope of victory in this game, as the head coach of the team, he does not want to tell his players his thoughts, he must let the players continue this spirit of not giving up.

'I didn't expect him to save such a beautiful free-kick from me, alas, it's a shame, it's the best I've ever played, and even Mihajlovic couldn't have surpassed it.' Stephen's eyes were full of disappointment, and he looked at Wu Feng, who was shouting in the sky, for a while, and then ran into the penalty area according to the instructions of head coach Thomas, ready to meet this throw-in opportunity.