"Good time!"

Although Wu Feng did not attack, his eyes never left Banovic, and after he saw Banovic's movements, he immediately judged that the opponent would shoot violently immediately after breaking through.

So he didn't make any adjustments, and immediately jumped up at the first time, and his superhuman explosiveness made him like a tiger. In an instant, he jumped to the right post of the goal, and when the football was about to fly to the goal, Wu Feng's iron fist also arrived in time!

"Bang!"

A huge force came from the glove, and immediately after, the ball was immediately redirected and flew directly to the baseline.

"Woo......" exclamations rang out neatly in the Gend Stadium.

"Banovic, Banovic, Ba...... Promise...... Hey......" The on-site commentator held his head and watched in frustration as the football flew off the bottom line.

Banovic touched his head and looked at the falling football on the ground with some surprise, although he also thought that it would not be so easy to score, but this moment still surprised him very much.

Wu Feng actually saved his full shot with all his strength so easily?

The Nuremberg midfielder is still a bit unbelievable, as he has already shown his long-range prowess and has played to the fullest of his potential. When the ball flew out, he felt that the ball would go in, the ball was fast, the angle was tricky, and he felt that there was no reason not to go in this ball at all.

However, facts speak louder than words, and Wu Feng once again denied him a goal.

The second half was already in the 65th minute, and the time left was getting less and less. After Behrens took a corner kick, Wu Feng observed the trajectory of the landing point in advance, and took the first step to hold the ball when Vitek headed the ball, and the Nuremberg attack was broken up again.

They didn't know that the opponent's counterattack was coming, and Wu Feng made a long pass to find Federico near the center circle.

After receiving the ball, Federico took a few meters and passed it to Porcello, who again ran quickly towards Nuremberg's backfield. Nuremberg's players hurried back to their own half, and the pace of attack and defense was too fast, Wu Feng found Nuremberg's weakness in an instant, which shows that his vision is very wide.

Porcello was quick with the ball and made a few hits to the left side of the box, where he flicked back to Capalani, who was a little closer in the middle.

The ball was a metre or two in front of Capalani, who accelerated and shot with his feet. The ball was very fluid, and Capalani played very decisively, and the ball flew straight into the corner of the goal like an eye.

"Bang!" The shot was powerful, but the angle was a little off, and after hitting the crossbar, it bounced off quickly.

The fact that the goal didn't go in can only be said that Schaefer took shit luck, and his position was very good. Seeing the football flying, Schaefer used all his strength to punch Capalani's powerful shot out, and he didn't die.

The ball bounced far away, and Mintal and Marc arrived at the landing point at the same time, seeing that Mintal was about to get the football quickly.

"Don't you think about it!" Marc hurried a few steps forward to the right, trying to get Mintal stuck behind him.

But where is Mintar who is willing to accept defeat easily, his excitement has long been hooked out by Wu Feng, seeing that Marc wants to stop him. Immediately slammed his left shoulder into Mark.

There was a muffled sound of "poof", and the two were pushed off the route of the football by the other party at the same time.

Marc staggered a few steps to the left, not admitting defeat, and looked defiantly at Mintal.

"Come on!"

"I'll rub it, I don't have time to entangle with you!" Mintal ignored the other man's provocation, his legs sped up suddenly, and he strode forward.

Nuremberg are still one goal behind, and his priority now is not to be aggressive. Instead, after winning the football, organize your own team to attack.

Mintal lifted his right leg, grabbed the ball with a quick step, and then quickly burst into the Karlsruhe central penalty area. Although Marc is desperately chasing after him, he is not as explosive as Mintar in terms of explosiveness and staying power.

Soon he was four or five metres behind Mintal, with Bolcello and Capalani just crossing the centre circle and unable to form effective support in the short term.

What about Federico?

He was more like roaming, he was at the back of everyone, he was the slowest.

Cohen, Stoll, and Pisot pounced from three frontal directions at the same time, and with Marc following closely behind, Mintar was very passively caught in the middle of the attack.

"Oh my God, he's so poisonous!"

What really happened in the arena?

Will it make Becker's face change drastically?

The audience didn't see anything, they only saw Cohen, Stoll, Pisot and Marc combined. Mintal's figure was buried by the bodies of the four and disappeared into the "crowd".

But a second later, the football took the lead in rolling out of the encirclement of Mark's four, and then Mintal's figure also followed out of the encirclement of the four, and Cohen and Stoll in front of him stumbled to both sides at the same time, and seemed to be a little unstable.

Single-handed!

Wu Feng and Mintar are once again heads-up!

Wu Feng in front of the goal was also surprised, he never expected Mintar to fight to such an extent, and the four teammates could not stop him from moving forward, and he couldn't help but admire it a little in his heart.

But now he is the only one left, he can't lose, he has already defeated so many people in Mintal. Wu Feng is very clear about his current responsibility, he must win!

"Rush! Mintal! You are the best, and no matter what kind of opponents are in front of you, you can definitely beat them! ”

Wu Feng immediately rushed out at full speed, his speed was extremely fast, and his attack was very decisive.

As soon as Mintal entered the opponent's penalty area, he raised his head and saw the roaring Wu Feng rushing towards him like an angry tiger.

He was suddenly a little nervous at this time, in order to avoid Wu Feng's blocking, he immediately got up and pushed the upper corner of the far end of the goal, and with a "whoosh", the football flew forward quickly.

Wu Feng, who was attacking, saw Mintal's movements, and hurriedly opened his hands and kicked his legs heavily, trying to intercept the flight path of the football. However, when he jumped with all his might, he pounced.

"Whew, whew!"

The football continued to fly forward, Wu Feng was shocked, and hurriedly looked back, only to see that the football finally slid out of the door and flew all the way out of the bottom line

"Whew...... OK. Wu Feng breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, in the face of this world-class star, sometimes it is really impossible to guard.

"Alas......" The Gend Stadium immediately resounded with the regret of the fans, but it was still succeeded by the Chinese goalkeeper.

After the dead goal, the players from both sides returned to a tug-of-war, and with only 10 minutes left in the game, Becker replaced Zhang Cheng as Mintal became more and more brazen, and the combination of Marker and Cohen could not stop him at all.

After Zhang Cheng came on the field, Mintal's offensive was quickly met with huge resistance. Although Zhang Cheng couldn't stop Mintal alone, his defense was much better than Cohen's, plus his body was strong and fast.