Once Jena was in control of the ball, the young player was running towards the penalty area with a fighting spirit, and he seemed to want to break Wu Feng's goal.

"I will never give up!" Jena's young striker Schmidt silently shouted in his heart, and he was very angry at the lack of fighting spirit of his teammates.

But he knew that even if he reprimanded them, it would not have any effect except that he would attract the resentment of his teammates, and it was better to use his actual actions to awaken the fighting spirit of his teammates.

In fact, his actions did work very well, and the rest of his team-mates were very ashamed to see him running aggressively and creating chances at all costs.

They didn't think they were mentally going to lose to the young teammate. Gradually, the general atmosphere in Jena improved, and they remembered their goals before the game.

Although this goal seems impossible to achieve, they also have their own pride, they can lose on their feet, but they can't lose so badly.

After cheering up, Jena's attack and defense were more rationally organized, although they could not effectively tear apart Karlsruhe's defense, but at least they were not pressed by Karlsruhe as they were in the first 20 minutes.

Time passed in a stalemate between the players, and by the 25th minute of the game, the Karlsruhe fans in the stands went crazy.

"1 minute, last 1 minute!"

The Karlsruhe fans cheered happily, each with a heartfelt smile on their faces, as they counted down Wu Feng's clean sheet record.

"40 seconds ......"

At this time, the situation on the court suddenly changed, and Schmidt did not complain that Wu Feng, who had been working hard, easily broke the record and won a personal honor, and they can only be used as a background.

He held back his strength and beckoned his teammates to ask for the ball, and his teammates quickly granted his wish and passed the ball directly to his feet.

As soon as he got the ball, his performance to prevent Wu Feng from breaking the record began, and the football followed him towards the front court like an obedient elf.

Midfielder Federico was easily shaken by him.

Vazenik, too, was deceived by his nimble dribbling.

Stoll, because he didn't turn fast enough, was easily shaken by him.

"10 seconds ......" Schmidt burst into the box with the ball amid the shouts of the Karlsruhe fans, and David Pisot was too late to intercept him, who was defending another Jena striker.

Seeing this scene, the fans of Karlsruhe were anxious.

"Danger! Will this goal go in? ”……

At this time, the Jena fans in the stands also began to shout loudly and cheer for Schmidt, who had already been infected by Schmidt, a young player, and felt that they could not give up the game like this.

"Score, score, kick in! Can't let that damn Chinese break the record! ”

In a matter of seconds, the entire Ernst Arena resounded with the same cry, half of which was shared with the cheers of the Karlsruhe fans.

At this moment, the excited voice of the on-site narrator overshadowed the huge clamour.

"Oooo Woo finally pulled off a miracle and is now equal to Oliver Kahn's record of 836 minutes without conceding a goal. For every minute that passes, the new record of clean sheets in the Bundesliga will increase by one minute. How many minutes can this young Chinese keep a clean sheet at? Let's wait and see! ”

At this time, Schmidt was already carrying a football with him, accompanied by the voice of the commentator, and rushed straight to Wu Feng, who was already waiting.

Knowing that Wu Feng had equaled the record of no goals conceded, he snorted disdainfully in his heart, he was also a young man, he would not be so convinced.

"Even if you break this record, I'm going to shake you off and make you laugh at the world with a goal. Hmph, just broke the record and conceded a goal in less than a minute, I think this record will definitely make you unforgettable for life, I want you to always remember this goal, and remember me forever! ”

With this idea, Schmidt rushed to Wu Feng with the ball with a flexibility that was extremely unsuitable for his size. I saw that his legs were like butterflies wearing flowers, changing rapidly, trying to confuse Wu Feng's judgment, because Wu Feng's observation power is very amazing, and all the media have discovered this fact.

"Nima, this kid is so big, he was stimulated by something, and he suddenly became so good. Did he just take drugs? He's going to send it! Does the word flexible match his body type? A copy of Ibrahimovic in the Bundesliga? ”

Wu Feng saw that Schmidt's footwork suddenly became magical, and he shouted in his heart that it was not good, and immediately chose to defend conservatively, such flexible footwork, if he was not careful, he would hit the opponent's foot, and the result was a red card and penalty, he had to grasp the best time and hit it with a blow.

He cautiously and slowly stepped back, keeping a certain distance from Schmidt while waiting for his teammates to come to support him, and then he struck back, so he had to be faster, and now it was a bet to see who could not hold his breath first.

Wu Feng chose a conservative approach, although Schmidt was in a hurry with the ball, he was not in a hurry, and he was ready to shake Wu Feng to score the ball, and he was about to enter the goal area.

"What is he doing?" In Jena's dugout, Heiko frowned. A good player is good, but a good player often likes to be independent, not very popular with coaches.

Just when Heiko was deeply dissatisfied with Schmidt's behavior, he began to make a final decision, and he found that the Chinese goalkeeper defended very well, and the closer he approached, the more he could feel that the opponent was already gathering momentum and could pounce on him at any time.

Thinking of this, Schmidt immediately began to accelerate, smoothed the ball to the side, and then pulled the ball from in front of Wu Feng to the side.

"Defend the middle lane! He handed it over to me, don't give the other players in Jena a chance to shoot! ”

Wu Feng saw Schmidt change direction, immediately shouted, and then changed his position and firmly blocked Schmidt's shooting angle.

"Damn, he sealed the angle so badly that he didn't have a chance to shoot!" Schmidt couldn't find the right angle to shoot and reluctantly stopped, ready to dribble again in search of an opportunity.

But at this time, Wu Feng, who was still standing on the goal line, moved, and the previous move made his whole body, and Wu Feng fully proved to the world that what moves like the wind.

Although Schmidt showed extraordinary footwork, but after all, he was not a god, his movements had been completely seen through by Wu Feng, the moment he drove, the football was slightly far away, and then Wu Feng jumped into the football at Schmidt's feet when his legs exploded with all his strength, and he didn't even touch Schmidt's feet in the process.

But Schmidt was frightened by Wu Feng's speed, and when he saw that the football was gone, he tripped in a panic, causing the fans in the stands to laugh.

However, the crisis in Karlsruhe was finally perfectly resolved by Wu Feng, and there was not even a single foul.