Puyol greeted him.

His face was resolute and imposing.

But the Barcelona captain is well aware that he doesn't have much confidence in cutting off the ball at Van Bizhuang's feet, and many encounters have proved that it is almost impossible to keep Van Bizhuang one-on-one.

Puyol had no intention of making a tackle at all, he just wanted to block, even if it was only a slight block, and maybe he could buy the slightest time and win the chance for his teammates behind him to close the circle.

Puyol pounced without hesitation, he just wanted to entangle him closely, and seemed a little cautious, not only to guard against the opponent's breakthrough, but also to prevent the opponent from falling to the ground with physical contact - in this position, Puyol knew that he could not give Fan Bizhuang a free kick opportunity, because once there was a foul, then the result would be catastrophic, and Fan Bizhuang would send the ball into the net without any suspense.

Puyol's plan was only half the way – he did it, but it showed no signs of stopping him.

Almost in a juggling Marseille slalom, when the distance between the two was getting closer and closer, Fan Bizhuang leaned forward, stepped on the football with his left foot, pulled his right foot, and followed the half-turn.

There is nothing surprising about this action, the essence lies in a fast word, Puyol predicted that Fan Bizhuang would act like this, but his pace just couldn't keep up, Fan Bizhuang successfully took the ball around Puyol's body, the latter gritted his teeth, reached out and wanted to pull the foul, but the outstretched hand only grabbed a ball of air, and Fan Bizhuang had disappeared in front of him.

The big forbidden area line is not far away!

On the edge of the box, only the last blocker remained.

Pique had panic on his face, neither up nor back, Kaka and Rooney had slowed down the pace of the step, deliberately half a step behind Fan Bizhuang to avoid offside, they were waiting for Fan Bizhuang to send a pass - this is the best option, as long as the football passes, then, it will be a single knife!

But Fan Bizhuang didn't choose to pass!

But...... Go it alone!

At this time, Fan Bizhuang looked very "alone", there was no expression on his face, and his eyes were looking straight ahead - in his eyes, there was only the goal!

"Kaka and Rooney are pulling in both directions, they're waiting for Van to pass!"

"Shake off Puyol, Van continues to sprint forward with the ball at high speed!"

"What will he do...... Wait, who is that?! It's Messi! He's still chasing back, and he still hasn't given up...... Messi ran as hard as he could, but ...... Looks hopeless! ”

"Let's take a look at the situation in the forbidden area first, Fan! …… He dribbled the ball into the penalty area, his pace was still fast, Pique stubbornly met it, and the Barcelona defenders had no way back...... Fan! Nice smash ...... Oh oh God, Pique was so shaken by this buckle that he completely lost his center of gravity...... He fell...... In front of the Barcelona goal, there is no defensive strength, this is Fan's best chance, this is Manchester United's best chance to expand the score, and it will also be the chance to decide whether Manchester United can completely kill the game and reach the top of Europe! ”

"Fan Fan Fan! Shot-"

on the field.

Fan Bizhuang ran through the big penalty area line with the ball at high speed, Pique came up, Fan Bizhuang just simply made an upper body shaking action, the nervous and panicked Pique subconsciously threw out the center of gravity of his body, and when he saw Fan Bizhuang stretching out his foot to buckle the ball to the other side, the Barcelona defender panicked and wanted to force a turn, and the result was ...... Mixing garlic with both feet, he completely lost the center of gravity of his body and fell to the ground.

Barcelona's backline collapsed.

In addition to goalkeeper Valdés, there are no defenders in the penalty area, and Pique, who is closest to Van Bizhuang, still slammed on the ground with a "" action, and could only look at the goal powerlessly, expecting Valdés to create a miracle.

A miracle is called a miracle because it doesn't happen very often.

If it appears all the time, then it is not worth being chased and admired by countless people.

So, at this moment, such a thing as a miracle has not come.

Fan Bizhuang finally slowed down the speed of dribbling, he raised his left foot, and made a movement to hit the goal, and at this time, Valdés had already abandoned the door to attack, facing Fan Bizhuang with a bow and arrow, Valdés threw out the weight of his body, prostrate on the ground, waved his hands, and tried his best to expand his range of pounce, but only after a second, his face was full of despair!

The left foot was raised high, but it fell gently, this is just a feint!

With a light buckle of his left foot, his body moved sideways to the right, and with a flick of his right foot, both the man and the ball passed over Valdés who fell to the ground!

"Shoot—"

"No, no, no...... It's not a shot! It's a fake move! ”

"It's a fantastic smash, Fan has deceived the whole world!"

"Fan raised his foot again, this time, it will not be a feint again, the game is about to end!"

In the screams of the commentators, in the cheering shouts of Manchester United fans, and in the painful action of Barcelona fans covering their faces, Fan Bizhuang suddenly turned his head sideways, and then kicked the football with his foot, and the black and white elf jumped across the goal line!

3：1！

At the end of the game, Van Bizhuang scored another goal to help Manchester United extend the lead to two goals, and the outcome of the game completely lost suspense at this moment!

“GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOAL！ GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOAL！ GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOAL！ Third goal! Fan scored an incredible hat-trick in the final! He almost single-handedly propelled Manchester United to the top of Europe! ”

"Sixteenth Champions League goal! Van has scored a total of 16 goals in all competitions this season, and he scored a magical hat-trick in the final! God, maybe for many years to come, this will be an unsurpassed number! Van is a true legend! A legend like no other in our time! ”

"It's over! The game is over! Even if the referee hasn't blown the final whistle yet! But the result is no longer likely to change! Manchester United! This season's European champions, the kings of Europe, will be the Red Devils Manchester United! Van is leading Manchester United back to the top of Europe, and he will win the first Champions League trophy of his career! ”

"There is no doubt that this will be a race destined to go down in history, with records broken, hat-tricks in the final, and Van being unbeatable...... Fan has won all the glory that a professional player can get, and he is still so young, I think that the current world football has truly entered the era of Fan! He is the most unique star of this era! ”

Wembley Stadium was completely boiling at this moment, like hot lava, bursting open.

Manchester United fans were cheering wildly, and even many Barcelona fans stood up and applauded the teenager on the pitch - although they were "enemies", this did not prevent them from paying their respects in their own way, and Van Bizhuang had conquered everyone with an unparalleled performance.

"Win! Win!! We're going to win!! ”

"Victory! Victory!! We are the champions! ”

Fidel and Nadeau hugged and shouted, and the drinkers at Tongs put down their instruments for a moment and shouted in joy.

"Thank you to the Buddha, thank you to Avalokiteshvara, thank you to ......"

Veteran Fan silently recited all the immortal names he could come up with, with a bright smile on his face.

And Lin Lao still threw him a contemptuous look, and then thanked the gods.

Pablo hugs little Luna, father and daughter are yelling, and Sheena is clapping her hands as well.

"Are we going to win? Father? ”

"Yes, little Luna, your big brother, is going to win! He's going to be the king of Europe! ”

"Big brother is so good! Big brother is so amazing! ”

Looking at the father and daughter who were talking, a satisfied smile appeared on Sheena's face, she reached out and took her husband's hand together, holding her daughter's hand with one hand.

"Pabo, I think, I'm in love with football, can we watch football games together in the future? Just look at Fan's game! ”

Pablo nodded, and shook his head again: "It seems that I have to buy a signal receiver, the TV station in the United States, the signal is very bad, and it is a little difficult to watch European football events...... I'll figure it out, though...... Let's watch the ball game together and cheer for Fan together! ”

Sidelines.

Ferguson was already running around excitedly with his arms raised, his face full of excitement. Beside him, Muhrenstin, Rob, and the substitutes were also jumping and shouting, and everyone fell into ecstasy.

Fan Bizhuang knelt on the sidelines, and before he had time to point his hand to the sky, he was pushed down by his teammates who rushed up behind him, and then ...... Everybody's pressed up!

"Fan! Fan!! Fan!!! ”

"You guy! Do you know what you did? Hat-trick! God, it's unbelievable! ”

"Man, you killed the game! We beat Barcelona and we ...... It's about to reach the top of Europe! ”

"Champion! Champion!! We are the champions!! ”

Everyone is waving, everyone is roaring.

Not far away, Messi stood in place, watching the Manchester United players frantically press Fan Bizhuang under him, shouting wantonly and celebrating wantonly.

There was a little gloom in his expression.

He's done his best, he's still holding his teeth tight, but in the end, ...... He still couldn't catch up.

In the duel with Fan Bizhuang, he became a loser again!

Go all out to chase back, and the result is still not what you want, is this the distance between the two people, he is chasing, the other party is running, but he can't chase it!

Messi has this question in his mind.

Especially Fan Bizhuang's imperceptible glance back before the football was sent into the empty goal, Messi knew that Fan Bizhuang was looking at him and telling him that he couldn't catch up with him.

"Alas!"

Messi crossed his hands on his hips and sighed slightly.

And the same action as him was the other Barcelona players, who stared at their opponents blankly, their eyes completely painful.

The cheers at Wembley Stadium continued, the fans continued to revel, but apparently, none of this belonged to them!

Their season, at this moment, has come to an end!