The game was in full swing, and in the final moments, not only Spain, but also the leading German team were extremely nervous, and it was the most critical moment for both teams.

Not wanting to be eliminated, not wanting to say goodbye to the World Cup as a loser, Spain can only attack like a moth to a fire.

If they want to qualify for the final and compete for that supreme trophy, the Germans cannot afford to let their efforts fall short in the final stages.

Nearly 90 minutes of fierce fighting, the spirit and physical fitness of the two teams have reached a critical point, many players will stop every two steps to hold their knees and gasp, although tired, but everyone's eyes are extremely firm and determined, they are still for their own persistence, gritting their teeth and insisting!

In the stands on all four sides of the Durban Stadium, cheers, shouts, and even sobs mingled, and both German and Spanish fans stared nervously at the stadium, the difference was that one side was waiting for the moment of victory, while the other side was praying for a miracle.

The referee raised his hand to look at his watch, his hand slightly raised, ready to signal to the fourth official on the sidelines for stoppage time.

It was at this time that the Spanish team's resolute offensive came again.

Xavi received a pass from his teammate again, and in this game, he was almost at full strength, his running distance, his number of passes, in his football career, it is estimated that he can be ranked in the top three. At this time, he is very tired, but he is still gritting his teeth and insisting, his age is not young, maybe this World Cup is the last World Cup he can participate in, the most important thing is that not every time there is such an opportunity to follow to the semi-finals, this is the closest he is to the Hercules Cup, he doesn't want to give up, he can't give up.

Because of physical fatigue, Xavi's ball control action appeared a little deformed, Schweinsteiger saw the opportunity to quickly step forward and stretch his foot to steal, almost instinctive reaction, Xavi turned his body to the side, and with his feet to pluck the ball, with his body to protect the ball.

Schweinsteiger couldn't make a tackle, but he stuck to the opponent, and Xavi struggled to complete the turn.

"What to do? What to do! ”

Xavi's brain is running rapidly, and there are teammates pulling sideways not far away, and he can choose to pass the ball over, but does such a meaningless pass do much to help the team's offense?

Time is running out, and meaningless transmission can only make the hope that Spain wants smaller and smaller.

His eyes wandered around, in front of him, a red figure was running at high speed, Harvey's eyes lit up, and he barely turned around immediately, Schweinsteiger immediately bumped into his chest, and the opponent wanted to use the collision to make his center of gravity unstable, unable to complete the passing action smoothly.

But Xavi still made the pass, and his body slammed forward, looking like he was about to stumble to the ground - Xavi did lose his center of gravity and staggered towards the grass, but before that, his right foot was smashing the football.

The black and white elf rose from the ground, carrying his sustenance and hope, and galloped away into the distance.

"Go ahead!"

"Go—"

Harvey roared wildly in his heart.

"Harvey—"

"A pass from Xavi...... He lost his balance, but he still passed the ball! ”

"The destination of football is ...... Left side of the penalty area! Fan! Van is there! Fan is sprinting, and he's still sprinting at incredible speed! He's still fit, he's still strong, there's not much time left, it's one of the few chances for Spain, and this time, can Van and his team pull off a miracle? ”

In a scream and exclamation, Fan Bizhuang successfully received the football, without any superfluous movements, the football was just unloaded, Fan Bizhuang was slammed again, sprinting ahead with the ball, Ram moved his feet to get stuck in the position, but his physical fitness was a little unable to keep up, Fan Bizhuang successfully left him behind.

Without caring about the situation of the defenders behind him, Fan Bizhuang quickly rushed to the bottom line, with a touch of the arch of his foot, the football changed direction, and his body also followed the twist, and he was about to cut along the bottom line!

"Change direction, cut in!"

"Change of direction at high speed, Fan, he's going to rush into the restricted area!"

"There was chaos in the German penalty area, an extremely dangerous guy had entered their hinterland, and everyone's faces were full of nervousness and uneasiness! What will be the result of this attack? Mertesacker came in and Boateng came over...... Rahm was chasing back, there was no chance, Fan was surrounded by three defenders, and in such a small space, it was difficult for Fan to complete the breakthrough again! Spain's attack was doomed to fail this time, and Van took the ball into a dead end......"

“…… Wait, God, what do I see...... Be...... It's the pass, Van and he passes! ”

The exclamations, the screams, came to an abrupt end at this moment.

Inside the field, in the German penalty area.

In the face of the menacing encirclement of the three defenders, Fan Bizhuang's face remained unchanged, and he continued to move and turn, and finally won a trace of space for himself to pass the ball, without the slightest hesitation, Fan Bizhuang's ankles flicked, and the football rose from the ground in an arc attitude, and the destination was ...... The inside of the penalty area near the penalty spot.

Several defenders were attracted to Van Bizhuang, and the German team's defensive strength in the box naturally became extremely weak.

Mertesacker and others paid great attention to the protection behind them, and also blocked Fan Bizhuang's possible passing line, but Fan Bizhuang made everything possible in an impossible situation.

When the football fell behind them in a parabolic position, the expressions of the German defenders became sluggish, mixed with a hint of nervousness and despair.

A red figure rushed into the forbidden area at a very fast speed, and there was no one around, and his figure jumped high from the ground, and the number behind him was extremely dazzling at this moment.

"Five! It's Spain's number five! It's defender Kars. Puyol! ”

"There is no one around the Barcelona captain and this is Spain's best chance to score!"

'The German defenders couldn't stop Van from passing the ball and now, no one can stop Puyol's header! Puyol jumped up, he jumped high, he had a determined look on his face, and this shot would be the most important shot of his life...... The ball fell, Puyol shook his head, and shot—"

Time seemed to stand still, and the stands fell silent, as the fans stared nervously and hopefully into the German penalty area, waiting for a shot that might save their lives.

The ball arrived, the head arrived, Puyol completed the action of heading the goal without any delay, Neuer's reaction was already fast, but at such a close distance, his action was not as fast as Puyol's heavy header.

Like a cannonball, the ball broke through the ten fingers of Neuer's flying jump and plunged headlong into the net.

The Durban Stadium was still quiet, only moments later, with a volcanic eruption.

“GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOAL！ GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOAL！ GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOAL！ The ball is in! The ball is in!! GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOAL！ ”

"Van still passed the football out in the midst of being surrounded by Barcelona captain Puyol...... He jumped up and headed the ball into goal...... Entered, entered, entered! GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOAL！ Ninety minutes! Ninety minutes!! The regular time of the game went to the last minute, the Spanish team, the Spanish team!! They managed to be pulled up on the edge of the cliff, Puyol! Puyol! Kars ...... Puyol! He saved Spain! He saved the Matador legion! ”

"Van made the pass just right, he cleared all the obstacles for his team-mate's shot to score, although it was Puyol who scored, but Van should at least share half of the credit! Anyway, the ball went in! The score became 1:1! For the German team, this result is undoubtedly disappointing and cruel, but this is football! Such a heart-wrenching and thrilling game is enough to make any fan scream! ”

"There's no doubt that it's going to overtime! Van and Puyol scored together, and they helped the Spanish team keep their hopes of victory! ”

The German fans pounded their chests in their seats in disappointment, while the Spanish fans sang and danced, and some people cried and roared, and the goal at the last moment was a real miracle.

This goal made Spain rise from hell to heaven in an instant, and the fate that would have been eliminated was rewritten at this moment, and no one was not crazy about it.

The German players on the field also had painful expressions, as long as they held on for a few more minutes, they could successfully take revenge and advance to the final, but ...... Spain's goal at the moment shattered all their good wishes!

All the German players were standing still, their faces either lost, dazed, or regretful.

The opposite of them was the Spanish players who were madly excited. Fan Bizhuang reacted the fastest, he quickly rushed to the small penalty area, pulled Puyol, who was standing and waving his arms in celebration, to the ground, twisted his shoulders, and yelled at him - what he was yelling, even he didn't know, at this moment, he just wanted to yell, just wanted to vent, the joy of desperate life, it seemed that only with a crazy roar could be vented.

He was joined by his teammates, all of whom rushed over with their hands raised and joined the roaring camp.

At the most desperate moment, on the verge of being eliminated, they finally completed "self-redemption" with their will never give up.

"It's not over yet! It's not over yet! ”

"Go on! Let's move on! ”

"Go on the offensive!! Go on!!! ”

In a boiling celebration, Fan Bizhuang jumped up from the ground and waved his arms and shouted again.

Around him, his teammates followed him, waving their arms and roaring together.

What flashed on everyone's face was undisguised determination and confidence.