Van Bizhuang's onslaught down the flanks didn't work too well, and he struggled to make a difference against Valencia's entire defence when it was difficult for his team-mates to support him much. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Rao is so, in the game into stoppage time, Fan Bizhuang still showed a galloping speed, or the away team was frightened, it is the use of the speed of the wind, Fan Bizhuang galloped arbitrarily on the side, although the ball was finally broken by the return of the defense of Baraja and Joaquín teamed up, but this ability to stir up the wind and rain still made the away team players extremely uncomfortable.

The game has been played to this extent, both sides have a bit of an unsustainable feeling, you can't help me, I can't help you, in this case, both sides have a bit of a sense of Mingjin retreating.

Everyone stopped, but Fan Bizhuang was not unrelenting, like a dog skin plaster, you want to stop, I just won't let you get your wish, anyway, why are you unhappy, how can I come, I just have the strength, I just can still run, if you are not convinced, you will continue to follow?

This is really a bit of a scoundrel, which really makes the away team players hate the root of their teeth, but they are helpless, the other party wants to continue to make waves, they can't be indifferent, so they can only grit their teeth and insist.

The physical fitness of the home team players has also reached a limit, and they can't give too much support, but they are eye-catching, as long as they get the ball, they will pass the ball to Fan Bizhuang's feet and let him play freely. If you can score two points, it's worth it to make the other party unhappy.

In the ninety-second minute, Van Bizhuang, who got a pass from Hosico, made a comeback, he swam from the side to the middle, almost from the position near the center circle, and began to dribble forward, like a wild horse, first Baraja was thrown away by him, and then Albelda and Del Herno stepped forward to close the circle, Van Bizhuang deftly plucked the ball between the two, dodged the gap, and ran out of the only line.

Dribbling through the defence of three players in a row made the fans cheer loudly.

Arceth slapped the table and screamed, "Van - he is full of courage, his legs are full of strength, no one can stop him!" ”

Van Bizhuang's string of dribbles was indeed adrenaline-pumping, and amid the screams of the fans, he quickly dribbled the ball to the 28-metre penalty area, and before Moretti could press up, he raised his foot to shoot a blast.

The home fans screamed again and again.

Unfortunately, the power of the football was high, but it was a bit unsatisfactory on the spot, and the ball went straight over the crossbar and flew into the stands.

"It's a pity to shoot, in fact, Fan can wait a little longer, wait for his teammates to come up and ......" Arces sighed regretfully, but then closed his mouth, most of Villarreal's players are exhausted, and they can't provide the slightest help to Fan Bizhuang, so what's the difference? It's better to let Fan Bizhuang play and hit the luck.

Correa scoffed, "Ha, it's a shot from Fan...... Yes, he was alone, and although he wanted to push forward, unfortunately, his teammates didn't have the strength to do so. ”

Fan Bizhuang also shook his head with a little regret, still a little too hasty. In fact, he could have gone a few metres further and be a little more confident before shooting. However, Moretti kept his eyes on the top and if he was too hesitant and he was ready, then the Valencia defence would be ready as well.

Shaking his head, Fan Bizhuang actively rushed to the front court and began to force the away team's ball-handler.

As the ball rose above the stands and the ball changed hands, Canizares kicked the ball to the defender in front of him, only to have Fan Bizhuang rush up with a fierce momentum, forcing the defender to play the ball quickly.

Fran and Rossi also gritted their teeth and held on, following in the footsteps of Fan Bizhuang in the front court.

Valencia wanted to control the tempo, and the plan to consume a little more time was frustrated, and under the active siege of several people in the front court, they could only quickly transfer the ball, and after a few times, it was inevitable that there would be a passing error, and the ball was once again taken by the home team.

"Fan, he's here again!"

After grabbing the ball, it was very simple, and the football fell at the feet of Fan Bizhuang again, and it was like a thunderbolt straight to the front.

This kind of non-stop practice made the visiting players grit their teeth and helplessly, but they were fortunate that there was not much time left in the game, and Fan Bizhuang could not torture them for long even if he jumped around like a grasshopper. If this maddening situation had been going through the whole game, I'm afraid they would have collapsed long ago.

In the ninety-fourth minute, Fan Bizhuang attracted the attention of defenders in the middle, and when everyone thought he would shoot again, the football was hidden by him to Cazorla on the right side, the Spaniard showed conscientiousness in this game, but there were not many bright spots, receiving Fan Bizhuang's side ball, Cazorla did not stop the ball, on the right side of the penalty line, pulled his leg to shoot.

Canizares made a brilliant world-class save as he stretched out his arms and slapped the ball down, sending the ball out with a big kick.

Villarreal made another attacking spree late in the game, and Van scored a brilliant ball and Santiago shot straight at goal...... Canizares defended his former glory as the first goalkeeper of the Matador Legion by slapping Santiago's shot to the ground! ”

"Fan is still active, but time is really running out!"

"It's going to be a great chance to end in a draw. Although there was no winner or loser, it has to be said that it was a wonderful game, with battles, yellow cards, goals, and overtakes...... This is worthy of the fiercest derby in Valencia! ”

The commentators in the commentator table made various comments, and on the field, Cazorla shook his head in disappointment and turned back to make a thumbs-up gesture to Fan Bizhuang to signal that his pass was good.

Fan Bizhuang nodded, slowly stepped back, and then joined the rush again.

God always favors those who work hard and do not give up, Cazorla's shot was blocked, and the submarine players in the front court actively counter-attacked, and it was this counter-robbery that brought them the last chance to attack.

Rossi, who came off the bench, was the most physical of the several people in the frontcourt, Albelda controlled the ball at his feet, obviously trying to consume some time, Rossi entangled up, and then fell directly to the ground to put the tackle, the football was kicked away, and Albelda also fell.

But the referee didn't make any moves, and tied with both hands, indicating that the tackle was not a foul.

The large electronic screen at the scene was also replaying this scene, and everyone clearly saw that this time the tackle was indeed not a foul, and Rossi tackled the football first, and then brought down Albelda.

The Italian kid was obviously desperate, his body was prostrate on the ground, but the action was not delayed in the slightest, he just lay on the ground, kicked the ball hard, and the football diagonally rolled in the direction of Fan Bizhuang.

Fan Bizhuang also did not linger, turned around slightly to catch the football, and then spread the girl from the middle and ran to the direction of the penalty area.

The scene was noisy, and all kinds of sounds were endless.

"Opportunity! This is Villarreal's last chance to attack in this game! Fan! Fan is rushing forward, can he change the final outcome for the team? It was Arces's shout, and his tone was full of anticipation.

Correa naturally didn't have any good words, "The Italian grabbed the ball with a rough and despicable foul, and Van was running in the direction of the penalty area, but I want to say that even if you end up scoring, don't you really feel ashamed of this way?" ”

Fan Bizhuang was very fast, almost a few breaths later, he had already rushed to the front of the penalty area, Albelda's fall to the ground, let the door of the central defense line wide open, Fan Bizhuang unhindered the long drive straight in.

Navarro finally pulled out of the box and couldn't let the opponent move forward unhindered, and if he wasn't blocked, the opponent could already get up and hit the goal directly in this position.

Navarro's idea was good, but Fan Bizhuang moved faster, and the bat defender was not ready, so Fan Bizhuang, who was running at high speed, shook his body, and at the same time flicked the football, dodged a little space, and then took advantage of the help of running forward, raised his foot to hit the goal.

The football lifted off the ground, and the whistling sound caused by the friction of the air sounded, and it went straight to the goal.

"This is a shot from Fan-"

Arces was screaming, his tone was full of nervousness and anticipation, and the fans at the scene also stood up with their fists clenched almost at the same time, so nervous that they didn't even dare to come out.

After a few moments, disappointment was written all over everyone's faces.

It was Canizares again, and at the critical moment, the old Spanish goal leaped sideways, almost in mid-air with his arm to lift the football off the crossbar.

"If Valencia can finally get out of the Love Song Stadium, then their biggest hero will be the timeless Spanish goalkeeper!"

"Damn it!"

Fan Bizhuang also burst into a foul mouth and stomped his feet heavily.

He was full of confidence in this shot, but he didn't expect that Canizares in the second half was simply possessed by God, high and low, omnipotent.

"Is that really it? Can you only get one point? ”

Fan Bizhuang's heart was full of unwillingness, and his fists were always clenched.

At this time, the referee pointed to the corner flag area, and Fan Bizhuang was stunned, realizing that the game was not over. With the flame of hope burning in his heart again, he grabbed Cazorla who passed by.

"Kick higher, Santiago!"

The team's first free-kick taker was Riquelme, and the second penalty taker was Cazorla. At this moment, Riquelme's spirit and physical fitness are to the extreme, so he motioned for Cazorla to take this corner kick, so Fan Bizhuang "confessed" by the way.

Cazorla looked at him strangely, but nodded.

Although in his opinion, a draw is almost inevitable, Fan Bizhuang still did not give up, so this last opportunity to attack, no matter what he said, he cooperated a little.

Fan Bizhuang turned around and instructed again: "Try to get as close to the penalty spot as possible, a little higher, a little higher." ”