The legal time for the match will approach the seventy-sixth minute.

The players of both sides set up and waited for Atletico Madrid to open the ball.

"The table is good!" The squirrel stood five meters away from Kirbyne and spoke vigorously. And Kirbine looked at it and smiled politely, which was regarded as a return of respect.

The squirrel complimented, and the Cabine was cold, but the two understood their respective thoughts.

Kabine knew that the squirrel's praise for himself was not fake, but his mind was already hanging on the game, at this time, he didn't want to make superfluous moves, he just wanted to take advantage of the situation to chase the score.

Squirrel didn't mind, after all, they were all in the same battlefield, and they were still lagging behind, and he understood Kabine's indifference. At this point, it seemed that every teammate had the same idea as Carbine, and was bound to chase back the points that had fallen behind.

Kabine puffed out his chest and let out a long breath, convinced that he was ready.

"~Beep~~!" The whistle blows and the ball rolls.

At one moment, the Kirbine lunge was activated, and there was not much time left, and it was not allowed to drag on for another half a moment. The purpose of his launch is clear, and the idea of rushing forward is also very thorough.

He read: I must cut off the ball at the opponent's feet.

Carbine was in a hurry, and the ball-holding enemy was also frightened when he saw this, and then panicked, and the ball-holding action suddenly lost its rhythm, and he couldn't figure out why Carbine rushed forward so angrily? Of course, there is no need for him to find out a qiē, because at this time, Kabine already recognizes the ball and does not recognize people.

In a panic, the opponent with the ball showed a timid look, hurriedly gave the ball away, and unloaded a qiē entanglement, which showed that Kabine's rush made a professional player lose confidence in even controlling the ball.

----- Atletico Madrid's midfield defensive area.

The ball turned, and Carbine spun to follow, and the opponent who received the ball saw that Kabine was pressing very tightly, and paused to make a quick pass to a defensive midfielder.

Granada's attacking line was pressed forward step by step under the opening of the way by Carbine, and they had no choice but to do what they had to do with less than 16 minutes remaining.

"Press ahead! Feed......! Do you hear that? The front line is a little ahead! The stubborn Coach Corboni roared. He didn't care about the consequences, and he didn't care if Atletico Madrid would take advantage of the situation to fight back again, he just blindly shouted and ordered the players to fight......

Thirty seconds later, the ball was no longer at the feet of the defensive midfielder, nor was it at the feet of Kabine. Suddenly, Kabine took a look and saw that the ball had been picked up by Shadugir.

Maybe [Ghost Child] is a little tired, after this son controls the ball, he no longer has the same frenzy as in the early stage of the game, but his pace is lazy, the ball protection action is stiff, and he reluctantly avoids Rovman. In this state, the on-site commentator gave an analysis: "The race is nearing the end, and Shadugir's body seems to be running out of ......"

Kabine's range of movement is really wide, and in a few minutes, he has accumulated nearly 500 meters. He took three more steps, and there were only two seconds left before he touched Shadugir......

Undoubtedly, this is another one-man battle, and in this plot, only Kabine and Shadugir can't tolerate anyone else.

Two seconds had passed, and Kabine stepped forward, and Shadugir had to brake sharply, trying to make room for himself to move forward and throw off Kabine.

"Ha~~! Here we go again! Shadugir is blocked by Kabine again! How will Carbine, who has already suffered two losses, deal with this defensive work......? The commentator gave his own doubts.

Suddenly, "~~~~~!" Kabine's right foot was outstretched, his movements crisp, and his purpose was concise, as if he was about to take down Shadugir.

Shadugir flicked the ball away and dodged Kabine's first interception.

The two of them jumped forward quickly, no one fell off, Kirbyne kicked out to block the ball to no avail, and his body did not stop, and he connected with his strength. Shoulder to shoulder, Shadugir coped more than that, and there was no difficulty in the slightest.

However, with the sudden braking just now, Shadugir was unable to get rid of Kabine, which made Kabine see the opportunity to sink into his body and choke Shadugir's forward space. At this time, Shadugir was not able to cut forward, and passing the ball would not be his choice at this time, so he lowered his head and fought hard with Kirbine in the midfield area......

Suddenly, Kirbine's eyes flashed, and he said: Here comes the opportunity again!

In front of him, there was plenty of space to intercept, and he also stretched out his feet again, Shadugir sniffed out something was wrong, and used his feet to avoid it. Kabine fell to the ground unbalanced and watched Shadugir take the ball and fly away.

Granada's right wing-back reacted in time, hurriedly filling in and jumping forward to block. Seeing this, Shadugir just continued to run forward, and when the distance between the two was right, he used the 'Marseille maneuver' to throw off the right wing-back.

Two seconds later, Shadugir appeared on the right side of the box, leaping three metres forward and immediately bringing in a Granada defender. Shadugir grinned, and without waiting for the defender to step forward, he swung his body and flicked his right foot, and in an instant, the man and the ball turned sharply, and they were about to cut inside to the middle of the penalty area.

"Sure enough, it's a change of direction and inward cut! The Granada team is in danger! The commentator said urgently.

Coach Koboni, who was watching the game from the sidelines, also felt bad, and saw that Shadugir didn't spend much effort, so he threw off his players one by one, and suddenly showed a stunned expression.

At this time, Kabine had already gotten up, and did not foolishly follow Shadugir's forward route all the way, but obediently ran to the middle of the penalty area, bound to surprise Shadugir halfway.

Shadugir had his way and switched tactics to cut across the edge of the box to try and open up space to shoot. Fiske didn't sit still, and when Shadugir swept by, he stepped forward in two steps, which was a slippery tackle, but Shadugir moved too fast, and Fisk didn't pinch the timing, and the interception was unsuccessful.

After getting rid of another opponent, Shadugir decided to finish a qiē.

"Huh......?" Commentator Huo Ran stood up and said suddenly.

Coach Corboni shook his head and sighed when he saw what was about to happen...... It's so adventurous!

"~Whew~~!" Before the tip of his right foot touched the ball, a strange foot stuck out from behind him, scraping a small piece of grass on his heel and slamming into the ball......

"~Knock~~!" The ball didn't fly out, but bounced in the direction of Fiske, and Shadugir fell to the ground.

Kabine also fell to the ground, and turned his head to look at the referee, seeing that the opponent signaled that his tackle was not fouled, he quickly stood up and rushed forward quickly......

Shadugir, who was always rampant, was quick to get up, and he was taken aback, not expecting Kabine to come from behind and block his own shot.

However, this son was humiliated in one fell swoop, but there was no angry look on his face, and he simply read: It's funny!

"Quick! Pull the position out a bit! The squirrel shouted, and rushed to the front again.

The ball was no longer at Fiske's feet, and he immediately cleared it with his big foot after receiving the ball, and the ball swept more than a dozen feet, and after falling, it was controlled by a winger teammate.

With what he said just now, it can be seen that the squirrel seems to be planning an offensive, and Kabine also widens the position of himself and his teammates in the Quartet, interpreting the squirrel's instructions.

"Hey~~!" After running a few meters, the squirrel shouted again. The winged blade holding the ball was alert, and immediately knew that the object of the squirrel's call was himself, and in an instant, he seemed to have moved. The wingblade unleashed his speed, causing the enemy who was chasing him to gasp for air, and for another two seconds, he finally threw the enemy off......

Unexpectedly, after the wing ran not far away, he did not see any broad road, but ushered in another wave of interceptions by the enemy. The winger paused to decide that he could no longer dribble the ball, and the defender in front of him was fierce and barely attacked, for fear that it would ruin the efforts of his teammates.

The decision was decisive and the action was fast, and in seconds, the ball was sent by the winger, and the direction given was exactly the side of the squirrel who had just asked for the ball. When the squirrel saw the ball coming, he was secretly happy in his heart, and a variety of ways to plan the offensive flashed in his mind. The ball came in a hurry, and the squirrel blocked with his right foot inside and took possession.

Immediately, the squirrel looked at both sides of his head, and his mind remembered the approximate position of Kabine and the striker, and then quickly shook off the enemy who was lying on the left......

The ball hadn't entered the box yet, and neither did the squirrel.

On the sidelines, Coach Corboni reads: Shoot! Don't think about it! Come on~~!

Here, after the squirrel passed the obstacle, the connection action behind it was also very crisp, and after a few efforts, it seemed that he was about to make a move.

In this way, if the idiot had come up with a long-range shot, it would have been expected by the whole audience, as the commentator at this time said: "The distance and angle are good!" Could it be a long-range shot? ”

Suddenly, the squirrel was already arching its feet, was it a long-range shot? I believe that only he can know. What's even more strange is that at this time, Kirbine's forward action seems a little redundant, but he still has no intention of stopping, and continues to do what he wants to do.

Second, the ball was on the right edge of the penalty area, and the person with the ball was also the person who carried it.

And what Kabine's actions are still a mystery.

Twenty meters away from the goal, the ball was kicked out by a squirrel, and the picture presented surprised everyone in the field.

In an instant, Coach Corboni understood, as did the commentator.

The commentator raised his voice and said, "Wow~! It's not a shot ......! The voice was rapid.

The squirrel was ready to shoot, and when he got up, he instantly deceived several enemy players, and even the defender who rushed forward to block the ball was slashed by the squirrel, his feet were unbalanced, his heel slipped, and he ended up with a wolf bèi gnawing the ground.

If it's not a shot, where does the ball go?

When Kirbyne ran forward into the depths, and it was the moment when the squirrel got up, the two sides looked at each other, each aiming at the opportunity, one passing, the other running forward......

In one fell swoop, Kabine smashed the offside trap laid by the enemy, and the two enemy players were startled and quickly turned to stop the ball. And Kabine, on the other hand, was calm and unusually calm, and as soon as his right foot was extended, he unloaded the ball......

By the time the ball touched the ground, the distance between Kabine and the goal had reached about thirteen metres.