As the game drew to a close, a draw and two away goals were perfectly acceptable for Barcelona, so the more Barcelona players played, the more relaxed they became, and the more they played, the smoother they played, while the situation was completely different for Real Madrid players.

A draw at home means that they have to win the second leg, otherwise a draw will be a draw! But Barcelona's home stadium Camp Nou is not so easy to attack, and it will be much more difficult to beat Barcelona in the second leg than it is now!

Urgent.

Very urgent!

And eagerness undoubtedly affects judgment.

Especially Figo, Real Madrid's two goals were conceded because Chen Mo finished getting rid of him and stepped forward, or directly or indirectly caused by the killing, if he can't make up for it in this final stage, he will face a very huge public opinion pressure after the game!

"Damn, this kid wants to burn time backwards!"

Seeing that Chen Mo had been cooperating with his teammates near the middle circle to pass the safety of the world, as if he did not have the slightest desire to attack, Figo became more and more anxious, and soon, when Davis passed the ball to Chen Mo again.

Seeing that the ball speed was not fast, Figo couldn't help it, and quickly went up to try to break the ball, but Chen Mo was already on guard, and immediately stuck his back on the top of the line at the moment he went to the top, and picked up his right leg with the ball and lifted the arch of his right leg to the top.

A diagonal cross that takes the ball directly from the left flank to Coku in the right midfield.

A wide range of diagonal long passes were transferred, the ball went to the right side, and the entire defense of Real Madrid had to be transferred to the right midfield, and as the ball went to the right side, Messi, who knew that Cocu's organizational ability was not strong enough, decisively retreated to get the ball, and at the same time, Barcelona's right fullback Rezger flew up to the waist to help receive the pass.

I have to say that Messi's dribbling ability is too strong, and Carlos, who defends him, is a typical offensive and defensive weak fullback, and there is no way to break the ball from Messi's feet, and soon he was dizzy and panicked in Messi's continuous dribbling and changing direction, and in desperation, Beckham had to give up having Xiao Luo and Chen Mo, and the left side with obviously more defensive pressure returned to the right side to help the defense.

"Barcelona has changed formations?"

Barcelona, which was mainly attacking on the left side for more than ten minutes, suddenly shifted the focus of attack to the right side, and the Real Madrid players had some doubts in their hearts, and at this moment, in the face of Beckham's pressing again, Messi directly passed the ball back to Cocu, and Solari immediately grabbed the ball as soon as Cocu got the ball.

Looking at the rushing Soloari, Cocu used his back to protect the ball and was about to pass it back to Puyol, but at this moment, the peripheral vision of his right eye keenly caught a figure running behind Figo!

"Chen Mo?!"

Coku was startled, in his sight, Figo in the left midfielder was still watching him, and Chen Mo had already passed behind Figo like a black shadow man!

"Defend!"

Chen Mo's running route is the blind spot of Figo's vision judged after observation, but further back, Real Madrid's right fullback Salgado saw all this in his eyes, immediately shouted, and at the same time pulled his legs and ran towards Chen Mo, and at this moment, Xiao Luo immediately retreated, completed the X-shaped cross run with Chen Mo, and reached out to ask for the ball at the same time!

Messi has been making wind and rain on the right side for a long time, and Beckham has long been attracted to the right side to assist in defense, and at this time, Chen Mo's forward insertion took away Salgado, who was marking!

Xiao Luo appeared on the left side for a moment!

Without the slightest hesitation, Cocu resisted Solari with his right hand, propped up the ground with his right foot, and slammed his left foot towards the ball!

Diagonal long pass!

The ball flies straight to the left!

The ball was pierced quickly and accurately, and it was only then that Figo looked back and observed Xiao Luo waiting to catch the ball on the wing behind him!

"Trouble!"

"Trouble!"

Figo's heart sank, and he turned around and pounced on Xiao Luo!

Looking at the ball flying far away and Figo pounced, Xiao Luo also cursed in his heart, every second is very important at this time, in his heart, this ball is either sent to the ground and let him play his foot to get rid of the defender, or a long pass to the advance to let him run on the side!

As a result, Koku just gave a high ball, and he didn't measure it in advance!

Helpless, I could only hold my chest at the landing point and watch the ball fall.

It's close!

The spinner ball turned out to be getting closer, and Figo was getting closer!

"Can't let the ball hit the ground!"

The ball was about to smash in the chest, Figo had already pounced in front of him, and stretched out his legs to sweep directly to the place where the ball fell, between the lightning and flint all by consciousness, under the gaze of 81,000 spectators, the moment the ball just smashed into the chest, Xiao Luo met the ball and shook his chest violently!

Unloading, gravitational!

The ball crossed an L-shaped arc in the air with Xiao Luo's chest as the fulcrum, and rolled towards the front of the Real Madrid penalty area, and at the same time, Xiao Luo immediately turned to chase the ball!

"What?!"

The scene in front of him made Figo's eyes widen instantly, and he wanted to withdraw to chase it, but because he stretched out his right foot to break the ball in a hurdle position, he couldn't turn around at all at this time, but fell to the ground in an instant because of the mismatch between his head and body.

With a mouth full of mud, he raised his head, the red and blue number ten in the wind was violently resounding in front of him, and the man with the ponytail had already dribbled the ball diagonally towards the Real Madrid penalty area!!

"Oh my God! Ronaldini got rid of Figo and was dribbling forward at high speed! Oh, my God! He is like a wild horse galloping on the grassland! ”

"What a steady high-speed ride! Is Barcelona going to lead the score again. Oh! Beckham took him down from the side with a rugby move! Oh, my God! This is an action to eat cards! ”

"No way! Chen Mo and Messi's forward insertion and Saviola's running have completely held down the entire back line of Real Madrid, no one can go to the top, this ball Beckham only needs Ronaldinho to take the ball to the top of the arc, Real Madrid is very likely to lose the ball again! ”

In the exclamation of the commentary, Ronaldinho, who was running wildly with the ball, was thrown to the ground by Beckham with a standard foul action forty yards from the goal!

There was no pause, and before Xiao Luo even got up to spread his hands, the referee's whistle had already sounded.

Beckham's yellow card plus Barca's free-kick!

"Yellow card?! Damn it! It's just a yellow card?!! Are you sure you see clearly?! It's a takedown, it's absolutely, absolutely a red card move! Red!!! ”

"I can see it very clearly, now shut your mouth, unless you want to get a yellow card too!"

"Oh! Oh my God, doesn't this UFC move even deserve a red card?! Your level is so high! ”

"Huh?! What did you say?! ”

"I'm sorry."

Puyol was desperate to take the opportunity to take Beckham off the pitch and bark at the referee, but the bald referee Nelson glared and reached into his ass pocket, and he immediately relented.

Chen Mo didn't pay attention to the little episode on the referee's side, he ran to Xiao Luo's side in small steps, stretched out his hand to cover his mouth and said something, Xiao Luo was stunned, raised his eyebrows and laughed twice, and then nodded.

This scene was captured by the camera.

"Are Chen Mo and Ronaldinho discussing who will take this free kick?"

"Haha, it shouldn't be possible, this free-kick is close to forty yards from the goal. Ronaldinho's curling ball is better, it should be punished by him, and then let Chen Mo go to the penalty area to fight for the header, this discussion may be just a smoke bomb. ”

"I think so too, okay, Real Madrid have lined up the wall to see if this one free-kick can be taken. Eh, Chen Mo didn't enter the wall?! What do you mean?! Isn't he going to fight for headers? He's the tallest and strongest player in this Barcelona team, eh! He's ready to run?! What do you mean?! ”

The commentator exclaimed, and the audience was also aroused, and in the corner of the audience, Wenger instantly clenched his fists, and his mind flashed the candid video sent back by the scout, the picture is the training base of Barcelona one night, a sweaty teenager is trying to practice a long-range shot!

[Boss! His lower body strength is too strong! He. 】

The words in his mind have not yet been recalled, in the shocked eyes of the 81,000 spectators in the audience, as well as the shocked eyes of Zidane Ronaldo and others' Real Madrid Seven Celebrity Wall, Chen Mo retreated to the center circle line and prepared to run!

"This running distance!"

Thinking of a possibility, Carlos's eyes widened and his scalp went numb, but Chen Mo didn't notice him at all!

Stretched out his hand to brush the wet black hair behind his ears, stared at the upper left corner of the Real Madrid goal, closed his eyes and took a deep breath, the moment his mood calmed down, Chen Mo opened his eyes suddenly, instantly swung his arm and pulled the bow, his thighs tightened, and the forefoot of his left foot kicked the ground with force!

The huge force instantly lifted the turf, Chen Mo even felt a strong feeling of pushing his back, but he didn't care about this, his eyes stared at the black and white ball in the distance, his arms swung faster and faster, and his entire shoulders swayed back and forth, and at the same time, the steps under his feet became bigger and bigger, the more he pushed, the more powerful!

"Oh my God! This run-up distance! Is Chen Mo going to hit the door directly?! ”

"It's so fast, he's really going to hit the door!!"

Crazy running distance, commentary crazy roar!

"Even faster!"

The wind was whistling in his ears, the hem of his clothes was rustling, Chen Mo couldn't hear anything at this time, only the ball parked not far away in his eyes!

Keep increasing the intensity of the push, and constantly increase the speed of the leg lift, "Besides, and, more Like a steam train with constant firepower, Chen Mo ran faster and faster, and his arms swung more and more intensely!

Cadence, full!

Strength, pull full!

Speed, pull up!

In a trance, the picture of practicing long-range shooting for countless nights in the past two years appeared in his mind, and the next moment, Chen Mo, who was vigorously swinging his arms, rushed to the front of the ball, this second, Chen Mo's mind had no thoughts, only that every cell in his body was excited, and they were boiling! Following this intense feeling, without the slightest hesitation, he pulled his right leg back.

Pull to the limit and snipe in an instant!

"Bang!"

Everyone didn't even see Chen Mo's right leg drawn out like an iron whip, and in the next second, the ball had already crossed the turf and roared towards the human wall!

Outside the instep!

Heavy artillery roared!!

"Oh God! What ball speed is this! ”

"It's too fast!"

The narrator and the audience, all 81,000 spectators stood up instantly!

In the next second, the ball threw a diagonal arc in the air, and in an instant, it crossed the head of Figo, who was on the far left side of the Real Madrid wall, and hit Casillas's flying right palm!

"What kind of monster power is this?!"

It was like catching a boulder thrown by a top baseball player with his bare hands, and there was a sharp pain in his wrist, but what really made Casillas's eyes despair was that the ball still contained great power after hitting his palm, and it was castrated unabated, and it was directly refracted into the net!

The net is pulled straight!

In an instant, there was a dead silence in the stadium, and the huge Bernabeu stadium was only the sound of Arsene Wenger's thermos cup falling to the ground.

Three seconds later, the two commentators looked at each other with the microphone.

"The ball went in?"

It seems to be in. In, in!! Giao！！！ Goal！！！ Goal！！！ The ball is in!! In the 83rd minute of the game, Barcelona opened the score again, and the goal was Barcelona No. 4 - CHE-N, MMMM - O!! O my God! A wide free-kick from 40 yards out!! It was a goal that will definitely go down in football history!! ”

(End of chapter)