Dortmund's whirlwind made Bayern Munich miserable.

Although Heinx recently learned from his opponent's tactical style and improved Bayern's defense, Bayern is not Dortmund after all.

Continuous high-pressing has strict requirements on physical fitness. All players must always be in a state of high tension and always launch an attack on the opponent's players holding the ball.

Even though Robben and Ribery's physical fitness has not begun to decline, their long-term experience tells them that they cannot maintain this crazy way of playing throughout the game, otherwise it will be easy to collapse overall due to physical overdrawn at the end of the game.

A set of tactics cannot be simply copied. Even if Bayern wants to press against Dortmund at the same high position, their lineup may not be applicable.

What's more, Dortmund has been honing for three seasons, and their tacit understanding is much higher than Bayern, especially at the moment when they switch from defense to counterattack, their speed is amazingly faster!

Their possession rate is not too high, but they have always been able to pose a threat to Bayern. Except for the first few minutes, Bayern seemed embarrassed most of the time afterwards.

Even Ryushi is very careful when dribbling, because Kyle and Gundoan will use their strong bodies to oppress themselves. Even Shinji Kagawa, who is leaning towards thinness, will frequently withdraw and harass him with small movements. Under Dortmund's high-intensity defense, he has lost several balls...

Compared to Long Shi's special dilemma, other Bayern players are almost the same.

When Schmelzer used a fierce scissor foot to make Robben eat a mouthful of dirt, the Dutch Pan could no longer find his state.

Piszczek's defense is even better than his teammates. Ribery, who has always preferred the bottom, could only walk around him for a while, and finally could only cut in early before the penalty area, and then ended the attack with a soft and weak long shot.

Gomez's height has no advantage in front of Serbian iron guard Subotic, while Mueller also lost his effect in Hummels' tight control. Bayern's front-court offensive group was almost completely trapped in Dortmund's defensive quagmire.

Of course, such defense is definitely not an invincible tactic, because this high-intensity defense brings players pressure to a lot, and the physical and mental consumption is even greater than that of Bayern players!

Their active and even almost crazy defense is to freeze the opponent's offense and then use goals to destroy Bayern's will!

As long as they can lead in the score, Dortmund will be more relaxed in the next game and their counterattack will be more handy.

With this belief, Dortmund's frontcourt is also launching an offensive madly.

In the 34th minute, Kuba stole Ribery's dribbling in his half, then took advantage of the opportunity to break into Bayern's penalty area and shot low. Fortunately, Neuer blocked it in time.

Three minutes later, Cooba made a comeback. This time his long shot was blocked by Gustavo in time, causing a corner kick.

Gundoan made an arc, and the two central defenders Subotic and Hummels who were ambushing the closest end attracted Neuer's attention, but when the ball came in, neither of them reached the end.

As soon as Neuer realized that he was being deceived, Lewandowski rose up near the back door post!

But he unexpectedly headed the ball and shot... but he hit the post by a terrible spell!

Badstuber, who failed to stop Lewand from jumping, could only kick the football out with anger and vent his aggrievedness on this kick!

The kick floated and high, and went straight into a huge arc and flew towards the empty home team's halftime...

No one?

It doesn't exist, at least in this half there is Dortmund Feller, who has just run out of the penalty area and is ready to catch the meaningless big foot to clear the ball.

The defenders were all acting as siege hammers in the opposite penalty area, and he could only do such rough work.

Just think of exercise!

Weidenfeller patted his hands in a good mood, and the thick gloves made a slight "pop" sound. He looked up at the football flying in the sky, estimating the falling trajectory and landing point.

Weidenfell seemed to hear someone shouting, but the singing of more than 80,000 viewers completely covered up the voices until his eyes fell with the football.

He had just looked at the sky for two seconds, and now a wide grassland appeared in front of him.

At the end of the horizon, there is a fiery red bison running.

No, it's not a bison, it's the fastest cheetah on land!

Weidenfeller's pupils contracted sharply at this moment!

He saw clearly the red uniform!

Piszczek and Schmelzer had been thrown away by the cheetah for five or six meters, and over time, the distance between them continued to widen!

Although the speed was too fast and he couldn't see the other person's face clearly, this name had long appeared in Weidenfell's mind.

Only Bayern's No. 8 can have such speed!

dragon!

where is he from?

When did he appear there?!

Weidenfeller's hands and feet were cold, but in an instant, he made a decision!

Instead of turning around and retreating to the restricted area, he mustered up the courage and rushed towards the football!

His choice was undoubtedly correct. In this case, it was meaningless to turn around and retreat. Only by narrowing the distance between the two sides could he be able to restrain him!

After all, football flew towards Weidenfeller, and he had a slight advantage in terms of distance!

Advantages?

After just one second, Weidenfeller understood how outrageous his thoughts were wrong!

What he faced was not those tricycles that were about to fall apart, but a top-notch Bugatti Veyron with a heated accelerator!

That little distance is not a problem for Long Shute, who is already moving forward at full speed!

He took the lead in the ball with an indomitable momentum, and Weidenfeller was even three meters away...

"One-killing?!"

Duan Yixuan's voice suddenly broke the sound at this moment, and his voice almost made his ears deaf...

Tao Wei, who was sitting next to him, didn't realize it at all, just clenched his fists tightly and stared at the competition venue outside the glass without moving.

Longshu stretches out his feet to remove the ball.

Weidenfeller sprints with all his might!

He wants to take a life-threatening blow at the last moment!

Crash! Pull! Injury! Foul! Red card! Ban!

He doesn't care about anything!

Just stop this hateful guy!

He had made all his enlightenment, and the expression on his face even changed from panic to resolute and resolute.

But his enlightenment turned into despair the next second!

Long Shute didn't give him a chance to foul!

Bayern's No. 8 shot from 35 meters away from the goal!

West Stadium booed a huge boo at this moment!

The fans of the Yellow and Black Legion can only rely on their voices!

The voice of 70,000 people...maybe a storm can blow away this hateful shot?

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The fans' boos were indeed deafening, but there was no storm.

The football flew towards the goal very smoothly, as if it was pulled away by an invisible force.

Long Shute continued running forward while watching his slinging shot fall into the net. Then he took advantage of his inertia to make a super slippery kneeling that was nearly ten meters!

Not far behind him, Weidenfeller fell to his knees in despair.

West Stadium suddenly disappeared at this moment!

Only a sound full of surprise and reluctance echoed on the radio:

"Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding...
Chapter completed!