After taking a breath, he realized that the ball he had passed was too small and was not sent to the feet of French genius Anelka! Although Anelka started sprinting, the ball was cut off by Novotney.

Then, an unexpected scene happened, Anelka fell to the ground, and then called his teammates to come over on the turf.

Raul arrived at the first time, lifted his left leg and pressed it down.

“It’s cramped.”

“Anelka has cramps.”

"He was the first guy to cramp on the turf."

"I think Redondo is almost the same. The pass just now was too inaccurate and it was impossible for him to pass Anelka."

Real Madrid coach Boske frowned on the sidelines. Taking advantage of the interruption of the game, he quickly called Jero over and explained a few words, but didn't know what to say. On the other side, Volal's voice was clearly visible. He grabbed Kovac who was drinking water on the sidelines, "Tell them to slow down the speed a little, slow down a little!"

"We have to keep it."

"Don't let the opponent fight back."

At this time, Waller had already left the score in his mind to hold on to a 3:3 score and drag the game into a penalty shootout.

He would rather score the winner in the penalty shootout than concede the ball at this time? Even if Leverkusen looks awesome in the offense now, he doesn't care.

He is now thinking about who to send to the penalty shootout for a while. In fact, this question is not that complicated. The penalty shootout training was arranged a week before the game, and the personnel had already determined it.

Only Kovac has the possibility of adjustment.

His ideal candidate for penalty shootout is Novotney, Lamelo, Hap, Ribery, and Zheng Zhi, but now Kovac has paid, he wants to replace Ribery with Kovac. It is more reliable to use veterans than to use a 17-year-old young man?

...

...

Anelka spent nearly half a minute and the game was restored. Leverkusen had the ball rights, but Real Madrid's tactics had obviously changed. The formation was recovered and Leverkusen did not give Leverkusen too much offensive space.

Zheng Zhi and the others passed the ball in the midfield and did not have any chance to pass it. The ball returned to the backcourt. Although Raul and the others came up to harass him, they were obviously not as good as before. At this time, even Real Madrid, with strong attack power, could not jump around.

In the 116th minute, Raul even tackled Grasco in the return defense and received a yellow card. It seemed that Raul could not bear it anymore.

Everyone's pace was slowing down and becoming heavier. Zheng Zhi received the ball from Grasco in the middle, but once again used his speed to strode into the meteor.

"Redondo again!"

"Zheng Zhi lay down again!"

"This guy's heart is made of steel!"

Seeing his teammate being stared tightly by the opponent, Zheng Zhi once again shot from a long distance, about 35 meters! The domineering elevator ball came out of nowhere!

The rainbow penetrates the sun! A quick arc penetrates directly into the lower right corner of the goal guarded by Casillas! Casillas in front of the goal rushed down frantically, using all his strength!

God bless!

Casillas had no choice but to pray.

Scream~

He felt his left hand touching the ball.

Duang!

The sound of the ball hitting the post was immediately followed.

"Aowu~"

"Aowu~"

"Aowu~"

In the stands, Leverkusen fans, French fans and Chinese fans started to wail in an instant.

Zheng Zhi's elevator ball hit the post and bounced out of the bottom line. Almost a little bit, Zheng Zhi completed the final kill!

"Casillas met,"

"Slow motion shows that when his fingertips touched the ball, he touched it a little bit, changing the direction of the ball's flight."

"Oh, if Zheng Zhi wins the final kill, that's basically what it is."

"What a pity,"

"pity,"

"What a pity!"

"I think many people thought the ball would fly into the goal just now, and the game ended like this..."

"But the referee determines it is a goal ball?"

"Not a corner kick?"

In fact, even Zheng Zhi couldn't see clearly whether Casillas had touched the ball. Maybe only Casillas himself knew it! Zheng Zhi had led his teammates to run back and re-arranged the defense line.

Casillas picked up the ball with lingering fear, looked at the bald Corina again, pressed the ball firmly on the small penalty area line, but did not rush to kick the ball out. He wanted to calm down and survived the disaster. He almost lost the ball just now.

After 6 seconds of slaughtering, he kicked the ball out.

There was a chaotic fight in the midfield, and Corina's whistle sounded again. This time Corina punished Norvotney to violate Raul.

After Raul got up, he immediately sent a free kick!

"oops!"

"Danger!"

Raul kicked the ball to Savio, and Savio immediately swept the ball to Guti at the far end!

Guti rubbed a curved ball, and Carlos rushed up from the left! He tried to use the same trick again to kill Hoffman, but Kovac stared very close this time and took the lead and poked the ball out of the sideline. Before this was over, he ran directly out of the court, deliberately picked up the ball and threw the boundary ball. This was obviously a deliberate delay, so that his teammates could quickly return to defense.

Corina ran over and showed him another yellow card.

But how could Kovac care?

Carlos picked up the ball in depressed manner, assisted for several meters, threw out a deep water bomb, and the ball fell straight into Leverkusen's penalty area!

But there were people in the penalty area. Although Anelka earned the first point, the ball was not strong at all. Martissek jumped in the crowd and took the ball down with both hands!

After he kicked the ball out with his big feet.

Beep,

Beep,

Beep

Corina finally blew the whistle to the end of overtime.

The score is still 3:3! Both sides have made no achievements in overtime.

Now, they need to enter the penalty shootout.

"The whole game ends!"

"The most cruel moment is coming."

"The two sides will decide the outcome through a penalty shootout."

"I don't know who will be the winner in the end, but we must be firmly on Leverkusen's side!"

"Come on Leverkusen!"

"Come on Zheng Zhi!"

Players on both sides walked off the court one after another, and most of them lay down to the ground, looking as tired as they were. Only Zheng Zhi held the level steadily and continued to replenish his energy, standing next to Waller. Waller was already holding a note in his hand. Obviously, this was what he had prepared before the game.

This is the list of penalty shootouts.

"Zheng, are you really sure you will be the last one to play?"

"I think you should play first to stabilize the morale of the army."

He is unprecedentedly dependent on Zheng Zhi.

The first penalty and the last penalty are the hardest to play, especially the last one, all the pressure is concentrated on one person.

"I believe them."

"Then I'll ask Novotney." He walked towards Novotney lying on the turf, and the team doctor was massaging Novotney's legs.

"Can I not play the first one?"

I didn't expect Novotney would answer like this! He retreated in the last moment!

It's so bad that it hurts morale.

It turned out that it was arranged, why did you retreat at the last minute? You are so fucked by a German! Leverkusen's vice captain!

It's too bad for morale. How can I answer this way at a critical moment?

"coach,"

"I can kick the first one!"

Suddenly, a tender voice was remembered by everyone.
To be continued...