Once Jena controls the football, the young player runs to the penalty area with fighting spirit, and he seems to want to break Wu Feng's goal even more.

"I will never give up!" Jena's young forward Schmidt shouted silently in his heart, and his teammates' unfighting performance made him very angry.

But he knew that even if he scolded them, it would not do anything except arouse his teammates' resentment. It would be better to awaken the fighting spirit of his teammates with practical actions.

In fact, his actions did have a good effect. Other teammates felt very ashamed to see him actively running and creating opportunities without hesitation.

They did not think they would lose to this young teammate in spirit. Gradually, the overall atmosphere in Jena improved, and they remembered their goals before the game.

Although this goal seems impossible to achieve, they also have their own pride. They can lose while standing up, but they cannot lose so cowardly.

After cheering up, Jena was organized more reasonably. Although it was unable to effectively tear Karlsruhe's defense, it was not at least not as pressed and beaten by Karlsruhe like in the first 20 minutes.

In the stalemate between the players on both sides, time passed little by little. When the game reached 25 minutes, the Karlsruhe fans in the stands all started to go crazy.

"1 minute, last 1 minute!"

Karlsruhe fans cheered happily, and everyone had a heartfelt smile on their faces, counting down for Wu Feng to break the record of not conceding goals.

"40 seconds..."

At this time, the situation on the court suddenly changed. Schmidt, who had been working hard, was angry that Wu Feng easily broke the record and received a personal honor, and they could only serve as a background.

He held his energy in his arms and waved his hand as if his teammates were asking for the ball. His teammates quickly fulfilled his wish and passed the ball directly to his feet.

As soon as he got the ball, his performance to block Wu Feng's record-breaking performance began. The football followed him towards the front court like an obedient elf.

Midfielder Federico was easily shaken by him.

Vazzenik was also deceived by his flexible dribbling.

Stor, because he didn't turn around quickly enough, was easily shaken by him.

"10 seconds..." Amid the shouts of Karlsruhe fans, Schmidt dribbled the ball into the penalty area. David Pisot had no time to intercept, and he was guarding against another Jena striker.

Seeing this scene, Karlsruhe fans became anxious.

"Dangerous! Will this ball be in?"...

At this time, the Jena fans in the stands also began to shout loudly, cheering for Schmidt. They were all infected by Schmidt, a young player, and felt that they could not give up the game like this.

"Goal, goal, kick in! You can't let that damn Chinese break the record!"

One pass, ten passes, ten passes a hundred. In just a few seconds, the same call resounded throughout Ernst Stadium, and the cheers of Karlsruhe fans accounted for half of the world.

At this moment, the excited voice of the on-site commentator overshadowed the huge cry.

"Oh oh! Wu finally created a miracle. Now he is on par with the 836-minute record of unconcession in the Bundesliga. Every minute after next, the new record of unconcession in the Bundesliga will be increased by 1 minute. How many minutes can this young Chinese freeze the unconcession record? Let's wait and see!"

At this time, Schmidt was already carrying the football and rushed straight towards Wu Feng, who was already on guard, with the voice of the commentator.

When he learned that Wu Feng was on par with the record of not conceding the ball, he snorted in his heart disdainfully, and he would not be so convinced by the young man.

"What if you want to break this record? I want to shake you and use a goal to make you the laughing stock of the whole world. Humph, I conceded a goal less than a minute after breaking the record. I think this record will definitely make you unforgettable for life. I want you to remember this goal forever, and remember me forever!"

With this idea, Schmidt rushed towards Wu Feng with a ball with a flexibility that was extremely inconsistent with his body shape. He saw his legs changing rapidly like a butterfly. Wu Feng's judgment was so confusing that Wu Feng's observation was amazing that all the media had discovered this fact.

"Damn, this guy is so big, so what's the stimulation that he suddenly becomes so outstanding. Did he just take drugs? He is going to post it! Can the word flexibility match his body shape? Ibrahimovic, a replica of the German Second Division?"

When Wu Feng saw that Schmidt's footwork became magical, he screamed in his heart that he immediately chose to defend conservatively. Such flexible footwork would hit the opponent's foot if he was not careful. The result was a red card and penalty kick. He had to seize the best opportunity and hit it with one blow.

He slowly stepped back cautiously, while keeping a certain distance from Schmidt, waiting for his teammates to come and support, and then taking the initiative, so he must be faster, and now he just bets to see who can't calm down first.

Wu Feng chose a conservative approach. Although Schmidt brought the ball, he was not in a hurry and faced Wu Feng with his speed. He was determined to swing past Wu Feng and score the ball. He was about to enter the goal area.

"What is he doing?" Heike frowned on the coaching seat of Jena. Although an excellent player is good, excellent players often like to walk alone and are not very popular with coaches.

Just when Heike was deeply dissatisfied with Schmidt's behavior, he began to make the final decision. He found that the Chinese goalkeeper was very good in defense, and the closer he approached, the more he could feel that his opponent was ready to go and could pounce on him at any time.

Thinking of this, Schmidt immediately started to accelerate, pulled the ball to the side, and then pulled the ball from Wu Feng to the side.

"Stay the middle lane! He gives it to me, don't give other Jena players a chance to shoot!"

Seeing that Schmidt had changed direction, Wu Feng immediately shouted, then changed his position and firmly blocked Schmidt's shooting angle.

"Damn it, he blocked the angle so hard that he didn't have a chance to shoot!" Schmidt couldn't find a suitable shooting angle, so he stopped helplessly and prepared to dribble the ball again to look for an opportunity.

But at this moment, Wu Feng, who was originally standing on the goal line, moved, and his whole body moved forward. Wu Feng fully proved to the world that something was moving like the wind.

Although Schmidt showed extraordinary footwork, he was not a god after all. Wu Feng had completely seen through his movements. At the moment he was driven, the football was slightly far away. Then, Wu Feng jumped into the football under Schmidt's feet with all his legs bursting out, and he didn't even touch Schmidt's feet during the process.

But Schmidt was frightened by Wu Feng's speed. When he saw the football disappearing, he was panicked and tripped himself, which caused the fans in the stands to burst into laughter.

However, Karlsruhe's crisis was finally resolved perfectly by Wu Feng, and he didn't even have a foul.
Chapter completed!