However, Stephen also knew that Wu Feng had lined up in the game before, and understood that this was his habit, not because of discrimination.

But now he is unable to catch up with the score. Like other teammates, he hopes that the team can catch up as soon as possible, then equalize the score, and finally strive to overtake and win the game.

But now it's not a few minutes now, and this ball is very important, so he continues to persist after cramps. He knows that he is not the time to finish the game, and the team still needs him.

At this time, Wu Feng began to loudly command Eichner and others to pay attention to preventing the opponent's players from shooting, or cooperating. He was not sure of catching it with one hand.

At this time, the players on both sides were ready, waiting for the showdown between Stephen and Wu Feng, and then the final grasp of football.

The referee immediately blew the whistle to restart the game. With a "beep" whistle, Karlsruhe fans and Rostock fans held their breath at the same time and stared at Stephen who was about to start.

Start starting, accelerate suddenly, exert force at full speed, and volley the outer instep of the right foot.

Stephen's moves were done in one go. After completing these moves, he was very satisfied with his free kick shot, which can be said to be the best free kick he has ever played in several seasons.

"The strength, angles, and the rotation is very beautiful. With this ball, I don't believe you can block it easily. Even Mihailovic dares to say that he can kick it out every time. Even Oliver has been beaten by such a free kick many times."

The football flew out of Stephen's sight. Instead of kicking into the gap between the two, he flew high above the player's head towards the goal, drawing an arc toward the near corner of the goal.

"It's true that it's a close angle. Don't you understand it yet? Although this is much more difficult for me, it is relatively simple, and it is beneficial to you and me."

Wu Feng disagreed with Stephen's free throw, then quickly took a few steps, and finally used all his strength to aim at the flight trajectory of the football and rushed towards the football.

Moreover, when he is practicing free kicks, he has also watched Mihailovic's free kick collection. Since Stephen imitates him, his free throw will also have Mihailovic's shadow in it.

He knew very well that Mikhailovic's free kick had the characteristics of strong momentum and tricky angles, so it depends on how powerful Stephen could play in such a free kick.

But in fact, Wu Feng still underestimated the power of Stephen's free kick. The ball that Stephen's punishment not only imitated Mihailovic's movements, but also had his power.

The ball speed was a little faster than he estimated, but it was not the worst for him, and there was no big problem with his save.

"No, why is the power of this ball so great? Is Stephen possessed by Mihailovic? He was obviously so tired that he was cramped, and he could still kick out such a great amount of power? Forget it, let's just play it." Wu Feng's left hand just touched the football, and his heart sank. Although this speed was not a big problem for him, the power and rotation in the back were probably knocked away by the football after blocking the ball with his left hand, and then flew into the goal with a rotation angle.

In an instant, he responded quickly, quickly used his internal force to concentrate on his left hand, strengthening tens of thousands of ns of strength.

"Bang", after just one second, the football was quickly hit by Wu Feng's left hand, but it still had a strong rotation. After hitting the right goal post, it continued to fly towards the bottom line on the right.

"Have you entered? Fortunately, I didn't enter, and the rotation was too strong. I was played and I even flew to the right." After hitting this free kick, Wu Feng, who was still in mid-air, quickly looked up in the direction to the right.

But seeing the football still flying towards the goal with a strong rotation, seeing this, his heart sank again, and he was about to force his body to turn around in the air and continue to block it.

"Bang", the next moment, a clear sound made Wu Feng very happy, far beyond ordinary people's power, allowing him to change the trajectory of football flight at the most critical moment.

It was after this change that the football still hit the outside of the goal post and flew to the bottom line on the right even though it was spinning at a high speed.

"Huhu, I did it, and I didn't let this free kick fly into the goal!" Wu Feng was overjoyed.

Immediately afterwards, Wu Feng finally fell heavily on the lawn. Fortunately, his body has strong resistance, so this pain is nothing.

But he didn't care much, so he jumped up from the turf excitedly, raised his left hand and clenched his fist and waved it hard in the void.

"Wu, you're so handsome! It's so handsome!"

"Haha, we are worthy of being our patron saint. Such a free kick can be blocked!"

"..." Pisot and others saw Wu Feng successfully save the opponent's player Stephen's high-quality free kick, and excitedly roared around Wu Feng and cheered.

There are still the last few minutes left in the game. As long as they last longer, they can steal three points from Rostock. In this way, they are only one game away from the Bundesliga championship, and all Karlsruhe players are extremely excited.

"Beautiful job!" At this time, Becker rushed to the sidelines, jumping and jumping like an old naughty boy. His gentlemanly demeanor had long been thrown away by him.

Wu Feng's key save brought the team one step closer to victory, and the impact on Rostock was huge, only a few minutes. It seemed that the three-pointers in this game were already within reach.

On the other hand, Thomas did not show an anxious expression on his face, as if he had expected this situation.

He strode to the sidelines and shouted loudly: "There are still a few minutes left. We cannot give up and seize this opportunity to go out of the field!" Although Thomas also believes that there is no hope of victory in this game, as the team's head coach, he does not want to tell his thoughts about his players. He must let the players continue this spirit of not giving up.

"I really didn't expect him to save such a beautiful free kick from my shot. Alas, it's such a pity. This is the best time I played. Even Mihailovic can't surpass this shot." Stephen's eyes were full of disappointment, and he looked at Wu Feng who was shouting to the sky for a while, and then ran into the penalty area according to the instructions of head coach Thomas, preparing to meet this opportunity for out-of-bounds ball.
Chapter completed!