Looking at the figure in front of the goal, Mintar was a little silent. He felt very helpless about Wu Feng. This series of shots can almost be said to be a must-scoring goal, but he blocked it twice and finally got only one. I don’t know if I should be happy or a lost penalty.

If you want to be happy, the Chinese goalkeeper has saved two penalty kicks. This time, Mintar takes the penalty himself, so he doesn't have much confidence. If you want to say something lost, at least they have a penalty kick, and the opponent has another red card, missing one person.

Just looking at this penalty, Mintar felt like he had eaten a fly, which made him feel sick and helpless.

In the live broadcast room, Zhang Lu slapped the table hard, and he was already excited and couldn't help himself. Such saves and domineering aura really made him feel as if he was there in person.

"A Feng can do such a save. If it were Buffon, Casillasi, or Neuer, they would have lost the ball at least once! Such a save is world-class, and it is so exciting!"

Zhang passed by for a long time before calming down and slowly said such a sentence.

Duan Yixuan also echoed, "This is really like what netizens said. Watching A Feng saves is like an art, it can make you feel excited! Really fall in love with a sport like football! All the fans in the audience applaud A Feng's wonderful save and fighting spirit, and they were all impressed by A Feng! Yes, at this moment, A Feng conquered the Berlin Olympic Stadium! He is so awesome. More than 70,000 fans in the audience cheered for him alone!"

The fans all cheered, let alone Karlsruhe’s bench. Becker hugged Pisott and said softly: “Good job, leave the rest to Wu Feng and the others, we will definitely win!”

"Yes, head. We will definitely win, I believe Wu!" Pisot looked at Wu Feng with his eyes firmly, and the final victory must belong to them.

This was the third penalty in the second half and the third in this game, but Mintar would rather not have the penalty. He stared at Wu Feng in front of the goal, took a deep breath, and calmed himself down completely.

No matter how much you think about other things at this time, it will only add to your worries. It is better to pay this penalty kick wholeheartedly.

"This is our real one-on-one duel. This time it depends on whether you are faster or I am faster!" A strong fire of challenge appeared in Mintar's eyes. He knew his heavy responsibility and he was Nuremberg's last hope, so he must succeed in this penalty.

At this moment, Wu Feng, who was squatting slightly, also stared at Mintar on the penalty spot with a calm expression. This opponent who created the Bundesliga midfielder who won the Golden Boot Award. This opponent turned Karlsruhe's defense upside down and his strength was the strongest.

He has more reason to save this penalty. Only by defeating Mintar can Nuremberg's morale be completely defeated, so that the team can win the game.

The brave one wins when we meet on a narrow road!

Either you die or I die!

"Beep!" The referee blew the whistle to start the free throw.

Wu Feng immediately observed that Mintar's shoulder began to sink, knowing that he was going to shoot. "Looking at the direction of his shoulders and the direction of his ankles, he should be kicking to the upper right corner!"

With Mintar's movements, Wu Feng's center of gravity began to tilt slightly to the right, ready to pounce on him at any time.

However, the moment Mintar was about to touch the ball, his right foot just shook his empty and then stood on the other side of the football, and then raised his left foot again.

Mintar can actually use both sides of the left and right feet!

"I'll just pull it. This is a fake move. He kicks the left direction!" Wu Feng immediately quickly shifted the center of gravity to the left, and his right half began to lift his body slightly, ready to pounce.

When Mintar saw that Wu Feng could still react, he had already started to pounce on the left of the goal. He couldn't help but smile evilly. He felt that the Chinese goalkeeper was finally fooled by his two fake moves and he was finally going to win.

Mintar hit the football with his left foot, but the football did not fly to the left side of the goal. Because he rubbed the right half of the football with his left foot, the football flew to the left, and the speed and rotation were not small.

"Uh, this guy can shoot like this, it's really amazing! Damn it, labor and capital are not easy to bully. Fortunately, my internal strength has grown rapidly recently, so don't think I can score easily!" Wu Feng's body on the right half had already raised. If he was an ordinary person, or before Wu Feng was injured, facing such a complicated turn and shooting, he would have to surrender.

But Wu Feng rarely played games in May, so he seized time to recover from his injuries and opened the acupoints. Finally, before the German Cup final, he successfully opened the 600th acupoint, causing the internal force of his whole body to run by about half.

With Mintar stunned and disbelief, Wu Feng turned his body's center of gravity very quickly. In violation of Newton's laws of physics, he turned to the right side of the goal at a faster speed, and rushed forward like that.

"Bang!"

With a clear sound, the football was hit by Wu Feng's right fist, and after hitting the post, he flew out of the baseline, Nuremberg won a corner kick.

In just two or three seconds, Wu Feng and Mingtal had three confrontations, but fortunately Wu Feng still won, but the result was that his two fingers of his right hand felt the piercing pain again.

"Ah!..." Wu Feng knelt on the grass, holding his right hand tightly with his left hand, his face covered in sweat, which was all painful.

"How come, it didn't hurt so much when I was in the previous event? Why did I still hurt so much after blocking the ball!" At this time, Wu Feng's whole handsome face was distorted, and the referee finally discovered that Wu Feng was inappropriate, so he quickly paused the game and let Karlsruhe's team doctor play.

Becker and George basically ran to the goal. Fortunately, after George checked, he found that it was only the pain caused by external force when he was not fully recovered after the injury. Apart from the pain at this time, it would not be a big deal. After all, after several changes to Mintar's moves, he had a lot of power to shoot.

After a simple treatment, Wu Feng continued to stick to the game, and this game would not be possible without him.

"Wu, are you sure you want to continue? I hope you think carefully. This may be related to your future. Although this championship is very important to us, you should also think about your future. You are still young and have a chance." Becker was also confused in his heart, but as a qualified coach, he hoped that his disciples would have a bright future and not delay their future because of a cup match.

After a simple treatment, coupled with Wu Feng's original internal force effect, the pain on his fingers was also eliminated. In the more than a month of injury, Wu Feng also learned a lot about the injury of the tendons and veins. Just now, it was just the external pain of the fingers and did not involve the internal veins. This made him feel at ease and would not affect his recovery.
Chapter completed!