"The peach blossom shadow falls and the magic sword flies, and a bit of cold light determines the world!"
When He Feng yelled such a sentence, countless Chinese fans in front of the TV jumped up, waved their fists wildly, and roared crazily.
"Holy shit! Awesome!"
"Fuck, fuck, fuck!"
"Hu Lai is awesome! Awesome!"
"Knockout!!"
"I'm so fucking happy!"
"Flying Fairy from Heaven!"
"World Wave!!"
Different people in different places gave the same cheers.
In the living room of Chu Yifan's new house, everyone was shouting and couldn't hear what each other was shouting.
At about 4:30 in the morning, they roared like this without thinking about whether they would wake up the neighbors next door or so.
But don't worry, because in this community, at this moment, there are similar roars coming from countless windows.
Expanding to Jincheng, Andong Province, and even the whole of China, this similar scene has been repeated countless times.
This night is probably a sleepless night for both Chinese fans and the general public who are not Chinese fans.
Even those who didn't watch the game were probably awakened by the previous roar.
Instead, I was prepared for the roar at the last moment...
Those who watch football in bars, KTVs, food stalls, Internet cafes, movie theaters, etc., don’t have to worry about disturbing others’ rest.
There was a "beer rain" in the bar.
The screams of the girls were mixed with the roars of the men, as well as laughter and applause.
Peng Hao hugged Yao Yuling in front of him tightly. This time he took the initiative.
The girl didn't struggle in his arms, only cheered.
Feeling the softness and warmth in his arms, Peng Hao also cheered in his heart: Thank you cousin! Thank you cousin! Thanks to you, I am going to be single!
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Seeing the football fly into the King's goal for the fourth time, Luo Kai forcefully patted the floor-to-ceiling glass window in front of him, making a muffled sound, which shocked everyone in the private room and looked at him with surprised eyes.
But Luo Kai didn't realize it and just looked at the stadium.
Lilith retracted her gaze from the court and turned to Luo Kai, looking at the man's back in trance.
Whether it was the TV screen in the box or the screens in every corner of the stands, the replay of Hulay's goal just now was playing.
The fans of the Madrid Kings held their heads in their hands and were speechless as they watched Hulay retreating and completing a volley on the screen.
The Madrid Pirates fans did not look at the screen at all, but cheered and sang.
They waved their fists at their rival fans and shouted:
"It's our turn! It's our turn! It's our turn!"
This is what the Madrid Kings players shouted when they shot a Tik Tok video before the game.
At that time, the Madrid Kings women's football team had just won the championship, and the male football players took a video to celebrate the women's football team's victory.
In the video, they shouted "It's our turn", which actually meant that it was the turn of the Madrid Kings men's team to win the cup.
At that time, such a performance was considered by critics to demonstrate the dominance and confidence of the Kings players, saying, "The Kings' 13th Champions League trophy is secure!"
But now it is used by Pirates fans to mock the King. It is really "swearing and exposing others' shortcomings and slapping them in the face."
Faced with the provocation and ridicule of the Madrid Pirates fans, the Kings fans could not speak back, and they probably had no time to speak back.
Compared with being ridiculed by Madrid Pirates fans, losing the game is a more terrifying result.
Hulay's fourth goal came at the 86th minute and 43 seconds of the game.
The game time has now reached eighty-seven minutes.
Although the time spent by players celebrating will be counted into injury time by the referee.
But the time left for the King of Madrid is indeed running out.
Their morale also suffered such a heavy blow...
In this game, Hu Lai was like a god descending from heaven, always scoring goals.
And almost every ball is a world wave!
Such an opponent makes people intimidated and makes them want to give up.
The fans of the Madrid Kings are now collectively "depressed" by Hulay.
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The Madrid Kings players on the field were also "depressed".
Such a goal is world-famous at best, but child's play at worst isn't it?
He ran to his position, stepped back, and then suddenly kicked!
The ball just went in!
Isn’t this too unreasonable?!
How to play against such an opponent?
He seems to be able to score with just one kick...
After Julay completed his hat trick, the morale of the Madrid Kings players dropped to freezing point.
Now he finally recovered a little bit, and then he was hit back by Hu Lai with a blow to the head.
Tragic, too tragic!
The Kings players stood blankly at their positions, allowing the Pirates players to run past them, cheering and screaming, towards the figure in the corner flag area.
None of them had any reaction.
Even Mellie Banega stood with her hands on her hips and looked into the distance, her eyes dull.
He didn't run to the center circle and wait for the kick-off.
Suddenly, a huge feeling of exhaustion hit his heart, making him just want to stand there and rest, without wanting to go anywhere.
Even more tired than Melli is Kings head coach Royce.
He was thankful that he woke up in time, chose the right tactics, and tightened his defense.
Just need to withstand the attack of the Madrid Pirates within ten minutes and drag the game into overtime, and the initiative will return to the King's side.
There is no problem with this tactical arrangement.
Melli even almost killed his opponent.
But he didn't expect Hu Lai's condition to be so good today!
Scoring goals, for the Chinese, seems to be as normal as breathing.
Assistant coach Gonzalez stood nearby and said nothing.
Royvi finally sighed and said: "Now we don't have to worry about whether to defend or attack. Attack, Fernando, let the team attack. Apart from attacking, we have no other way..."
Fernando Gonzalez nodded, then ran to the sidelines to issue the latest instructions to the players.
Offensively, with Hulay's condition, the Kings of Madrid may still concede the ball.
But this time it’s not about dying bravely.
This time it is to live towards death.
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When Gonzalez conveyed instructions to the Madrid Kings players on the field, the Madrid Pirates players were still celebrating wildly.
Their celebration was clearly running out of time.
But this time it was not that they were deliberately delaying time, but that they really got carried away and forgot about this.
This Madrid Pirates team has reached the Champions League final for the first time, and now the opportunity to win the Champions League is right in front of them. Everyone can't hide their excitement.
Until the referee came over to remind them that it was time to return to their own half.
They just ran back from the Madrid King's corner flag area.
On the way back, they did not separate in groups, but still gathered together closely.
Captain Ramirez kept reminding the crowd:
"The game is not over yet! Guys! I don't know how long the stoppage time will be. Let's just pretend that there are still ten minutes! In these ten minutes, they are definitely likely to score! So don't think that we win.
It’s decided! If the opponent equalizes the score at the last moment, that would be too bad! No matter what happens, we must withstand their attack! There are still ten minutes before we create history! In these ten minutes... no one is allowed
Drop the chain!"
On the way back to his own half, captain Ramirez said this all the way.
When he crossed the center line, he just finished speaking.
He clapped his hands and finally yelled:
"Let's get them off that damn seat!"
At the same time, the Pirates fans in the stands sang their song again:
"Get up! Sing! We go to victory!"
With this song, no one of the Madrid Pirates fans was sitting in their seats, they all stood up.
"The flag of unity is already moving forward!"
"You come too and march with us!"
"You will see singing and flags flying!!"
In the stands of the stadium, several Madrid Pirates team flags were waved vigorously.
"The red dawn has announced that new life is coming."
"Rise up! Fight! The people move to victory!"
"A better life is coming!"
"To pursue our own happiness!"
"Amid the shouts, thousands of fighting voices will sound."
"The people sing the song of freedom!"
"With determination, we will eventually win!"
"And now to fight and arouse countless people"
"Shouting with a loud singing voice: 'Move forward!'"
After this sentence, the melodious and majestic singing suddenly turned into a deafening shout:
"The united! People! will never! be! Defeated!!"
In the Corsair Park stadium in Madrid, 80,000 people also shouted in unison:
"The united! People! will never! be! Defeated!!"
In the square outside Milan Central Stadium and in the tavern, countless fans wearing Madrid Pirates waved their fists rhythmically and shouted:
"The united! People! will never! be! Defeated!!"
The Kings fans in the stands tried to do something to fight, but in such a storm, they couldn't even open their mouths...
The entire central court, half of Madrid, resounded with such roars.
The people were cheering, cheering for the fact that they were about to pull down the lofty king from his throne!
