Chapter 459. A Miracle One-Man Show!

Chapter 459: 459. A Miracle One-Man Show!

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"The time left for Atlético Madrid is running out. If they cannot score in the final stoppage time phase..."

"Entering a cruel penalty shootout, Barcelona’s advantage will be immense."

"According to European media reports, Barcelona practices penalties for a long time, while Atlético, due to player losses and current form, might not have an advantage in penalties."

"We have witnessed Lance scoring the game-winner in stoppage time countless times over the past few years; hopefully, today we can believe in him again!"

Commentator He Wei was very confident.

Lance’s nickname in Europe is precisely ’King of Stoppage Time’.

The later it gets into stoppage time, the closer it is to the end of the match, the more terrifying power Lance can unleash.

Real Madrid fans still suffer from PTSD when it comes to the final minute of stoppage time,

and so do Barcelona fans.

Even with almost no time left and Barcelona firmly controlling possession, the fans couldn’t relax at all.

"My heart is about to stop."

"I feel like I’m dying."

"I really dare not breathe."

"So scared!"

Catalonia fans saw Lance on the opposite side and felt immense pressure!

However, Barcelona reverted to a possession-control tactic in the final phase,

passing smoothly between the midfield and defense, giving Atlético Madrid absolutely no chances.

Atlético Madrid’s defensive quality had declined significantly this new season, making it difficult to restrict Barcelona’s passing, forcing them to watch helplessly as the opponent ran down the clock to a penalty shootout.

91:00

92:00

93:00... Only one minute left. The vast majority of Spaniards in the Catalonia region stood up, their eyes glued to the screen.

Tens of thousands of domestic fans at the scene formed a unified chant.

"God Lance!"

"Go for it!!!"

"God Lance!"

"Go for it!!!"

This compelled Spanish commentator José ángel to exclaim.

"Who says China lacks a football atmosphere? The atmosphere here is really great, it’s practically an Atlético home game!"

"Listen to the sound of them cheering for Lance, it’s so unified!"

José ángel also imitated a Chinese accent with clumsy pronunciation:

"Lance shén, jiā yóu!"

Lance on the field was naturally moved by the cheers of the fans, but he temporarily had no time to respond.

While sprinting on the grass, his brain continuously used [Space Perception] to calculate dangerous spots on the field.

As Barcelona slowly passed the ball around, Busquets sent an unexpected through pass,

to Iniesta just outside the penalty area!

Extremely dangerous!

Iniesta was observing left and right, ready to send the ball into the box upon receiving it!

If Barcelona scored at this moment,

Lance’s desperate efforts would be in vain.

"You shall not pass!!"

Facing Iniesta dribbling closer, Lance shouted the Gandalf meme, utilizing Cannavaro’s positional sense and the Muscle Memory of [Shō Shunko]’s slide tackle,

executing a clean and decisive tackle to dispossess Iniesta!

Griezmann and Messi, running into positions on both sides, were preparing to receive the pass, looking like they were about to score the winner.

They suddenly felt a chill in their hearts!

"This is bad!!"

Messi instinctively stopped sharply and turned, attempting to rush for the ball and intercept Lance.

But Lance’s speed and body coordination surpassed everyone’s expectations.

Lance, who had just gone down for the tackle,

pushed off the ground with his hand and sprang up with a stylish, beautiful somersault!

Simultaneously, he deftly pulled the ball away from Messi’s challenge with his foot and poked the ball through Messi’s legs, bypassing him!

The entire sequence was executed flawlessly!

Lance completely dominated Messi in the 1v1 duel!

It instantly drew cheers from the entire stadium!

"Beautiful!! Lance! He won the ball back!! There’s still a chance in the final seconds!"

Both coaches were almost discussing the penalty shootout order,

who would have thought Lance could still counterattack!

"Here it comes, here it comes!"

For Griezmann, the most terrifying thing had arrived.

Previously, he could counterattack alongside Lance and participate in the game-winning sequence.

Now that Griezmann himself was Lance’s opponent, he truly felt the despair his opponent faced!

"No!! Lance, stop!"

Griezmann’s rapid backtracking was useless.

Lance surprisingly didn’t dribble; instead, as Rakiti? and Busquets rushed up to challenge,

he swept the ball out with his right foot in a beautiful, low-curving shot, aimed straight to the right!!

Bachira Meguru’s Monster Pass!

"ángel Correa!!!"

Correa, who had been literally silent, had a terrible performance today, with a real-time rating of 4.5 points for the forward.

If Simeone hadn’t used up all three substitution slots to reinforce the midfield and defense,

ángel Correa would have been subbed off long ago.

Netizens had already been blasting ángel Correa on Twitter, saying he would forever be a substitute.

Yet, it was this underperforming youngster whom Lance chose to trust at this critical moment!

"Me? Is it really me?"

ángel Correa couldn’t believe it when he received the ball. Glancing sideways at Lance,

he felt affirmation in Lance’s eyes!

"He trusts me!"

ángel Correa almost instinctively burst forward one step, changing his rhythm and direction to beat Barcelona’s left-back Jordi Alba cleanly!

In the blink of an eye, he drove the ball towards the Barcelona penalty area!

"Great play!!! Correa took on a man, so decisive!!"

"Atlético Madrid is advancing very quickly, already near the penalty area!"

The center-back Mascherano was still very experienced, maintaining distance and lowering his center of gravity to create psychological pressure on his opponent.

This forced Correa to slow down and engage in a one-on-one battle with Mascherano.

Otherwise, he would easily lose his only chance.

Meanwhile, Alba, Griezmann, Rakiti?, and others were closing in on Correa.

Busquets and Messi were focused on marking Lance,

no one dared to ignore this player!

Atlético Madrid hadn’t committed many players forward,

only Lance, Correa, and Gaitán among the attackers,

Gaitán was too far back,

Koke, Gabi, and Saúl, the three defensive midfielders, couldn’t catch up from the backfield.

Correa could only pass to Lance or try to dribble himself.

He lacked confidence and dared not take on a man; his intention to pass to Lance was already very obvious.

"It’s over, Correa hesitated."

Instructor Xu Yang sighed; Correa had missed the best opportunity.

He should have passed across the middle or pushed through resolutely,

Barcelona was not a weak team; they instantly filled the gap, leaving no attacking space.

Prepare for a penalty shootout!

The entire Barcelona team thought so, and the fans also breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing this.

"We’ve definitely won!"

"Finally, we can get revenge!"

"Just destroy his sextuple winner status."

Indeed, the only psychological advantage Barcelona fans held over Lance was the glory of the ’Tiki-Taka Dynasty’ during its peak, the halo of the sextuple winner.

Everything seemed settled,

the fans in the Bird’s Nest Stadium couldn’t help but sigh deeply.

"Is Atlético Madrid really declining this new season?"

"God Lance is having such a tough time..."

"Losing at home, it’s a bit disheartening."

Commentator He Wei was just preparing to offer some words of comfort when he suddenly noticed Lance move.

Moving against the flow at an extremely fast pace, he suddenly stopped, turned back, and retreated!

Instantly creating distance from Busquets and moving closer to Messi!

"Lance!!"

ángel Correa saw this and immediately passed back to Lance!

"What?"

Messi was forced into a desperate situation; the player who usually strolled was defending with unprecedented intensity, pouncing on Lance like a hungry wolf.

But in the next second,

Lance took a step forward, flicked the ball with the outside of his right foot while using Messi’s body weight to complete a turn!

The football landed perfectly in Messi’s blind spot behind and to his left!

Is he bullying Messi for being short?

"Brilliant!!! Lance!!!"

Commentator He Wei shouted!

In the final seconds of the match, at the peak of physical exhaustion, Lance could still pull off fancy moves!

What kind of heart does he have!

The unexpected dribble instantly stunned the entire Barcelona team!

Lance didn’t stop his movement, using the fancy flick and turn to get past Messi,

fully trusting the ball control of [Nagi Seishiro] and the wild imagination of [Bachira Meguru]!

A ’Cow’s Tail’ drag-and-pull through the legs, then lightning-fastly bypassed Busquets again!!

His entire eyes were blazing with beast-like blue flames,

in an instant, flowers bloomed under his feet, the ’Fried Meatball’ technique transforming into real electricity at a limit frequency of 0.1 seconds!

The audience could only see Lance’s figure flash past,

bursting out from the tight closing trap set by Piqué and Mascherano!!!

1 against 4 in 3 seconds!

He burst into the penalty area!

Ter Stegen was completely stunned,

his mind went blank as he rushed out of the box,

but Lance poked the ball first, slipping it under the goalkeeper’s armpit, and Lance leaped over the keeper as lightly as an acrobat!

An ultimate 1 vs 5!

This earth-shattering solo run shook the world in the Bird’s Nest Stadium!

Even facing an empty net, he still had the composure to attempt a delicate chip shot,

the parabola just cleared Jordi Alba’s intercepting right foot,

and ruthlessly plunged into the net!

I-N-S-T-A-N-T! E-X-P-L-O-S-I-O-N!!

"Ohhhhhh!!! The winner!! Lance’s miraculous solo run seals the victory!!"

"His divine performance has drawn the most perfect conclusion in the Bird’s Nest!"

"This goal should go down in history; it deserves to compete for the Puskás Award for Best Goal!"

"This is Lance’s most representative goal, an ultimate burst of energy in the final seconds of stoppage time!"

"He never gives up! He can always fight until the very end!"

Commentator He Wei’s throat was completely hoarse, but so what? No one cared about He Wei’s throat.

Everyone was shouting and roaring like savages, letting out their excitement,

the stands of the Bird’s Nest plunged into madness!

The field also descended into frenzy,

the Atlético Madrid players rushed onto the field like they had won the championship, celebrating wildly.

But in fact, they had won the championship.

"The match is over!!! Two evenly matched sides fought fiercely until the very end!"

"But Lance scored twice, helping Atlético Madrid successfully defeat the powerful Barcelona!"

"He overcame all difficulties and finally achieved his goal!"

"The sextuple winner has secured 5 championships!! Only the final Club World Cup remains for Lance to conquer!"

Golden confetti burst forth in the Bird’s Nest Stadium,

a dazzling array of colors!