Chapter 645: Dortmund Tries to Attack? It is Time for the Devastating Counter!

That move from Boyamba didn’t just allow the winger to get rid of the two Schalke defenders, but also gave him a clear sight of Higo and the goal. Brackelmann also saw this, as he moved and put his body in line. However, the captain was too late, as Boyamba had already launched a nasty curve to the far post of the goal.

BAM!

"You mother... Fucker!" Higo gritted his teeth as he jumped with one hand stretching far, acting as if he was Superman himself.

It was fortunate that he got the information on what kind of shot he would face a few seconds before, or he would see the ball slamming the back of his net helplessly. It didn’t happen this time, as he managed to touch the ball with his fist, deflecting it away from his goal.

"FUCK! It has to be Higo!"

"Come on, Higo! You are the GOAT!"

"Hahaha! That boy sat with me in Bosch yesterday! Can you believe it?!"

The people on the stand laughed and cheered boisterously once they saw Higo’s incredible save. However, the boy mentioned didn’t have any time to celebrate it right now. No, the ball was still rolling on the sideline, and he got up immediately; his face turned ugly when he saw Dortmund’s full back pick it up.

"Fuck! Carls! What the hell are you doing?!" He cursed Jonas Carls, the team’s right back, for his absence on that side. "Get ready! A cross is coming!" He shouted.

Well, it was more like a shout to himself, because everyone was basically more than ready to handle this situation. However, Dortmund’s two strikers, Steffen Tigges and Joseph Boyamba, who had just launched a shot earlier, had already stood inside the penalty box. They were big and bulky, so any aerial contest would be difficult for Schalke to handle.

Not that Higo cared, of course. The moment the cross was delivered, he rushed immediately, jumping so high to pick the ball in the air. Both Brackelmann and Steffen Tigges were taken aback for a moment, and in the next second...

BAM!

FWEEE!

Higo managed to pick the ball in the air, but as a result, his reckless action found him getting slammed by the two bigger players than him. The referee himself didn’t hesitate, blowing the whistle immediately. After all, the collision happened inside the six-yard box, the absolute territory where no one could touch the goalkeeper even just for his single hair.

Even though Higo didn’t even get bothered by the collision, the foul was still given, and once the goalkeeper got up from the ground without any trouble, another round of cheers erupted from the stand.

"Fuck yeah! That’s my goalkeeper!"

"Good job, Higo! Kick them out of here!"

Higo himself just smiled wryly when he heard the enthusiastic roar behind him, having no energy to turn around. His heart was still beating fast as he put the ball on the spot where he fell earlier, finding himself sighing in relief after the danger finally passed by.

’Fortunately, I got up quickly, or Captain wouldn’t be able to win that aerial duel.’ He muttered to himself.

It wasn’t just an empty word, as Higo truly saw his captain lose that aerial duel in his clairvoyant vision. While the image was cut right after Dortmund’s striker pulled a header, he didn’t dare to let the same thing happen exactly as he foresaw in his head, so the boy took action immediately to make sure that he was the ultimate winner of that duel.

Once again, this just showed how overpowered his clairvoyant ability was for a goalkeeper like him.

"Come on! We are at the end of the first half, concentrate!" He shouted while waving away at his teammates, asking them to move a little bit forward. "Luca, I’ll leave this to you!" He shouted, not knowing whether the boy on the front line, Luca Schuler, could hear him in such a noisy environment or not.

BAM!

Right after that, he launched a long pass so high to the front line, one that would make any modern goalkeeping coach frown.After all, Higo had been taught the importance of keeping possession steady, and this lackluster Hail Mary pass was basically just him handing the ball to the opponent’s side.

Still, no one dared to complain about it right now. After all, Higo had just saved the team’s ass earlier, and pointing their finger at him would be the stupidest thing they could do right now.

It also helped that Luca Schuler managed to win the aerial duel, sending the ball to Idrizi in the midfield. The moment he received the ball, the Kosovo magician turned around slowly, avoiding the potential clash with the Dortmund player close to him. That was when his eyes caught a movement from someone who was far from his original position, and Idrizi couldn’t help but smirk.

’So, this is how you want to play, Nassim? Well, show us how you are going to deal with them!’

Thud!

He sent a through ball to the pocket space right in front of Dortmund’s two center backs, and somehow, there, Nassim Boujellab, who should be on the right side, popped out of nowhere, replacing Luca Schuler, who had just fought the aerial battle earlier.

"Shit! Crush him!"

"I got this!"

Those two center backs didn’t hesitate to surround Nassim, and not only that, but the defensive midfielder behind him also tried to put pressure, adding one more person to surround the Morocco winger. It was a 3v1 situation, and Dortmund’s other players were also ready to shut him down whenever he made a miracle and got through all the defenders around him.

However, Nassim was far from being flustered. He protected the ball with his body, and even with a shaky stance, the Morocco winger still managed to take a glance at the opponent’s goal and found a small route to get through there.

As a result...

Thud!

The ball was launched quite gently, and yet, the result was so devastating for the away team.