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Chapter 767 Chapter 762: A powerful long-range shot, one to one!

"Pretty!"

The Spanish national TV commentator shouted excitedly: "Now no one can stop Ronaldo from finishing the shot!"

How could Ronaldo let go of such an excellent opportunity, after quickly adjusting his body, he pushed with his left foot, and the football flew towards the lower left corner of the goal!
Almunia roared and flew towards the football!

The Bernabéu suddenly fell silent, and everyone's eyes were fixed on the football.

In the blink of an eye, the football flew ten centimeters in front of Almunia's fingertips and into the net!

The Spanish national TV commentator shouted: "Cristiano! Goal! Go! Go! Go!..."

The commentator of London Business Radio said painfully: "Real Madrid's counterattack is too fast. Whether it is Marcelo or Kaka, they moved the football to the front at the first time.

Benzema's pass was also very fast, Ronaldo got away from Vermaelen in the penalty area and got a shot, Almunia did his best..."

The commentator of the Milan sports station said loudly: "This is Ronaldo's sixth shot in this game, he finally scored a goal, this is a beautiful goal, played with the speed of Real Madrid.

The balance on the field is broken, will Wenger make adjustments? "

The commentator of French TV [-] said: "Obviously, Mourinho made detailed arrangements before the game. When Chen made an attack and didn't come back, Real Madrid's quick counterattack started from the middle. Song alone couldn't intercept Ronaldo at all."

On the court, Ronaldo howled excitedly, then jumped high, and made his own iconic celebration after landing.

The Bernabéu was already boiling, and after countless screams and cheers, a person's name rang out.

"Cristiano!"

"Cristiano!"

"Cristiano!"

At this moment, Ronaldo is the hero of the Bernabeu.

Sitting on the bench, Wenger rubbed his brows with a headache. He didn't know where the defense failed this time.

What should I do?
If Chen does not participate in the offense, our offense is not a threat at all, but once he participates in the offense, Real Madrid's quick counterattack will hit the space left by him...

Looking at Wenger, who was suffering from a headache, Arsenal's tactical coach whispered in his ear: "If Walcott plays as a midfielder, Chen will return to the forward position."

Without Van Persie, Arsenal will lose the fulcrum in the frontcourt. If Chen Fan is not in front, no one in Arsenal can threaten Real Madrid's goal.

Wenger thought for a while and said, "Let me think about it again."

On the other side, Mourinho clenched his fist excitedly, and let out a long roar toward the sky...

On the court, Chen Fan frowned slightly, rubbed his left shoulder, exhaled a long breath, and walked towards his own half.

"Boy, your body is too thin."

Pepe showed her white teeth, smiled at Chen Fan and said, "Come to Real Madrid, you are at Arsenal, who can help you except Van Persie?"

Chen Fan was about to explode, but when he heard his last words, he swallowed those words of counterattack.

He ignored Pepe and continued walking towards the middle circle.

Peipei tilted her head, blinked at Chen Fan's not-so-strong body, and suddenly grinned and rubbed her painful right shoulder.

"Damn it, why is this guy's bones so hard?"

Ramos on the side pursed his lips and looked at Pepe with a smile: "Hey, Pepe, didn't you say that you are the strongest, and now you have met your opponent?"

Pepe said angrily, "Hey, why don't you give it a try."

The game quickly resumed, Arsenal launched an attack on Real Madrid, and the football once again came to Bendtner's feet in the hinterland.

The "bad guy" Pepe stepped forward and lifted his right leg, and his knee joint ruthlessly pressed against Bendtner's back.

"what!……"

Bendtner screamed and rolled on the turf in pain.

Players from both sides rushed to the center of the incident. The scene was extremely chaotic. The referee rushed over and gave Pepe a yellow card with an innocent face.

The Spanish national TV commentator shook his head and said: "Pepe's bad habits are hard to change, and he has committed mistakes. Fortunately, the referee is lenient, otherwise he will ruin Real Madrid's good game."

The chaos ended after 2 minutes. Bendtner stood up from the turf again. Chen Fan held the football and placed it on the penalty spot.

Real Madrid fans glanced at the distance between the football and the goal and breathed a sigh of relief.

The ball was nearly 40 meters away from the goal, which meant that it was difficult for Chen Fan to shoot directly.

"Arsenal played the same away game as Barcelona. Chen pierced through the gate guarded by Valdes more than 40 meters away from the goal... Do you think Chen will shoot directly this time?"

There are still fans who are worried.

"Such a goal is rare in a century. It is Barcelona's bad luck. Real Madrid must have better luck than Barcelona."

A companion comforted him.

"I hope so..."

He still couldn't get rid of the haze in his heart, that goal shocked him too much.

In the broadcast booth, the commentators of major TV stations began to analyze Arsenal's direct free kick.

As the Real Madrid fan said, they also think that the ultra-long-range free kick against Barcelona was due to luck.

"If Van Persie is on the court, Chen can go directly to him for this free kick. Now we can only pin our hopes on other players."

"It's impossible to shoot directly from this distance. As long as Real Madrid does a good job in the air protection in the penalty area, Arsenal can only return home!"

"Perhaps...Chen can still come and give it a try, maybe God will favor him again..."

On the field, Chen Fan looked at the distance between the football and the goal, and took a deep breath.

"Tick!..."

The referee blew his whistle, Chen Fan ran towards the football slowly, Real Madrid's restricted area became chaotic, players from both sides pulled and pushed each other...

"Snapped!……"

Chen Fan kicked the football with his right foot, and the football flew up from the turf.

Ronaldo in the crowd stared at Chen Fan's free throw process, as if to prove something.

In the blink of an eye, the football flew over Ronaldo's head, then began to fall, and flew towards the upper right corner of the goal!
"what?"

The commentator of the Milan sports station shouted: "Chen is actually shooting directly. Is he going to repeat the goal at the Nou Camp?"

The London Business Radio commentator exclaimed: "Come! Come! The football goes straight to the dead end!"

Real Madrid's penalty area suddenly became quiet, and the previous pulling and shoving actions also stopped. They found that the ball had nothing to do with them.

Cassias roared and flew towards his upper left. He wanted to block the football out of the goal!
The hearts of the Real Madrid fans seemed to be grasped by an invisible big hand, and the hearts of the Arsenal fans beat faster...

"Pong!..."

In the blink of an eye, the football hit the crossbar hard and bounced high into the penalty area!
Real Madrid's penalty area suddenly came to life, Pepe jumped high, overwhelmed Song, and directed the football outside the penalty area.

Benzema outside the penalty area, watching the football flying towards him, rubbed back and pushed the football to the hinterland.

"boom!……"

There was a huge exclamation from the Bernabeu. The Real Madrid fans felt like they were dying, while the Arsenal fans covered their mouths in pain. God, it was almost, just a little bit...

The commentator of the Milan sports station exclaimed: "The football was rejected by the crossbar, Chen Zhen almost repeated the goal at the Nou Camp!"

"His footwork is definitely the best in world football today!"

The commentator of London Business Radio said regretfully: "Chen is only a few centimeters away from the goal..."

On the court, Benzema pushed the football to the hinterland, and the football flew towards Chen Fan.

Chen Fan suppressed the regret in his heart, stretched out the instep of his right foot to stop the football firmly, and then swung it suddenly, dodging Ronaldo's upward jump.

"Snapped!……"

There were too many people in the Real Madrid penalty area, and it was impossible to cooperate with his teammates. Chen Fan chose to shoot from a long distance.

The football flew towards the goal again, and at the same angle as a few seconds ago, towards the upper right corner of the goal!
At this moment, Casillas just got up from the turf. When he saw the football, it was only a dozen meters away from the goal.

There is no time to squat and jump, Casillas rises!

The next moment, the football hit his fingertips, and then hit the inside of the crossbar slightly upwards, smashing into the goal!

The ball is in!
(End of this chapter)