Chapter 743: You Can't Cross This Jersey
In the second half, both sides returned to the Camp Nou. As time progressed, Real Madrid's defensive counterattacks gradually became more prominent. They consumed less energy compared to Barcelona, thus having more reserves.
With the sudden increase in pressing intensity and pace of the game, the home team's players seemed somewhat disorganized.
As the match entered the 70th minute, Real Madrid intercepted in their own half, with Wang Feng passing to Modric outside the penalty area, then swiftly advancing towards the opposition half.
The Croatian midfielder took two steps forward, seized the opportunity, and delivered a long diagonal pass. The ball reached Gonzalo Higuaín, who was pressing forward at the forefront, just beyond the halfway line.
Running forward while receiving the ball made the Argentine striker stumble slightly, but he quickly stopped to control the ball as Dani Alves, who was retreating, immediately rushed forward.
Higuaín dribbled the ball to the other side to avoid the pressure, then sent a diagonal pass to find Wang Feng, who was making a rapid run forward. However, Gerard Piqué was also marking him closely.
The Chinese superstar accelerated again with the ball at his feet, although he didn't shake off Piqué as quickly as he did in his younger days, he managed to gain a half-step advantage over the defender.
The Spanish defender didn't dare to foul easily, as he was the last line of defense.
Moreover, they were very close to the penalty area at this moment. A slight mistake could result in a red card and a dangerous free kick for the opponent.
"I don't believe I can't outrun a 33-year-old!" Piqué thought fiercely in his heart, while also making subtle pulling motions with his hands.
Both players fought their way into the penalty area, and after a series of confrontations, Wang Feng finally stumbled forward, prompting Piqué to quickly raise his hands to signal that he didn't commit a foul.
Just as the Chinese superstar lost his balance and was about to fall, he swept the ball sideways with his right foot. Gareth Bale, who was unmarked around the penalty spot, easily slotted the ball home.
"Gooooooooooooooooooooal! In the 70th minute, Real Madrid's rapid counterattack breaks the deadlock against Barcelona!"
"Wang Feng's crucial cross, Bale scores with ease, helping the away team take the lead!"
Wang Feng, who fell to the ground but still managed to make the crucial pass, slid across the grass due to momentum, but he ignored the pain and turned his head towards the goal.
Seeing the ball go into the net and the referee's whistle signaling a goal, the Chinese superstar quickly got up and rushed towards Bale, grabbing the Welsh winger tightly from behind.
Real Madrid players also rushed over to celebrate, surrounding the two players. They celebrated wildly, with many of them shouting angrily at the television cameras in the corner.
"Even if you control the ball, you can't withstand our counterattacks!"
The Barcelona players who didn't have time to get back into defensive positions looked dejected. Piqué simply lay on the ground, covering his face with both hands. Real Madrid's counterattack was too fast and decisive.
The Spanish defender never expected Wang Feng to persist in attacking under such harsh conditions. Shouldn't he have fallen down and appealed for a penalty with his hands spread out to the referee?
After all, he took a great risk in disrupting the Chinese superstar and was highly likely to commit a foul, but it was also highly controversial.
As Piqué anticipated how to argue with the referee when his opponent was about to fall, Wang Feng paid him no mind. Instead of thinking about whether it was a penalty, he managed to make the pass while losing his balance, not even knowing if anyone was behind him to receive it.
Such attacking desire, such competitive spirit, how could he not be called the God of Football!
Trailing by one goal, Barcelona launched a fierce counterattack. Enrique also made substitutions, bringing Neymar on to further strengthen the attack.
The Brazilian injected a lot of energy into the team, and soon he created several opportunities on the wings.
In the 82nd minute, Neymar dropped back to receive the ball in the attacking third, and after two wall passes with Messi and Suarez, he burst into the penalty area.
Then, with quick dribbles, he went past Navas and, at almost zero angle, chipped the ball into the goal.
1-1! Barcelona equalizes! An extremely important goal!
The Camp Nou erupted in cheers, countless fans chanting Neymar's name loudly. The Brazilian ran around the field celebrating, with teammates and coaching staff members from the bench closely following behind.
For the home team, a draw was like a victory. Leading by two wins would almost secure the league title, and Neymar was the hero!
In this situation, the Brazilian forward was almost moved to tears. He had waited for this moment for too long, to rescue the team and become the protagonist!
Of course, the Galactic Warship would not give up. After protesting and urging, Barcelona finally returned to the field.
As time passed, the home team resorted to delaying tactics, wanting to maintain the current result until the end of the match. Enrique even substituted defenders twice in a row.
On one hand, they delayed time reasonably, on the other hand, they strengthened the defensive line.
Barcelona's number of fouls also increased sharply, receiving three yellow cards in the last ten minutes, intercepting forcefully before Real Madrid could enter the danger zone.
Entering injury time, the fans in the Camp Nou stands could no longer contain their excitement. Many of them began to celebrate their team's victory in advance, a draw that would lead them to lift the long-awaited league trophy!
"Wang is the king!" someone shouted loudly, and soon the entire stadium responded, mocking their opponents mercilessly, seemingly forgetting their once shameful and humble appearance.
But Wang Feng wouldn't forget, nor would he disappoint them!
Casemiro intercepted the ball in midfield and quickly initiated an attack, passing to Modric, who then gestured to move forward towards the right flank. The Chinese superstar also ran into that area to provide support.
Barcelona immediately reacted, shifting most of their defensive players to the right, fearing that a few players might form a combination or Wang Feng might tear open the defensive line with continuous changes in direction.
Unexpectedly, the Croatian midfielder made a sudden stop, passed to Kroos who was making a run on the left, and Kroos approached the edge of the penalty area and, after assessing the situation, quickly sent a diagonal pass.
The ball passed by Busquets, threaded between Piqué and Mascherano, landed and bounced near the penalty spot, accurately sliding towards the right side of the small penalty area.
At that moment, the Chinese superstar, who was originally retreating to receive the pass, suddenly turned and sprinted towards the inside of the penalty area. This seamless cooperation between ball and player happened just before Dani Alves could interfere, and he volleyed with his right foot before Alves could block.
The ball shot straight into the bottom right corner of the goal, and Ter Stegen's diving effort was completed a second later.
"Goooooooooooooooooooal! A last-minute winner! Real Madrid's last-minute goal!"
Wang Feng looked up to the sky and let out a long roar, then rushed towards the stands. He clearly heard the Barcelona fans behind the goal mocking him just moments ago.
The Chinese superstar took off his jersey while running, stopped near the nearest end of the stands, then raised the jersey to his chest, showing it to the Camp Nou fans.
Everyone was silenced by his courage. The fans finally remembered that on this pitch, Barcelona had been defeated by Real Madrid, defeated by Wang Feng, time and time again.
He was the conqueror of the Camp Nou, the only god of the Camp Nou!
"Wang Feng shows his jersey to all Barcelona fans, as if to say, you can never defeat me, you can't cross this jersey!"
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