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Chapter 742 Yes! We Can!

After Di Maria scored the goal, he didn't celebrate at all. Instead, he pulled the opponent's goal to pick up the ball, then greeted everyone, and returned quickly.

Di Maria's face was extremely serious.

One goal won't solve the problem, they need to score another one.

On PP Sports, Zhan Jun is going crazy.

"This is the game! Draw, win, fall behind, draw again! It's just crazy, the resilience of Paris Saint-Germain is terrible."

"Regardless of which side the final victory belongs to, the excitement of this game is definitely the most exciting in this year's Champions League."

"Independently suppressing Barcelona midfielder Yi Le!"

"One-on-one against Messi in Paris' defense!"

"A crucial goal for the Argentine Angels!"

"All this is stimulating our nerves. Counting injury time, there are at most 4 minutes left in the game. This will be the key. Can Paris complete the reversal within these 4 minutes? Can Barcelona defend Paris' attack? This game is simply!"

French Georges' already nervous voice was trembling.

"This is a touching 45 minutes. In this game, there will always be a team that fans love to leave, and the game itself will become a precious treasure in our memory!"

"We know that this game is not good for us. We have physical problems. One of our core members has withdrawn from this season's game due to injury. After a season of fierce battles and all kinds of bad things, we have been through thousands of holes, but none of these can stop us from moving forward!"

"Yes, the lads did a great job. They persisted until the end when no one was optimistic about them and everyone thought the victory belonged to Barcelona!"

"A goal!" George took a deep breath, restrained his restless heart, and said in a deep voice: "One step to heaven, one step to hell!"

"God! We only need one goal!"

"The lads are tired and they are attacking like hell."

"In this game, no one chose to back down, they challenged the difficult situation!"

"This Paris makes me proud, this is the Paris of my dreams, the team that is tough, brave and never gives up!"

"Guys, please cheer as loudly as possible, stomp your feet, make as much noise as you can, and let our players know that we are with them!"

"This is a battle for the Parisians. Even if we can't play the game, we must use our best to encourage them in the stands!"

Accompanied by the old Monet's words, one by one Paris fans got up from their seats, and they began to raise their arms high and applaud slowly.

Boom! !

Boom! !

Boom! !

Go on, PSG! !

Loud singing came from the East Stand. At this moment, the Paris fans held hands, and they sang their honor loudly.

There are hysterical faces under the camera, they shout, they applaud, and they try their best to convey their beliefs to the players.

A toddler made his hands into the shape of a trumpet, his pink face flushed from shouting.

An old man in a wheelchair was beating on the isolation fence desperately with his withered palms.

In the coach's bench, Boas took the lead kneeling on the lawn, and they prayed with the most devout attitude.

In the VIP box, the chairman of Paris and the director also raised their arms high and clapped along with the rhythm.

Noise, singing, and shouting were intertwined, and the entire Parc des Princes stadium was boiling.

In the final stage of the game, Paris was united.

Seeing this, old Monet had tears in his eyes, and he said slowly in a trembling voice; "I'm very happy, you make me proud!"

Afterwards, the old man wiped away his tears, got up and picked up the microphone, took a deep breath, and roared suddenly.

His voice was a little hoarse, but full of shuddering conviction!

"Yes! We can!"

What followed was a mountain roar and a tsunami-like movement.

Yes! We can! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ——

Don't give up, don't abandon!

With only one goal difference, they will complete a comeback in 4 minutes!

The huge momentum swept the entire stadium, which made the Barcelona players feel tremendous pressure.

On the other hand, the Paris players all looked excited.

In this support, they feel excited.

A goal!

Just one goal away, like the fans said.

Yes, they can!

The game restarted. After Barcelona kicked the ball, they all started to move backwards. They had to hold on to the last hope.

Now the total score is 4-4. With two away goals from their side, it is Barcelona who have advanced to the semi-finals of the Champions League.

Therefore, they have to defend the ball.

For Paris Saint-Germain, they need to attack, they need to score goals, and they want to enter the semi-finals!

Barcelona wanted to reverse the ball and delay time, but Paris Saint-Germain didn't give them a chance at all. Barcelona lost the ball in the frantic press in the frontcourt.

The ball was passed to Yi Le, and Yi Le passed it to the left wing. Di Maria made a crazy breakthrough, but still couldn't get into the penalty area.

The game entered the stoppage time period.

The last 3 minutes.

Yi Le reorganized the attack. He felt that his feet were as heavy as lead, but he gritted his teeth and persisted.

Yi Le was taken care of, but he endured the pressure and stood up immediately even if he was knocked down.

At this point, they race against time, and their time is running out.

The last 2 minutes.

Mbappe tried to hit the goal, and Ter Stegen punched the ball out with both fists.

The ball fell to the ground and was confiscated by Yi Le again.

Paris goalkeeper Keylor Navas also came out, everyone plunged into the Barcelona half, and 22 people played the final game.

Both sides' physical energy was exhausted, and Yi Le kept using passes to pull Barcelona's defense.

But the effect is not good, these guys don't give a little space at all.

The last 1 minutes.

Yi Le gritted his teeth and made a decision, and he went straight ahead to kill.

Yi Le's sudden start made Barcelona a little panicked. Busquets and Rakitic wanted to block Yi Le. They wanted to close the door to defend, but Yi Le suddenly accelerated and squeezed between the two of them abruptly.

Yi Le staggered, but he saw that he was still some distance away from the restricted area, so he didn't choose to fall, and continued

Yi Le was on the attack, menacing, which immediately made Barcelona's defense a little palpitating.

At the last moment, there can be no problems.

Seeing that Yi Le was about to come in, Pique made a quick decision and attacked decisively. Even if he made a foul, he couldn't let Yi Le in.

Pique's fierce sliding shovel hit, and Yi Le knocked the ball sideways at the first time.

I took a protective forward leaning action, and the ball came to Mbappe's feet.

But Mbappe was also gritted his teeth and rushed forward. He looked at the penalty area, his eyes were almost red.

Must score!

Must score!

Even if you fall, you have to be in the restricted area!

Seeing the speed at which Mbappe soared, everyone in Barcelona was horrified. At this moment, Lenglet rushed over and shoveled Mbappe again, directly overturning Mbappe.

This is a malicious foul, the purpose is to stop Mbappé.

Mbappe fell to the ground, he looked at the penalty area line in front of him, and hit the ground angrily.

The Paris Saint-Germain players also surrounded the past immediately, and the Barcelona players also surrounded Langley for protection.

During this time period, the two teams are very sensitive and conflicts can easily break out.

Fortunately, the chief referee warned repeatedly, and finally the contradiction died down.

Paris get a good free kick near the penalty area line.

Mbappe was a bit depressed, he felt that he had failed to complete the task.

At this time, a gentle palm was placed on his shoulder.

Mbappe turned his head and saw Yi Le smiled at him and said, "Good job, Kylian!"

Mbappe is still frustrated: "But it's not a penalty!"

Yi Le smiled again, patted Mbappe on the head, and said, "Trust me, I will score!"

After speaking, Yi Le walked firmly to the penalty spot.

Mbappe stared blankly at Yi Le's back.

He opened his mouth, feeling a little strange in his heart.

Core and belief, Yi Le is a special existence in the Paris team. He is admired and praised by countless people, but he also needs to bear tremendous pressure.

Just like now, the right to free throws at critical moments.

Whether Paris can enter the Champions League semi-finals depends entirely on Yi Le's free kick.

Mbappe couldn't imagine how Yi Le laughed under such pressure.

At the same time, he also felt a little frustrated.

He is determined to be an independent star, but at this moment, he chooses to rely on Yi Le.

Although I feel very unpromising, I still want to believe him!

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