I Am Scouted by Real Madrid

Chapter 829: Chapter 68: Chen Mei Showdown!

In the second half, Barcelona’s offensive became even more intense.

They gained a corner kick opportunity, and Barcelona’s players weren’t going to miss this chance.

Messi ignored Pepe’s provocations and prepared for the corner kick.

”Barcelona’s corner kick!”

”Xavi.”

”Passes to Iniesta!”

”Beautiful!”

Barcelona definitely chose a tactical corner; Xavi quickly took it, Iniesta responded. After receiving the ball at the edge of the penalty area, faced with Alonso’s defense, he suddenly changed direction.

This move completely threw off Alonso.

It even caused a gasp of surprise from the fans; they all saw this Spanish midfield master use his signature ”croqueta” move to get past Alonso’s defense.

”The ball goes to Iniesta!”

”A beautiful croqueta!”

”Keep going!”

”Cross!”

Barcelona doesn’t have a height advantage against Real Madrid; naturally, their cross wouldn’t be a high ball. Iniesta delivered a low cross to try his luck for the team.

In fact, he really did get the ball to his teammate Villa’s feet.

”Iniesta’s cross!”

”It skims across the grass!”

”Extremely precise!”

”To Villa!”

”Ramos attempts to block!”

”Beautiful!”

Villa’s positioning was excellent; he appeared near the front of the small penalty area, faced with Ramos’ block, and managed to poke the ball just before Ramos could block it!

Real Madrid’s goalkeeper Casillas instinctively stretched out his right leg.

The ball’s path was altered by Casillas’ block, flying out of the baseline!

Barcelona fans in the stands let out groans; this wasn’t the first time Casillas had crushed Barcelona’s attack. In this match, Casillas was simply like a god!

On the sidelines, Mourinho waved his fists, cheering for Casillas’ performance, while Guardiola held his head, looking rather upset.

”Saint Casillas saves the team again!”

”This is already Casillas’ 4th crucial save of the match!”

”The goal he’s guarding will be Barcelona’s wall of lamentation!”

After gaining control of the ball, Casillas didn’t hesitate, quickly running out of the penalty area with the ball and launching a quick counterattack with a throw.

Alonso gets the ball and makes a lob pass, finding Chen Zhong in the forward field. Under Busquets’ pressure, Chen Zhong completes a beautiful chest trap.

Then, under the fans’ watchful eyes, he turns and shakes off Busquets’ pressure.

Chen Zhong’s running speed isn’t very fast, but his body is incredibly strong. In front of thousands of fans, he performed like a rampaging tank.

Pique originally intended to intercept Chen Zhong, but during their tussle for the ball, he was knocked off balance by Chen Zhong, and by the time Pique regained his footing, Chen Zhong had already charged into the penalty area!

”What kind of physique is this?!”

”Chen Zhong! Charging alone towards the box!”

”No one can stop him!”

Pique tried to catch up to Chen Zhong, attempting to slow down his advance.

But there was absolutely nothing he could do.

He could only hope for his teammates to help!

Barcelona’s players attempted to intercept Chen Zhong from both sides, but Chen Zhong calculated his speed and suddenly changed direction to pass horizontally, where Cristiano Ronaldo was advancing!

Barcelona fans in the stands gasped in shock, while Real Madrid fans eagerly looked towards the Portuguese player, hoping he could score that crucial goal to end the match!

Following up, Cristiano Ronaldo made no unnecessary adjustments and struck the ball with fury!

”Bang!”

The ball thundered towards the goal like a cannonball.

Unfortunately, it didn’t hit within the frame but smashed into the crossbar and rebounded out!

Valdes, who hadn’t reacted at all, broke into a cold sweat, and when he saw the ball rebound out, he breathed a sigh of relief!

”What a pity!”

”If that ball had gone in!”

”Real Madrid could have completely killed the game!”

”It’s just a shame C. Ronaldo’s accuracy was a tad off!”

Real Madrid fans in the stands let out disappointed noises; some even looked towards Chen Zhong, thinking if it were him, he surely would have scored.

Barcelona fans patted their chests, realizing they had scared themselves, and then immediately began cheering for their team again!

Mourinho shouted loudly on the sidelines, hoping the team would focus, while Guardiola gestured wildly, trying to command his team to perform better!

”Barcelona’s attack!”

”They still crave victory!”

”Messi withdraws to midfield!”

”One-two!”

Messi withdrew back to midfield to receive the ball again, this time choosing to perform a one-two with Xavi. When Pepe came forward to press, Messi suddenly executed a brilliant backheel pass, and Xavi understood, threading a direct pass into the box!

The air at the Mestana Stadium seemed to freeze.

Messi received Xavi’s short pass near the center circle, with Pepe pouncing like a tiger.

In a flash of brilliance, Messi gently nudged the ball with his left foot, making it glide magically through Pepe’s legs!

”Messi! A perfect nutmeg!”

”He’s past Pepe!”

”Danger! Danger!”

Real Madrid’s defense line was ringing with alarm, Ramos hurriedly came to cover, but Messi had already anticipated his move.

He delicately flicked the ball with the tip of his foot, the ball arched in a perfect trajectory, over the entire Real Madrid defense line!