I Am Scouted by Real Madrid

Chapter 862: Chapter 82: Last! Last! Last! (Part 2)

If Alvaro had just scored, then it would’ve been terrible!

Alvaro was also regretful, he looked at Chen Zhong, eyes full of apology, while Cristiano Ronaldo was red-faced, staring at Alvaro, loudly saying: ”I was right here, here!”

Clearly, the Portuguese was in a good position just now!

But Alvaro didn’t pass the ball.

”Alvaro!”

”The expression was spot on!”

”But the ball didn’t get kicked!”

In the following time, the confrontation between the two teams was everywhere, and Barcelona players also started to retaliate using various means.

In the 69th minute, Barcelona’s attack, Alonso made a textbook tactical foul on Messi on the right side while defending, and the referee showed a yellow card without hesitation.

He was trying to control the game’s rhythm.

Real Madrid wasn’t concerned about this, after all, this foul at a 30-meter distance from the goal seemed commonplace but was actually a crucial part of Mourinho’s pre-match plan, using the midfielders’ fouls to sever Messi’s link with the center.

The broadcast camera swept across the coaching bench, Guardiola was angrily gesturing ”cumulative fouls” to the fourth official.

But the fourth official remained unmoved, while in the hotel, Mourinho couldn’t help but laugh when he saw the furious Guardiola on screen.

In the 73rd minute, Barcelona launched an attack, Busquets seemed to want to learn from Chen Zhong and suddenly advanced to the right, but unfortunately, he didn’t have Chen Zhong’s long-shot ability, and could only deliver a precise cross.

At this time, Real Madrid’s defense appeared with a fatal unmarked player.

However, fortunately, the ball was high, and Messi wasn’t tall enough.

Messi could only use a less skilled header to shoot near the small penalty area line, and the ball awkwardly veered off near the corner. A collective sigh erupted from the stands at Camp Nou.

After this goal, which should have sealed the victory, unexpectedly missed, Barcelona immediately made adjustments: Keita replaced Villa to strengthen the midfield with a three-defensive midfielder lineup by Guardiola.

Seeing his header miss, Messi sneakily glanced at Chen Zhong, whose header he still remembered vividly.

In the ensuing time, the confrontation between Real Madrid and Barcelona intensified further.

And just now, Marcelo’s flying tackle on Messi triggered a large-scale conflict among players from both sides, with the referee showing a yellow card without hesitation, bringing Real Madrid’s yellow card count in this season’s derby to 18.

The broadcast cameras caught Cristiano Ronaldo lip-syncing a complaint to the referee about Messi’s diving: ”He always does this!”.

In the 82nd minute, seemingly influenced by Marcelo’s tackle just now, Barcelona’s Pedro’s retaliatory fly tackle on Granero once again sent the scene into chaos, and the referee had to show three consecutive yellow cards to regain control.

The two teams now resembled a powder keg, seemingly ready to explode at any moment!

In the 85th minute, Real Madrid seized a counterattack opportunity, but the team’s center forward Adebayor made a pointless foul by deliberately knocking down Puyol, earning a yellow card and completely ruining Real Madrid’s counterattack.

Mourinho was swearing in the hotel, thinking Adebayor was a guy with problems in his intelligence!

In this situation, he actually fouled???

Time quietly passed, the players from both teams started to show signs of exhaustion, and after Chen Zhong took the ball, he attempted another heavy shot to break Barcelona’s goal.

But this time, Barcelona’s response in front of the goal was very timely, Puyol blocked the ball!

”Real Madrid’s corner kick!”

”Injury time is about to end!”

”Looks like it’s going into extra time!”

The fans on the stands also accepted this fact, as they could clearly see that the players from both teams were struggling to run.

Alonso stood by the corner flagpole, raised his right arm, having cramped once during the match, and barely managed to kick the corner kick with his cramped right leg.

The ball streaked across the night sky, tracing an arc.

In the penalty area, Cristiano Ronaldo ran towards the ball, while Busquets blocked before Chen Zhong, everyone was striving to accomplish what they needed to do.

Should this be the end?

Everyone was thinking this, then waiting for the final whistle to sound.

Just when the whole world held its breath waiting for the final whistle, a white figure forced Busquets aside, darting out like lightning.

Chen Zhong!

It’s Real Madrid’s captain Chen Zhong!

Everyone realized this, they saw Chen Zhong leap high with the captain’s armband hanging on his arm.

Is Camp Nou high on restrictions tonight?

Clearly, no one could answer this question, Chen Zhong, at the highest point among all players on the field, completed a powerful header shot.

”Bang!”

The ball swiftly headed towards the goal.

”Header!”

”Chen Zhong!!!!”

”Header shot!!!!”

The announcer’s voice cracked at the moment, as the ball spun into the top right corner.

The entire stadium fell into an eerie silence, until the referee pointing to the center circle ignited Galaxy Battleship’s frenzy.

Chen Zhong was engulfed by the teammates rushing in, becoming a bubble in the white waves, struggling to pop his head out, seeing Guardiola on the sidelines with empty eyes watching all this, clearly not expecting the team to be killed at the last moment!

1:2

Total score 2:3

No extra time, no penalty shootout, all his calculations, all his thoughts, were completely empty at this moment.