Chapter 1069 - 256: Champions League, Can’t Say Goodbye_3

Direct shot at the goal!

But... Talista is in the way!

Teammates have form, they’re not transparent.

It’s like shooting games with friendly fire enabled, you can’t shoot through your teammates.

But Lu Yang did just that.

At that moment, the high-definition cameras at the stadium captured the scene clearly, recording the football flying over the crouched Talista’s head.

Almost grazing Talista’s hair tips.

Not long after the ball flew by, a storm overturned Talista’s fluffy hair, even revealing the roots of his hairpieces.

Poor Talista, like many readers, only twenty-six or seven, but already starting to bald.

Touch touch!

No doubt, if Talista was even a bit slower, he would have been hit on the head by that football.

Well done!

Since Lu Yang couldn’t penetrate the Purple Lily players, he turned on his own teammates.

Truly a dog to the house!

Such a person deserves to be a team leader?

In an instant, Talista felt countless grievances.

After the match, regardless of victory or defeat, he must rise to kill the Land Dog, to smash his head!

Swish!

The football unhesitatingly crashed into the goal.

The Purple Lily goalkeeper was seeing Talista’s back for a moment.

And the next moment, he saw a football, who could react to that?

It’s practically like a free kick, extremely difficult to save.

What’s more... it was a blast shot, the ball speed much faster than a free kick.

Frankie Stadium was silenced again.

The fans looked at the football inside the goal, utterly puzzled.

This... this... is this human?

No matter how they recollect, they only remember two images.

The first image was the football at Lu Yang’s feet.

The second image was the football in the net.

This ball speed...

"Another goal! Another response ball! Lu Yang and Carrel are going at it!"

"Another super long shot! Shooting distance was about twenty-eight meters!"

"Ball speed... wow! The ball speed is off the charts, reaching as high as a hundred and forty-nine kilometers per hour!"

"This is absolutely a legendary match! Carrel broke his ball speed record, but Lu Yang immediately broke Carrel’s record, and six minutes ago, Carrel broke Lu Yang’s record again."

"Now, Lu Yang broke Carrel’s record once more!"

"I shouldn’t be here, I should be under a car! Can I actually watch such a match? It’s like a war between deities!"

"I must say, Talista and Lu Yang’s coordination is truly flawless! It’s hard to believe this is just their first season working together."

"That shot, grazing Talista’s scalp as it flew by, with a less friendly teammate, they might have fallen out right then."

"But Lu Yang and Talista didn’t, they are passionately celebrating."

In the footage, Talista laughed and said to Lu Yang: "You’re really not human, HMP!"

Lu Yang didn’t take it to heart at all, laughed, and said: "Your wig fell off."

Talista immediately panicked.

F*ck!

Then the whole San Remo team burst out laughing.

They won!

The aggregate score was five to five over two legs.

But San Remo had four away goals.

While Florence had three.

So... unless Florence scored another goal in the next three minutes.

If not, San Remo would create a spectacular Champions League comeback tragedy.

The Purple Lily bullied them for an entire season, beating them three times.

But... they only needed to win this one last time to feel proud!

Because it was them who personally kicked Purple Lily out of the Champions League.

No league stands before the Champions League.

No matter how invincible Manchester City is in the league, after being defeated by Chelsea in the Champions League, Chelsea is the real winner.

Now the Purple Lily...

"Focus on the match, it’s not over yet." Lu Yang knew what everyone thought, but the more it was like this, the more cautious they should be.

He had scored too many last-minute winners.

He didn’t want San Remo to say goodbye to the Champions League in the most tragic way.

After the kick-off, most San Remo players retreated, while the front three plus Gamorich started pressing Florence’s defense, preparing for both options.

But the Purple Lily’s center-backs were calm enough, passing the football from under Talista’s feet to Versachi.

Fernandez made a slide tackle, attempting to stop Versachi.

But Versachi moved first and handed the football over to the midfield, to Carrel.

Then Versachi fell, Fernandez committed a foul.

Fernandez furiously gestured toward the main referee.

But the main referee kept silent, making a gesture of advantage in attack.

Carrel practically took the ball solo.

Kaint rushed forward immediately.

Who is Carrel?

A simple search would bring up entries.

King of Long Shots!

King of Purple Lilies!

One of the strongest shooters!

Top five in shooting skills!

A bug near the penalty box line!

But dribbling, footwork tricks, speed, never his strengths.

Therefore...

Kaint resolutely made a defensive feint, then prepared for a forced tackle, he had the ability.

But...

Carrel seemed to eat up Kaint’s defensive feint, moving in the opposite direction of Kaint’s path, but Kaint was already waiting there.

But the next second, Carrel made a second body shake.

Kaint was suddenly baffled.

Is this... a feint in dribbling during attack?

This...

Carrel can do this trick too?

This move looked somewhat like a European step in basketball.

Kaint wasn’t adequately prepared, momentarily stalled.