"Hey, it's not right. Wittke's position seems to be a little higher. It's a little difficult for him to shoot. Will he take a few steps back and shoot? Or pass the ball out? If he takes a few steps back, it may give Jonas time to intercept. What will he do? This excellent player who broke out after the winter break." Elles was also full of questions. The method of handling this ball needs to be timely and opportunities are fleeting.

Before, because Wittke rushed forward, although the football flew towards his position, he ran to the front of the football landing point. If he went back to get the ball, he would definitely miss the best scoring opportunity, because Jonas had already run over and time was tight.

Soon, the excellent Nuremberg striker made a decision immediately. He kicked the ground, took off, and made a barb shot.

Although Wittke is 187 cm tall, his series of movements were completed very consistently, with his right foot hitting the football hard.

"Get in! Let me use this ball to clean up all the previous failures. You must go in!" With this obsession, Wittke used all his strength.

The football immediately crashed directly into the Karlsruhe gate like a shell. Jonas could only watch the football flew away from him, but he couldn't have time to block it. In just 3 seconds, Nuremberg made two attacks, and it was very efficient.

At this time, Wu Feng had just used all his strength to block Mintar's first shot with super high quality, and he had lost his center of gravity and was squatting on the ground at this moment.

At present, the goal is not on defense at all, and what is even more difficult is that Wittke's inverted gold hook shot is still in the opposite direction of the goal.

Facing this kick that jumped toward the top left corner of the goal with an extremely fast speed, the defense is very difficult and there is almost no possibility of saving it.

Are you going to score a goal?

Are you finally going to score a goal?

Hans Mayer stood on the sidelines, feeling overjoyed, his fists clenched, and his expression became very nervous.

Wittke's inverted gold hook shot attracted the eyes of everyone in the Berlin Olympic Stadium.

The football drew a wonderful arc in the air, pulling everyone's eyes.

Is this the critical moment to determine the outcome of the game?

Is it necessary to decide the winner of the German Cup?

In everyone's anxious sight, the football headed straight to the upper left corner of Karlsruhe's goal.

In everyone's mind, it's just a matter of time and time to score a football goal net, and no one can stop it from entering.

However, just when everyone thought football was about to get into the net, just when everyone thought Nuremberg was going to break the deadlock first and gain the lead.

Miracle happened again!

A hand covers the sky, a tiger roars and a dragon roars!

Just as the football was about to cross the goal line, a big hand slapped at him like a fast tiger claw, with a shocking roar.

Although the football is close to the goal, it seems that you can get in in an instant, after this big hand slapped over it, it is a distance between the end of the world.

The football bounced back again, with a loud "bang", just like a prey under the mouth of a tiger, and flew backwards again helplessly and flew into the free throw area.

Didn't enter!

Yes, I didn't enter!

Wu Feng once again created a miracle. While Wittke was shooting in the inverted golden hook, Wu Feng supported the ground with one hand, and used all his strength at the same time, jumping up from the ground.

Seeing that Wittke had already started playing football, he immediately squatted and kicked his legs, as fast as a tiger prey and was about to fly over. However, the goal was 7.32 meters, and his jump was only more than 6 meters, which was not enough.

Looking at the football flying in front of him, it seemed too late. But this did not hurt him. He immediately bent down, then supported the ground with his left hand, flipped his feet, and used his left hand to make a big windmill alone, and flipped it with his left hand and flipped it to two meters away.

Then the center of gravity of the whole body paused, immediately jumped up, and a huge roar sounded in the air. This was Wu Feng's save with all his strength. Finally, when the football came to the goal line, he arrived in time, and slapped his left hand hard, and once again shot Witke's beautiful inverted gold hook shot.

Wu Feng forced his opponent's shot that was inevitable this time and hit him with one hand. This was a world-class save!

Once again, he turned the impossible into possible, and once again, he supported Karlsruhe's defense with his own strength. Wherever he was, that was the safest place.

But after this save, Wu Feng also fell heavily to the ground, and he had tried his best.

But soon his face became anxious again, and he didn't even have time to feel the pain after falling down, because the football flew back to the place where he flew back again, Mintar actually appeared.

Mintar reacted quickly. As soon as he saw Wu Feng slapped the football flying out, he quickly judged the landing point and rushed over immediately.

"Foof quickly! Pisot!" Wu Feng could only yell.

In an instant, Pisot, who was beside Mintar, reacted and immediately hugged Mintar who was about to head towards the football.

"Beep!" The referee's whistle immediately sounded, and the foul was made.

Pisott also quickly accepted the referee's red card penalty, which was their tactic. He returned to the bench like a hero and completed his mission.

At this time, "Wow" and thunderous applause resounded throughout the Berlin Olympic Stadium.

All the fans stood up and applauded Wu Feng's wonderful performance and tenacious spirit.

With one hand covering the sky, Wu Feng once again perfectly conquered all the fans. Two consecutive superb shots in three seconds were blocked by his magical save. At least one goal was scored on any goalkeeper these two times, but in front of Wu Feng, it's a pity that you can't go in yet!

Victor hammered with one hand, and the spirit of his eyes gradually faded away. He looked at Wu Feng in a daze, as if there were hundreds of thousands of grass and mud horses running by in his heart.

Hans Meyer held his head with his hands, and Wu Feng's successive saves made them feel helpless. What kind of shots do they need to hit the goal he guarded.

In terms of shooting quality, Wittke's inverted gold hook shot is very beautiful, with absolutely no bad speed and strength, and it is almost an empty goal.

Unfortunately, however, he met a goalkeeper who played like a god.

In front of Karlsruhe's goal, Wu Feng used his hands to weave a large and airtight net, which made the Nuremberg players feel very helpless and a deep sense of powerlessness surged in his heart.

"Wow, it's so amazing, it's like a science fiction movie! First, he cleverly blocked Mintar's unexpected shot with his feet, and then used magical Chinese Kung Fu. In less than two seconds, he flew to the other side of the goal and shot Wittke's inverted gold hook shot out! Oh my God, do you know? This series of actions combined only takes less than 5 seconds, but we saw two world-class saves. What kind of person is Wu, what kind of person is Wu?" Biase was crazy. He seemed to transform into a fan of Wu Feng in this second. He was already impressed by Wu Feng's save action. This is not something humans can do.
Chapter completed!