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Chapter 1187 Chapter 1180: The magical equalizer!

Stoppage time was coming to an end and Real Madrid were one goal behind, but God gave them a chance and gave them a direct free kick at the last moment.

For Real Madrid, this is the last chance. If they seize this opportunity, they will be able to draw with their rivals at home with difficulty.

If they can't grasp it, they can only reap a defeat, which will allow Barcelona to overtake the points. This is the last result they want to see.

The air at the Bernabeu became tense, with hope and nervousness in the eyes of the Real Madrid fans.

As for the Barcelona fans, there is only nervousness in their eyes.

They looked at Chen Fan who stood up from the turf, and prayed in their hearts: God, you must not let this guy kick the ball into the goal...

On the field, Barcelona's midfielders lined up the wall nervously under the command of Valdés. Chen Fan and Ronaldo stood behind the football to discuss...

The broadcast booth was also full of tension. The Catalan TV commentator said nervously: "The game is over soon. As long as Barcelona can prevent Real Madrid's free kick, they can take away a victory from the Bernabéu, thus ending the shameful seven-game losing streak!"

"Come on! Barcelona! Victory belongs to you in the end! Plant the flag of victory over the Bernabéu!"

The Madrid TV commentator seemed to be looking for a reason for himself to score: "Chen's free kick is the best in world football today! He has used free kicks to open the opponent's goal many times in previous games, and he once staged a magical free kick hat-trick!"

"In the game against Barcelona, ​​Chen scored a total of 23 goals, including seven goals from free kicks!"

"So, we have to have full confidence in Chen!"

The British Sky Sports commentator said loudly: "At the end of the Great War of the Century, God gave Chen a chance to play the hero. Can he grasp it?"

The commentator of the French TV station 30 said: "The ball is about [-] meters away from the goal, and it has already entered Chen's range!"

On the field, after the Barcelona wall was lined up, the referee blew his whistle. Chen Fan let out a long breath with his weight backwards, then moved his weight forward, and slowly ran towards the football!

The air in the Bernabeu became more and more tense, and the dry air seemed to be ignited by a single spark...

Various voices sounded from the broadcast booth:
"Chen slowly ran towards the football..."

"The time to decide the final result of this game is coming!"

"People all over the world are staring at Chen, can he bear such pressure?"

"Can Real Madrid magically equalize at the last moment?"

In the stands, the fans on both sides were so nervous that they forgot to breathe. They put all their energy on Chen Fan, and some timid fans closed their eyes and prayed in their hearts...

"Snapped!……"

Chen Fan ran faster and faster, and finally kicked the inside of his right foot on the lower right side of the football. The football flew up from the turf like a missile, and flew towards the upper right side of the human wall!
The human wall suddenly rose!

The football flew over the head of Butzkes standing on the far right side of the human wall!
The air in the Bernabeu is frozen, can the ball be scored?

Standing on the goal line, Valdez roared in his heart, and then kicked off the outside of his left foot, like a tiger, he swooped towards his upper left!

The Bernabéu was silent, and almost everyone lost the ability to think about problems, and their eyes were fixed on the football that dropped rapidly in the air and flew towards the upper right corner of the goal.

Valdez's left hand stretched to the extreme is getting closer and closer to the football...

"Whoosh!..."

Valdes heard a heartbreaking voice, the football flew from his fingertips!

The next moment, the football flew into the goal from the upper right corner of the goal!

Bernard's crow was silent, and a question immediately popped up in the minds of the fans on both sides: the goal was scored?
"Tick!..."

The whistle of the referee's effective goal broke the silence of the Bernabéu. This sound was like pouring a ladle of water into a frying pan, or like a dead volcano suddenly erupting magma...

The Bernabéu was boiling and crazy, Real Madrid fans screamed and howled hysterically...

Accompanied by these voices are their excited tears.

The Barcelona fans covered their mouths, and there were also tears in their eyes, but these were tears of regret.

The broadcasting booth burst instantly, and countless voices rang out:

"Chen! Chen! Chen! The ball goes in! Goes in! Goes in! Goes in!..."

"What is a hero? This is a hero! What is Mr. Key? This is Mr. Key? What is a big heart? This is a big heart!..."

"Chen is a superstar born for the big scene!"

"Although we all know that Chen's free kick level has reached the highest level on the planet, no one knows whether he can perform at his level under such great pressure, but he did it!"

"A magical scene appeared! Chen scored this free kick and helped Real Madrid equalize the score in the countdown period. The score between the two sides became [-] to [-]!"

"At the moment, there is only one star at the Bernabeu, and that is Chen!"

"This is Chen No.20 who has scored four goals against Barcelona. He is the player who has scored the most goals against Barcelona in history!"

On the court, Chen Fan spread his arms and raised his head to the sky with a long cry.

This game was too difficult. Ramos was sent off just 15 minutes into the game. Real Madrid had one less player to fight in as long as 75 minutes. The pressure can be imagined.

But they magically equalized the score at the last moment, avoided the fate of losing at home, and kept the top position in the standings!

Ronaldo and the others howled and rushed over, holding Chen Fan tightly in their arms...

Valdez, lying on the goal line, buried his head on the turf, feeling extremely depressed, damn it, I just missed it, I just missed the football...

Messi in the crowd bit his lip, looked down at his toes, and Harvey stared at the night sky helplessly...

The crowd of journalists on the sidelines was completely boiling, and a British reporter blurted out: "Chen deserves to be the 'Barcelona Nemesis'! Barcelona can't take away a victory even with one more player fighting. What will Barcelona do next time to beat Real Madrid?"

The reporters in Madrid nodded repeatedly, while the reporters in Catalonia looked gloomy.

In the command area, Ancelotti let out a long breath, raised his fist and swung hard.

Real Madrid won the first Triple Crown in the history of the club last season, which was brilliant. Under such circumstances, no matter who takes over the coach of Real Madrid, they will be under tremendous pressure.

Although he won the Spanish Super Cup, European Super Cup and Club World Cup after taking over Real Madrid, helping Real Madrid achieve six crowns, but if he fails to win in La Liga and the Champions League this season, the fans will still not recognize him.

The result of tonight's game will determine the direction of this season's La Liga championship. If Real Madrid loses, Barcelona can take the opportunity to overtake and regain the top position. Real Madrid will be in a passive position in the La Liga competition.

Ramos' red card put Real Madrid into a passive position early on, which kept him under extra pressure.

As the game time came to the last moment, Real Madrid was still the passive side, and there was no hope of equalizing the score at all. He was almost desperate and ready to bear the anger of the media and fans.

But Chen Fan stood up at the last moment and used a long-distance attack to help Real Madrid win a direct free kick in the frontcourt, giving Real Madrid a glimmer of hope.

In the end, Chen Fan turned this glimmer of hope into reality, helping Real Madrid equalize the score, and all the pressure on Ancelotti was relieved.

The media and fans should not blame him for being able to equalize the score at the last moment when there is one less man fighting and the score is behind...

The bench behind the Italian was already jubilant, and the substitute players rushed out.

On the other side, Enrique wiped his face. No one can know the helplessness and pain in his heart at the moment...

(End of this chapter)