After the start of the final, the Spanish team took the lead and kept pressing the Dutch half to attack, which overwhelmed the Dutch team.

This made the Dutch supporters extremely depressed.

After withstanding Spain's attack, the Dutch team finally launched an attack under the launch of the midfield engine Sneijder, and it was their best long-pass counter-attack.

This allowed Dutch supporters to finally catch their breath and at the same time worry Spain supporters.

On the field, Chen Fan overtook Ramos next to him in three big steps and hurried towards the landing point of the football!

"Oh! No! ……”

The Spanish fans screamed in pain, their eyes full of fear!

"Quick! Fast! Fast! ……”

Dutch fans shouted excitedly.

The air in the Soccer City stadium became extremely tense, Chen Fan jumped high, stretched out his right foot, and unloaded the football with the instep of his foot!

"Good shot!"

Adar the Dutch national TV commentator shouted excitedly: "Chen's next step is to drive straight in!" ”

Bill, the commentator of Sky Sports, shouted, "Chen is here! ……”

Scoring 10 goals in five games, Chen Fan has become the brightest star of the World Cup in South Africa and a nightmare for the backline of all teams.

Now he controls the football at his feet, like a master of swordsmanship, with a sword in his hand, he wants to kill all sides!

Ramos didn't give up, and the Real Madrid superstar used the time when Chen Fan stopped the ball to shorten the distance between the two, as if he could touch the football at Chen Fan's feet as long as he stretched his foot.

But he didn't blindly kick out, can he beat Barcelona to the fierce man who is lying down, is it so easy to snatch the football from under his feet?

"The Flash!"

"The Flash!"

"The Flash!"

A huge shout sounded at the Football City stadium, Chen Fan's morale was high, and he started to accelerate towards the Spanish penalty area again with the shout!

An orange lightning bolt appeared in the Spanish half, and Chen Fan was about to set off a huge wave like a tornado!

Bosco, the old Spanish coach who was sitting on the bench, frowned, and his clenched right fist was trembling slightly......

There was a deathly silence beside him......

Not far away, Dutch coach Van Marwijk's face turned red, his heart beat faster, and his eyes rose with expectation......

On the field, Ramos, who was running wildly, took a look at the defense in the middle, bit his white teeth fiercely, and a decisive look appeared in his eyes.

The next moment, the center of gravity of the Real Madrid superstar dropped, and his right foot flew towards the figure in front of him!

"Oh! No! ……”

I don't know if it was the Spanish fans or the Dutch fans, they screamed in pain and horror.

If Ramos shovels on Chen Fan's foot, what awaits him will definitely be a red card!

But Chen Fan may also bid farewell to the finals because of this......

The air at the Soccer City stadium suddenly froze, and people's minds stopped thinking.

"Jump!"

A voice suddenly appeared in Chen Fan's mind, it was the elf reminding Chen Fan to avoid Ramos's flying shovel.

Chen Fan did not hesitate, quickly poked the tip of his right foot on the football, and then jumped up!

In his field of vision, a right foot against the sole of his right foot flashed fiercely.

Cold sweat oozed from Chen Fan's forehead.

"Whew! ……”

A dull sound rang out at the Soccer City stadium, and supporters of both teams breathed a sigh of relief that the scene they least wanted to see did not happen.

Ramos, who was lying on the turf and sliding rapidly, his eyes slightly closed to avoid the grass clippings he picked up, his emotions were extremely complicated, surprise, shock, regret......

He was pleasantly surprised that he would not get a red card because of this, and was shocked by Chen Fan's amazing reaction speed, but regretted that he could not stop the Dutch attack.

When Chen Fan fell to the ground, Pique immediately made a new decision and ran quickly towards the football, he wanted to disintegrate the Dutch attack!

"Break the siege!"

Puyol behind him yelled at him.

The voice pierced Pique's heart like a thorn, Puyol, how much do you believe in my ability, can't I just tackle the football and deal with it?

If football is a pearl, Chen Fan and Pique are two dragons.

Two dragons play with pearls!

The two ran towards the football, and even Pique yelled as he ran: "Come on! Here you go! ……”

This is a provocation!

Chen Fan silently ran towards the football quickly, and the best way to face the provocation was to grab the football at his feet.

As the distance between the two men and the football became smaller, Pique suddenly realized how correct Puyol's reminder was the last moment, and he was no longer sure that he was in control of the football at his feet.

Kicking the football off the sideline like this, that's shameless.

In an instant, Pique made a decision, took a step forward with his left foot, forcibly twisted his body, and headed towards the football with his right foot!

"Oh! No! ……”

Puyol screamed and immediately responded.

"Smack! ……”

Pique's right foot kicked the football fiercely, and the football blasted towards Chen Fan who jumped up like a cannonball!

Pique, who lost his center of gravity, had happiness in his eyes, and he wanted to vent his frustration in the Champions League semi-final.

Chen Fan, who rose into the air, looked at the rapidly coming football, his eyes were slightly closed, and his hands were protecting the important parts of his body.

"Poof! ……”

The next moment, the football smashed into Chen Fan's abdomen, and then flew towards the bottom line!

Peake, who fell to the turf, showed his white teeth and a sunny face, boy, you have a time when you are deflated......

However, the smile of the Barcelona defensive stalwart became strange, because he found that Chen Fan did not stay where he was after landing, but hurried away.

Damn, what is he going to do?

Pique, who had picked up countless grass clippings, forcibly twisted his neck and turned his head to look at Chen Fan.

The ball did not fly directly off the baseline, but landed five meters away from the baseline, and then slowed down and slowly headed towards the baseline.

Behind it was Chen Fan, who was rushing like lightning!

No!

He definitely can't catch up!

"Run faster!"

Pique did not forget to continue the provocation.

Puyol started at high speed as Chen Fan raced towards the football, and he had to go to make up for it, and as an extremely experienced veteran, he knew that as long as the football didn't fly off the pitch, anything was possible.

"Quick! Fast! Fast! ”

Emmel's eyes moistened and she whispered.

"Quick! Fast! Fast! ”

Countless Dutch fans are yelling that they can't let Pique's calculations succeed......

Instead of taking a simple direct clearance, Pique forcibly twisted his body and kicked the football towards Chen Fan, the purpose of which was not to give even a throw-in to the Dutch team.

Pique's plan was executed very well, the football hit Chen Fan and flew towards the bottom line, maybe he would not chase after another player, because there was little hope of catching up with football.

But Chen Fan did not give up.

Chen Fan, who was running wildly, was almost on the bottom line, controlling the football under his feet!

Pique's face was hot, as if he had been slapped hard......

"Good shot!"

There was hysterical yelling from the fans.

Chen Fan gasped and looked at Puyol, who was in place, and then buckled his left foot hard and raised his right leg.

Puyol roared and stretched out his left leg, he was going to block!

The next moment, the football flew out from the inside of Chen Fan's right foot, flashed under Puyol's left foot against the turf, and flew towards the middle!

The air in the football stadium has become extremely tense!