Vol 5 Chapter 131: Lore!

80 minutes in the second half.
It is hard to imagine that Paris has persisted for 80 minutes.
This is due to everyone's selfless running, even if one person is lazy, there will be problems in this game.
But they didn't become that short board. They ran as hard as they could, but their physical abilities reached their limits.
In 81 minutes, Bernat was exhausted, causing cramps.
Boas directly replaced Bernat and Tilo Krell.
Replaced by Wag and Kurzawa.
Wag's expression was very solemn. The difficulty of this game was beyond his expectations. He had never seen Yi Le so embarrassed.
Vargo wanted to sympathize with Yi Le, but was stopped by Thiago Silva.
"Don't bother him, rookie, do your job well, talk less, no one has the strength to chat with you now." Thiago Silva gasped and said; "Remember, be sure to stare at that South Korea People, we were able to help you support before, but in this game, you have to fight alone in your own territory."
Wag nodded fiercely, he saw this off the court, and Bernat also told him some tips for defending Sun Xingming.
At this moment, no one is hiding and handing over the experience to the players. After all, losing this game means that Paris is about to leave the Champions League stage.
They cannot afford to lose.
"Continue to defend!!"
Thiago Silva roared again, and the Paris players silently returned to their defensive positions. They were silent, but there was a belief that they would never give up.
‘Ten minutes left! ! ! ! ! ! ’
In the stands, Paris fans closed their eyes and shouted hysterically.
All they can do now is this.
For Paris fans, every minute is suffering. They looked at the shaky Paris defense line with worry.
Every wave of Tottenham's offense makes them feel very worried.
One goal can ruin everything, and Paris can't help but make the slightest mistake.
Yi Le is actively defensive, he can feel his teammates are exhausted again, but at the same time Tottenham's offensive rhythm has become a little reluctant.
The consumption is mutual, Paris needs defense, and Tottenham also needs offense.
The pressure of the offense also made them feel exhausted.
The biggest problem is the spiritual level.
Tottenham have attacked for more than 30 minutes, but they still failed to score.
This makes every Tottenham player feel impatient.
These changes can be clearly felt by Yi Le. The most intuitive performance is that Spurs' offense is getting more and more irritable and the rhythm is getting faster and faster, but the connection points are a little bit unable to keep up, and the strings may break at any time.
but not now....
Yi Le wiped the sweat dripping from his chin, and secretly said: Hold on for a while, hold on for a while and you will be able to fight back.
"Tottenham's offensive rhythm has become faster, and they have not scored in more than 30 minutes. This is not good news for them."
Huang Jianxiang nodded and said: "But what strikes me even more is the resilience of the Paris team. They are not a defensive team, but in this game, they played a textbook-level coordinated defensive tactic. A full 45 There is only one turnover in a minute. Other times, with tacit cooperation, everyone can hold their position and fill the gap quickly."
"Furthermore, with the constant dealings in Paris, now Tottenham's offense has become a bit stiff. This may be a foreshadowing."
French commentator George also said with emotion:
It’s hard to imagine that Paris has persisted for more than 30 minutes. They have done everything for this game. Yes, their games have been unexpected and not smooth this season, but even In this way, they still face every predicament tenaciously, and they truly never give up and never compromise!"
"This is Paris Saint-Germain now, even if they are at a disadvantage, they have never lost their desire for victory!"
George clenched his fist and waved, "Come on! PSG!"
On the other side, in the arena, as time goes by, Tottenham are getting more and more anxious.
After each offense, the eagerness of the Tottenham players has been engraved on their faces.
They were a little shocked by the tenacity of Paris.
One's offensive, replaced by other teams, should have collapsed long ago, but Paris has resisted it.
The seemingly shaky defense has been carried by every Paris player until now.
The time came to 87 minutes, and now it has become anxious for Tottenham. They know that if they do not score again, they will be eliminated.
So, be sure to score!
On the sidelines, Pochettino was also waving his arms and shouting loudly.
"Go forward! Press forward, don't stay behind, we want to score!"
This time, Spurs really aggressively attacked.
Paris is about to usher in the most dangerous offensive.
All the Paris players squatted down, cheered up and prepared for the shock.
The impact was more violent than expected. At the beginning, the four Tottenham players began to penetrate the Paris back line, and the Tottenham defenders were all pressed near the center circle.
In the continuous passing, the Paris defense finally collapsed and an angle for long-range shooting appeared.
Dele Ali directly bends his bow and shoots an arrow, near the penalty area line, with a kick!
"Danger!!!!--"
Old Monet screamed, his voice trembling.
In the stands, Paris fans also held their breath.
The ball smashed into the goal like a cannonball, and Delor Ali even smiled.
This ball is there!
But in the next second, Dele Ali's smile froze.
He saw a figure appeared behind defender Thiago Silva, it was goalkeeper Navas.
Dele Ali was shocked, shouldn't he be on the left?
Navas faced the heavy artillery, his hands stretched out slightly, his waist slightly arched, and he directly hugged the ball in his arms.
In fact, at the moment Dele Alli took a shot, Navas had a certain judgment and rushed directly to the right.
This is another element of gambling, but he was right.
Until now, Navas still has some lingering fears, but the result is good.
He breathed a sigh of relief and wanted to slap the ball to delay time.
But the next second, he changed his attention.
He saw Yi Le and turned around and started running wildly.
He seemed to be telling himself, pass the ball to me.
This figure is so familiar.
He also witnessed it during the Real Madrid period.
However, the back number on the jersey changed from number 7 to number 21.
Almost subconsciously, Navas kicked the ball.
Before the old Monet recovered from his previous defense, he saw Navas kicking the ball.
For the first time, his head was full of question marks.
Shouldn't we delay time at this time?
But when his gaze followed the ball and saw the figure running wild below, he understood.
Old Monet didn't have time to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead. He picked up Mike and shouted hysterically, "Paris!!! Counterattack!!!"
Yi Le is running wild!
He is fast!
He is desperately squeezing the last trace of physical energy, he wants to kill the suspense of this game!
He is going to the Champions League final!
All this is the driving force for him to move forward.
At halftime, for 45 minutes, they were all crushed and beaten, and now it was finally their turn to fight back.
There is only one chance to fight back.
But it must be successful.
Seeing this scene, the commentaries of various countries are also frying pans.
"Paris is going to fight back! This team is outrageous, shouldn't it be time to delay this time, but they chose to fight back, which is simply too rampant!" Duan Xuan could not help but exclaimed.
French commentator George also roared with instant excitement: "Paris's counterattack! The desperate counterattack at the end of the second half!!! Easy!!! GOGOGO!!!"
The English commentator Gavin said in horror: "Stop him! Stop him quickly and don't let him rush over!!"
Spanish commentator: "God, what's the matter with this team! They are committing crimes!! They have to fight back at this time!"
In the exclamation of many commentators, Yi Le's speed is getting faster and faster, and no one can catch him.
Many people have estimated Yi Le’s physical fitness, but they found that Yi Le can run better than expected.
At this point, Yi Le has already reached the opponent's half, Yiqi Juechen.
The ball hits the ground and bounces high.
In order not to slow down, Yi Le hammered the ball forward with his head and continued to sprint.
Finally, under the watchful eyes of everyone, Yi Le entered the restricted area.
The entire Prince Park stadium was quiet for an instant.
The eyes of Europe and the whole world are focused on Yi Le.
Can this goal be scored?
Lori has rushed out, and he vowed to prevent Yi Le from scoring a foul.
But just after entering the big penalty zone, Yi Le slowed down and made some adjustments.
Lori was stunned.
Yi Le directly lifted his right foot and exploded with a burst!
The ball flew out against Lori's ears.
The eardrum was vibrating, and Lori looked at Yi Le dumbly, his head turned slowly mechanically.
He saw the ball jumping in the goal.
The goal is scored!