Yi Zhe stood at twelve yards and faced Buffon's broad arms and extremely calm eyes. His eyes were also full of calmness.
The emotions of all the commentators are aroused, and this opening scene may set the tone for the entire game.
"Yi Zhe faced Buffon! He never missed at twelve yards!"
"Can Buffon save Juventus? At this moment, the whole of Turin is calling for the patron saint!"
"This is a contest between two eras! Yi and Buffon, both of them need to prove who is more qualified to stay in this final!"
Yi Zhe kept staring at Buffon at the moment of taking the main shot. He had to choose his shooting method based on Buffon's prediction. This is the most cost-effective way to take a penalty kick against the goalkeeper.
However, Buffon didn't predict it. He watched Yi Zhe approach the ball and didn't even make any move just a second before touching the ball.
Yi Zhe decisively decided to push the ball directly into the center of the goal. This is the most direct way to mess with the goalkeeper's mentality, because the goalkeeper will almost always make a save and leave his original position. ,
However……
Buffon stood still and Yi Zhe's push shot seemed to be passed to Buffon, who fell to the ground and hugged him.
All commentary is petrified in place.
"ah!
!
! "
"Yi's penalty kick was saved!"
"Oh God! Hahahaha! Tell me this isn't a training match!"
"Do Yi and Buffon still have such a tacit understanding?"
Yi Zhe stood there and uttered a Chinese quintessence sentence. This time, he died on the spot.
Buffon quickly ran over with the ball in his arms and said in his ear: "Although you are strong, Yi, but don't be clever in front of me."
Cristiano Ronaldo also ran over and said with a smile: "It seems that God also has a problem with you, Yi."
Yi Zhe turned his head and took a deep look at Ronaldo. It was just a joke, and he wiped his face: "Come again, Cristiano! This is just the beginning!"
Yi Zhe turned his head and directly intercepted Pjanic in the midfield. Taking advantage of the moment when the Juventus midfielder was not stable, he quickly hit a through ball. Ronaldo used his body to hold Alves on the left side of the penalty area and quickly crossed out of the way. Barzagli shot the far end of the goal directly in front of Chiellini. This kick bypassed Buffon's fingers, but the ball hit the crossbar and bounced off the goal line.
“Cristiano—ouch!
!
! His luck is also worse! God is fair! "
After escaping two disasters in a row, Allegri became a little anxious off the court and immediately made a tactical change. The full-backs on both sides pressed forward and used the midfielder as a defensive midfielder. He already felt that Pjanic's entry was a mistake. If he didn't Adjustment is about to get caught. This arrangement can indeed effectively supplement the width of the midfield defense, but it somewhat overestimates the ability of Alex Sandro, and also uses the 34-year-old Alves as if he were 24.
Juventus' three central defenders could only open up space and take care of the wings, but the door was still wide open. Yi Zhe could clearly see the changes in the opponent's formation with just two short passes. After turning around in midfield to get rid of Khedira's pull, he aimed directly at the space on the right.
Carvajal pressed forward with all his strength on this side, and there was a duel between the two full-backs. However, the Real Madrid defender used two waves of strong acceleration to directly throw away the former Barcelona defender Alves. He quickly reached the bottom and then directly passed the ball. c Luo jumped high in the middle of the penalty area.
"Boom!
!
! "
The ball hit the crossbar for the second time, and there was a chaotic battle in the penalty area. Buffon once again blocked Bell's volley.
"Buffon!
!
! "
Only a few minutes into the game, almost no commentators were optimistic about Juventus. It’s just that the luck of Yi Zhe and Ronaldo was really bad. Of course Buffon is strong enough, otherwise Bell would have counterattacked just now to steal the show.
Real Madrid took a corner kick on the left and Modric took it. Cristiano Ronaldo jumped directly into the air under Bonucci's entanglement, stretched his legs and turned sideways towards the goal to volley and hook the ball directly over like a whip.
"Cristiano! He jumps so high!"
Buffon had no time to react in the crowd of defenders in front of him. By the time he made a move, the ball had already flown past his fingertips and into the goal.
“goooooooal!
!
!
!
! "
"Ronaldo!
!
It was he who opened the scoring for Real Madrid! This time the volley and overhead hook pushed his physical fitness to the limit, almost hanging Bonucci! Hahaha! It seems that Yi Zhe is a qualified opponent. He asked Ronaldo to prove to everyone that time has not left a trace on him and he is still at his peak! "
Yi Zhe was the first to run over and hugged Ronaldo. The two ran under the stands of Real Madrid fans and waved their arms crazily towards the stands.
"Yi, did you see that? You are still too young on this stage."
Ronaldo narrowed his eyes and smiled. He meant no harm, but he also wanted to embarrass Yi Zhe, because this guy's appearance was very unruly and made his presence in the team weaker.
Yi Zhe looked at him and smiled: "Yes, Cristiano, you are old enough, so you must seize the time, and the chance will be lost once it comes!"
Yi Zhe didn't mean any harm either. Although it was somewhat unjustifiable to be so quick-tongued, in the end it was just a joke, and he was no worse than Ronaldo.
Zidane began to walk back to the coaching bench and sat down, crossing his legs and chatting with assistant coach David Bettoni.
"Old man, come to Paris during the holidays and I will make up for your daughter's birthday present."
David Bettoni was stunned: "Zi Dan, is now the time to discuss this?"
"Hahaha!"
Real Madrid's offensive continued, and after taking the lead, they pressed forward even more thoroughly. Casemiro almost passed the center circle and succeeded in pressing Khedira continuously. It was already a problem for Juventus to pass the ball across the half court. Every time The press caused boos in the stadium.
"It's unimaginable that this scene will appear in the Champions League final!"
Despair has already flooded into the heart of the Juventus commentator. If there were not three reliable central defenders behind him, the situation would be unimaginable.
Pjanic tried to send a direct pass in the midfield but was directly intercepted by Yi Zhe. The moment Yi Zhe moved forward, the Bosnian midfielder pulled fiercely behind him, and when Yi Zhe got up and wanted to continue to instigate a counterattack, At that moment, he reached out and gave him a slap.
A conflict broke out instantly on the court. Fortunately, the referee intervened in time to separate the two sides.
"Pjanic, he's a little out of his element!"
The referee Bruchy showed a yellow card to Pjanic, but this scale made Yi Zhe dissatisfied: "Is it just a yellow card? It's obvious that he did it on purpose, sir!"
But the referee just smiled at him, but this time he did show mercy to Pjanic.
Yi Zhe took a deep breath and quickly set the ball on the spot, passing it directly to Marcelo who quickly stepped in to assist. He himself quickly moved forward into the penalty area. Marcelo made a pass from the bottom and Benzema was in front. He didn't hit the ball, but Yi Zhe quickly dived in front of Bonucci from behind. This was absolutely cruel. Bonucci was about to raise his leg to make a clearance, but Yi Zhe almost met his spikes before he stretched out his leg. Jump forward and throw the ball out.
"easy!
!
!
"
Yi Zhe had fought hard enough, but the angle of the shot was not wide enough, and Buffon side-attacked him and pinned him down. Then Yi Zhe straightened up and lay down in the penalty area.
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Bonucci was so frightened that he quickly told the referee that he was innocent.
In fact, Yi Zhe was absolutely fine. When his teammates gathered around him, he sat up on his own.
"Cristiano, look what I'm doing, it's not over yet."
Yi Zhe ran past Bonucci and patted him on the shoulder gratefully. He knew that this meant that he was holding back. Whenever he meets a truly ruthless person, it is impossible not to win something big.
But everything seemed to be going wrong in this game, especially in the eyes of the commentators. Yi Zhe had not missed as many scoring opportunities in half a season as in this game, and his missed penalty kicks were even more rare.
However, Yi Zhe's mentality is very stable. It is impossible for Real Madrid to suppress Juventus for a whole game. He knows what he can do.
Juventus goal kick, Buffon began to command the formation to press forward, drove the ball to the midfield with his big foot, Khedira headed the ball to Dybala in the frontcourt, and Juventus' counterattack began.
"Paulo Dybala!
!
! "
The Argentine genius passed Modric and Varane with his rhythm outside the penalty area, and then sent a pass into the penalty area. Croatia forward Mandzukic used his body to carry Ramos and smashed into the penalty area, facing Navas and volleyed Volley.
"Boom!
!
"
Today, the goal post at Cardiff's Millennium Stadium was fair. This time, Real Madrid defused Mandzukic's volley from the far end, but Yin Guain was already ready for a follow-up shot from the back.
Facing the empty goal, the Argentine striker took a shot, but suddenly a leg stretched out from behind him and directly deflected the ball out of the penalty area. Yin Guayin stood there and was petrified on the spot.
The Juventus commentator was so mad that he went berserk: "Gonzalo Yinguain! He actually missed such an opportunity! It seems that the lessons of the Brazil World Cup have not changed him!"
The ball was cleared out of the penalty area. Modric quickly passed it to Yi Zhe to directly promote a quick counterattack. Yi Zhe was very fast. He directly changed directions and passed Khedira to the frontcourt. He faced the goal with a heavy shot from the outside of the penalty area. .
"easy!
!
!
"
Yi Zhe's shot went straight to the blind spot, but Buffon's save was also very quick. He jumped and reached his hand to the blind spot of the goal, and tapped the ball lightly on the goal line.
"oh--"
There were screams of exclamation in the field. Bell quickly rushed to the goal and picked the ball from the crowd to the back of the goal. Cristiano Ronaldo quickly outflanked the goal and headed the ball hard against the mostly empty goal.
"Cristiano—"
After the ball bounced off the ground, it directly hit the post and popped out of the baseline. Ronaldo himself looked in disbelief, smiled and waved to the Real Madrid stands.
"Aha! Cristiano, he is so unlucky. If he can seize this opportunity, maybe this game will belong to him completely!"
Juventus turned around and launched an attack. Dybala's volley from the outside of the penalty area was directly blocked by Casemiro. Real Madrid's offense made a comeback along the wing.
The transition rhythm between the two sides was very fast, but most of the first half was like this, with Real Madrid in absolute dominance.
Marcelo rushed to the frontcourt at high speed, pushed the low ball across the goal, and was directly cleared by Chiellini with a sliding tackle. The ball came to the outside, and Yi Zhe strode to the landing point of the ball before Pjanic, and kicked off Aiming at the goal, he shot a heavy shot directly.
"Boom!
!
!
"
The ball was blocked by Buffon again, and Ronaldo's follow-up shot hit Barzagli again.
"Oh—didn't make it in!"
"Buffon!"
The commentators were going crazy, but they also felt sorry for Juventus. This scene has happened countless times. Buffon has done his best, but it's a pity...
The ball bounced to the outside. Yi Zhe once again rushed to the landing point of the ball before Khedira. He volleyed straight into the dead corner and the ball flew towards the goal like a cannonball.
This time, Buffon and Juventus' three main defenders were disarmed. Everyone tried their best to complete the block and fell to the ground. They were really powerless to do anything about the ball flying in the air. They could only watch the ball fly past their eyes. Rushing into the goal.
After scoring, Yi Zhe knelt down in the middle of the pitch and buried his head deeply into the turf of Cardiff's Millennium Stadium.
"Yi Zhe finally scored! Hey... ha! Yi Zhe kissed the turf of the stadium. Although the goal here was not friendly to him, Yi Zhe still used this method to enter the Champions League final again."
When the score was locked at 2:0 in the first half, it meant that the outcome was almost certain, and cheers from Real Madrid fans could be heard in the stands.
“vamos madrid!
!
!
! "
Yi Zhe and Ronaldo looked at each other: "Cristiano, do you want to continue the second half?"
Ronaldo glanced at him in surprise: "Yi, this kind of question is not your style."
Yi Zhe pointed at the two of them: "I'm talking about us. Do we have to compete today? Just to cater to the media's stunt?"
Ronaldo smiled and did not respond. Yi Zhe himself was a little confused. What did this mean? Doesn't he plan to leave? So how about a fair comparison?
Yi Zhe shook his head and walked slowly off the field. The camera followed him into the player tunnel. He Wei said excitedly: "Yi Zhe can open champagne with his teammates in the locker room. This is not Instanbul, and Juventus definitely does not have the same team as back then." The absolute quality of Liverpool."
However, Allegri made adjustments at halftime and replaced Pjanic with Cuadrado, who was better at running. Only two minutes into the second half, Cuadrado showed his super strength in the counterattack. With his running ability, Modric and Marcelo pulled forward, chased and intercepted all the way to the frontcourt. He passed a diagonal pass into the penalty area. Mandzukic got rid of Varane and caught Navas off guard with a low shot from the left side of the penalty area.
“Forza juven!
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!
! "
This goal was enough for Juventus to breathe a sigh of relief, but at this time all Chinese fans became nervous.
"No! Brother Zhe, come and help! Real Madrid will be sucked to death by Poet He!"
Yi Zhe and Ronaldo looked at each other on the court and read the same content in each other's eyes.
Forced by the situation, this is everyone's Champions League, but both of them want to dominate the championship.
