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Chapter 761 Lore!

80 minutes in the second half.

It is hard to imagine that Paris has persisted until 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 with all their strength, but their physical fitness had reached their limit.

In the 81st minute, Bernat was exhausted and suffered from cramps.

Boas directly replaced Bernat and Thilo Krell.

Instead, Wag and Kurzawa.

Wager's expression was serious. The difficulty of this game was beyond his expectation. He had never seen Yi Le in such a mess.

Wager wanted to go to comfort Yi Le, but was stopped by Thiago Silva.

"Don't bother him, rookie, do your job well and don't talk, no one has the strength to chat with you now." Thiago Silva said panting; "Remember, you must keep an eye on that Korean. We can help you in the past, but in this game, you have to fight alone in your own territory."

Wagga nodded fiercely, he could see this off the field, and Bernat also told him some tricks to defend Sun Xingming.

At this moment, no one was hiding and handing over the experience details to the players. After all, losing this game means that Paris will leave the Champions League stage.

They can't 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.

'There are still 10 minutes! ! ! ! ! ! ——'

In the stands, the Paris fans closed their eyes and shouted hysterically.

That's all they can do now.

For the Paris fans, every minute is a torment, and they look at the crumbling Paris defense with worry.

Every wave of Tottenham's offense made them feel extremely worried.

One goal can ruin everything, and Paris cannot afford the slightest mistake.

Yi Le is actively defending. He can feel that his teammates are exhausted again, but at the same time, Tottenham's offensive rhythm has become a bit reluctant.

Consumption is mutual, Paris needs to defend, and Tottenham also needs to attack.

And the pressure of the offense also made them feel exhausted.

The biggest problem is the spiritual level.

Tottenham have been attacking for more than 30 minutes, but they still failed to score.

This makes every Tottenham player feel impatient.

Yi Le can clearly feel these changes. The most intuitive manifestation is that Tottenham's offense is becoming more and more impatient and the rhythm is getting faster and faster, but the connection points are not keeping up and may break at any time.

but not now

Yi Le wiped the sweat dripping from his chin, and thought to himself: If you persist for a while, you will be able to fight back if you persist for a while.

"Tottenham's attacking rhythm has become faster, and they have not been able to score for more than 30 minutes. This is not good news for them."

Huang Jianxiang nodded and said: "But what shocked me even more was the toughness of the Paris team. They are not a team that is good at defense, but in this game, they played a textbook-level coordinated defensive tactic. There was only one turnover in the entire 45 minutes. At other times, everyone cooperated tacitly. Everyone can hold their position and quickly fill the vacancy."

"Besides, under the constant maneuvering of Paris, Tottenham's offense has become a bit stiff now. 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 tried their best for this game. Yes, their games this season have frequent accidents and are not smooth, but even so, they still face every difficulty tenaciously. They really did it and never gave up or compromised!"

"This is the current Paris Saint-Germain. Even in a disadvantage, they never lose their desire to win!"

George clenched his fists and waved loudly: "Come on! PSG!"

On the other hand, in the game, as time went by, Tottenham became more and more anxious.

After every unfavorable attack, the eagerness of the Tottenham players has been engraved on their faces.

They were a little shocked by Paris' tenacity.

After waves of offensives, other teams should have collapsed long ago, but Paris resisted.

The seemingly crumbling back line has been carried up to the present by every Parisian player.

The time came to 87 minutes, and now the impatience has become Tottenham. They know that if they don't score again, they will be eliminated.

So, be sure to score!

On the sidelines, Pochettino was also waving his arms and yelling loudly.

"Go forward! Press forward, don't stay behind, we want to score!"

This time, Tottenham really aggressively attacked.

Paris is about to usher in the most dangerous wave of offensive.

All Paris players squatted down, cheered up, and prepared for the impact.

The impact was stronger than expected. At the beginning, four Tottenham players began to infiltrate towards the Paris defense line, and the Tottenham defenders all pressed near the center circle.

In the continuous passing, Paris' defense finally collapsed, and an angle for long-range shots appeared.

Dele Ali directly bent his bow and set an arrow, and exploded with one kick near the penalty area line!

"Danger!!!!--"

Old Monet screamed, with a tremor in his voice.

In the stands, the Paris fans also held their breath.

The ball hit the goal like a cannonball, and Dele Alli showed a smile.

The ball is here!

But in the next second, Dele Ali's smile froze.

He saw a figure appearing from behind defender Thiago Silva, it was goalkeeper Keylor Navas.

Dele Ali was startled, shouldn't he be on the left?

Facing this heavy artillery that was not tricky, Navas stretched out his hands slightly, arched his waist slightly, and held the ball directly in his arms.

In fact, at the moment Dele Ali shot, Navas had a certain judgment and rushed directly to the right.

It was a gamble, 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 the time.

But in the next second, he changed his mind.

He saw Yi Le turned around and started running.

He seemed to be telling himself, pass the ball to me.

This back is so familiar.

He also witnessed it during his time at Real Madrid.

However, the back number on the jersey has changed from No. 7 to No. 21.

Almost subconsciously, Navas kicked off the ball with a big kick.

Before the old Monet recovered from the previous defense, he saw Navas kicking the ball with a big kick.

For the first time, his head was full of question marks.

At this time, shouldn't it be a delay?

But when he followed the ball and saw the running figure below, he understood.

Old Monet didn't even have time to wipe the cold sweat off his forehead, picked up the microphone, and roared hysterically: "Paris!! Fight back!!!"

Yi Le is running wild!

He is very fast!

He is desperately squeezing the last bit of physical energy, he wants to kill the suspense of this game!

He's going to the Champions League final!

All this is the driving force for him to move forward.

In halftime, 45 minutes, they were all under pressure, and now it was finally their turn to counterattack.

There is only one chance to counterattack.

But it must be successful.

Seeing this scene, the commentary stations from all over the world are also frying pots.

"Paris is going to counterattack! This team is outrageous. Shouldn't it be a time delay, but they choose to counterattack, which is simply too crazy!" Duan Xuan couldn't help but exclaimed.

The French commentator George also shouted excitedly in an instant: "Paris' counterattack! The desperate counterattack at the last moment of the second half!! Yi!! GOGOGO!!"

Gavin, the England commentator, said in horror: "Prevent him! Stop him quickly, don't let him rush over!!"

Spanish commentary station: "God, what is going on with this team! They are committing crimes!! Counterattack at this time!"

Amidst the exclamation of many commentators, Yi Le's speed became faster and faster, and no one could catch up to him.

Many people have estimated Yi Le's physical fitness, but they found that Yi Le can run better than expected.

At this time, Yi Le had already entered the opponent's half, riding the dust.

The ball hit the ground and bounced 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 Parc des Princes was instantly quiet.

The eyes of Europe and the whole world are focused on Yi Le.

Can this ball go in?

Lori has already rushed out, and he vowed to prevent Yi Le from scoring even if he fouled.

But just after entering the penalty area, Yi Le slowed down and made some adjustments.

Lori was taken aback.

Yi Le directly swung his right foot, and blasted out with one kick!

The ball flew out against Lori's ear.

The eardrums were vibrating, Lori stared blankly at Yi Le, his head turned slowly mechanically.

He saw the ball bouncing in the goal.

The ball is in!

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