I am the king of martial arts

Chapter 197 Shut up, shut up, shut up!

"what!"

"This is?"

"Will it be a penalty?"

"Peak..."

At that moment, Stojkov, like all Barcelona fans, stood up all over his body. Pique's move was so big that they couldn't even imagine what would happen next. They couldn't see it clearly with the naked eye. Is it a foul?

Keep your eyes wide open and your ears pricked up.

beep,
The clear whistle of the referee still sounded.

All eyes are on the referee, whose actions determine everything.

And his right hand pointed to the penalty spot.

"Penalty."

"The referee awarded a penalty."

"Damn,"

"that's terrible."

Slow motion starts 360-degree playback...

Then, Stoikov's face and tone changed instantly.

"I go!"

"It's not a penalty!"

"It's definitely not a penalty."

"Pique didn't trip him at all, even if he touched him, he wouldn't really fall down. This obviously has elements of flopping."

"No, no, no, the referee is wrong, this is not a penalty, everyone was fooled by Stone."

"It's a realistic flop, a fake flop."

The Barcelona fans in front of the TV were also cursing.

"Bichi!"

"The referee scared the dog's eyes."

"Stone is a big liar,"

"He's just an actor."

"He should be nominated for an Oscar for Best Actor!"

"Stone, you liar,"

"You bitch!"

"asshole!"

"Go to hell!"

"You Chinese monkey!"

Wave after wave of abuse was sent to Wu Sanshi...

However, this is only the opinion of Barcelona. In the eyes of the Spaniard fans, this is a penalty, and they are equally excited.

"God has not abandoned us!"

"Stone is too powerful, Pique is a big idiot, haha."

"Thank Pique for the penalty."

"The Spaniards are forever grateful to you..."

At this moment, Pique became the object of ridicule by all Spaniard fans.

However, the ball has not been scored yet.

Wu Sanshi got up from the turf and picked up the ball.Piqué, who wanted to cry without tears, wanted to come up to Wu Sanshi's theory, but Callejon was the first to rush up to block him, and the scene was somewhat similar to that in the second half.

At the last moment, a penalty kick was awarded to the Spaniard. The Barcelona players definitely could not accept it. Under Xavi's yelling, several players surrounded the referee, so that the referee temporarily took care of what Callejon and Pique were doing here. no.

Harvey and the others are constantly appealing and protesting, trying to get the referee to revoke the penalty.

The referee almost didn't catch it...

Forcing the referee to retreat and circle around, and then spit flying horizontally for dozens of seconds, Harvey and the others were pushed back.

penalty,

It's still a penalty!
His judgment was still firm, and when he stood in front of the penalty area again, he gave Pique a verbal warning.

Although this is only a game in the league, this penalty is related to the honor and disgrace of the derby in the same city.

At this moment, everyone stood up, including the two club chairmen in the VIP seats.

If it goes in, it's a draw, if it's lost, it might be Barcelona winning the final game.

There is no meaning inside the Spaniard, and it is still Wu Sanshi who walks to the penalty spot.

Time seemed to pass much slower than usual, even Wu Sanshi's movement of stepping into the restricted area seemed to have slowed down.

He lightly put the ball on the penalty spot, glanced at Valdez standing on the goal line, and then began to measure his steps backwards, stepping firmly with each step.

Valverde fixed his eyes on Wu Sanshi, not daring to leave for a second.

Squeak, squeak, the sound of Wu Sanshi stepping on the turf came from his ears.He needs to play to his full potential to save Wu Sanshi's penalty.

Regarding Wu Sanshi's penalty kick, he has specially studied it.One possibility is to shoot to the bottom left corner of the goal, which is to his right.One might be a spoon.Where will this guy shoot?

In such an important game, he must not dare to kick the spoon, but in case...

Although Valdés is a world-class goalkeeper, he struggled in the face of penalty kicks.

While thinking, Wu Sanshi stopped.

beep—

Wu Sanshi didn't give Valdés any time to think, so he ran up quickly.

Lean your body to the left and shoot the ball with your right foot!
Snapped!
"what!"

"It's a spoon again..."

The audience was stunned, and Wu Sanshi was once again bold and kicked a penalty kick.

However, this time the spoon was not kicked to the middle, but to the upper right corner of the goal.

Don't look at his run-up speed so fast, but the ball he kicked has almost no strength.

Valdes not only misjudged the direction, but when he fell to the ground, the ball hadn't even flown into the goal, but he must have had no time to get back up and counterattack...

"yeah!"

"Oye!"

"yeah!!!!!!!!"

"stone!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

"stone!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

The moment the goal was scored, the camera caught Messi covering his cheeks with his hands.

Pique shook his head vigorously.

Xavi and Iniesta put their hands on their hips, looking helpless.

Success falls short, success falls short!
draw.

Stojkov also lost his strength. "If the game is tied, it means that the Spaniard has not won two consecutive games. This is too rare in the history of the Barcelona derby."

"Let's see, can something happen in the last 3 minutes?"

"As long as the game is not over, there is hope."

"Oh oh oh!"

"Stone! Stone! Stone! This is too much."

Stojkov was stunned, because Wu Sanshi ran under the stands of the Barcelona fans, stretched out his right index finger, and put it gently on his lips.

To shut up,

To shut up,

To shut up!

This scene is really too familiar.

Raul humiliated them like this at the Nou Camp.

Now, how dare this stone do this?

"Oh, God, I'm going to kill him!"

"Bastard!"

"Bichi!"

……

Wu Sanshi responded to the Barcelona fans with a high profile.

He wasn't such a high-profile person originally, but the scolding from the Barcelona fans just now was too harsh, people always have impulsive moments.

Suddenly, Raul's celebration appeared in his mind just now.

Now, very comfortable, comfortable, as comfortable as the Espanyol fans.

There is just over a minute left for Barcelona.

Valverde stood on the sidelines and raised his voice, reminding the players to do the final battle.

Messi just took the ball and passed it to Xavi.

click,
Baldo immediately shoveled down.

Another foul.

Harvey forcibly suppressed his anger, got up and immediately sent the ball to the front, the ball flew to Eto'o's feet, Eto'o crossed the middle, Jalke pushed him.

beep,
Barcelona got another set-piece up the pitch.

"Chance!"

"This is Barcelona's last chance."

"Messi,"

"It's still Messi at the penalty spot."

"At this moment, why do I miss Ronaldinho so much? If he is standing here, I believe a miracle will easily appear..."

However, it was Messi who made the free throw.

Eight Spaniards lined up a wall, and even Wu Sanshi ran back to defend the near post.

call,
call,
call.

Messi stood in front of the ball, took a few deep breaths, and tried to relax himself.

He hopes he can score this goal.

Snapped,
The ball flew high into the sky...

The ideal is plump, but the reality is skinny, and his footwork is far from reaching the level of a master...

beep,
beep,
beep—

The whistle sounded relentlessly, and the game ended.

2: 2.

(End of this chapter)