Since An Ke has made a vow in his grandfather's name, how can this ball be shot into the opponent?

Mascherano pushed the ball into the middle, and although Anke fell to the right, he just fell down on the spot, his legs were still dragged in the middle, so the ball was successfully blocked by Anke's feet.

"Ah! Anco also saved Fiorentina's shot!"

The Allianz Stadium burst into a huge cheer. Anco, who saved the shot, also made a move to show his muscles to Mascherano, which was a provocation and a mockery.

Next, Frey had no way to save Bayern striker St. Cruise's shot, and the score between the two sides tied 1:1 after two rounds.

"Punishment is the stage for goalkeepers to perform. After two rounds, we saw two goalkeepers save one shot each time, which is a rare situation in previous penalty shootouts. Maybe the two goalkeepers are also competing in secret, and no one is willing to lose to another person."

The third appearance of Krue has attracted much attention because of his superb footwork, and people want to see how he will face Anke and send the football into the goal.

And An Ke did not dare to neglect and was ready to fight.

Kru's eyes were always aiming at the right side of the goal, Anke's left side. Anke also noticed this, and he was not sure about it now. Since he was fooled by Zhang Jun for the first time, he has been very troubled by judging which side the ball would fly. The direction Cru looked at should be the direction he was going to shoot, but Kru is a very cunning person. Maybe he deliberately lied to me to pounce in that direction, and it might not be necessary... Then should I pounce or not?

There was no time to make him hesitate. The referee whistled and Cru played football after two steps to assist.

Sure enough, he flew to the right, but An Ke's chance to go out was half a beat slower. His fingertips tried hard to hit the football, but he could not change the reality that the football continued to fly into the goal.

"Damn it!" An Ke hammered the ground again. Krue jogged back expressionlessly, without verbal cheers or movement celebrations. It seemed that it was natural to shoot the football into the goal, and it was easy to do it.

Bayern Munich's third main midfielder Schweinsteiger, the German national team, put the football on the penalty spot and then prepared to take the penalty.

Frey still showed a defensive posture that most goalkeepers would show. His eyes were calm and his face was calm.

Schweinsteiger paused during the run-up, and he seemed to be a little hesitant, but the football he shot out was weak and weak, and the angle was too straight!

Frey just rushed out vertically and grabbed the football firmly with both hands!

"Oh oh oh!! Stop again! Frey swept Bayern Munich's shot again!!" the commentator shouted excitedly.

This time it was the turn of Fiorentine fans to cheer.

"It's so fucking beautiful!" Sabato jumped off the court.

Frey also excitedly held the football and waved his fists at the Bayern fans in the stands.

After the third round of the penalty shootout, the home team Bayern Munich fell behind the visiting team Fiorentina 1:2. This is a terrible result for them. Bayern fans thought they had Anco, so they would have more than 70% sure of winning the penalty shootout. Unexpectedly, Frey, who has never been revealed, suddenly broke out, turning this penalty shootout from Anco's one-on-one show to two goalkeepers.

Damn! Are you challenging me? Or demonstrating to me? An Ke stared at Frey who had retreated from the door. Frey also noticed An Ke looking at him. He turned his head and looked at An Ke with an expressionless look, but An Ke could see the spark from inside - it was a spark that was not to be outdone. Hehe, it was interesting. An Ke grinned.

In the fourth round, Fiorentina played first, and they played with Espanyol Joaquin.

This time, An Ke, who was standing in front of the door, opened his hands and perpendicular to his body, like a demon with a pair of huge wings, he looked coldly at Joaquin who was preparing.

After Hua Jin was slow to put the football in a row, he looked up and saw An Ke's posture, and his heart suddenly pounded. In the first three rounds, An Ke stood on the goal line like a bamboo pole, which put not that much pressure on people. Now when he stood in front of the goal with his arms spread out and stood in a cross, he felt that the entire goal was almost covered by him.

Anke's defense area has increased, and he must find a way to bypass these hands. He looked at the two upper corners of the goal, which were theoretical blind spots. No goalkeeper could save the football in those two positions in the penalty kick.

He decided to cum there.

Running up, starting, the football flew towards the upper left corner of the goal according to the trajectory envisioned by Joaquin. Although An Ke judged the right direction, he was indeed unable to save the tricky shot at this angle.

Is this done?

No!

Although football successfully bypassed An Ke's hand, Joaquin, who blindly pursued angles, could not successfully control the arc of the football. The result after this ball pursued angles too much was... Football not only bypassed An Ke's hand, but also successfully bypassed the goal... It missed the goal!

"I didn't actually kick in! Joaquin is too pursuing angles! In this way, Bayern Munich has the opportunity to counterattack! As long as they can kick the next ball, the score between the two sides will become 2:2! Everything will return to the starting point, and the free throws in the fifth round will also become crucial! If Frey can successfully save Bayern's ball again, then they can successfully advance as long as they stop Bayern's shot in the last round..."

"How is it that easy? Save it out! A joke!" An Ke cleaned his ears and said disdainfully. He didn't even look at the performance of his opponent, Frey.

Bayern's fourth appearance was the central defender Lucio from Brazil. Although he was a central defender, his shooting skills were not inferior to any striker at all. He often played long-distance running goals and direct free kicks when he was in Leverkusen and Bayern Munich. Penalties were not difficult for him.

The referee used a whistle to indicate that Lucio could play football. He started running up, which was different from the other people's running up very quickly. Lucio's running up was very slow and even wanted to take a walk. But Frey didn't dare to be careless. He knew that the player's explosive power was now slow to prepare for the subsequent explosion.

Frey saw Lucio's body suddenly leapt to the left, which was a habit of pushing the right corner. He rushed to the right without hesitation when Lucio's foot was lifted off the football. At this moment, Lucio, who was still slowly and as if he was strolling in the garden, suddenly exerted force and thrust violently!

The football did not fly to the left or to the right, but flew straight into the center of the goal!

Frey knew he was fooled, but he was powerless, so he could only watch the football hit the ball behind him.

"Lucio kicked the ball in! Bayern still has hope!"

This time it was Frey's turn to take the ground to vent his anger.

Lucio, who shot the ball under pressure, seemed to be relieved and roared.

The fourth round of the penalty kick ended, with Bayern Munich dating Fiorentina 2:2.

Anke looked at Frey's eyes full of mockery, which made Frey very unhappy. But after all, he lost to Lucio, so he had to lower his head and slowly walk to the bottom line, and then he looked coldly at how Anke saved Pazini's penalty kick.

Pazini has the best physical strength among the five penalty kickers and should be the most insurance one. As a striker, he has no shooting skills, and his personal psychological quality is also quite good. He has also had a record of penalty kicks in the league, and he has never missed any shots.

This time the pressure is all concentrated on An Ke. If Bayern still wants to stay in the European arena, then he must save the penalty first.

The first time facing this situation, Pazini was a little nervous, and his hands were shaking slightly when he took the ball. However, no one noticed this tiny detail. The Fiorentine players cheered for Pazini loudly behind him, but they only shouted twice. When Pazini stood up, they stopped shouting, fearing that their voices would interfere with Pazini's performance.

Allianz Stadium fell into silence again.

Even in front of the TV was silent.

Yang Pan, Kaka, Li Yongle, Sophie... and more people held their breath and stared at the TV screen nervously. But... Except for Sophie and Li Yongle, who are the two praying for?

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Pazini tried hard to calm his breath, then straightened his waist and slowly retreated. He had never faced such a difficult moment in his career, and his breath seemed to have become a stone pressing on his heart, exhausting him. His legs were so heavy that he could hardly take steps.

This is the most important penalty kick in my life. You must not lose it, you must not lose it... Pazini thought in his heart. Then he looked up and saw An Ke. The opponent's Chinese goalkeeper stood in the middle of the door, with his hands open and standing high. He was the same as when Hua Jin saw An Ke, his heart thumped, as if the goalkeeper was not standing in front of the door, but a high wall covering the sky and avoiding the sun, and he was ruthlessly shrouded in the shadow of the wall.

Is the best goalkeeper in the Bundesliga...

Pazini gritted his teeth, and then he suddenly heard the referee's whistle and started to ring!

God bless!

Pazini started running, and Anke was still standing steadily without any movement.

While running, Pazini observed An Ke's reaction, but what disappointed him was that the opponent did not respond at all. At the same time, this also made Pazini feel a little panicked. He originally planned to observe the goalkeeper's actions and then decide which side he shot to. Now that the goalkeeper does not move, he suddenly doesn't know what to do.

In which direction is the shooting? The distance to the left, right, and middle? The running assist is too short. How can there be so much time for Pazini to think about which direction to shoot? When he ran to the front of the football, he still didn't think about which direction to play.

The direct result is that the football that Pazini shot was hasty, powerless, and not tricky enough. These are great opportunities for Anke!

An Ke rushed out to the right - that was exactly the direction of Pazini's shooting. He clenched his hands into fists, then hit the lower part of the football. The football was hit high by him and flew directly out of the penalty area!

This is a decisive swing!

Pazini watched his shot being pounced by Anke. When his feet were soft, he knelt directly on the ground. He could not accept the result. How could he make such a mistake at a critical moment?

Sabato closed his eyes in pain. He knew that Fiorentina's hope of winning was becoming slim little by little. The last penalty for Pazini was to take it, and he shouldn't make mistakes in his physical strength, but he didn't expect that this kind of pressure was something that Pazini could not bear... Maybe it would be better to arrange Zhang Jun in the last one, but now I think maybe it's useless?

"Long live!! Long live!!" All Bayern fans cheered in unison, and An Ke was even more excited to wave his arms up and down to the stands to incite the audience's emotions.

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"An Ke... is getting closer to the ideal goalkeeper in my mind..." Qiu Suhui in front of the TV said to himself.

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"Things... are getting worse and worse." Zhang Jun murmured at the cheering Bayern players and the fans. It was already a bit inappropriate for him to fail to win Bayern directly away. Fiorentina, who was dragged into a penalty kick, has dropped from 50% to 25%. Although Frey's performance was great, beyond his expectations, Anke's performance was also beyond his expectations.

No matter how many Frey saved, Anko would definitely save a few. The two of them seemed to compete with each other to save the penalty, and now all the pressure was put on Frey. If Fiorentina still wanted to continue competing with Bayern and still wanted to retain a glimmer of hope for advancement, then he must save Anko's penalty now.

The only thing that is beneficial to Fiorentina in this duel may be that this penalty kick is not played by the striker, but the goalkeeper. A goalkeeper who is not good at putting his feet in the future.

He watched Frey walk towards the goal silently and pass by An Ke. An Ke raised his head provocatively.

Come on, aren’t you going to compete with me to save the penalty? I did it successfully. It’s your turn next. If you have the ability, save my penalty too!

Frey seemed to feel An Ke's provocation. He looked back at An Ke's back, with a firmness in his eyes that he would never admit defeat.

An Ke took the penalty and he came to save. This is a goalkeeper in the true sense one-on-one, and you can't lose to him, otherwise Fiorentina's efforts in the past half of the season will be a silence. We also said together last season that we wanted to show Europe the strength of Fiorentina and let the whole Europe see our football. We must never lose now!

An Ke took off his gloves and threw them aside. He hooked the football back with his feet and picked it up as the trend, showing off his foot skills. Sure enough, Bayern fans cooperated very much and cheered loudly.

Zhang Jun stared at An Ke's movements. He knew that An Ke's footwork was definitely not as good as it is now, because he was just a goalkeeper. However, after being in professional football for so many years, if he still had the same footwork as high school, it would be unreasonable. Therefore, since Magath dared to arrange An Ke to play this penalty kick, he must have considered it. Because it was a knockout system, Sabato showed the players the penalty shot video of all Bayern's penalty kicks before the game, so that they were familiar with the opponent's habits, so Frey's sudden outbreak was not accidental.

However, the only thing they have not seen before is the penalty shooter An Ke.

"Margat, the old fox!" Even if he had pinched the horizontal position in his hand, Sabato was not aware of it now. "I underestimated him too much! He wanted to drag the penalty kick from the beginning! Damn!"

Compared to Sabato's anxiety, Magath was in a much better mood. He knew that Sabato would definitely study the opponent's penalty shooter before the game, but they would never have any videos of Anke playing penalty shooter, because today is the first time Anke took the penalty kick in an official game.

However, in daily training, he specifically emphasized that the goalkeeper should also contact the shooting, and judging from the penalty shooting simulation effect in training, An Ke's penalty shooting rate is still very high.

Many people will definitely think that if the goalkeeper who takes the penalty in the official game for the first time is the most important fifth free thrower, he will perform extremely nervously, and then Fiorentina will have a chance. But this will not work for people like Anke, because Anke doesn't know what nervousness is.

Although he showed off his footwork, An Ke still honestly put the penalty kick on the white spot. He got up and retreated, and then looked at Frey who was waiting for the goal line.

Although I often shoot penalties with my substitute goalkeeper during training, this time I face a strange goalkeeper.

I am a hero if I can't shoot in! I still have a chance to call a hero if I can't shoot in. What are you afraid of?

Frey stood on the goal line, gently lit a small step under his feet, protecting his hands on both sides of his body, bent slightly. His body seemed to be shaking slightly.

"This is a direct conversation between the goalkeeper. This situation is very rare in the Champions League. We were lucky enough to see this scene today. Which side will win in the end? Anco Frey, Bayern Munich, Fiorentina? The answer will be revealed soon!"

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Sophie in front of the TV had already stood up, and she held her hands tightly in front of her chest, praying for Florence and for Frey.
To be continued...