From the sixty-eighth minute onward,

  Bar?a began to play their most familiar tiki-taka!

  The Xavi-Iniesta-Busquets trio, along with the dropping-back Messi, Pedro, and Villa!

  In the attacking third, the six players skillfully passed the ball back and forth!

  Honestly, Bar?a's ball control was too good.

  Su, Hao, Klaas-Jan Huntelaar, and even Raul, who had just come on in the second half, started pressing desperately.

  But against the flawless tiki-taka,

  they could do nothing but exhaust themselves physically.

  A full five minutes!

  Bar?a strung together thirty passes in the attacking third, moving from midfield to the backfield.

  Finally, they found their opening!

  In the seventy-third minute,

  Alves stumbled past Klaas-Jan Huntelaar and played the ball back to Xavi.

  Xavi controlled it, turned,

  and delivered a long pass!

  The ball soared from the right all the way to the left!

  Pedro, sprinting forward, received Xavi’s pinpoint delivery!

  Now, the only man in front of him was Nicolas Plestan!

  No fancy tricks!

  Facing the sluggish Plestan, Pedro planted his right foot, then flicked the ball left with his left foot, sidestepping sharply to leave the defender in his wake!

  "DANGER!!!"

  "Bar?a’s prolonged possession dragged Schalke 04’s defense entirely to the right!"

  "Xavi spotted the gap on the left—that pass was exquisite!"

  "Pedro goes past Plestan!"

  "Villa charges forward!"

  "Messi cuts inside from the right!"

  "Pedro!!!"

  "No pass!"

  "He takes it into the box!!!"

  "Metzelder lunges in!!!"

  "He goes down!!!"

  "He goes down!!!"

  "Pedro’s down in the box!"

  "PENALTY!!!"

  "PENALTY!!!"

  "The referee awards a penalty!"

  "A penalty that could kill the game!!!"

  "75th minute—just 15 minutes left!"

  "Bar?a lead 3-2 and hold three away goals!"

  "This penalty could seal Schalke 04's fate for good!"

  "Metzelder looks furious with the decision—he’s trying to argue!"

  "Su holds him back! He’s already on a yellow!"

  "Su stays calm under pressure!"

  "Let’s check the replay!"

  Inside Schalke 04’s penalty area, chaos erupts.

  Metzelder is fuming.

  "You damn actor! I never touched you!"

  "Get up! Stop faking!"

  He screams at Pedro, but the fallen forward ignores him completely.

  Busquets rushes over, checking on Pedro and helping him up.

  Meanwhile, Su keeps restraining Metzelder.

  "Ouch… This call is controversial!"

  "Metzelder doesn’t seem to have made any contact!"

  In the live broadcast, Duan frowns at the slow-motion replay.

  "This is a complete injustice—Pedro wasn’t touched at all!"

  "A dive! Clear as day!"

  "A disgraceful dive!"

  "This is an insult to football!"

  Unlike Duan, a full-time employee, Wang has no reservations. After all, he’s just a temporary hire—worst case, he walks away.

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  Duan subtly gives Wang a thumbs-up.

  Clearly, Wang is speaking his mind.

  "The penalty stands!"

  "Schalke 04 robbed at the last moment!"

  "Messi steps up, ball in hand!"

  "Neuer vs. Messi—one on one!"

  The Veltins-Arena holds its breath.

  Most Bar?a players push forward, ready for a rebound.

  Only Piqué and Puyol stay back.

  Messi places the ball on the spot.

  His eyes lock onto Neuer.

  Neuer stares back, unshaken.

  This time…

  He, Manuel Neuer, will save Schalke 04—just like he’s done so many times before.

  The Veltins-Arena holds its breath!

  Countless fans watch their goal with worried faces.

  Many young fans are too scared to look, burying their heads in their mothers' arms.

  In the South Stand, thousands of away fans wearing Bar?a's red and blue jerseys rise excitedly!

  They're ready to celebrate their victory!

  The referee glances at Neuer expressionlessly and blows his whistle sharply!

  Messi begins his run-up...

  One step!

  Two steps!

  A sudden burst of acceleration!

  His eyes flick toward the bottom left corner—

  His left foot strikes the ball!

  "SHOOT!!!"

  "OH!!!"

  "A PANENKA!!!"

  "NEUER!!!"

  "UNBELIEVABLE!!!"

  "NEUER HOLDS HIS GROUND!!!"

  "HE READ MESSI'S MIND!!!"

  "Like a statue of war, he stands firm—and catches the ball with both hands!!!"

  "SU SPRINGS INTO ACTION!!!"

  "NEUER LAUNCHES THE BALL TO MIDFIELD!!!"

  "SCHALKE 04'S COUNTERATTACK!!!"

  "SU!!!"

  "LIKE A WHIRLWIND!!!"

  "On a white steed he rides, silver spear gleaming—

  Who in this world hasn't heard of his name?!!!"

  "SU IS LIGHTNING INCARNATE!!!!"

  "THE SPEED OF CHINA PERSONIFIED!!!"

  The Veltins-Arena erupts!

  The Bar?a fans, who had just risen to celebrate, now panic.

  No one expected Neuer to anticipate their king's audacious Panenka!

  And now—

  That Chinese comet streaks across the pitch at impossible speed!

  Near the center circle,

  Su shakes off his pursuers with terrifying force!

  Xavi! Iniesta! Busquets! Pedro! Villa!

  One by one, Bar?a's stars chase desperately—but he's already gone!

  But the dark-haired Chinese teenager in front of them was simply too fast!

  His speed filled them with despair!

  Piqué charged first from the backfield, followed by the trailing Puyol.

  With his experience, he knew they had to stop that Chinese player at all costs!

  In mere seconds, Su reached the center circle just as the ball was about to land before him.

  Piqué closed in rapidly.

  Eyes locked on the approaching Piqué, Su - still sprinting at full speed - stretched out his right foot just as the ball was about to bounce. With perfect timing, he tapped it forward violently!

  The ball skipped off the turf before Piqué could react, sailing cleanly over the defender's head!

  Piqué froze in shock.

  This guy!

  Without thinking, Piqué reached out with his left hand, trying to grab Su's jersey.

  But the moment he made contact, Piqué felt an irresistible force!

  Su's momentum was too powerful!

  At that speed, Piqué was actually dragged down onto the turf by Su's movement!

  "Beautiful!!!"

  "Su breaks through!"

  "He's beaten Piqué with an incredible move!!!"

  "Piqué tries to foul him but gets dragged down instead!"

  "Su keeps sprinting!!!"

  "Only Puyol remains now!"

  Su controlled the ball without losing speed.

  Facing Puyol, he didn't attempt any fancy tricks.

  Just a simple push to the right!

  Pure speed!!!

  At this moment, Su's blistering pace made him unstoppable!

  "Gorgeous!!!!"

  "He's past!!!"

  "Su!!!"

  "One-on-one with the keeper!!!!"

  "At this moment, I can only recall the words of the great Jin Yong:"

  "'In all martial arts, nothing is more powerful than sheer speed!!!'"

  "Su has perfected speed itself!!!"

  "Valdés charges out!!!"

  "Su chips it over him!!!"

  "Past the keeper!!!"

  "Open net!!!!"

  "Taps it in!!!!"

  "Glorious!!!!!!"

  "GOAL!!!"

  "GOAL!!!"

  "Su equalizes!!!"

  "3-3!!!"

  "Schalke 04 have done it!!!"

  "Su saves Schalke 04!!!"

  "What unbelievable drama! Can you believe this?"

  "It was supposed to be Bar?a's penalty!"

  "Yet it's Schalke 04 who score the decisive goal!!!"

  "This is football at its finest!!!"

  "The beautiful game always leaves room for miracles!!!"

  "Schalke 04 have worked a miracle today!"

  "With the most depleted lineup in the Champions League semifinals, they've pushed the mighty Bar?a to the limit!!!"

  "Su with a brace!!!"

  "Four goals against Bar?a across two legs!!!! Plus an assist!!!"

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