"GGGGGGG----OOOOOOO-----AAAAAAAA----LLLLLL!"

  "GGGGGOOOOAAAAAAALLLLLL!!!!"

  "GOAL!!!!!"

  "SU-----!!!!"

  Just moments before Su scored!

  The Veltins-Arena's live DJ screamed at the top of his lungs!

  Su simply stood on the pitch after scoring!

  Not a trace of excitement!

  No joy whatsoever!

  Not even the slightest expression!

  He stood before Valdés!

  Proudly, he raised his head toward the stands!

  Like a king reviewing his troops!

  Gracefully, he began to turn, step by step...

  "Ouch! Damn it!"

  No sooner had Su finished his celebration pose than he was tackled by Klaas-Jan Huntelaar, who came charging in from the left flank.

  But before Huntelaar could climb on top, Boujellab came rushing in like a madman.

  "First touch!"

  "My turn!"

  Muttering to himself, Boujellab dove toward Su.

  That was it!

  FC Schalke 04's players went wild, performing a stacked wall celebration right in front of Barcelona's superstars.

  Piqué stood dazed, thinking: What the hell?

  Is that guy even human?

  How can he be so fast?

  Didn't the technical team say his speed was average?

  You call that average?

  Busquets seemed less shocked than Piqué, his eyes rolling as if he'd realized something!

  Meanwhile, in the North Stand!

  Ann Carr couldn't help but jump up and down with the surrounding fans!

  He was surrounded by huge, tattooed men wearing cross-body straps and no shirts.

  But at this moment!

  They all hugged each other in exhilaration!

  "Su!!!"

  "Su!!!"

  "Su!!!"

  FC Schalke 04's fans went wild, chanting Su's name!

  Only, in her excitement, Ann Carr accidentally dropped her bag on the floor!

  The bright red Manchester United logo on the bag immediately caught the attention of the shirtless, burly men around her.

  "Ahem! Damn it! How did I grab the wrong bag!"

  Looking around at the group of unfriendly eyes, Ann Carr immediately spoke sheepishly!

  ............

  On the stadium sidelines at this moment!

  Guardiola froze!

  His mouth hung open, and his eyes blinked rapidly.

  He turned his head to look at the big screen!

  It was showing a replay of Su’s goal!

  What was that?

  What kind of speed was that?

  It was unbelievable!

  Soon, however, Guardiola calmed down.

  The goal had been sudden and unexpected!

  But the game had only just begun.

  As long as Bar?a won, it didn’t matter how many away goals Schalke scored—Bar?a just needed to score one more!

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  And scoring goals?

  That was what Bar?a did best!

  As for Magath at this point,

  he had gotten too excited after the goal and suffered a recurrence of his back injury, forcing Hughes to help him back to the bench to rest.

  ..........

  "Damn it! Who the hell welded this table shut?! My hand!"

  At that moment, inside the sports channel’s live studio, Wang clutched his right hand and howled in pain!

  He had been so excited that, as usual, he tried to violently flip the table.

  But the damn thing didn’t budge, and instead, his nails got scraped off.

  Thankfully, the announcer quickly switched off their mic, preventing the scandal of sports channel hosts’ table-flipping obsession from being exposed to millions of fans!

  Back on the pitch!

  FC Schalke 04’s celebrations soon ended.

  The teams repositioned themselves.

  The match resumed with the referee’s whistle.

  Villa passed the ball to Xavi behind him and then jogged slowly toward the attacking third.

  Bar?a remained completely unfazed by the shock of conceding the opening goal.

  This was the same Bar?a team that had won the Sextuple in ’09.

  An accidental early goal wouldn’t shake them.

  Xavi began controlling the game, bringing it back into Bar?a’s rhythm.

  On the other side, FC Schalke 04!

  Immediately after scoring, the entire team retreated deep into their own half.

  As Magath had once told a reporter:

  "Against this current Bar?a, no team in the world can outplay them!"

  Only through defense can they find hope!

  Now FC Schalke 04 just needs to protect their goal.

  Facing an aggressive Vardy, Xavi remains calm and methodical as he begins his trademark midfield orchestration.

  After evading Vardy, Xavi passes the ball to Iniesta.

  Iniesta immediately attempts to drive forward with the ball.

  Su and Boujellab quickly converge to double-team him.

  However!

  While their defense worked against other Bundesliga teams, against a technician like Iniesta, Su found himself bypassed with ease.

  Yet!

  To Iniesta's slight surprise, the Chinese player before him had improved significantly since their last encounter.

  While not exceptionally fast with the ball at his feet, his footwork had become noticeably quicker.

  The rapid defensive movements he just demonstrated were far superior to his performance in their previous match!

  But even so!

  Su still posed little real threat to Iniesta!

  Although Su failed to win possession, at least his pressure forced Iniesta to slow his advance.

  With a quick flick, Iniesta returns the ball to Xavi.

  And at this crucial moment!

  Before even receiving the pass, Xavi spots Messi making a sudden darting run down the right flank.

  Without breaking stride!

  Xavi delivers a perfect left-footed diagonal ball that floats into the Schalke penalty area.

  The pass lands perfectly at Messi's feet!

  Smits scrambles desperately to close him down!

  But he's completely outmatched.

  Messi elegantly controls the ball with his right foot.

  Then with a lightning-quick shift of his left ankle, he stops dead before cutting inside sharply!

  The ball sticks to his feet as if magnetized!

  Smits is left completely unbalanced!

  Just in time!

  Metzelder comes charging in.

  Blocking Messi's path to goal, leaving no shooting angle in the crowded box!

  Messi dips his right shoulder, feinting to the right - Metzelder instinctively follows the fake!

  But Messi suddenly whips the ball with his left foot!

  Then those short legs move with incredible speed.

  He bursts past Metzelder and unleashes a powerful left-footed strike!

  The ball rockets into the top right corner of the net!

  "Danger!!!"

  "Neuer!!!"

  "Beautiful!!!"

  "Neuer comes through when it counts!"

  "His diving save cleared the ball off the goal line!"

  "Bar?a missed a golden opportunity!"

  Neuer let out a long breath after parrying Messi's shot!

  That was too close!

  In such tight space, Messi actually managed to create that exaggerated move and beat his opponent in an instant!

  Metzelder, H?wedes and several others rushed to Neuer's side, encouragingly patting his head!

  Xavi collected the football and walked toward the corner kick area!

  Busquets, Piqué, Puyol and others all pushed forward into the penalty area!

  Meanwhile, Messi stood beside Su.

  A header?

  Whether it was Messi with his physical limitations or Su with his lack of aerial practice, this wasn't their forte.

  So!

  Both stood at the edge of the box - one ready to counterattack, the other ready to provide support!

  .............