After celebrating their goal in Dortmund, the game continued.

Trailing at home, Schalke 04 launched another furious attack, even more intense than before. How could they accept losing the derby in their own stadium?

They didn't want to repeat the derby result from last season.

For Zhou Yi, this was actually his favorite situation.

Because Schalke 04's backfield had plenty of openings, and as long as he could pass the ball through, and someone could run to it, it would be an opportunity.

So Zhou Yi turned his head frequently, constantly observing the changing situation on the field, and recording all these changes in his mind. After processing by the brain's "central processing unit," a panoramic picture was formed for him to observe at any time.

Actually, Zhou Yi's real golden finger was definitely not the fifAoL3 training system and virtual game system, but his genius brain.

It was possessing this ability that gave him the potential to become a world-class midfielder, and the virtual system was just a tool to slightly accelerate the process.

If he didn't have this ability, even with the virtual system, he could at best become a decent player, but still far from truly top-notch.

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Schalke 04's desperate attack caused the Schalke 04 fans in the stands to almost collectively reach a climax, all of them shouting and cheering for the team at the top of their lungs.

Draxler next to Yang Muge didn't even sit back in his seat, but stood in front of it, constantly yelling and waving his arms.

Every time a Schalke 04 player got the ball, he would cheer.

And every time a Dortmund player got the ball, he would put his fingers in his mouth and make a series of ear-piercing boos.

Leaving aside the fact that he was actually a Schalke player, he was a truly pure Schalke 04 fan.

In comparison, Yang Muge and Hao Junmin were slightly less excited, which may also be related to the more reserved nature of Chinese emotions.

Kotana was also sitting in the stands.

No matter what the surrounding Schalke 04 fans did, she remained unmoved, looking less like a fan watching the game and more like a wax figure that had been placed in the wrong place.

But she wasn't a real wax figure after all, and the surrounding sounds still reached her ears.

Every time her younger brother got the ball, she could clearly hear the Schalke 04 fans around her gnashing their teeth and cursing, "That damn little bastard! He's finished! He's definitely finished!"

"Tackle him! Tackle his legs! Goddamn it! How can you let such an idiot score!? Show some courage!"

"I bet this idiot will be injured soon! He will be injured! He definitely will be injured! Your career ends here, you idiot!"

All kinds of things, as unpleasant as could be.

These people may be polite gentlemen in their daily lives, but at this moment, in this place, they were like thugs, losing their minds and becoming frightening.

This was why Kotana didn't like to watch games live. When she was very young, her parents took her to the South Stand of Westfalenstadion, and the "ghost place"—as far as she was concerned—was like hell. She couldn't stand the people around her constantly roaring, yelling, making all kinds of sounds that didn't seem like they should be made by humans, their mouths full of foul language.

All of this frightened a little girl who was only three years old. She didn't feel her parents' love for football, or the passion that the sport brought her. Instead, she felt terror. She even had nightmares when she got back.

Crying in the stands was too embarrassing, and that scene remained deeply in her mind.

From then on, she had no affection for football. She wouldn't go to a live game no matter what. Being able to watch the game on TV was her limit.

This time, her younger brother's game... she hadn't planned to come to see it live either. Watching it on TV was enough. There were many ways to express concern. It wasn't necessary to watch the game live to show concern.

However, after hearing Zhou Yi say something about trust, she inexplicably called Hannah and asked her to buy her a ticket, and a high-priced scalper ticket at that!

Her brain must have been caught in a door at the time, for her to be so abnormal…

Now, sitting among a group of emotionally agitated fans who were like "thugs," Kotana felt like she was back in the South Stand of Westfalenstadion when she was three years old. She had finally returned to this place that she hated.

But…

When her ears were filled with all kinds of vicious curses and attacks against her younger brother, Kotana didn't feel fear or dread, but… anger.

She didn't stand up from her seat, only her chest rising and falling violently, her breathing becoming heavier and heavier.

But in the noisy stands, her movements were too small to be noticed.

The Schalke 04 fans around her were fully invested in cheering for their team, and didn't see her at all.

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Schalke 04's attack was still very threatening, after all, this was their home ground. So the Schalke 04 fans in the stands were very excited. Every time Schalke 04 attacked, they would think that this was an attack that would score a goal.

In Zhou Yi's view, everything in the universe is constantly moving, changing, and developing. The content of the high school political classes can also be applied to football games.

Although Schalke 04's attack was very fierce and threatening, on the other hand, it was also Dortmund's opportunity. The higher Schalke 04 pressed, the bigger the openings behind their defense.

As long as he could seize the opportunity, the threat posed might be even greater than the threat of Schalke 04 besieging Dortmund.

So where was the opportunity?

The opportunity was in Schalke 04's increasingly frantic and impatient attacks!

After all, this was Schalke 04's home ground, and they were now one goal behind. How could the players remain indifferent?

As time went on, with the score still at 1:2, Schalke 04, playing at home and trailing, would inevitably further increase the intensity of their attack.

Zhou Yi was observing and waiting for the best opportunity.

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In the sixty-ninth minute, Schalke 04's attack once again reached Dortmund's frontcourt and resulted in a shot.

However, Raul's shot was saved by Weidenfeller, and then cleared by Dortmund defender Schmelzer. However, the ball was not cleared too far and fell back to the feet of a Schalke 04 player.

Rakitic regained possession and reorganized the attack, and Schalke 04 launched a second attack.

"Schalke 04's attack during this period is like a rising tide, wave after wave, putting continuous pressure on Dortmund's defense. This is a severe test for Dortmund's defenders…"

Marcel Reif's analysis sounded very reasonable.

Schalke 04's attack was indeed like a rising tide, with players surging forward layer by layer, hoping to erode more of the beach.

If Schalke 04 could continue to put pressure on Dortmund like this, then scoring a goal would really only be a matter of time.

But football matches don't always develop according to the trajectory that people have designed. Things are constantly changing, sometimes changing for the better, and sometimes changing for the worse.

Rakitic quickly organized the attack, choosing to directly loft the ball into the penalty area, not giving Dortmund's defenders a chance to breathe, making them flustered and prone to mistakes.

But Dortmund's center-back Hummels didn't make mistakes so easily. He jumped high and headed the ball out before Huntelaar.

This time, the second landing point of the ball was controlled by Sven Bender.

He passed the ball forward to Zhou Yi.

Obviously, this was the counter-attack opportunity that Dortmund had been waiting for!

But Schalke 04 wouldn't be so stupid as to not have any precautions against Zhou Yi.

At the same time that the ball was passed by Sven Bender to Zhou Yi, Schalke 04 midfielder Kluge also pounced on Zhou Yi from behind.

Zhou Yi leaned back slightly, using his right foot as support, and raised his left foot, making a gesture to receive the ball.

But when the ball really rolled over, his left foot lifted up a few more centimeters, letting the ball pass under the sole of his left shoe!

At the same time, his right foot, which was supporting his body, twisted, and he turned forward!

He brushed past Kluge, who rushed up to intercept him. Kluge couldn't stop in time and could only watch Zhou Yi smear past him…

"Good ball! Beautiful escape!" Duan Xin shouted excitedly when he saw this scene.

Zhou Yi, who had brushed past Kluge, turned around and accelerated, catching up with the ball that he had let behind him. Without even lifting his head, he swung his right foot directly and kicked the ball!

A diagonal long pass!

But the ball was not flying in the air, but窜窜窜窜窜窜贴着the grass, moving forward very fast, just like a supersonic plane flying at low altitude!

It flew past a Schalke 04 midfielder, who didn't even have time to make any movements because of the speed.

Then the ball didn't slow down at all, drawing an arc on the grass, turning towards the left side.

There, was Mark Wagner, who was running ahead!

This time, he finally behaved like a center forward, because he was at the very front!

"Oh! Mark Wagner!" Marcel Reif exclaimed.

Salpe, the Schalke 04 defender who was stuck on the inside line, was originally in front of Mark. He knew that there was a Dortmund player behind him, but for him, the problem was actually very simple, because he was on the inside line, and still in front of that Dortmund player. As long as he destroyed the ball before his opponent, that would be it.

At this moment, in Salpe's eyes, the ball was like a race car taking a high-speed turn, rushing towards him. Because the speed was too fast, there was even a residual image trailing behind it, which was very cool.

Salpe was in high-speed retreat, while thinking about holding the inside line, while observing the ball, calculating the trajectory in his brain, and judging the best time to put his foot out to destroy the ball.

Then he slid out!

He thought he could slide to the ball.

The Schalke 04 fans also thought he could.

Schalke 04 coach Magath on the sidelines thought the same.

As long as he touched the ball, even if it was just a graze, at such a fast speed, the ball would be deviated far enough away, and Dortmund's counterattack would end there.

The ball turned over, and Salpe slid out.

But he didn't slide to the ball!

He watched as the ball划划划划划划划划划just from the front of his toes, and then he turned his head and saw Dortmund's number forty-five掠过past him, using the outside of his right foot to steer the turned ball towards the center!

He was going one-on-one with the goalkeeper!

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ps, today's three updates have begun, still the same rules, the second update is at twelve noon, the third update is at six in the afternoon~