On the sidelines,

Klopp shook his head with a wry smile, biting his lower lip as he chuckled.

After regaining his composure, he vigorously waved his hand, encouraging his players to continue attacking.

There was still time; they couldn't give up.

On the other side,

Dino and the substitute players excitedly raised their fists.

"Boss, we have everything under control."

"Liverpool made a mistake at the last moment!"

After a brief celebration, Tuchel regained his solemn expression. "We can't be careless; we can also make mistakes at this stage."

In the broadcast room,

The big screen replayed the entire goal.

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[If Li Kang has Kante as a partner, is there any possibility that Kante will also be on the scorer list next season?]

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[Multiple scoring threats, Kante's forward insertion timing was perfect.]

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[The iron tree blooms again. Looking back now, Conte's transformation of Chelsea's midfield has many things that are worth learning from for his successors.]

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[Li Mingdeng is the key figure tonight, his control is unmatched, maintaining the team's formation from being scattered.]

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[Da Qiu is going to live!!!]

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[Playing so hard, what about the second leg of the Champions League?]

Karius gestured to his eyes and the height of his teammates.

He had suffered a concussion in his youth and had some visual-spatial impairment: it was more difficult for him than for most people to judge the exact position of distant objects.

Even so, the German still became a top European goalkeeper.

Van Dijk took the blame for the lost goal and apologized to his teammates in the back line.

Although Arnold had an unruly personality and was prone to direct conflicts with opponents, he was especially good to his teammates, never complaining or throwing his hands up in frustration.

The game resumed.

Firmino passed the ball back to Van Dijk from the kickoff.

Liverpool did not give up.

They continued to attack with great force!

"They're going to fight!"

"There are six minutes left in regular time, and we'll have to see how much stoppage time there is."

"They can't push through; Chelsea doesn't plan to defend deep, and the pressure net continues to push forward."

"Wijnaldum can only pass the ball back for the defense to reorganize."

The high-intensity game caused the players on both sides to make mistakes to varying degrees.

Time passed minute by minute.

Liverpool fans grew more nervous, hoping for a miracle to appear.

89th minute.

Robertson received another pass back from his teammate.

He observed Firmino retreating.

He decisively sent a long pass!

Near the center circle,

Bakayoko, Kante, and Fabregas simultaneously double-teamed the Liverpool hybrid center forward.

After all, affected by the decline in physical strength, the defensive strategy could not be accurately implemented.

Firmino received the ball with his back to the goal and passed it back to Emre Can, who had a comfortable long-passing environment.

The latter came from Bayern's youth training camp and was praised by Sammer as 'the second Kroos'.

His jack-of-all-trades identity in the midfield and backcourt concealed a top-notch ability to interpret space.

Bang!

The football was like a burst of fireworks.

It broke through the gap left by Bakayoko and Fabregas's lost positions.

The trajectory did not stagnate.

Then, it pierced Chelsea's defense.

"Wow!"

"The entire Anfield seems to be trembling!"

"The Liverpool midfield, with its freedom, has finally blossomed!"

"Mane!"

Mane was boiling with excitement.

He stomped hard on the turf.

His speed exploded.

He easily overtook Azpilicueta.

He continued to dribble after receiving the ball.

Salah was stepping on hot wheels on the other side!

"David Luiz moved up in advance!"

"Rudiger kept up with the speed of the opponent's forward line!"

"No problem."

"Mane... rushed to the edge of the penalty area and started to dribble horizontally! Cutting inside!"

Chelsea's penalty area.

Azpilicueta and Cahill arrived late.

David Luiz and Rudiger helped their teammates gain time to fall back into position.

Four defenders against two!

Mane's pace slowed down.

At the moment of being double-teamed,

He gently flicked his heel backward.

The football rolled toward the outside of the penalty area.

So imaginative.

A dark figure suddenly burst out!

Wijnaldum.

He was not a pure workhorse; he used to be a talented technical midfielder in the Eredivisie, with explosive finishing efficiency and even scored four goals in a single game!

"Fight!"

"Don't continue to dribble to the baseline!"

"Wow!"

"A small-angle rocket shot!"

"Buffon!"

Buffon's positioning was very reasonable.

He had observed the Dutch black egg midfielder's run in advance.

But the oncoming black shadow... exceeded the angle he could cover.

The football almost grazed the diagonal line of the crossbar and post, blasting into Chelsea's net!

1:2!!!

A glimmer of hope.

The hope of tying the score.

Defending Anfield's dignity.

There was no celebration.

Wijnaldum, Mane, and Salah almost simultaneously rushed into the net, picked up the football, and ran back with all their might!

There was still time.

There were only a few minutes left!

The goddess of victory had not completely abandoned Liverpool!

At Anfield Stadium, Liverpool fans loudly cheered on their players.

The terrifying momentum that erupted was chilling.

"Beautiful!"

"Zero-angle goal!"

"Wonderful team cooperation, wonderful fast break!"

"Liverpool pulled one back!"

"The fourth official raised the LED board, with 3 minutes of stoppage time."

"Is there still a chance?"

"Will there be a miracle?"

"Anfield Stadium is never short of miracles!"

In the broadcast room,

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[There's no way with that ball, it's an absolute dead corner!]

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[Damn! Wouldn't it have been better if Liverpool had played like this earlier?]

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[Why always let the midfielders be the laborers! The three midfielders used to be technical players, don't always let them serve the full-backs!]

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[No, if they had played like this earlier, the formation would have been more easily scattered.]

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[Mourinho's prediction is correct, after 2019, Liverpool will definitely transform into a passing and control team.]

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[Most of the players' physical strength has declined significantly, I guess there will be another goal.]

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[May good fortune be with you for life, in the last eight minutes of the game, Da Qiu is alive!]

Klopp clenched his fists excitedly and waved them three times in the air.

Three farmer punches.

Tuchel pressed his hands down, signaling his players not to panic!

In the last few minutes, they couldn't fall into Liverpool's rhythm.

Bakayoko looked guilty.

Li Kang patted his small卤蛋(Lu Dan, Braised Egg), as a sign of comfort.

Chelsea's goal conceded was because Liverpool also launched a surprise attack, suddenly tilting their offensive resources, Emre Can's divine pass, Mane's soulful back-heel flick, and Wijnaldum's small-angle rocket shot.

It wasn't that difficult.

Liverpool, fighting with their backs to the wall, would also expose huge flaws.

The game restarted at the center circle.

Hazard kicked off and passed back to Li Kang.

Liverpool quickly launched a frantic press in the frontcourt.

Exhausting their last bit of strength to fight for the last offensive opportunity!

"It's meaningless!"

"Li Kang and Fabregas's two-legged passing tore through Liverpool's high defensive line!"

"Wow! Diego Costa!"

The game had reached the 91st minute.

The fans on both sides couldn't help but hold their breath.

They had a premonition that there would be another goal.

Diego Costa was a little tired from fighting tonight.

At the moment of the forward insertion,

His supporting foot paused.

He was a beat slower.

Van Dijk retreated at high speed toward the landing point, intercepting the football one step ahead.

Karius rushed out of the penalty area, raising his hand for the ball!

Klopp's body language was very exaggerated, frantically signaling his players to press toward Chelsea's penalty area!

A spectacular scene occurred.

Karius stopped the ball.

Only the German goalkeeper remained in Liverpool's half.

All the red jerseys stood on the edge of Chelsea's penalty area.

The game time reached 92 minutes.

The last chance!

The last offensive opportunity!

"You'll Never Walk Alone" floated in the air above Anfield, the song resounding loudly.

"The last minute!"

"Can Liverpool create a miracle?"

"A fight with their backs to the wall!"

"A desperate struggle!"

"Here it comes!"

Karius's eyes were firm.

His body tilted.

He swung his arm.

He lifted his foot.

Bang!

The football left the ground and flew over the center circle!

It plunged straight into the dense crowd in front of Chelsea's penalty area!

Klopp and Tuchel trembled nervously.

Buffon took small steps, quickly adjusting his position.

Heads surged in the crowd.

All eyes were on the falling football!

Bang!

Someone's head hit it!

The football lost control.

It happened to roll in front of Bakayoko.

The time reached 92 minutes and 28 seconds.

In an instant,

Liverpool's formation frantically tightened.

Chelsea's formation quickly dispersed.

Bakayoko did not daze; what he had to do now was to clear the ball with a big kick.

Bang!

His dark, thick leg swung fiercely.

Lacking physical strength, his movements were deformed, and he miscued.

The football did not fly out of bounds but instead looped toward the frontcourt.

In front of the center circle,

Chelsea's number 10, his clothes fluttering.

In front of Li Kang, there was only one Karius left.

"Bakayoko's precision guidance, a flying meteor!"

"Li Kang's speed is too fast!"

"After fighting for 92 minutes of high-intensity game, he still has such abundant physical strength to sprint!"

"A one-on-one."

"A super long-distance chip shot!"

Li Kang's vision did not reveal any legendary phantoms.

He deduced a reasonable route from God's perspective.

He swung his leg slightly.

Karius didn't have time to retreat; he looked at the impeccable shooting posture in the distance and felt despair.

The football passed over his head.

It heavily landed six yards in front of the goal and bounced into the net.

1:3!!!

Anfield Stadium was silent for a second, then applause thundered.

Liverpool fans stared blankly at the time on the LED screen in the air, one second, two seconds, three seconds, the second hand crossed the twelve o'clock direction, 93 minutes had passed, there was no time left.

They did not blame the team for their adventure at the last moment.

The players on the field were true warriors.

"A decisive goal!"

"A truly meaningful decisive goal!"

"Li Kang killed the game, killing Anfield's last hope."

"An impeccable super long-distance chip shot!"

"Superb footwork."

"Ten minutes ago, no one would have thought that this game would have three goals scored!"

"Applause is also given to Liverpool."

"They did not give up, they fought with all their strength and fought to the last moment!"

"The most glorious moment in a person's life is not when they achieve success, but when they still strive to fight hard in the face of sorrow and despair."

"A true warrior is someone who still loves life after recognizing the truth of life!"

In the broadcast room,

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[A truly meaningful way to kill the game.]

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[Wasn't that offside?]

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[No, he didn't cross the center circle at the beginning.]

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[Time's up, why hasn't the referee blown the whistle to end the game?]

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[Premier League referees strictly implement FIFA's rules: if a goal is scored at the last moment, the football must be placed back at the center circle, restarted, and then the game is stopped.]

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[German referees would blow the final whistle directly.]

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[Earth defense failed!]

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[Liverpool is awesome, being able to fight the Blue Galaxy team to this extent!]

The football was placed back on the center circle.

Firmino gently pushed the ball.

Beep! Beep beep~

The referee blew the whistle to end the entire game.

The players on both sides fell to the grass.

They fought to exhaustion.

The team doctors on both sides ran onto the field with sports drinks.

Dino handed Li Kang a dry towel and quickly peeled a banana.

Tuchel and Klopp shook hands and hugged briefly, then walked toward the tunnel together.

At Anfield Stadium, the excitement subsided, replaced by warm encouragement.

Even if they lost, no fans left voluntarily.

Just like the name of the team song... "You'll Never Walk Alone."

The referee team was also tired.

Not only was the referee panting, but the linesmen were also sweating profusely.

"The game is over."

"An undulating, wonderful Red and Blue showdown!"

"It will become an unforgettable classic battle."

"A heart-stirring last ten minutes!"

"Thank you to both teams for bringing us visual enjoyment."

"Chelsea has continued its dominance over the Premier League!"

"The invincible Blue Galaxy team dominates Europe!"

"The era of Chelsea has arrived!"

"After the loss in this game, Liverpool may completely withdraw from the Premier League title race."

"It doesn't matter, we saw Anfield's perseverance, unity, and courage! This spirit has run through the club's hundred-year history! They can be defeated, but they will not be defeated!"

"One day, Liverpool will once again reach the top of Europe!"

The commentator's mouth was dry.

This game was not only tiring for the players, coaches, and referees, but also for the commentators.

Post-match press conference.

The reporters were eager to try.

Tuchel calmed down and patiently answered questions from the media.

"For the first 82 minutes of the game, we played very well."

"We tactically restrained our opponents in all aspects."

"It wasn't all my on-the-spot adjustments; Li's suggestions were more important."

"His contribution to the team is not only reflected in his own performance."

"Liverpool is very tenacious, they almost tied the score at the last moment."

"I will not blame any Chelsea players, this game has its own particularities, just like the previous game against West Ham United."

The Chelsea coach did not relax.

After leaving the auditorium, he immediately thought about the second leg of the Champions League quarter-finals.

A moment later,

Klopp did not look like a loser.

He was in a good mood, praising the players on the field.

"How to improve and make Liverpool's lineup more perfect? No, in my mind, this Liverpool is already very perfect."

"Our configuration on both ends of the attack and defense is even stronger than Chelsea's."

"Liverpool doesn't have any problems, it's just that Chelsea did some things better."

The midfield was ruined by Li Kang and Kante, causing the Red Arrow trio to have very little room to perform.

Anfield Stadium, the noise gradually subsided.

The breeze on the Mersey River caressed the turf.

The players on both sides lined up to thank their respective fans.

After the crowd dispersed, Li Kang and Karius exchanged jerseys and hugged briefly.

"Li, good luck, let's meet again in the Champions League final!"

Hearing this sentence,

Buffon couldn't help but mutter, "The Pope is 81 years old this year..."

(End of this chapter)