A Duel to the Death!

  "BANG!!!"

  The soccer ball went over Su Yun's hand.

  Then it smashed into the lower edge of the crossbar.

  After refracting, it slammed down hard towards the ground!

  The soccer ball had a pronounced downward spin, and after hitting the ground on the goal line, instead of flying inside the goal, it flew to the outside of the goal.

  Su Yun's second reaction was the fastest.

  Almost instinctively, he struck the ball hard with his fist, sending it straight away.

  But this time he saw that Crowe had already started to slide on his knees to celebrate, and Real Madrid's players had gathered around him.

  "Did you lose the ball again?"

  "Lose another one so soon?"

  Su Yun couldn't believe it at this point!

  You've only conceded one goal all season, and you're going to concede two today?

  A sense of powerlessness set in.