Santiago Bernabeu Stadium
All eyes were focused on Chen Zhong at the edge of the penalty area.
Without the slightest hesitation, he was so confident. Even as the ball hung in mid-air, his thigh swung powerfully toward it.
The Bayern Munich players nearby had no chance to remedy it.
"Boom!"
The ball made an intimate contact with the instep.
It instantly surged upwards, and upon reaching a certain height, it descended like a giant axe, slashing fiercely toward Bayern Munich's goal.
Hans But, having made two spectacular saves, quickly adjusted his position, his eyes fixed on the ball, stretching his arms out as far as he could, trying to seize Chen Zhong's shot from mid-air.
The ball made intimate contact with his palm.
Just when Bayern Munich fans were ready to cheer another miraculous save, facing a shot of such intense power, Hans But, as he had shown many times in his career...
His hand slipped!
