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Chapter 118: Winning the King's Cup(2/2)

When the referee rang the valid whistle of the goal, Lorent did not go to celebrate, and quickly ran into the net to pick up the football and quickly run towards the midone circle.

The commentary from Bilbao TV said loudly: "Lorent punished the penalty penalty, and the plum was twice!"

"Now the score becomes two -to -three, and competition in Bilbao has narrowed the difference, will the miracle appear?"

"But ... this goal is too late, and there is too little time to stay for Bilbao ..."

Maraga TV commentary said loudly: "Now four minutes of stoppage, the referee may sound the whistle of the end of the game at any time, so there is nothing to lose this ball!"

"San Malaga will not create a miracle for Atletico Bilbao!"

The fans sitting in front of the TV listened to this, and I always felt a little weird.

A Ding -level team will not create a miracle for a top league team?!!

Normally, this should be the other way.

Nympho

Cardon Stadium, St. Maraga players are not frustrated, they encourage each other.

And the reduction of Bilbao Atletico players, look at the time on the huge electronic display, a despair flashed in the eyes.

This goal is too late ...

"Well! ..."

The game restarted, Liag transferred football to the backcourt, and the players in Atletico Bilbao are as long as a tide.

However, at this moment, the referee put her whistle in her mouth.

"Oh! Well! Well! ..."

Two short and long whistle sounds!

Maraga TV's commentator grabbed the microphone excitedly and shouted loudly: "The game is over! Three -to two! San Maraka defeated Atletico Bilbao!

"San Maraga is the champion!"

"San Maraga is the champion!"

"San Maraga is the champion!"

"ah!……"

The Pylbao TV commentator regretted: "The game is over, Lorent's penalty has failed to save Atletico Bilbao.

Opportunity to win ... "

The whistle ended at the end of the game was the charge. The St. Malaga bench was crazy, howling and rushing into the court ...

On the court, Liage Yangtian was a long howling, and countless happy tears sprayed out.

Who said that men do not cry, but it is not time to time.

Li Xiaofeng and Yaisa's two little loli on the stands waved their fists with excitement, and cheered along the San Maraga supporters around him.

Looking at the eldest son next to him, Li Xianqi asked strangely: "Boss, when you got the Maraga University admission notice, he was not so excited, today ..."

After taking a deep breath, Li Chuanrui said to his dad: "Dad, you don’t know what this champion means."

"You don't know many professional players, you can't get this championship throughout your life!"

"You see your opponents tonight, they have been waiting for 28 years ... I still have no wish tonight! Many of their players squatted on the turf and wept ..."
Chapter completed!
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