Perfect Center

Chapter 190 3 points!

Chapter 190 Three points!

Xia Han saw the football go into the net and ran quickly towards the corner flag area.

Dortmund teammates rushed up one after another!
"You kid, another hat trick!"

"Xia! You're awesome! With your goal scoring efficiency, the Golden Boot should be yours, not me!"

"The follow-up shot was great, but I felt a little bad that I didn't have an assist!"

Bauman took a deep breath, stood there, put his hands on his waist, and picked up the football with a helpless look on his face.

Just a minute ago, all Hoffenheim players were still dreaming of scoring another goal to equalize the score.

And with a score of 3-1.

It was undoubtedly empty talk for Hoffenheim to score two goals in the last ten minutes.

Courtside.

Nagelsmann was completely stunned.

what happened?

The instructions were just issued, but they haven't been executed yet? How come another goal was scored!
The assistant coach on the side was extremely anxious. He looked at Nagelsmann and said, "There are only ten minutes left. How should we adjust? Do we still have a chance?"

"In this situation, the chance of a comeback is small, but definitely not zero!" Nagelsmann came to his senses and started yelling at the players on the field to boost their morale!

The other side.

Tuchel obviously did not expect that the attack would be effective so quickly.

"In the last ten minutes, the balance of victory has tilted infinitely towards us!"

"Boss, how do we make adjustments next?" Michels asked.

"Hoffenheim's formation is in disarray. There is no need to panic in the next game. We just need to follow our preset tactics." Tuchel said calmly.

The game restarted in the middle circle.

Ute passed the ball back to Polanski.

Hoffenheim's offensive formation pressed forward instantly!
"Press forward in force!"

“We were two goals behind and there were less than ten minutes left!”

"Theoretically there is no possibility for Hoffenheim to turn the tables!"

"But the ball is round! On this green field, everything is possible!"

Schwegler in the midfield moved forward, while the two left midfielders pushed forward.

"Hoffenheim's backcourt seems empty, but they can't care about that at the moment!"

Apart from the three central defenders in the backcourt, only the restless Rudy was left lagging behind.

"Kardrabek!"

"Nice dribbling move! This Czech striker who transferred from Sparta Prague to Hoffenheim has pretty good dribbling skills!"

"One kick to pass the ball!"

Dortmund's forty-meter zone.

Kadrabek made a pass and found Polanski!
Polanski observed Dortmund's defensive formation before receiving the ball. He has a good ability to create opportunities this season.

He faced the football, made a fake move, and rushed past Laettner from the other side!
"Eh!"

Just as Polanski was feeling delighted, he discovered that a figure had already approached him and neatly poked the ball away while he was dribbling!

"Xia Han! Positive attitude!"

"The quick pursuit at this moment disrupted Hoffenheim's counterattack!"

"The ball that was poked away landed at Aubameyang's feet!"

"Dortmund's counterattack is coming again!"

"Can Hoffenheim resist?"

Nagelsmann was scratching his head on the sidelines, wondering what the Chinese striker meant by being so aggressive in chasing back at the last minute.

"Mkhitaryan, Gundogan, and Xia Han are speeding up like crazy!"

"Open a fan!"

"Gundogan receives the ball and sends a through ball!"

"Wow! Xia Han is in position! His speed and stamina are too terrifying!" "It's like riding a Hot Wheels!"

Xia Han’s forward-moving posture is like that of a demon!
Rudy, who was lagging behind, saw several Dortmund players rushing forward, and he thought that Hoffenheim's defense would definitely fall apart and would not be able to resist the attack!
Snapped!
Xia Han observed Hoffenheim's defense line and made a quick pass!

The straight pass was like a sharp blade, and was stabbed by Xia Han to the right side outside Hoffenheim's penalty area!

Mkhitaryan's figure appeared in the position of the football.

Facing Xia Han's slightly faster through ball, Mkhitaryan gritted his teeth and sped up, just about to take advantage of the situation to pass the ball into the penalty area and get a good chance to shoot!
When the ball is about to enter the penalty area.

Suddenly, Mkhitaryan felt the perspective change. What he saw in front of him was not Hoffenheim's goal, but the blue sky and white clouds above the Vistafalen Stadium.

"Mkhitaryan!"

"He was dragged to the ground just as he was about to enter the penalty area!"

"A pull from Rudy! He doesn't hold back on his fouls!"

"This is a crucial tactical foul! But it's still bad news for Nagelsmann!"

"Because Rudy seemed to have forgotten that he still had a yellow card!"

"Two yellow cards turned into one red card! Dortmund also got a free kick in a good position!"

The referee walked up to Rudy.

First he took out a yellow card, and then showed a red card to Rudy.

"There is no problem with the penalty! Rudy is sent off with a red card!"

"Hoffenheim is in a desperate situation! They have one man sent off!"

“Time is running out for them, which is both good news and bad news!”

"The good news is: even if it's ten against eleven, the time when the few beat the many doesn't last long! The bad news is: the suspense of the game is completely killed!"

The referee took out a spray and drew a "U" at the place where Mkhitaryan fell, indicating that this was the position for Dortmund to take the free kick.

The game continued, Mkhitaryan, Gundogan and Xia Han stood in front of the penalty spot.

"Who will take the free kick?"

"Xia Han? He once scored a beautiful direct shot from this position!"

"You can see that many fans in the stands around have already taken out their mobile phones. They are expecting Xia Han to give them a violent free kick that is very entertaining!"

Bauman directed the human wall seriously.

As he said at the beginning, he didn't want to be the background of the world wave.

Beep!
As soon as the whistle sounded, Xia Han started to run diagonally, and Mkhitaryan decisively passed the ball diagonally in front of Xia Han!
Snapped!
Xia Han caught a gap in Hoffenheim's defense and shot with his left foot!

"Dortmund didn't shoot directly!"

"Mkhitaryan passed the ball to Xia Han who made a diagonal run!"

"Xia Han, who has balanced ability with both feet, kicks the ball directly!"

Bang!
Hummels' body appeared on the trajectory of the football!

"Wow!"

"Block it out!"

"Süle sacrificed himself to block Xia Han's powerful shot!"

Hummels felt like several stars appeared in front of his eyes.

"Are you okay?" He heard the questions from his teammates and Xia Han.

Hummels waved his hand to indicate that there was no problem.

Time passed by minute by minute.

Before Rudy was sent off, Hoffenheim was under great pressure.