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Chapter 189

Chapter 189

"Aww!" Ilgner yelled with wide eyes. Last season, he was still the owner of this stadium, but later, he didn't get the notice of Real Madrid's contract renewal. The reason is obvious: you are old!

"Beautiful save! Bodo has now proved how stupid it is for Real Madrid to abandon him. He is definitely a top goalkeeper." Riddle roared very excitedly, the counterattack of the abandoned player is too powerful.

Gonzalez explained with some helplessness: "Raul's shot is impeccable, but Bodo's save is also nothing to say. Let us wish Bodo a bright future in Borussia Mönchengladbach."

Ilgner's save also made Borussia Mönchengladbach fans very excited. In fact, at the beginning of the season, everyone thought that the main goalkeeper was none other than Butters, and they didn't pay much attention to Ilgner.

But now that Butters is in a sluggish state, Karl decisively let Ilgner be the starting goalkeeper for this UEFA Champions League. Now it seems that Karl's decision is very wise.

Nick rushed over and gave Ilgna a high five: "Hey, Bodo, you did such a good job!"

"Haha, Nick, I've guarded this door for you, but you have to find a way to break the door opposite." Irgner said humorously.

"That's right, Bodo, I will teach the young goalkeeper on the opposite side a lesson." Nick did not forget to tease Casillas at this moment, completely forgetting that he was 2 years younger than Casillas.

But Nick was not careless, Real Madrid's big players rushed into the penalty area of ​​Borussia Mönchengladbach, ready to compete for this corner kick.

"I'm staring at them all, we can't let them grab the spot!" Nick shouted loudly.

Borussia Mönchengladbach's penalty area was chaotic, but no matter how Morientes, Sanchez and others ran, there was always a Borussia Mönchengladbach player entangled them tightly.

Figo took a corner kick, and the ball passed over the penalty area of ​​Borussia Mönchengladbach. No one jumped up to fight for it, and it fell silently into the bottom line on the other side of the goal.

"Damn it, it really is a master. This arc, as long as someone touches it, it will definitely go in." Nick clicked his tongue, deeply admiring Figo's footwork.

The defensive strength of Borussia Mönchengladbach's players made Carl very satisfied off the court. This is the rhythm of the Champions League. Even if the opponent is Real Madrid, they can't just play wild in their own penalty area.

Ilgner kicked the goal kick, and he pressed forward with both hands vigorously, signaling his teammates to rush to the frontcourt.

Nick thought to himself that this is indeed the time to counterattack. Although the away game should be based on stability, Borussia Mönchengladbach is an ambitious team. Even if it is Real Madrid, I am not afraid!

Nick didn't go too deep. Although he can be a center forward with his height of 1.96m, he is well aware of his own characteristics, which are hard feet and stronger lethality.

Makelele followed Nick closely. This seemingly ordinary midfielder is actually the easiest to confuse people. Nick’s later generations know how powerful this French midfielder is. Behind the gorgeous Real Madrid midfielder, this hard-working French player is a powerful defender of the space behind them.

"Hey, Claude, why are you staring at me? You should be marking David." Nick had a wicked smile on his face, distracting Makelele's attention.

"David has Manuel marking him, and you are my target." Makelele said coldly, his whole expression resembled a character in Gu Long's works.

Nick thought to himself that a master is a master, and it seems that he can only fight against Makelele. With your stature, you are not enough for me, right?

The ball flew over, and Irgner's strength was strong enough. The ball flew directly in front of the Real Madrid penalty area, and the landing point was also very accurate to find Trezeguet.

Although Trezeguet hit the ball, he was also pushed by Sanchez behind him. He staggered and couldn't hold the ball firmly. Sanchez took advantage of the situation and stabbed him.

The ball happened to roll towards Nick. Nick opened his right arm, stopped Makelele next to him, and grabbed the ball sideways.

But Makelele's sweeping kick also came over, and Makelele realized Nick's movement, and he had to destroy the ball before Nick made the next move.

Nick moved, the ball was going to be swept by Makelele, and the attack would be over, so Nick suddenly had an idea, slammed his heel, turned 180 degrees, flashed behind Makelele, and wiped it away!

"Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-so-nice! Nick is so amazing. He's like Zidane's soul at this moment. Let's look forward to his shot!" Riddle stood up excitedly.

Nick started, and Makelele had already been left behind by him, and he couldn't catch up anyway. Now Nick decided to go it alone.

Both Sanchez and Elguera hesitated a bit. Beside them, Trezeguet and Larson were running. They put the opponent's open space in the penalty area, which is no different from not marking people on the basketball court. Regarding these two shooters, Real Madrid defenders have studied them. When they are unmarked, the probability of scoring in the penalty area is as high as 80%.

While they were hesitating, Nick had already rushed to the penalty area line, and immediately after a loud 'touch', the ball flew up, making everyone in the penalty area stunned and almost fainted.

"GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO'ing''" Riddle roared incoherently. Facing such a wonderful goal, Riddle has reason to scream piercingly.

Gonzalez looked incredible: "Oh? Buy Karma! This goal has been scored! Nick broke through the goal guarded by Igor. Although Igor made a save, the ball was too powerful. Real Madrid must be careful. This Borussia Mönchengladbach team is definitely a giant killer."

Nick rushed up excitedly, and his first goal in the Champions League was awarded to Real Madrid, who won the most Champions Leagues. It was so cool.

Kill the strongest opponent, then you will be the strongest, Champions League, I must sing Conquer!

Nick's blond hair fell on the hearts of the Borussia Mönchengladbach fans, and they were all itchy and yelling crazily.

"Long live the prince!"

"Good job Nick!"

"Go, Prince Nick! Go, Borussia Mönchengladbach!"

And in the stands, there are a few beauties who are particularly eye-catching. If Nick pays attention, he can definitely recognize them as Bai Jie, Cang Jing, Diane Kruger, Paris Hilton, Xue Er, Yang Jiaojiao and Cathy. Coincidentally, the positions of these beauties are connected in a line, one next to the other, although they don't know each other's identity yet.

It can be seen that they all knew that this was Nick's first Champions League game, so they all came to support Nick.

Seeing Nick's goal, the beauties put aside their reserve and screamed frantically, cheering for Nick. The power of Nick's shot really fascinated them.

"I love you to death, Nick!"

Then, the beauties immediately looked at each other, staring at each other with hostility.

"What did you say?"

(End of this chapter)