On the sidelines, head coach Conte was shouting Courtois' name hysterically. He was desperately hoping for a miracle.
But unfortunately...
The player Courtois was facing this time was none other than the legendary Messi!
As one of the greatest superstars in Europe's top five leagues, there was no need to elaborate on how terrifying Messi's individual skills were.
Standing near the penalty spot, Messi and Courtois locked eyes in a tense face-off.
Just as Courtois prepared to rush forward for an interception, Messi calmly executed a brilliant chip shot.
In a split second.
The ball traced a perfect arc through the air.
Most importantly—
The ball sailed just over Courtois' outstretched hands.
He had no chance to stop it.
At that moment, all Courtois could do was watch helplessly as the ball dropped into the back of the net.
4-3!!
As the first half came to an end, Messi had single-handedly turned the game around for Barcelona with his incredible skill.
The commentator, Zhan Jun, was absolutely electrified!
He shouted into the microphone with excitement:
"What a stunning goal!! A truly breathtaking goal!!"
"This is a perfect display of Messi's individual brilliance!"
"The moment Iniesta passed the ball to Messi, Chelsea's entire defense was practically finished!"
"Nobody can stop Messi!"
"Now the pressure is on Chelsea! If they want to win, they need at least two more goals!"
Chinese fans watching the game felt the pressure mounting.
Many couldn't believe what they had just witnessed.
"Damn it! Messi's individual ability is still unreal!"
"Not just strong—he's completely unstoppable!!"
"To be honest, Chelsea has been playing against top-tier teams non-stop lately. Their schedule has been too intense, and their players must be exhausted..."
"Just give the ball to Su Luo and let him take over!"
"Exactly! If Chelsea wants to turn this around, they have to get the ball to Su Luo more!"
After the restart, Chelsea came out attacking aggressively.
But unfortunately...
The referee didn't give them much time.
The whistle blew, signaling the end of the first half.
The score remained 4-3.
Barcelona, playing away from home, held a narrow lead.
Back in the dressing room, Conte was absolutely furious.
He couldn't understand how his team's defense had been broken down so easily.
Glaring at his players, he roared:
"I've told you a thousand times—we need to put pressure on them!!"
"Barcelona is an elite team! Beating them won't be easy! Every single player needs to stay fully focused!!"
"We have to press their defense! The next 45 minutes will be our last chance!!"
"There's no turning back! We MUST win this game tonight!!"
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