At long last, the head referee blew the final whistle.
After Yang Yang scored from the direct free kick, the Barcelona players still forced themselves to rally and returned to the center circle for the restart. But as soon as the ball was kicked, the match ended.
Real Madrid had ultimately overturned Barcelona three to two, thanks to Yang Yang's hat-trick!
They had fallen behind twice and equalized twice—leveling the score in the eighty-ninth minute and completing the comeback in the ninety-seventh. Such a dramatic match was destined to become yet another classic in Champions League history.
When the final whistle sounded, Yang Yang stood rooted to the spot and let out a heavy breath.
It was finally over!
He had played the entire match with his nerves taut, never daring to relax or let his guard down. It had taken a tremendous toll on him. The physical strain from his final long-range shot and direct free kick was secondary; the mental exhaustion had been far greater.
Real Madrid's substitutes and staff had long been waiting at the sidelines. The moment the whistle blew, they all rushed onto the pitch and began celebrating wildly. The Real Madrid fans in the stands were no less enthusiastic, roaring and cheering deafeningly.
Their dream of defending the Double Crown had finally come true!
This had never happened in Champions League history before. It was truly unprecedented!
Every one of them would go down in history because of tonight's match, remembered by everyone!
It filled each of them with exhilaration, excitement, and boundless glory!
"Good grief, I never thought you had that trick up your sleeve!"
Zidane hurried over, grabbed Yang Yang, and pulled him into a tight hug, grinning from ear to ear.
Yang Yang chuckled and shook his head. "I thought