<Super Equalizer! Lu Yang Scored from a Corner, Refusing to Lose!>
<Camp Nou's Supreme Emperor—Lu! Three Goals and an Assist Helped Barcelona Hold Off Real Madrid!>
Four-All! Barcelona Hadn't Lost!
<Winning Header! Real Madrid Occupied the Grass, Barcelona Ruled the Sky!>
<Barcelona Held a Major Advantage! Real Madrid's Iron Defender Was Sent Off and Would Leave Them Short-Handed Next Match!>
<Real Madrid Held a Major Advantage! With Four Away Goals in Hand, a Draw in the Second Leg Would Be Enough to Win!>
The first leg of the Champions League semifinal between Real Madrid and Barcelona had ended.
The plot was impossible to predict.
Barcelona had somehow miraculously reached the ceiling everyone had believed they might reach—a draw!
With the home-field advantage, they had forced Real Madrid into a draw.
Barcelona had already gotten their money's worth from this season.
As for the second leg, opinions varied wildly.
Real Madrid had ten thousand reasons to win.
Those had been discussed countless times already, so there was no need to repeat them.
Barcelona had only one reason to win, but it was enough.
Barcelona had Lu!
The more Lu Yang there were, the more paths there were.
It had to be admitted that Barcelona had broadened their "Lu" considerably with last summer's signings!
Even the Real Madrid players were left speechless after the match.
Zizo bit his lip, looking somewhat helpless. "There is no doubt that we were the better side. We had every advantage. No club in the world can challenge Real Madrid of the past two years or go toe-to-toe with us."
A reporter immediately asked, "Then how do you explain this match? Barcelona went toe-to-toe with Real Madrid."
Zizo shook his head. "No. I said no club in the world can do that."
Reporter: "Then?"
Zizo: "But Lu