The starting lineups for both teams are as follows:

Barcelona (4-3-3):

Goalkeeper: Valdés

Defenders: Alves, Piqué, Puyol, Abidal

Midfielders: Xavi, Busquets, Iniesta

Forwards: Messi, Sánchez, Pedro

Real Madrid (4-3-3):

Goalkeeper: Casillas

Defenders: Srna, Ramos, Pepe, Marcelo

Midfielders: Khedira, Alonso, Kaká

Forwards: Bale, Benzema, Suker

"This is the 2011/2012 La Liga season, 16th round, Barcelona hosting Real Madrid. It's also the direct showdown between La Liga's two most prolific scorers!"

"In the past 15 rounds, Suker has scored 26 goals, and Messi has scored 25 goals. In just 15 rounds, they've achieved goal tallies other players can't reach in a full season!"

"And today, these two top players in La Liga face off once again. Will Real Madrid secure the win, or will Barcelona wipe away their past shame?"

With the commentator González's impassioned voice,

the referee blew the whistle to start the match.

As the whistle sounded,

Barcelona immediately kicked off and launched an attack.

Real Madrid also pressed high up the pitch, not allowing Barcelona to pass the ball easily.

Suker charged into the opposition half; he had already marked his target.

Busquets!

In the past few matches, Busquets had become the key link for Suker to defeat Barcelona.

Unexpectedly, Guardiola still decided to use Busquets for this match. Had he not learned his lesson?

Since he dared to field Busquets, Suker dared to keep applying pressure!

Busquets constantly looked around. As the single defensive midfielder, he was responsible for linking the defense and midfield.

However, he also needed to keep an eye on Suker's movement.

After all, this guy had made him look very embarrassed more than once.

Thump!

Busquets passed the ball back, not giving Suker a chance to press him, while moving sideways a couple of steps to create a receiving space.

But Suker immediately followed, just not letting Busquets receive the ball.

"Damn it!"

Busquets cursed under his breath; he knew it would be like this.

But...

"Pass to me!"

Xavi dropped back to offer support.

Before receiving the ball, Xavi glanced at Busquets, which misled Bale, who took a step towards Busquets. But Xavi turned the other way, arcing a wide circle, facing the attacking direction, and slotted the ball to Pedro.

Pedro passed sideways to Iniesta.

Messi was preparing to receive the ball, but Kaká actively dropped back to mark him closely.

Seeing Messi had no space to receive, Iniesta played a one-two with Sánchez. Near the edge of the penalty area, Iniesta managed a shot, attempting the first effort.

But the ball was safely gathered into Casillas's arms.

Casillas looked up towards the far end, got up from the ground, and immediately sprinted towards the edge of the penalty area.

Just before the line, Casillas threw the ball past the halfway line, aiming to find Suker.

At that moment, Xavi and Busquets also closed in on Suker, intending to干扰 (disturb/interfere).

But Suker still got ahead of both of them, withstanding the physical challenge, and used the instep to flick the ball to the laterally advancing Kaká.

Kaká drove the ball forward at high speed along the wing.

Suker also stayed a bit behind, ensuring an angle for a potential cutback pass.

But seeing Kaká continue deep, Suker started moving towards the left half-space area.

Tap!

Kaká had no space to dribble past; he passed the ball back to Suker.

Suker looked up towards the goal. At that moment, Busquets immediately closed in, wanting to block.

Suker shaped to shoot.

Busquets rushed in front of Suker and jumped up to increase the blocking area.

But Suker gently tapped the ball with his foot, moving sideways in the opposite direction of Busquets's jump to shake him off.

"Follow up!"

Puyol shouted.

Piqué immediately rushed over.

Suker again made a motion to shoot, and Piqué again made a blocking movement.

Suker moved sideways again, completing the evasion.

"Suker shakes off defenders, feints, creating shooting space. Can he..."

Thump!

The moment Suker shot, someone pushed him.

This prevented him from leaning forward, and the shot couldn't be kept down, flying over the crossbar into the stands.

Suker turned his head and saw Xavi gasping for breath; clearly, this guy had sprinted over rapidly and timed his interference perfectly as Suker shot.

Just after the start, Real Madrid and Barcelona each had a shot, but neither resulted in a goal.

Mourinho turned to look at Messi.

In that attack just now, Kaká dropped back to mark Messi. Iniesta, seeing someone next to Messi, didn't pass. Clearly, Messi doesn't like physical battles, nor is he good at them.

If it were Suker, the ball would have been passed hard towards him anyway, and Suker would have charged forward to receive it.

At the same time, on the other side, Guardiola also looked at Suker.

He thought Suker's style was too selfish.

Sometimes he could fully cooperate with his teammates. Like in that dribble just now, Suker had already beaten two men. He could have slipped it forward to Benzema or passed diagonally to Bale.

But Suker didn't pass; he chose to do it himself.

If it were Messi, he would have already provided an assist using his blind-side vision.

"Real Madrid and Barcelona have each had a shot. After the match started, they skipped the probing phase entirely. Both teams are trying to score as quickly as possible!"

4th minute: Barcelona won a free kick in the attacking third. Messi took it; the ball went just wide of the post.

7th minute: Real Madrid corner.

Suker outjumped Puyol in the aerial duel, but under pressure from two defenders, he couldn't get a clean header. The ball lacked power and was punched away by goalkeeper Valdés.

Both teams' offenses were full of firepower.

Suker and Messi were going band for band.

Both were seeking the opportunity to score first!

11th minute: Real Madrid circulating the ball in midfield.

Alonso received the ball and noticed Bale and Suker had stretched Barcelona's midfield wide.

This created some space between Xavi and Busquets.

At the same time, Suker was also getting restless.

Suker suddenly pushed higher, rushing next to Piqué. Piqué was drawn to Suker, creating space between him and Puyol.

A fleeting opportunity!

Alonso's eyes lit up. He played a through ball along the central axis!

It was a dagger-like through pass, piercing through the entire defensive line.

At the same time, Suker suddenly started his run from the left, cutting in diagonally.

"Alonso!! Through ball!!—"

Suker sprinted forward with all his might.

Piqué, while turning, couldn't grab Suker in time, leaving him behind Suker.

Damn it!

Puyol rushed over quickly.

Barcelona goalkeeper Valdés also came off his line.

"Suker!! How will he handle this ball!"

Suker caught up to the ball. He saw Puyol coming across with a sliding tackle.

This made Suker stop abruptly, planting his foot on the ball.

This pause made Puyol slide past Suker, and the onrushing goalkeeper Valdés was also blocked by Puyol. Stopping suddenly, Valdés lost his balance and fell to his knees.

Seeing this, Suker gently chipped the ball.

The ball lofted over the goalkeeper towards the goal.

"Suker chips it!!. Oh~~~ Piqué!!"

On the screen, Piqué was sprinting back towards the goal.

Just as the ball was dropping, Piqué leaped up, his boot hitting the ball hard, but he couldn't hook it out. The ball hit the roof of the net and dropped down.

"Gooooooooooooooooooooooooaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaal!!!"

González roared!

"11 minutes into the match, Suker scores first!! A brilliant chip!"

"However, Alonso's through ball was also crucial. This surgical through ball tore open Barcelona's defense, helping Real Madrid take the lead!"

On screen, Suker was running towards the corner flag to celebrate.

The entire stadium was filled with boos.

But Suker's face was full of smiles; he turned and pointed towards Alonso from a distance.

"Alonso! Awesome!"

Alonso laughed as he ran towards Suker; he was also extremely pleased with his through ball.

Indeed, the through ball is an art!

He loved this kind of pass that cuts through the defense.

"Real Madrid leads Barcelona 1-0 away from home. This is not good news! Statistically speaking, Real Madrid has never lost a game when leading!"

González's voice transmitted through TVs to bars all over Barcelona.

The Barcelona fans there immediately became agitated.

"Shut up!"

"Rubbish statistics!"

"Messi will equalize! No! He'll turn the game around!"

"Just you wait!"

The Barcelona fans waved their fists and shouted.

In Madrid's bars, the Real Madrid fans were overjoyed.

Barcelona made such a big scene, acting like they were going to wipe away their shame.

But didn't we score first?

At this moment, they felt immensely superior!

That's right!

We're suppressing you!

Even in your home ground, we're still suppressing you!

Clap clap clap clap clap clap clap!!

In Real Madrid's box, the legends, led by Florentino, applauded and even hugged in celebration.

Zidane praised; "Alonso's through ball was excellent, accurately seizing the moment!"

"Suker and Bale's movement was also very good, especially Suker's sudden push higher which pulled Piqué out. Facing the fleeting gap, Alonso accurately grasped it!"

"This is the key to this goal: good coordination and instinct!"

Zidane nodded; "This is Real Madrid's key weapon now!"

Amancio's face also wore a chrysanthemum-like smile, his wrinkled skin trembling.

"Is no one praising Suker? As a striker, his calm finishing in front of goal was also crucial!"

Hearing this, Zidane couldn't help but grin.

This old gentleman probably doesn't watch many games or follow Real Madrid much.

If he watched more, he wouldn't be amazed by this kind of performance.

Once Suker enters the penalty area, his chance conversion ability is world-renowned.

So there's no need to doubt Suker's efficiency in front of goal.

Guardiola frowned, watching the pitch, clenching his fists.

This conceded goal was due to some defensive laxity. Of course, Suker's run was one key reason, but more importantly, there was a lack of communication.

But most crucially, Messi didn't seem to be fully in form yet.

He absolutely had to get Messi's form heated up.

Thinking this, Guardiola immediately shouted; "Leo, drop back more to touch the ball!"

Form is something that needs constant touches to awaken. Mourinho wanted to isolate Messi up front, so he would have Messi drop back, operate in the more crowded midfield, increase touches to stimulate his form.

But before that...

"Don't let Suker score again!"

Guardiola said through gritted teeth.

On the pitch, Barcelona kicked off again.

After scoring a goal, Real Madrid's morale soared. Their pressing was more forceful, constantly using high pressing to disrupt Barcelona's buildup.

However, with Messi dropping back, he became an additional passing option,一on one hand to pressure Messi's form and excitement, on the other hand to increase midfield control.

Barcelona's tiki-taka was still as sharp!

Fully utilizing the width, relying on constant one-touch passes and evasions, they could pass even in tight and dangerous areas.

But Real Madrid was also very aware of this, so they constantly applied pressure, constantly pressed and followed.

They didn't expect to quickly disrupt Barcelona's tiki-taka; it was a relatively long process.

Barcelona was progressing through passes!

Real Madrid was biting hard not letting go!

This scene had been shown in many clashes between the two teams, and it was the same now.

Just as Pedro received the ball, Srna suddenly stepped up to block Pedro's turning space.

At the same time, Bale ahead and Khedira to the side quickly positioned themselves, directly isolating Pedro on the wing.

"Damn it!"

Iniesta saw this and immediately moved to support!

"Pass it here!"

Pedro panickedly passed the ball. At that moment, Khedira made a sliding tackle, knocking the ball to Bale.

Belle one-touched it sideways, then turned and sprinted forward.

At the landing point of the ball, Kaká suddenly appeared, meeting the ball and playing it forward!

"Gareth Bale!! He's off!!"

Bale sprinted with all his might, racing down the wing.

Abidal turned and sprinted, but couldn't keep up with Bale's speed at all. It was one body length at the start, and by the time Bale received the ball, it was two.

"Benz!"

Bale shouted, sweeping the ball across the goalmouth.

Benzema, holding off Puyol and Piqué, appeared in the small box.

Under pressure, Benzema still managed to poke the ball with his toe, but it hit the kneeling goalkeeper Valdés's knee and bounced out.

"Behind!"

Puyol turned and roared, then suddenly, his eyes widened.

A white jersey fluttered in the wind, the muscles of the standing leg clearly visible, the swinging right foot smashing into the ball.

Swish!

The ball slammed into the net, making it ripple violently!

"Goal!!!!!!!!!! Another goal!!!! Suker!!"

"16 minutes, a brace!!"

"In just five minutes, Suker has scored two goals! Real Madrid leads Barcelona 2-0 away!"

"For Barcelona, this is a terrible start! If they don't adjust quickly, they will be suppressed by Real Madrid!"

The entire Camp Nou fell briefly quiet before the fans started shouting loudly.

Messi!!!!!!!!!—

Messi!!!!!!!!!—

Messi!!!!!!!!!—

"The fans are chanting Messi's name. Perhaps they know that in such a situation, only Messi can save Barcelona!"

By now, Real Madrid had also finished their second celebration and returned to their half.

Suker couldn't help but let out a breath.

It felt like this match was going much smoother than expected.

His teammates' performances were also above average, their overall form better than usual.

Next was to stabilize the defense and look for counter-attacks!

But 'stabilizing the defense' was the key!

Suker didn't think the current Messi would just wait to be defeated.

Entering the 20th minute, Messi's form also gradually began to heat up.

From initially just receiving and passing, he began to turn and dribble forward, though he passed mostly safe balls, observing his teammates' runs while maintaining possession.

"Steady! Keep the rhythm!"

Messi rarely spoke.

He also moved towards the center, asking for the ball with his back to goal.

Xavi passed the ball to Messi.

The moment Messi prepared to receive it, he noticed Kaká, Alonso, and Khedira instantly closing in on him.

A instant three-man encirclement; if Messi controlled the ball, they could press him.

In a flash, Messi saw a figure sprinting past from behind Khedira through the crowd. Messi's eyes lit up.

He feinted to control the ball, opening his feet.

"Letting it through?! Oh~~~~ Iniesta!!"

Messi's sudden decision to let the ball through was surprising.

But it also helped Iniesta charge towards the defensive line.

Sánchez, Iniesta, and Pedro.

Three players charging the defense.

Iniesta looked up towards Sánchez, feinted a pass, then suddenly cut inside, trying to get past Ramos.

At that moment, Ramos stretched out a leg to poke the ball but missed, instead tripping Iniesta.

Peep!!

A sharp whistle sounded.

The referee pointed to the penalty spot.

"Penalty!!! Ramos fouled!!"

"Barcelona wins a crucial penalty in the 24th minute. Can this penalty sound the horn for a counterattack?"

"Messi comes to the spot to take the penalty!"

The entire Camp Nou fell silent.

100,000 Barcelona fans were utterly quiet.

They didn't want to disturb Messi's penalty.

Then, Messi took his run-up and shot.

Casillas dove with all his might; he went to the left, but Messi shot to the right. The ball dinged off the post and rebounded into the net.

When the ball hit the post, Messi also got a fright.

But thankfully, it went in!

"Goal!!! Messi scores from the penalty spot, Barcelona pulls one back!!"

"Barcelona 1:2 Real Madrid!! After 20 minutes of settling in, Messi's form has finally been awakened!"