However... Gubbio is just an Italian Third Division team.
And after the initial few pass exchanges, San Remo also felt the anger of Lu Yang.
Sogel, Versachi, Fernandez, these young players followed the younger Lu Yang and started pressing aggressively.
In this situation, the Gubbio player with the ball, number five, had received a hot potato.
He could pass back to the goalkeeper.
But Fernandez was charging aggressively, and once the goalkeeper received the ball, he’d face Fernandez’s pressing, which was somewhat dangerous.
In comparison, passing the ball to the right-back was a better choice.
However, if he passed it over, Lu Yang would immediately press, creating a two-on-one situation with Bai Zhami on the left, and Lu Yang’s position would block the pass route for Gubbio’s right-back.
So the ball should be sent to the midfielder.
The Gubbio number five, after contemplating, passed the ball back to the midfield core who had just passed to him.
However, Lu Yang, who was initially rushing towards him, seemed to have foreseen it, and directly turned back, rushing towards the Gubbio midfield core.
Gubbio’s number five knew something was wrong but it was too late to retract his leg.
The ball was sent out like that and was intercepted by Lu Yang near the left of the center line.
Gubbio’s number five deeply knew he had made a mistake, panicked by Lu Yang, and wasn’t calm enough.
To redeem himself, he quickly charged at Lu Yang, attempting to regain possession.
At the very least, he needed to take down Lu Yang, not allowing him to advance all the way to the big penalty area before Gubbio’s defense was set, as that was Lu Yang’s sweet spot, which all Italian Third Division teams knew.
Bam!
A cannonball came flying head-on.
Flying just three centimeters over Gubbio number five’s head.
If he were a tiny bit taller, he might have been shot down by that blast.
Was this a... long-range shot?
With cold sweat, Gubbio number five turned to look at the ball.
They saw the ball soaring high, like a rainbow, floating into the goal.
And the goalkeeper, still near the boundary of the big penalty box, sighed helplessly.
He spread his hands, indicating he was powerless.
"GOAL!"
"Oh my God, it’s happening again, it’s happening again!"
"Can you believe it, Lu Yang’s midfield lob shot is here again!"
"If I remember correctly, this summer, Lu Yang had a super long lob shot from midfield that made Arsenal relive their shameful season."
"Now, the Italian Best has repeated the trick, with a lob shot of at least fifty meters, punishing Italian Third Division team Gubbio."
"This goal resulted from an error pass by Gubbio’s number five player, intercepted by Lu Yang, who took a direct lob shot."
"We can see that number five actually had a chance to block Lu Yang’s shot, but he shrank his neck at the critical moment, allowing the ball to fly over his head."
"It’s a natural reaction, yet regrettable.
"Fans who have watched Lu Yang’s matches should know that in the face of such offense, Lu Yang never backs down. He has blocked opponents’ shots using his body, even his head and face, and dares to make clearances under opponents’ cleats."
"Who is the true tough guy is clear at a glance."
"Moreover, it’s worth mentioning that this goal occurred at one minute and seven seconds after the match started, breaking the record set by Arezzo Team’s central forward two years ago, giving birth to a brand new fastest goal record in the Italian Third Division!"
"At the same time, the ultra-long distance of fifty-two meters is also the farthest goal record in the Italian Third Division! Lu Yang’s goal broke two records, let’s congratulate him! It’s an extraordinary achievement!"
After the goal, Lu Yang didn’t celebrate arrogantly, instead, he walked over to Gubbio’s number five player and said, "You don’t need to worry about my matters with Sofia. You’d better think about your situation in this match first. I can tell you straightforwardly that you’re dead meat!"
Gubbio’s number five player was still lamenting his narrow escape. If he had blocked that ball with his head, he would definitely have suffered a concussion.
Midfield lob shots are not just skillful; they must have force as well.
"You’re just lucky," the number five player feigned calmness.
Lu Yang smiled and said, "I’ll make the next goal right in front of you again!"
With that, Lu Yang turned around.
Gubbio’s number five player was left stunned.
This scene seemed familiar to him.
Wasn’t this what the famous basketball player Bird had said?
But that was basketball, where you could hit eighty to ninety shots in one game, always making one in the predicted spot, but as for football?
Zero to three goals in a game is the norm.
More than five would be an offensive battle, a rare encounter.
Who did Lu Yang think he was?
It wasn’t even certain if he’d score any more in the rest of this game!
Gubbio’s number five player sneered at Lu Yang’s statement, but subconsciously, he began to worry for himself.
Because that recent Chinese kid, his shooting touch was heating up!
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Once the match restarted, Gubbio soon felt the violence from San Remo.
And as professional commentators and the coaching team on the sidelines, they could all see that today’s San Remo was different from the previous two games.
The commentator said, "Oh, we can see, San Remo is playing fiercely today. Their left-back, Lu Yang, kept pressing forward and, alongside Bai Zhami, has turned Gubbio’s right side into a sieve."