"Ah!"
Lu Yang shouted excitedly!
He was simply too thrilled!
It’s here!
Your damn Ironman has finally arrived!
If it didn’t come soon, I’d really become a cripple!
Lu Yang clenched his fists, veins bulging on his neck, his entire face flushed.
He suddenly dashed towards the soccer ball, lightly flicking it with the instep of his right foot.
The ball soared into the air.
He chased after the ball, and as it bounced off the ground, he quickly headed it, forcing it down.
Before the ball could touch the ground again, he suddenly swung his right leg.
Bam!
A powerful shot sent the ball flying towards Sotu.
Without any warning!
Sotu used his hands to block the ball, which flew a great distance.
The main referee was dumbfounded.
What was going on?
The moment before, Lu Yang was lying on the grass crying, the next he was running again.
Can he still play?
The main referee understood Lu Yang’s eagerness to prove his ability to his head coach but still issued Lu Yang a Yellow Gem. Playing casually after the match was stopped without the whistle blowing again seriously undermined the referee’s authority.
Meanwhile, Sotu’s hands were numb.
"Such strength?" Sotu’s heart skipped a beat; if he hadn’t reached out, he might have been blasted by that kick.
Damn it!
He’s one of us, why such force? Didn’t we agree to hold back when shooting against our own team...
Wait!
Lu Yang just went all out?
Sotu looked towards Lu Yang; ever since Lu Yang got injured, whether in training matches or previous goals, Lu Yang hadn’t shot hard because his body couldn’t support it; he couldn’t exert such force.
But now... did that fall just fix him?
"I can!" Lu Yang shouted to Sotu, "I really can! Believe me!"
The next moment, before Sotu could react, the entire stadium erupted in applause once again.
Countless fans were in tears.
They were conquered by Lu Yang’s indomitable spirit.
A player who conquers his own body like this will definitely become a great player someday!
"Lu Yang still has the ability to run; it seems his fall was more likely caused by accidentally stepping into a hidden pit on the field," the commentator rationalized.
Maintaining a top-tier stadium requires quite a bit of skill.
Regardless of how well-maintained, after a ninety-minute match, the turf will have plenty of wear, and hidden pits are quite normal.
Oftentimes, the erratic bouncing of the ball is caused by these pits or bumps.
"Alright, after a few minutes of pause, the match continues. Lu Yang remains on the field to continue participating as San Remo has no substitution slots left, and if he exits, San Remo will play with ten men." The commentator said, ""
"Are you really okay?" Morici approached Lu Yang, somewhat skeptical.
"Do you believe I can break the net with one kick now?" Lu Yang said, "Trust me, consider me as Izalelt, and we still have a chance!"
Lu Yang looked at the countdown on the Moment Card.
This time, the Kaka Moment Card granted him a total of ten minutes.
After the previous run and the match interruption due to his recent fall, the card’s efficacy had only two minutes left.
He urgently hoped the match would resume immediately.
Whistle!
With a whistle blow, the match resumed.
San Remo returned the ball to AC Milan and set up a defensive formation.
AC Milan desired victory; although during extra time their advantage was greater, they couldn’t afford to lose face.
They continued aggressive attacks, with both wings flying.
But since the left back had to guard against Lu Yang, their attacks were better on the right flank.
Meanwhile, Lu Yang truly delivered on his words, unfazed by his previous injuries, he began sprinting full force, bringing oppressive defense to AC Milan’s ball carriers.
In the eighty-plus minutes, who else but Lu Yang could still maintain such intensity?
At this point, even AC Milan’s midfielder couldn’t withstand it, and under Lu Yang’s pressing defense, they hurriedly passed the ball.
And Morici, the little fellow who stayed close to Andrés, seeing the pass, immediately intercepted it, completing the steal.
San Remo gained possession!
Andrés immediately went for the steal, but Morici didn’t keep the ball, instead passing it to Lu Yang right after intercepting and quickly moved sideways, creating distance from Lu Yang.
Andrés and their midfielder simultaneously rushed towards Lu Yang.
Lu Yang made a lob pass back to Morici.
Morici used positioning to achieve the purpose of ball control.
After that, Lu Yang turned, darting straight into the left-front field.
AC Milan’s right back was also pressing forward to attack, leaving a large gap on their right side.
AC Milan’s center-back lineup immediately shifted towards the right to fill this gap.
Elsewhere, after Morici received the ball, he didn’t rush to pass it; instead, he held onto it for around three seconds, and when AC Milan’s players were about to surround him, he performed two fried meatballs to prevent the ball from being snatched, then executed a long pass.
The ball headed towards San Remo’s left-front field.
The ball soared high.
At this point, Lu Yang had already sprinted to the left flank, near the attacking third zone.
Behind him, Bai Zhami was running cross from the left to the middle, knowing AC Milan’s right-back couldn’t catch up to Lu Yang, simply followed Bai Zhami to defend against him.
Because he saw their two center-backs had already rushed out from the penalty area.
One of the center-backs stood where the right-back was supposed to be, engaging in a physical challenge with Lu Yang.