"That’s all you’ve got?" Tulis’ right-back found Lu Yang during the team’s celebration time and trash-talked, "I thought you were something. If you have the guts, point at me again!"
Lu Yang looked calmly at the right-back, but his heart was already enraged.
Not by such low-level trash talk, but by the situation of the match.
He is not a player who can get used to losing.
The matches he’s been involved in have never been lost so far!
He certainly knows that one day he will lose. But... even if he has to lose, it shouldn’t be in such an important and critical match today.
He refuses to become the pitiful fool in everyone’s eyes!
Second place is the biggest loser in any competitive game!
Looking at the time, Lu Yang decided to use the random package he had been saving.
Moment Card!
Come, Moment Card!
Lu Yang looked at the interface.
"Ding! You have gained Player Level Dribbling skill, Bicycle Kick!"
Lu Yang’s brows furrowed tightly.
This... this might not be enough to change the situation on the field.
In the stands.
Arthas: "Lu Yang is angry, he rarely frowns like this."
Maniero: "But it doesn’t seem to be because of that right-back. To be honest, I don’t think Lu Yang took his provocation to heart, he should be troubled by finding no way to break the deadlock."
Carrel: "He is already very outstanding, but today it’s probably difficult to score, because San Remo’s defensive pressure is too great."
Latu Yidi: "Is he the defensive player with a strong offense, Lu Yang? His defense is really outstanding, without him, Tulis could score two more."
Milan’s Youth Training Director Smith shook his head: "There’s no hope. Even if San Remo scores one or two goals, it doesn’t help, they’re two points behind Tulis, only a win can secure the championship. Otherwise, even a draw is a loss, not to mention... they probably can’t even tie."
Benevento Head Coach: "Tulis is a Serie B level team, and in Serie B, they are probably top ranked, their central forward used to be a semi-main central forward for a Serie B team, nobody in the Italian D Division can defend against him."
The situation on the field became increasingly clear.
And just three minutes later, San Remo suffered the biggest setback of the match.
Tulis once again controlled the football near San Remo’s penalty area.
Still the inverted triangle pass.
San Remo’s right midfielder lost his mark, Tulis’ right-back shot from distance again.
Bang!
Lu Yang happened to be in the path of the football, he had nowhere to dodge, finally steeled himself, and chose to block the ball with his face.
A loud bang!
Lu Yang fell to the ground as if hit by a cannonball.
Sofia was instantly stunned.
"Oh my god, this is just too brutal, Lu Yang chose to block the shot with his face at a critical moment! This requires immense courage!"
"Lu Yang is down, the shot was powerful, he probably won’t get up for a while."
"Tulis hasn’t stopped attacking, they’re still fighting for the ball."Discover more novels at net
As the commentator spoke, Lu Yang quickly got up, he didn’t have time to lie on the ground.
Because at this moment, the opponent’s midfielder received the ball outside and sent a strange cross or shot into the penalty area.
Tulis’ beast-like central forward performed an unconventional move, jumping up and flying towards the ball.
If the ball is touched, it’s bound to score.
However...
A head suddenly appeared on the other side of the ball, nudging it to the side.
Then...
Bang!
The person was hit in the face by Tulis’ central forward’s fierce kick.
Beep!
The referee stopped the game and gave Tulis’ central forward a yellow card for a dangerous move.
In fact, even showing a red card for his move would be justified.
But San Remo’s players had no mood to dispute with the referee.
Morici rushed to the scene first, his eyes reddened instantly, then tears fell.
"Oh! My god! This... oh my god... this is just..." The stadium commentator was also stunned, his voice visibly choking, "It’s Lu Yang, it’s Lu Yang!"
"Lu Yang fell to the ground in great pain, he’s bleeding from his nose! Yet he still got up immediately, and flew to head the ball away, preserving San Remo’s goal!"
"But he paid a heavy price for this clearance! He was kicked in the face by Tulis’ central forward, the spikes cut his cheek, leaving a deep, gaping wound at the corner of his eye!"
"The wound is deep and long, and the blood is flowing continuously! Lu Yang’s injury is severe!"
"Tulis’ central forward didn’t complain about the referee’s penalty, he stood by Lu Yang looking somewhat panicked, he knew how dangerous his move was. But scoring is his instinct, he just didn’t expect anyone to dare to fight for the ball with their head and foot, no one would do that!"
"Morici cried, he was very emotional, he glanced at Lu Yang then rushed towards Tulis’ central forward... Morici made a move, he shoved the opposing forward, the opponent didn’t fight back... Morici was held back by Naji..."
"The referee gave Morici a yellow card, Rondo came up to stabilize Morici’s emotions. Friends who often watch Italian D Division matches should know, Morici and Lu Yang have a very good relationship, we can understand his feelings..."
"The stretcher is on the field, Lu Yang was placed on it by his teammates, the corner of his left eye is bleeding non-stop!"
"On the sidelines, Sotu is preparing for a substitution."
"Wait! Lu Yang sat up from the stretcher!"
"He’s holding a large wad of cotton to stop the bleeding, pressing it on his eye corner and face, he’s walking towards Sotu, he’s talking to Sotu about something."