On the field, Tulis’ right-back was still babbling, but everyone knew he indeed kicked Lu Yang’s ankle.
Cycling itself is very likely to cause opposing players to commit fouls, especially when the opponent recklessly stretches out their foot.
That midfield advance and cut-in dribble by Lu Yang just now seemed like he turned into a different person, incredibly sharp and highly efficient.
He didn’t bother with the opponent’s entanglement but instead took the football to the penalty spot.
Without a doubt, Lu Yang was going to take this penalty himself.
And no one in the San Remo team had any objections, not even the team’s primary penalty taker, Rondo.
Rondo knew this was a match that belonged to Lu Yang.
Lu Yang never steals anyone’s success, but when the match falls into difficulty, he always stands up to take on everything first.
That’s Lu Yang for you.
Watching Lu Yang prepare to take the penalty, Maniero on the stands shook his head and said, "I suddenly feel a bit reluctant to continue watching."
Carrel took a deep breath; he wasn’t this nervous even when he took a penalty himself: "Are you worried about San Remo losing?"
Maniero shook his head and said, "I’m worried about the look of unwillingness on Lu Yang’s face after San Remo loses. That kind of feeling makes you want to die; I know it well."
Latu Yidi said, "Are you afraid he can’t take it? But if you can’t accept even this, then it’s better to stay away from football sooner rather than later."
Maniero said, "He can accept any result, but I’m afraid that from then on, he will lose his relentless pursuit and fight for victory. If that happens, it would be a loss for world football!"
The people around did not continue to speak; they didn’t understand why Maniero rated Lu Yang so highly.
Indeed, the world doesn’t actually lack sincerity.
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Hazard was laughing and talking with the opposing player after his team was eliminated. Although the opponent was his friend, does he truly still relentlessly pursue victory at this moment?
The eyes are the windows to the soul.
Only two people can reveal that kind of determined look in every match.
One in football, one in basketball.
One is still fighting, the other has already left because God wanted to watch a basketball game, so he left without warning.
Bam!
No fancy tricks.
Lu Yang shot strongly, and the football flew straight into the top left corner of the goal.
Even if the goalkeeper judged the right direction, he couldn’t have saved this penalty, let alone the fact that he guessed wrong.
Lu Yang quickly ran into the goal, grabbed the football, and ran towards the midfield.
The match time had already reached the eighty-sixth minute.
"GOAL! Lu Yang scores the penalty, scoring one more for San Remo! San Remo trails two to three. Lu Yang has shown resilience in this match; San Remo is strong, and they lose with honor!"
"Had it not been for the wave of injuries in the last two rounds, losing three main players in a row, San Remo might not have lost today! What a pity!"
Beep!
The match resumed once again.
The San Remo side launched a frenzied press.
Tulis, on the other hand, changed from their previous offensive posture to a defensive and time-wasting tactic.
With not much match time left, as long as they hold the score, they will be the league champions, so why keep attacking?
Moreover... ever since Lu Yang came on, San Remo has been fired up like they’ve been on steroids, especially Lu Yang’s midfield sweeping ability is startling.
With Tulis retreating, San Remo began to take the initiative on the field.
Lu Yang started making repeated forward runs again.
Morici directly pierced through three defenders with a through ball to the running Lu Yang at the ninetieth minute of the match.
Lu Yang received the ball on the left side of the penalty area, and Tulis’ right-back hurried to block him.
Lu Yang pulled the same old trick, wildly cycling over the ball with his legs.
Continuous cycling!
The Tulis defender dared not tackle but his focus quickly got shaken by Lu Yang’s intertwined dribbling.
Lu Yang seized the moment and executed a backward dragging chop.
This is the preliminary action for a knee bounce.
It’s pulling the ball back but at the same time poking it with the toe of the other foot.
It creates the false impression that the player is preparing to stop the ball, but in reality, the ball flies forward instead.
This deceives the defender, creating a good opportunity for attack.
Tulis’ right-back was already stirred up by Lu Yang’s cycling, becoming paranoid and edgy.
Now, witnessing Lu Yang’s backward dragging chop, he instinctively stretched his foot to intercept, only to be directly bypassed by Lu Yang.
Realizing he had been tricked, Tulis’ right-back tried to burst forward to catch up with Lu Yang, resulting in his charging forcing his legs into a split, causing him to sit on the ground.
But at this moment, no one paid him any attention.
Because Lu Yang had already taken a shot.
From the left side of the penalty area, a powerful shot!
The goalkeeper was extremely tense.
Was it a Rapid Rising Shot or a Rapid Descent Shot?
Lu Yang could do both, but their effects were entirely different.
Moreover, the goalkeeper couldn’t judge based on the football’s initial trajectory.
Because both fly at the same height in mid-air, only in the later stages does a noticeable curvature appear.
By then, even a god couldn’t save it.
The goalkeeper reflexively raised his hand.
However, the football quickly descended, and he could only kneel quickly.
He was too late!
The ball flew through his legs ahead of time, crashed into the net, and kicked up a brilliant white spray!
"My God! GOAL!"
"The ball is in, in, in, in, in!"