"Having just been suppressed by Lu Yang's ironclad defense, Averro immediately opened up a situation in another place!"
"A super long shot! It's hard not to think of Lu Yang!"
"Especially the action of tugging on his shorts and pointing at his thigh, I swear, Lu Yang has done that too!"
"After Averro scored, he looked at Lu Yang, what was in his eyes? Was it provocation?"
"Yes, yes! He even shouted at Lu Yang!"
"Oh, the San Remo players are protesting, they surrounded Averro. Averro shouldn't have done that to Lu Yang! It's very disrespectful!"
"The reaction of the San Remo players also reflects how high Lu Yang's status is in San Remo!"
"In the past, it was Lu Yang who would stand up for his teammates, even getting into fights. But now, the San Remo players also bravely stand up for Lu Yang."
"Averro took a few steps back, this seventeen-year-old boy probably hasn't experienced such a scene before, he's feeling a bit intimidated. This isn't the effect he wanted."
"After all, this is the Champions League! Averro might have fought with teammates in street games, but in the Champions League, he definitely wouldn't dare!"
"The Sporting Lisbon players are coming over too, but they are outnumbered, and the San Remo players are much more agitated. Sporting Lisbon is being suppressed in every aspect."
"Lu Yang came over! He pulled his teammates away, thanked them for standing up for him, but said it was a misunderstanding, that Averro didn't mean any harm. Lu Yang patted Averro on the shoulder to indicate it was fine."
"He's encouraging Averro! He's not angry? Oh, this is incredible!"
"The main referee also came over, Lu Yang told the referee nothing happened. During the conflict, indeed no one from San Remo laid a hand."
"The main referee found Averro, told him not to provoke the opposing players after scoring, Averro nodded indicating he understood. Lu Yang was still there, and his lips seemed to be saying things like it's okay, it doesn't matter."
"This is a bit hard to understand. Everyone should know Lu Yang's temper, the toughest man in all of Italy, how could he be so easygoing?"
"When players provoked Lu Yang in the past, he would always fight back immediately!"
"Even with Talista's disgusting tactics, Lu Yang would verbally counterattack, making the opponent even more disgusted."
A dispute was resolved in a timely manner.
Morici felt a bit humiliated.
He was actually fooled and fell over.
What's more, after scoring, the opponent arrogantly looked directly at Lu Yang.
It was as if Morici never appeared.
Is this... considering himself as one of those supporting characters before Hua Xiong was beheaded while warming wine?
Not a bit of attention?
"Why are you so easygoing today? Did you see a reflection of your seventeen-year-old self?" Morici was a bit curious.
"At seventeen, I was still playing as a center-back and defensive midfielder," Lu Yang said, "I just already saw him crying after losing, so there's no need to retaliate against him in other ways."
"He's as stubborn as I am, but at his age, he can't digest the pain of failure yet."
Morici was taken aback.
This...
Brother Lu, are you that confident?
It's currently a two-two draw!
The game quickly resumed.
After scoring this goal, Sporting Lisbon also seemed to feel the gap between the two teams.
They started to retreat.
Leaving only Averro in the front field.
They wanted to hold onto this point.
San Remo is definitely not an easy opponent, the previous intelligence was wrong.
Any team that underestimates San Remo is likely to have problems.
In the 81st minute, San Remo, surrounding Sporting Lisbon, got caught by Lisbon's sneaky play.
Sporting Lisbon quickly counterattacked.
Averro received the ball at midfield, pushing forward quickly.
Lu Yang turned around and chased back from the front field.
Averro sprinted rapidly, his speed was incredibly fast!
And his dribbling changed from flashy to much simpler and more efficient.
He evolved at a critical moment!
Along the way, he passed Lam, and Bernulin, leaving only Naji.
Naji really couldn't outpace Averro, so outside the penalty area, he steeled himself and approached Averro.
Change of direction and pushing the ball!
Averro's attack was simple and unadorned, but it triumphed in speed.
Naji got bypassed!
Then, Averro's face lit up with joy, he knew his chance to change the game's outcome had arrived... the real hero of this stadium appeared!
Averro decisively lifted his foot to shoot...
Bam!
Lu Yang, who had sprinted all the way from the front to the backfield, arrived just in time, slid in with a tackle, and cleanly kicked the ball to Areola.
This tackle was very clean.
Averro completely didn't expect Lu Yang could defend at that point.
He was sure how fast he was!
So, Lu Yang was even faster than him?
Was Lu Yang really not playing the whole match?
At this point, could he still sprint so fast?
Thud!
Because he was preparing to shoot and then missed, Averro fell to the ground.
It looked a bit like Lu Yang tackled him.
But actually, it wasn't.
However, this was inside the San Remo penalty area.
So, the Sporting Lisbon fans on-site immediately got riled up.
But the main referee didn't blow the whistle.
They were very dissatisfied.
"Wasn't that a foul?"
"Penalty kick! That was definitely a penalty!"
"Red card and penalty package! Dangerous move!"
No matter how the fans shouted, the main referee didn't blow the whistle.
Averro also sat on the grass, spreading his hands, trying to complain.
The main referee was speechless.
He decided if Averro continued to demand a penalty, he would stop the game and give Averro a yellow card.