Green Field Eunuch

Chapter 14 Pullback Curve Dribble
The opportunity came soon.

Austria Vienna launched a relentless attack for 25 minutes, creating a tense atmosphere in front of the Kaffinburg goal, but failed to score.

Football matches are all about the principle of "one effort, then a decline, and finally exhaustion." Unless there is a huge difference in strength between the two teams, it is impossible for one team to dominate the other for the entire match.

Clearly, the gap between Vienna and Kaffinburg in Austria was not that large. Vienna, which had been launching a series of attacks without success, had lost some of its momentum, allowing Kaffinburg to launch some offensives as well.

In the 35th minute, Kaffinburg's midfield maestro, Fiwanen, intercepted the ball in his own half and then combined with Liandu on the wing, advancing the ball to a position about 40 meters from the opponent's half.

Pflug has always used a 4-5-1 formation, and the attack relies heavily on the striker at the front. After receiving a pass from Liandu in the middle, Fiwanin saw that Shan Yongzhuo had gotten into position in front and made a through pass to him.

The quality of this pass was mediocre. Shan Yongzhuo leaned against Ma Du with his back to him, ready to receive the ball, and at the same time, he was also ready to unleash his whirlwind ground kick.

Madu is a young Polish player, tall and strong, with excellent physical strength. After 25 minutes of competition, he realized that Shan Yongzhuo's strength was average and that he was no match for him. He did not take Shan Yongzhuo seriously.

This made it very easy for Shan Yongzhuo to receive the ball.

However, just as the ball was about to reach Shan Yongzhuo's feet, Shan Yongzhuo lightly brushed the ball with his right foot and then took a small step back.

Ma Du paused for a moment, and Shan Yongzhuo immediately turned around, circled around Ma Du, and passed by him.

"What is he doing?"

Ma Du was puzzled. Shan Yongzhuo turned around, but he didn't control the ball at all. This was a good opportunity. Ma Du went straight for the ball with a sliding tackle at the bottom corner.

However, the next moment, something shocking happened. As soon as Shan Yongzhuo started running, the football spun and drew an arc on the ground, following Shan Yongzhuo forward and directly passing Madu, who missed his tackle.

"This……"

The tall horse couldn't stop in time and fell directly to the ground.

However, he was still very shocked and did not get up. Instead, he turned around and looked at the person who was dribbling the ball towards the penalty area, his eyes full of disbelief.

"He just brushed against it, and... and it drew an arc? How did he do that!"

Dan Yongzhuo ignored the shocked Ma Du. In fact, he was just looking for the best path to run forward. He didn't need to control the ball at all. The effect of the whirlwind kick kept the ball following his feet.

Although Shan Yongzhuo's absolute speed is not fast, when he runs at full speed without controlling the ball, his dribbling speed still appears very fast to onlookers.

Vienna's defense immediately fell apart, and defender Suttner rushed over to cover, but it was too late; Shan Yongzhuo had already reached the penalty area.

Upon reaching the penalty area, Shan Yongzhuo did not hesitate, staring directly at the goal and unleashing a powerful shot.

His shooting ability is already formidable, arguably among the best on the planet. With the added advantage of his golden right foot, long-range shots might depend on luck, but at such close range, his chances are extremely high.

The football, spinning and moving at high speed, headed straight for the corner of the goal. The Vienna goalkeeper had no chance and could only make a desperate save.

Shan Yongzhuo was overjoyed after scoring the goal and celebrated wildly.

On the other side, Mado stood up, recalling everything that had just happened, not even listening to his teammates' complaints, which kept echoing in his mind.

"His technique is amazing! He can control the ball so well that it curves out of the air, and his dribbling skills are incredible!"

"The coach actually said his technique isn't that great? I can't defend against him with that kind of technique!"

Madu shifted all the blame to head coach Dax Bache, who was actually quite frustrated.

Before the match, he had studied Kafmburg's Chinese striker. According to his observation, Shan Yongzhuo was a very average striker; he wasn't outstanding in any area—technique, speed, or physique—except for his amazing shooting skills. The solution to dealing with such a striker is actually quite simple: even if he gets the ball, just have the defenders block his position and prevent him from turning and shooting effectively.

Maddoo did exactly as he was told, but his ball control and dribbling just now were truly spectacular; such skill is not something an ordinary person can do.

"Is he really that skilled? That's impossible!"

Daxbacher couldn't help but think that if the other player really had such skills, he could suggest that the club bring this young player to Vienna.

Such an excellent player should be in Vienna.

Carpfenberg?
Those rural teams don't deserve to have such talent.

However, Dax Bache decided to observe further to see if the Chinese striker's talent was just a flash in the pan or if he truly possessed the ability.

In the next match, Vienna suffered another blow. In the 40th minute, Shan Yongzhuo used his powerful leg to score a 30-meter long-range shot, once again piercing the goal of Austria Vienna.

Daxbacher was getting restless; of course, he had more on his mind.

"We must advise the club to sign this talented player!"

At halftime, Pflug was all smiles, praising the whole team's performance, especially Shan Yongzhuo.

His teammates were also surprised by Shan Yongzhuo's first goal; everyone noticed his dribbling move, which was truly spectacular.

"Shan, how did you do that? You controlled the ball and curled it into an arc to get past your opponent?"

Fiwaning is very interested in this. He is the team's midfield core and is recognized as the most technically gifted player on the team, but he can't do that.

Shan Yongzhuo smiled and said, "Marcus, that was just luck."

"Yeah."

Fei Huaning smiled, but neither agreed nor disagreed.

In the second half, Vienna, as the league leaders and Austrian champions, dared not afford to lose at home. They launched a fierce attack on Kaffinburg and scored a goal in the 65th minute. The goal was scored by Vienna's talented player, Rubin Okoti, with a powerful shot from deep inside the penalty area.

This goal gave Vienna hope, and the home fans cheered them on, hoping their team could equalize.

The on-site commentator excitedly said, "The Chinese prodigy in Kaffinburg performed very well, but we also have our own prodigy, Rubin, whose performance was fantastic."

However, just five minutes later, Vienna was hit again.

Kaffinburg launched an attack, and Shan Yongzhuo's shot from the right side of the penalty area was deflected by Mado, but ended up going into his own net.

An own goal.

"Damn it, Maddoo is too young, we shouldn't have put him on the field."

Daxbacher was very dissatisfied with Mado's performance.

On the other side, Shan Yongzhuo was also very dissatisfied. Damn it, my goal, my points!

And my hat trick!

(End of this chapter)