Green Field Eunuch

Chapter 18 Dribbling without stopping the ball

The equalizer ignited the fighting spirit of the Kaffinburg players.

The initial setbacks had left everyone somewhat demoralized, but now things have changed. The Kaffinburg players seem to think that Red Bull Salzburg is nothing special.

Shan Yongzhuo was the focus of attention. Whenever he ran near the penalty area, Schkaye would follow him like a bodyguard, seemingly not wanting Shan Yongzhuo to touch the ball.

Under this targeted defense, Shan Yongzhuo also felt very uncomfortable. He kept running, even running erratically, trying to receive the ball in a better position so that he could unleash his whirlwind ground kick.

However, after a while, Shan Yongzhuo was panting heavily, but still couldn't receive the ball.

He was having a very difficult time, and the other players weren't doing much better.

Salzburg Red Bull found it hard to accept being tied by Kafenberg and launched a fierce attack. For most of the time, Kafenberg could only retreat to their own half to defend.

Five minutes, ten minutes.

For a long time, Salzburg Red Bull was on the offensive, while Kaffinburg occasionally found one or two opportunities, but it was difficult for them to push too far forward.

Dan Yongzhuo stood alone in front. Even if he got the ball, the distance was too far. In three seconds, even if he activated his whirlwind kick, it would be difficult to reach a suitable shooting distance.

However, Red Bull Salzburg failed to score, and the first half ended quickly with both sides tied at halftime.

In the second half, the situation remained largely unchanged, with Red Bull Salzburg still in control of the ball. They launched repeated attacks on Kaffinburg, hoping to take the lead.

Shan Yongzhuo was still at the front, but he was running much less. His stamina was still not very good, so he had to conserve his energy and wait for the best opportunity.

Since scoring in the first half, Schkaye has spent most of his time with Shan Yongzhuo. Now, Shan Yongzhuo seems to be lacking in stamina, which Schkaye can also see.

Schkayer was somewhat puzzled. "I don't know how this guy scored so many goals. You can't do it with just your footwork. After all, goals like those in the first half are rare and require a lot of luck."

"This guy's physique is average, his skills are average, his speed is average, and even his stamina is not up to par..."

Schkayer seemed to have lost some respect for Shan Yongzhuo, but he didn't show it in his actions. He continued to follow Shan Yongzhuo closely because Red Bull Salzburg's defense was quite easy, and he had nothing else to do.

It wasn't until the 75th minute of the match that Kaffinburg finally had a good chance.

Scherger received the ball on the wing, quickly crossed the halfway line, and then passed the ball to Fiwaning. Fiwaning saw that Shan Yongzhuo and Schkaye were a bit far apart, so he kicked the ball towards them.

Shan Yongzhuo received the ball smoothly at the 35-meter mark.

Although Shikaye didn't take Shan Yongzhuo seriously, he still ran over. But this time, Shan Yongzhuo just passed by him like a gust of wind.

"Doesn't this guy need to control the ball?"

Schkayer was shocked. He didn't see Shan Yongzhuo stop the ball at all; he just saw the ball get around him as soon as it approached.

If that were the case, it wouldn't be a big deal, but the football also slightly changed direction and followed Shan Yongzhuo's foot forward.

This was something that Schkayer found hard to accept.

"Is it this guy's technique that's good, or is it Fiwanin's passing?"

Schkayer was a little confused. He wanted to follow, but Shan Yongzhuo was not slow with the ball. In the blink of an eye, he passed the defender Porter and rushed into the penalty area.

Red Bull's goalkeeper, Vega, was cursing Schkayer and Porte in his mind, but there was nothing he could do; he had to come out and attack.

Dan Yongzhuo stopped, for no other reason than that the effect of the whirlwind ground kick had worn off. If he continued, he was not confident that he could get past Bega. Missing a one-on-one chance would not only be embarrassing but also a waste of a goal.

But it didn't matter; he had already dribbled the ball into the penalty area, a distance that, for his skill level, was practically the same as scoring a goal.

As the instep made contact with the ball, it leaped high, soared over Berga, and lofted directly towards the goal.

With a lob shot, Shan Yongzhuo scored his second goal, breaching the Salzburg Red Bull's defense once again.

The commentators' tones changed as they exclaimed, "Oh my god, a goal!" "Kaffinburg has breached Red Bull's goal again!"

"The score is now 1-2. It's still Kafenberg's number 19, Shan Yongzhuo. He helped Kafenberg score their second goal, completing a brace."

The fans in the stadium were also very disappointed.

"Kaffinburg has scored again."

"It's that number 19 again, he's amazing."

"I feel he's even better than Yanko."

"..."

Amidst the fans' heated discussions, two people were the most distressed.

One is Schkaye, and Shan Yongzhuo scored again, which shows that his defense failed.

Another one is defender Porter. Just now, Shan Yongzhuo went right past him and the ball went through his legs, which made him feel even more embarrassed than Schkayer.

As for goalkeeper Bega, no one blamed him.

It's understandable that they had no choice but to give up against the one-on-one attack from the rising star Shan Yongzhuo.

On the field, the Kaffinburg players celebrated excitedly, deliberately prolonging their celebrations until the Red Bull players expressed their dissatisfaction.

In the following period, Kaffinburg united as one, and even Shan Yongzhuo retreated to the backfield to act as a moving wooden stake. Although he made almost no contribution to the defense, he could at least act as a human wall or something.

Of course, the main reason is that all the skills have been used up, making it almost impossible to score another goal.

Moreover, his physical strength was also very insufficient. He felt tired after running a few steps, so he simply acted as the first wooden stake in the team's defense.

Red Bull Salzburg launched a fierce attack in the remaining time. Although they were very strong, they had no good way to deal with Kaffinburg's 10-0-0 formation in the final moments.

Red Bull Salzburg failed to score again until the referee blew the final whistle, losing 1-2 at home to Kaffinburg.

After the match, everyone in Kafenberg was very happy. They were delighted to have defeated such a strong opponent as Red Bull Salzburg, and Shan Yongzhuo was also very happy to have many teammates by his side.

In the mixed zone of the players' tunnel, many reporters shouted Shan Yongzhuo's name.

"Shan, would you be willing to give an interview?"

"Here! I'm a reporter from Salzburg Sports Daily, and I'd like to interview you."

"Having defeated the mighty Salzburg, can you tell us how you feel right now?"

"..."

The shouts of reporters filled the air; it was as chaotic as a vegetable market.

Dan Yongzhuo simply smiled apologetically and continued walking forward with his teammates.

"Shan, you don't give interviews?" Fei Huaning asked, both puzzled and envious.

"No, interviews with small media outlets aren't worth it."

"A small media outlet? There's a reporter from Kronen Zeitung here too, that's Austria's largest media outlet."

"As you said, it's just Austria's largest media outlet."

"..."

(End of this chapter)