The road to godhood starting from Ligue 1

Chapter 298 A Night in France, Slaughtering the World Champion 1
Wow!
The French fans at the stadium were amazed to see Gaio charging so aggressively right from the start.

This is a typical Gaio-style dribble; when facing an out-of-position full-back or a slow full-back, he can basically dribble past them effortlessly.

Many fans call the right flank Gaio's overtaking lane.

After being overtaken, Monreal could only watch helplessly as Gaio's figure receded into the distance.

Fortunately, Ramos in the middle lane had already spotted the danger and quickly closed in on Gaio.

Middle lane!

Without the slightest hesitation, Gaio chose to cut inside!

His strides were extremely long and his pace was astonishingly fast. His sprinting with the ball carried an overwhelming and ruthless force, and Ramos already felt a sense of dread.

Fortunately, he has faced too many top strikers, and he is confident that he can stop Gaio.

Gaio closed in on Ramos without slowing down at all. He watched Giroud follow up, falling several steps behind. Gaio didn't wait and decided to do it himself.

Striding forward!

Ramos, with his experience, immediately closed in on Gaio and tried to use the strength of his shoulders and arms to disrupt Gaio's balance.

But Gaio was waiting for this moment when he got right up to him!
Just as Ramos slowed down as he closed in, Gaio suddenly accelerated again!
Get rid of it on the spot!

Ramos never expected Gaio to be able to accelerate at this moment. He instinctively tugged at Gaio's jersey, but failed to hold on in time.

He saw that Gaio was getting further and further ahead of him.

In that instant, Ramos remembered his own words at the start of the game, made a tough decision, and, after observing Gaio's dribbling route, decided to take a gamble!
He knew that if he didn't do something soon, Gaio would charge through.

Ramos pushed off the ground, throwing himself forward, and slid in with a tackle, charging towards Gaio from the side.

Gaio paused slightly, then quickly spun the ball behind him, intending to dodge Ramos and then start again to get past him.

however,
Ramos's sliding tackle was faster than expected. Just as Gaio finished his dribble, Ramos kicked Gaio's ankle directly.

At that moment,

When Gaio felt a pain in his ankle, he could feel a certain angle of deformation in his ankle.

Ah!
Gaio, in pain, quickly fell to the ground to protect himself, thus avoiding taking full damage from Ramos's power.

Ramos calmed down instantly after hitting Gaio and tried to pull back his momentum, but it was too late.

drop!
As Gaio fell to the ground, a whistle sounded almost simultaneously.

Referee Kuipers blew his whistle urgently and rushed to the scene. His experience told him that if a decision was not made immediately, something bad would happen and chaos would ensue.

really!

When his whistle blew, Giroud had already rushed in front of Ramos and pushed Ramos, who had just gotten up from the ground, back to the ground.

"What are you doing?! Do you even know what you're doing?!"

Giroud, looking furious, roared at Ramos in English.

Pique, on the other side, quickly came over and pushed Giroud aside, saying, "Hey, what are you doing now?"

Ramos also suddenly got up from the ground and confronted Giroud.

The two sides look like they're about to fight!
Drop drop!
Kuipers continued to blow the whistle and stepped forward to separate the two sides. He had a low tolerance for repeated fouls and dangerous moves, and he had already pulled out his card from his back pocket when he blew the whistle.

The Spanish players knew they were doomed the moment they saw that move.

Pique quickly approached Kuipers and said, "This absolutely doesn't warrant a red card. He wasn't the last defender; I could have covered for him."

But Kuipers shook his head and decisively raised the red card.

The players on both sides were muttering to themselves, including some profanities. Since the two sides had little interaction in most of their professional careers, they didn't have much of a desire to hold on to the team at this time.

What prevented them from further expanding their influence was the language barrier.

Most Spanish players have never played abroad and only speak Spanish, while most French players, such as Kanté, only speak French.

He just watched blankly, not going up to break up the fight, but instead following the team doctor to check on Gaio's condition.

Amid Ramos' foul, the clash between the two teams, and Kuipers' red card.

The roar of the French fans in the stadium exploded instantly!

Full of anger!
The fans were not happy about the red card; instead, they were extremely worried because Gaio was tackled hard by Ramos and lost his footing.

Shhh!
The entire Stade de France was filled with boos.

No one at the scene expected that this would happen just 28 seconds into the game – a red card!

In the stands.

Rajoy looked displeased and frowned as he watched.

Hollande, like the French fans, watched Gaio fall to the ground with anxiety.

The TF1 commentator's voice trembled, filled with shock and anger: "Unbelievable!"
An absolutely unbelievable plot!
Gao! 28 seconds into the game!
With lightning speed, he instantly tore through Spain's defense!

Monreal became the background!
Ramos, a seasoned center-back, chose the most desperate and ugly way to overcome overwhelming speed and attacking power!

The camera was still replaying the footage of Gaio's sprint and Ramos's foul.

The narration was delivered with a tone of regret and criticism.

"Look at that speed, look at that impact! Gaio is a gift from God to France! Ramos was already out of position in his very first challenge!"
Ramos' second touch wasn't defense, it was a crime!
A malicious act that could change the course of the game and even Gaio's career!

This should absolutely not happen on the field!

Regardless of whether they are fans at the stadium.

The fans watching the broadcast were all cursing angrily.

"Murderer! You are a criminal!"

"Ramos! A disgrace! A disgrace to Spain!"

"Go back to your rat hole and crawl away! Look at that flying tackle! A sore loser resorting to desperate measures!"

"If you can't win a head-on fight, you resort to stabbing people in the back? Useless! Is this the Spanish captain? A filthy maggot!"

At Sunset Cafe in Bastia, the emotions of the fans were even more intense.

"If Gaio gets injured and it affects his career, I'm going to cripple him!"

"How shameless!"

"He and Pepe, another Real Madrid center-back, are simply a disgrace to the football world. Many of their actions are designed to injure players!"

Stade de France.

Courtside.

When Deschamps saw Gaio being tackled, he felt a pang in his heart. He immediately shouted for a red card from the referee, but when the red card was actually pulled out, Deschamps felt empty inside. He nervously looked at Gaio.

They urged the team doctor to get on the field quickly.

Then came a furrowed brow and a tense wait.

"It's okay, please don't let anything happen to you."

Deschamps kept praying in his heart.

The main problem was that Ramos's move was really scary. Even in slow motion, you could see that Gaio's ankle was deformed.

On the field.

After the chaos subsided, the French players gathered around Gaio.

The team doctor was holding Gaio's ankle, making slight movements, and asking about Gaio's condition.

Gaio shook his head, saying he felt no obvious pain.

After receiving the same answer several times from the team doctor, the doctor finally breathed a sigh of relief.

A smile appeared on his face. "Yang, thankfully you're not injured." Gaio nodded.

When Gaio was examined by the team doctor, the injury panel had already been checked and there was no record of it.

This means he was not injured.

It did hurt a little for a moment.

The team doctor sprayed Gaio with some ethyl chloride aerosol, then gave a thumbs-up to the bench, indicating that Gaio was fine.

Deschamps breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing this.

He turned and hugged Stephen. He had been genuinely startled. If Gaio was alright, then this would be a dream start for the French team.

In just 28 seconds, the opponent received a red card.

That's the destructive power of Gaio!

Ramos has been sent off with a red card, and now the question facing Del Bosque is how to use ten men against France.

Spain's defense was already short-handed – Puyol and Alba were both injured – and now Ramos is gone too.

While the French team anxiously awaited Gaio's result, Vicente del Bosque had already made the decision to have Busquets and Alonso hold down the defensive line.

Bosque looked at Gaio, who was helping his teammates to their feet, with a complex expression in his eyes.

This young man is changing France.

After adjusting the shin guards, Gaio moved around a bit and found that there was no major impact.

He felt this was related to the recent improvement in his various attributes.

My body isn't as fragile as it used to be.

now,

Like the fans, the TF1 commentators were relieved to see that Gaio was alright.

He then said, "Sergio Ramos! A legendary defender, bidding farewell to this crucial game in the most dismal way! Spain started with one less player, and Del Bosque's tactics board was completely torn apart 28 seconds after the opening whistle! That's Gaio for you, you can only pray to stop him by fouling him, and most of the time you don't even have the chance to foul him."

right now,

Thanks to Gaião's efforts, the French team got off to a dream start! Red card + free kick in the attacking third! Gaião, the son of the French storm, with a thunderous charge, personally carved the first crack on the road to victory for the Gallic Rooster!
The balance of the game was tipped dramatically in the opening 28 seconds by a lightning strike and a red card!

Spain's path to defending their title, from this moment on, is fraught with difficulties.

Five minutes had passed since the chaos subsided.

Ribery handed the ball to Gaio, covering his mouth as he asked, "Are you taking this shot?"

After Gueão scored a spectacular free kick in the Europa League in Bastia, Deschamps had a lot of confidence in his free-kick ability, so he gave Gueão a high priority in taking set pieces before the match.

Gaio also covered his mouth, "Hmm, I'm pretty confident. You can make some runs to draw their attention first."

"Ah."

Ribery nodded.

The two players walked towards the free-kick spot, a position that was a bit far but perfect for kicking a curve.

If Gaio had just rushed over, he would have had a one-on-one opportunity against Valdes.

Gaio wasn't sure whether it would be better to score a goal or to take Ramos off the field.

If you can score a goal and get a red card, that would be the most comfortable situation.

Gaio and Ribery stood on opposite sides.

Gaio estimated the distance, didn't look at the opposing goalkeeper, only glanced at the wall of players, and then focused solely on the ball.

Ribery was communicating with his teammates behind the penalty area line, giving them instructions on how to make runs.

He seemed determined to do it himself.

The Spanish players were unsure how France would take the free kick.

This distance is awkward, somewhere between being able to shoot directly and only being able to pass the ball.

And for Gaio.

They did know that Gaio had scored directly from free kicks, but the sample size was too small. Even after Bosque's research, they still didn't know Gaio's true free-kick ability.

Judging from Gaio's usual ability to finish shots, he shouldn't be bad.

After that period of chaos, everyone's attention was refocused on the field.

Let's see how the French team handles their first set-piece attack of the match.

Near the penalty area line, both teams' players were on high alert.

drop!
The referee's whistle sounded.

Ribery stretched out his arms to his teammates, then accelerated and started moving. The moment he made a move to kick the ball, everyone in the penalty area moved.

However, Ribery ran straight past the ball.

Gaio followed immediately.

Bang!
He didn't look at the goal; he relied entirely on his strong instincts and used his left foot to curl a shot into the air!
The football cleared the nearby wall of players.

Valdes had already anticipated that Gaio was going to shoot directly, and quickly rushed to the near post to make a diving save.

The football flew past his fingertips in an instant and slammed into the net!
It wasn't an absolute dead end, but it still made it difficult for Valdes to handle.

Swish!
The ball went in.

1-0.

France capitalized on their first set-piece opportunity, with Gaio scoring directly!

boom!
The Stade de France erupted in cheers!
This goal came right after Spain was sent off with a red card, which was very satisfying for French fans.

The most crucial goal came from Gai!

The moment he scored, Gaio turned and ran towards the sidelines.

Then, with a momentum-driven knee slide, he rushed off the field, stood up smoothly, patted the team badge on his chest, walked to the front and back of the stands, and opened his arms.

Welcome this thunderous roar!

"Geo!"

"Geo!!"

The overwhelming shouts, like a tidal wave, covered the entire stadium.

The sound waves were like the waves of the Mediterranean Sea, one wave higher than the next!
At this moment, Gaio is the king of the Stade de France!
He is the one and only superstar in the hearts of all French fans!!

The cry was loud.

among them,

Although Ramos is no longer on the field, many fans still haven't let him off the hook.

Shouting—

"Red card plus a goal! Ramos's gift!"

"Ramos, did you see that? This is the price you pay for your foul!"

Many more people were captivated by Gaio, by this French captain who was only eighteen years old!

"This is Gaio!"

"Tonight belongs to France! Keep going! We want to see rivers of blood, we want to see world champions and European champions fall before us! We want the world to hear the voice of France! We're back! We're stronger than ever!"

(End of this chapter)