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Chapter 408 Li Ji's superhuman performance shocked the entire audience.

The spectators in the stands stood up, all eagerly anticipating the upcoming goal.

The audience members hanging from the trees, standing on the balconies of residential buildings, and on top of the tower cranes were all extremely excited, holding their breath in suspense.

The players and coaches on the bench also stood up, craning their necks to check the situation in the attacking third.

The commentator excitedly exclaimed, "This area is Manelli's comfort zone. His right-footed shots are incredibly accurate. Can he take the lead?"

Manelli glanced at the goal and used his peripheral vision to observe the other defenders.

The defenders were about ten meters away, making it almost impossible for them to interfere with his shot.

He took another look at the goalkeeper's condition.

With a loose stance, it's impossible to make the most graceful save.

Poor positioning, numerous openings in the goal, and even a chance to score through the legs.

With hands not open, it's impossible to hold the soccer ball.

Most importantly, his eyes were unfocused; his left eye was looking at himself, while his right eye was looking in another direction. The asymmetry between his eyes was so extreme that it made people want to laugh.

"Is this what a semi-professional player is like? Full of mistakes."

Manelli set his sights on the far-off blind spot to the left of Leegi.

The distance here is far and the opening is large. As long as I use the inside of my foot to curl a ball, I can completely bypass the opponent's save trajectory.

He had practiced and executed this shot countless times from this position.

He was confident that no goalkeeper in history could stop his shot.

The best outcome for the opponent is to lightly brush the ball with their fingertips and then watch in despair as the football disappears into the corner of the net.

Manelli's eyes blazed with fury, like a hungry wolf eyeing its prey.

"Even against the most amateur opponents, I must give it my all. That's my philosophy of football!"

Li Ji sensed a murderous aura emanating from him.

"Oh no, we're doomed!"

Manelli adjusted to his right foot, his thigh arcing perfectly through the air as he chipped the ball into the air.

"Bam—"

The football traced a strange arc in the air, heading straight for the net.

Everyone's breath stopped when that ball hit the target.

Looking at the strange arc, Li Ji exclaimed sincerely, "So fast!"

He watched as the ball arced past him, flying towards the far corner of the goal behind him.

Li Ji hurriedly backed away, looking as if he was about to fall.

But the soccer ball was far away from him and very close to the goal.

He stumbled backward, then leaped high into the air with a powerful push.

Manelli chuckled to himself, "It's useless. At this speed and angle, even the best goalkeeper would just fall down."

Lee Ki grabbed the top of the goal frame with his left hand, then quickly shortened his arm, his whole body like a rubber band, and sped towards the football, managing to grab the ball directly with his right hand.

The entire audience fell into a deathly silence of surprise, which was then instantly replaced by a deafening roar of screams.

"Wow--"

The entire stadium was in an uproar as if an earthquake had struck.

All the players on the field stared at Li Ji in disbelief, as if witnessing an impossible scene. His movement just now was as if the game's physics engine had malfunctioned; he had suddenly been thrown forward like a rubber band.

The narrator's tone revealed three parts surprise and seven parts bewilderment.

"What kind of move was that? Old John Hamburg's goalkeeper Oddo on 17th Street pulled off an impossible miracle. Manelli's shot had an incredibly precise arc, speed, and angle; it was practically impossible to touch."

"But Oddo's save was simply bizarre. Did the game's physics engine malfunction? I saw him grab the goal and bounce off like a spring. No matter how good a goalkeeper's hand technique is, they couldn't catch a shot with such high speed and power."

"But he caught the ball with one hand while in mid-air and out of balance. This goes beyond the scope of football, and I seriously suspect he is a volleyball or basketball player."

"If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I really wouldn't have believed that this is a human being capable of doing."

“I must pronounce his name in full, Odo abudodo aoao aila bula bula doo orio.”

After reading the name, the male commentator Cook almost suffocated. He took a deep breath, and the sound was heard by everyone watching the broadcast.

The female anchor Jenny added, "While the save was certainly spectacular, there might have been an element of luck involved, given how unusual the move was. Moreover, Oddo has conceded a total of 68 goals in 17 regional league matches this season, averaging 4 goals conceded per game, a record that is unmatched by any other player, earning him the nickname 'Hamburger Deliveryman.'"

Cook replied, "Indeed, luck is part of football, and hopefully Oddo can continue this performance in the later games."

Manelli stood frozen in place; this was the only time he stood frozen after taking a shot.

In the past, if he missed a good shot, he would be frustrated and hang his head.

But this time, he was completely stunned.

He wondered if he was seeing things. How could a person be launched into the air? And what was with that one-handed hat-grabbing thing?
His teammate patted him on the shoulder: "It's okay, just lucky."

Li Ji held the ball, looking around for a good spot to pass it.

He gently peeled the soccer ball off his fingertips. Because of Li Ji's own body's strong adhesive properties, he wasn't actually wearing clothes; all his outer garments were mimicry.

I just caught the ball with the slime.

It must be said that Manelli's shot was indeed powerful; he even rubbed the sticky substance on his hands into foam.

He saw Delulu standing near the center circle, waving at him.

Dailu kept waving at Li Ji.

Her eyes are not only on the field, but also on the countless parameters assigned by AI.

But she couldn't understand any of them.

But don't worry, the football AI has already told her the optimal solution at this moment.

As long as Lee Ki passes the ball to her, the fully automatic shoe and sock combination will control her right foot to make a direct pass without stopping the ball.

Behind her, the Second Young Master Mang was sandwiched between the two opposing defenders.

Because the entire opposing team pressed forward, the backcourt was as empty as a grassland.

Based on AI analysis of wind speed, ball speed, and player habits.

If Li Ji passes the ball to me right now, I can get it through the opponent's defense and land it just outside the opponent's goalkeeper's maximum coverage area.

And it ensures that the young master can touch the ball with his right foot, which he is good at, and shake off the defenders to face the goal one-on-one, which is a sure goal.

Dailu waved her hands in alarm.

"Let me, the team's strategist, lead you to victory, meow!"

Li Ji saw Dai Lulu, but also the two tall, muscular opposing players surrounding her.

"Delulu is so bad, passing to her will definitely result in a loss. Let's just use a long kick and let them find an opportunity."

Seeing Li Ji kick the ball high into the air instead of passing it to her, Dailulu fumed, "Li Ji, you noob! You don't know anything, meow! How can we win if you don't pass it to me, meow!"

(End of this chapter)