The perfect midfield: It starts with never passing the ball to Ronaldo.

Chapter 102 Costa, I love playing football with Mario, it's just that his Portuguese isn't very fluent.

Mario landed and slapped the team logo on his chest while roaring at the camera!

Let Atletico Madrid begin their great journey!!

Those who were nearby heard the chants and were filled with fervor.

He felt the club's investment was well worth it!

Our new signings are not only incredibly talented, but they also possess the tough spirit of the Rojiblancos. This new season, we're determined to defeat Real Madrid, beat Barcelona, ​​and reclaim our La Liga title!

The scarlet numbers on the scoreboard started jumping again.

0:2

With the home team in front and the away team behind, the historic Pizjuán Stadium fell into an eerie silence.

As the birthplace of bullfighting, they all call themselves fearless and brave warriors.

But now, in just five minutes, they are overwhelmed by the 19-year-old genius's 40-meter world-class kick and a header from the inside of the post!

The player they mocked before the match, who was worth 90 million, was now celebrating with his teammates in the corner area, his face showing a composure that made others envious.

Emery stood on the sidelines, beads of sweat glistening on his forehead under the lights. He took a sip of water, his mind racing.

Trailing by two goals, playing at home, and in their first match of the season, this game is sliding into the abyss in the worst possible way.

Changes must be made to stop that damn Portuguese!

"Put it up there, don't give that number 10 any more space!"

Iborra was the first to respond, and the Sevilla defensive midfielder, who was 3 centimeters taller than Mario, stuck to him like glue.

Elbows to his waist, knees to his legs, and trash talk spewing from his mouth.

"Come on, you Portuguese, I'll cripple you."

"Dude, your defense is looser than your mother's belt. Think about the score now, and you still have the nerve to yell?"

Mario didn't tolerate him; an eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth was the most direct response on the football field.

After securing the ball with a hard tackle, Mario passed it back to Gabi and then ran forward himself.

He wasn't provoked; he adhered to the principles of the Zaun people, remaining calm and collected while launching verbal attacks.

In the 31st minute, Sevilla launched a major attack, and Rakitic's long-range shot from the edge of the penalty area was blocked by Godin, with the ball bouncing to Koke's feet.

Atletico Madrid's midfielder didn't hesitate and launched a long pass to Turan on the left wing.

The Turkish player dribbled the ball along the sideline at breakneck speed, and Sevilla's right-back Koke desperately chased after him.

Turan looked up and saw Mario reaching out for the ball at the edge of the box. Without much thought, his two consecutive goals earned him the trust of his teammates.

Mario, with his back to the goal, leaned against Fazio and stretched out his left foot to stop the ball.

With his strength boosted to 8 points and a height of 186.5 centimeters, Mario is no longer the skinny little guy he once was.

Step on the ball, lean your body slightly to the right, and swing your right leg backward!

Fazio was horrified.

From this position, at the edge of the penalty area, Mario's long-range shots could be made into highlight reels.

Moreover, judging from that 40-meter long-range shot just now, he's in great form today.

We can't give him that chance!

Without hesitation, he stepped forward, attempting to block the gun barrel with his body.

In that instant, Mario's right foot landed.

The ball was not hit.

Instead, he gently pushed with the inside of his right foot.

The ball passed by Fazio and rolled straight into the depths of the penalty area.

A feint, a real pass!

"Mario!"

"His long-range shooting threat keeps everyone on their toes!"

"Costa has started!!"

The ever-waiting beauty suddenly sprang into action, seizing control of the ball before Pareja could react!

A one-on-one opportunity!

Faced with this situation, Beto decisively abandoned the door, spread his arms, and tried to block the angle.

But Costa gave him no chance, firing a clean and decisive shot into the far corner with his right foot.

The ball rolled past Beto's fingertips, skimming the grass, and nestled into the bottom right corner of the goal.

Atletico Madrid 3-0 Sevilla "Diego Costa!"

"He scored Atletico Madrid's third goal of the match!"

"But what is the essence of this attack?"

"It's Mario!! He received the ball at the edge of the penalty area, faked out both Iborra and Fazio, and then delivered a pinpoint through ball!"

"This isn't just a stat-padder; he's an artist who creates chances!"

As Costa charged toward the corner flag, he turned and waved vigorously at Mario.

He's growing to like Mario more and more; that long-range shot and subsequent retreat created such a wonderful one-on-one opportunity for him.

Two goals and one assist, and it's only been a short time!

It seems that ball skills are indeed directly proportional to looks...

One Mario, one me, and maybe one Kaka—the three of us are the best proof!!

"That fake was fucking amazing!" Costa yelled in his ear, "Those two idiots were completely blown away!"

"If you run well, I can pass the ball."

"Hey kid, the Brazilian barbecue is on me!!"

After the score reached 3-0, Sevilla's defense completely collapsed.

It wasn't a physical breakdown, but a psychological one. Fazio and Pareja blamed each other, Iborra kept his head down, avoiding looking at the coaching bench, and Beto roared at the air.

Only Rakitic was still trying to organize an attack, but his passes were repeatedly thwarted by Atletico Madrid's midfield.

In the 40th minute, Atletico Madrid won a corner kick.

Koke ran towards the corner flag with the ball, then slowly put it down. He looked up at the penalty area, searching for a high point.

Inside the penalty area, Godin and Miranda both came up.

But Kirk's gaze swept over everyone and landed on the tall figure at the back post.

Mario stood there, surrounded by Ivora and Fazio.

Two people sandwiched him from the front and back, trying to turn today's key man into a meat sandwich.

Mario keeps moving, constantly accelerating and then decelerating!

After raising his hand to signal, Koke crossed the ball.

The ball spun in the air, tracing an arc as it flew towards the penalty area.

At the near post, Godin and Miranda jumped simultaneously, drawing away two defenders.

In the middle lane, Gabi rushed towards the near post, drawing Pareja's attention.

It's still the back point!

Unable to shake off his opponent, Mario opted to jump early to gain the upper hand.

Influenced by Mario, Iborra also chose to follow suit!

But soon, Ivora realized that she seemed to have shrunk in height, and Mario was climbing much faster than her!

An outrageous height off the ground!

Perfect hang time!

Mario leaps high into the air and successfully scores the point!

With a gentle nudge, the ball was deflected towards the center from the forehead.

Header back!

Beto was completely stunned.

His view was blocked by a player at the near post, and by the time he saw the ball, it had already flown into the six-yard box.

He instinctively reached out, but it was too late.

Costa completes the relay!

The ball accelerated twice and instantly spun into the net.

Atletico Madrid 4-0 Sevilla!!

Diego Costa scores twice!

"First Mario headed the ball across, then Costa headed it on!"

"These two strikers treated Sevilla's defense like a training mat tonight!"

"The first half isn't even over yet, and Atletico Madrid is already leading 4-0! This isn't a game, it's a massacre!"

"I think I can understand Simeone's actions now!"

"Mario, who comes from a midfield background, has good footwork and excellent attacking awareness."

"Add to that his powerful heading ability and unparalleled long-range shooting in Europe, and he could certainly pose a greater threat if moved to the forward position!"

"The key is to play to your strengths and avoid your weaknesses. The team has maintained its original defensive solidity while increasing its offensive depth!"

—[Simone's adjustments are really something, perfectly utilizing Mario's strengths!!]

—【He was substituted at halftime, looks like they're preparing for the Spanish Super Cup!】

—【The score is 4-0, there's no suspense anymore, haha!】

—【In three days, I want to see Mario vs. Messi!!!】

After switching sides, no miracle occurred!

Those who held up banners before the match that read "Welcome to La Liga, 90 million flops" had already slunk away.

Super Mario, in full attack mode, finished the game in the first half, helping his team easily defeat Sevilla and secure their first win of the new season.

Costa, who had wanted Mario to coach him before the match, completely changed his mindset and gave a thumbs up in the mixed zone.

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"Mario is really good, I like having a teammate like that!"

"He seized every opportunity I created!"

"Of course, so do I!"

"Why do I only score goals and not assists?"

"Often, the dirty and tiring work can't be described with numbers!"

"In short, we can be considered the best partners~"

"Whether it's looks or skills, we're players of the same caliber!"

"Yes, I don't think Mario is better or more handsome than me. On the contrary, there's one thing he's not as good as me in: his Portuguese isn't as fluent!"

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