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

Chapter 87 Pogba, I'm back at number one on the scoring charts, what about you?

The moment the thought flashed through Pogba's mind, Mario stopped retreating and then quickly charged forward!

Mario used his 7-point speed to the fullest, starting his sprint from outside the penalty area line!

One step, two steps, faster and faster!

That's the downside of players who are 190cm+ tall – they're not quick enough at the start!

Pogba tried to follow, but he was a beat too slow; he had taken a step back and was now deeper than Mario.

Oops!!

At the same time, Moutinho's corner kick was a perfectly curved cross that bypassed the crowd at the near post and headed straight for the far post.

Barzagli was ready and, having locked down Martinez, was perfectly capable of clearing the ball.

but!

A blue and white figure appeared!

I was just about to jump when suddenly a flying man appeared in the air?

The camera zooms back 0.5 seconds, and Mario, who had started early, slightly bent his knee the moment he sprinted to the edge of the six-yard box.

Then, with the momentum of a sprint!

Mario flew up!

His amazing jumping ability after unlocking the new template, coupled with his exaggerated hang time, allows his body to almost hover in the air.

Thankfully, London's subway tactics haven't been fully developed yet, leaving room for takeoffs within the penalty area.

Contract your waist and abdomen, align your forehead precisely with the incoming ball, tighten the muscles in your neck, and your whole body is like a fully drawn bow!

Perfect power generation technique!

Pogba jumped behind him, but the Frenchman found that his outstretched arm couldn't reach Mario.

The Portuguese were still flying, but they themselves had already begun to fall!

Chiellini turned his head at the near post, his pupils reflecting the blue figure floating in the air. His mouth opened, but no sound came out.

Buffon took a step on the goal line; his brain gave the order to make the save, but his body couldn't react in time.

boom! ! !

Mario slammed his forehead into the ball!

The ball changed direction like a shooting star, hurtling straight into the top left corner of the goal at a speed almost imperceptible to the naked eye!

Swish!

The moment the net trembled, the Dragon Stadium erupted like a volcano!

"Goal!!!!"

Goal!!!!

"José Mario Pereira!"

"An 18-year-old Portuguese prodigy!"

"He surged forward from outside the penalty area and unleashed a powerful header that beat Buffon to the bone!"

"In the Champions League quarter-finals, this young player scored his first professional header!!"

Porto 1-0 Juventus!

Zhang Lu, laughing, added, "Hehe, Mario was so clever with that shot."

"He first stepped back, pulling Pogba out of the way, and then suddenly accelerated forward! Pogba was completely outmaneuvered."

"That jump, that hang time, that power—that's definitely not just luck; it's clear skill!"

"To be honest, I don't understand why he hadn't scored a header in the previous nine months of matches!"

—【With that ability to judge the trajectory of the ball, no wonder he can win so many second balls and finish with long-range shots!】

—【Damn, you have that kind of jumping ability, and you can resist using it normally, but you're just shooting me in the back from the outside!!】

—【Poor Ronaldo, he was leading the Champions League top scorer list for only one day, and Mario has already caught up again!!】

—【Hehe, scoring a goal while carrying Pogba, who's the real pro here??】

—【That's incredible! The positioning, the jumping ability, plus that goal-scoring prowess—Mario is definitely worth €8000 million!】

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— [Mario retreats first, then advances, drawing Pogba out before making a counter-run – this is textbook positioning!]

On the field, Mario was still a little dazed when he landed.

Heading a ball is really mentally taxing; the huge impact can leave you a bit dazed. Fortunately, this young man with exceptional skills doesn't need to worry about any aftereffects.

Just as Mario touched his forehead to relieve the pain, a tremendous force threw him to the ground!

His teammates rushed over and pinned him down one after another.

Lucho González patted the boy's head and shouted something, but Mario couldn't hear him clearly; his teammate's voice seemed to be drowned out by the shouts of the entire stadium's fans.

Mangala sprinted fifty meters from the backfield, arriving late and only able to clean up the mess. The Porto defender pulled Mario up from the crowd and offered his blessings.

"Damn it!"

"Why haven't you used this move in practice matches?!"

"genius!!"

"A complete genius!!"

"The old lady would never have imagined that your header could kill the game!!!"

Pogba stood still, standing outside the blue and white crowd.

The Frenchman stood with his hands on his hips, panting heavily. His gaze fell on the boy surrounded by his teammates, his pupils filled with a mixture of shock, confusion, anger, and a hint of awe.

This was not mentioned at all in the player handbook prepared by the coaching staff!

With such a powerful heading ability, why did you hide it until the Champions League semi-finals before using it?

Or is it a new ability developed during the season?

That seems even more terrifying!

How could it reach this level in just a few months?

Pogba has decided to return to Turin and begin intensive training with a trainer. His exceptional talent will not allow any more outstanding midfielders of his age to exist!

Chiellini walked over and patted Pogba on the shoulder.

"It's okay, there's still time."

"We only need to score one goal to be back on equal footing!!"

In the stands, in the away fans' section, the Juventus fans who had traveled to Juventus were deathly silent.

They tried to take the lead at the start, but ended up conceding the first goal!

This deviation from the script made them realize that something was wrong!

Especially the boy celebrating on the field, who scored two goals in two legs with his head and foot!

Why isn't this incredibly talented player a young talent from Juventus' youth academy?

At the other end of the stadium, a lively atmosphere prevailed, with the battle anthem of Super Mario echoing throughout.

"MÁRIO!"

"MÁRIO!"

"MÁRIO!"

The shouts of more than 40,000 people merged into a wave of sound, rolling under the night sky of the Estádio do Dragão Stadium.

The sound was so loud that people on the other side of the Douro River, several kilometers away, could hear Mario's name!

Conte stood in the technical area, his hands in his coat pockets, the muscles at the corners of his mouth twitching slightly.

Damn it!

The center-backs had clearly marked the opponent tightly!

How come there's suddenly an extra variable!

When did you become so good at heading the ball?

I've been scammed!

The scouting report said his heading ability was very average. You call that very average?

He shook his head and waved his hand to remind the players to keep pushing forward!

Pereira on the other side was stunned!

Mario, you're a true genius! You only asked me for the team's heading training guide and tactics manual a few days ago, how did you suddenly have an epiphany?

Cousin Manuel, please teach me how to have a genius son!

A long-range shot and a header pushed Juventus to the brink of elimination in the Champions League quarter-finals.

What incredible talent!

Pereira's thoughts drifted further and further away, and he suddenly felt that perhaps the most successful thing he had ever done in his life was becoming Mario's mentor.

He has the keen eye to spot and transform Sporting Lisbon's underdogs into shining stars in the Champions League!

Before the restart, Mario finally broke free from the crowd of his teammates.

He ran back to his own half of the field, and paused briefly as he passed Pogba.

"Paul, I'm back at the top of the scoring charts!"

When will we see you on the list?

"Of course, no matter how long the phone screen is, even an iPhone 200 can't see the player who scored zero goals."