Ground football: Ronaldo thought I was going to assist him

"Deng Kai caught up with Schmeichel and got his gloves! This..."

"Deng Kai is going to be the goalkeeper! It really is Deng Kai! My God!"

"Has Deng Kai gone mad? He's only 1.78 meters tall!"

"There have indeed been goalkeepers under 1.8 meters tall in history, but they are extremely rare. And most importantly, Deng Kai has never received professional goalkeeper training. He... how about Pepe instead?"

on the field.

Schmeichel, who had walked to the sidelines, nearly popped his eyes out: "Are you sure, Kay?!"

Deng Kai nodded firmly: "It can only be me."

Schmeichel handed the gloves to Deng Kai.

Meanwhile, on the sidelines, Maxa asked, "Fonte, when you guys do extra training together, does the loser always end up as goalkeeper?"

Abundant features.

"See? I told you Kai had practiced it, no problem." Maxa laughed, and while talking to Trigla, he continued to ask Fonte, "Since Kai stepped up, it means he's usually the best at diving for the ball, right?"

Fonte was embarrassed: "Well... I usually make the most saves, then Pepe, and then... second to last is Ronaldo, while Kai... has never made a save on the ball."

"They, no, it's Ronaldo who's a bit afraid of the ball; he avoids it. And Kai... he couldn't bear to crush our confidence in shooting, so..."

Marksa is numb.

Not just on-site.

The commentators on all the major broadcasting platforms have been completely thrown into chaos.

Is Deng Kai going to make the save?

Does Sporting Lisbon have no one left?

Although Deng Kai is no longer considered short among midfielders, he is still a goalkeeper!

Goalkeepers under 1.85 meters tall are all Yordles!

"This is outrageous! Deng Kai is clearly out of control."

"Deng Kai missed the penalty kick, and now he wants to redeem himself? I can understand his feelings, but this behavior is definitely wrong!"

"Sporting Lisbon – no one stood up to stop Duncan? That's outrageous! This team is finished! Is this Duncan's personal fiefdom?"

"Maxa and Trigra are two charlatans who refuse to make any adjustments or give any instructions, letting Deng Kai do whatever he wants!"

"Deng Kai arrived at the door and his eyes met Zidane's. It was clear that Zidane's eyes were filled with surprise and confusion. But it was only for a moment before Zidane got into his own state."

Kacha!

No one can hear it.

But a voice came from Deng Kai's mind.

The time card "Cech who doesn't want to be a tank soldier" is activated.

"Cech, bless me... I promise I'll never let you get hurt in this lifetime!" Deng Kai murmured, his feet planted firmly on the door line, motionless as if rooted to the spot.

He lowered his body slightly, like a hunter deep in the mountains.

Zidane, who should have been in control, became his prey.

Zidane really disliked this feeling.

Deng Kai's gaze and movements were too aggressive.

This sparked a rebellion within Zidane, who refused to become the host.

The initiative should always be in his hands.

Because he is Zidane!

drop!

The referee blew his whistle.

Zidane begins his run-up.

It's quite fast.

boom!

Zidane kicked it out.

Everyone forgot to breathe at that moment.

The football flew out.

Some people guessed the left, while others guessed the right.

Deng Kai's mind was filled with the crazy judgments based on Cech's experience and abilities.

Cech's brain concluded that it was on the left.

But Deng Kai suppressed this impulse stemming from his professional background.

He believed in his answer.

Even if the other answer comes from Cech.

Of course, Deng Kai rejected Cech's assessment, but still possessed Cech's ability to make saves.

He slightly raised his eyes.

The football went up there!

Baggio in the stands looked as if he had been struck by lightning.

That was... a shot from the sky!

That was a rainbow!

That's... a Panenka penalty!

Zidane... wait!

Deng Kaita!

Zidane's expression froze instantly after he kicked the ball.

Because Deng Kai's feet seemed to be rooted to the spot, standing motionless.

The football floated lightly into Deng Kai's arms.

Deng Kai... saved Zidane's penalty!

You could say he was dumbfounded.

But you could also say that he... saw through Zidane!

Zidane himself prefers the latter.

The cheers from the Real Madrid fans in the stadium came to an abrupt halt.

At that moment, all the Meringue members felt as if they had fallen into an ice cellar.

The chill started from the feet, making everyone's scalp tingle.

But this is not the end.

Deng Kai ran past the stunned Zidane, carrying the ball. He placed it in his right hand, leaned to his right rear, and shouted, "Counter-attack!"

"Counterattack!"

The next moment, Sporting Lisbon launched a full-scale attack!

All the players sprinted towards Real Madrid's half, ready to receive Deng Kai's throw-ins or long kicks.

Apart from Zidane, who was still recovering, all the Real Madrid players turned around and ran quickly towards their own half.

"Defense! Defense!" Hierro frantically reminded his teammates.

A deadly race has begun...

Where's the ball?

Wait, who is that?

Raul saw a dark figure run past him; it was a Sporting Lisbon jersey.

That's... Deng Kai!

He didn't kick the ball long!

He dribbled the ball out of the penalty area!

This……

Raul even looked back at Sporting Lisbon's goal to confirm it, otherwise he couldn't believe it.

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And indeed, Deng Kai was nowhere to be seen there.

Deng Kai abandoned the door and left!

Considering Zidane's absence, Sporting Lisbon, playing with ten men, actually had one more player than usual!

Danger!

Danger!

boom!

Duncan passed the ball to Matthäus as McManaman lunged at him.

Matthäus passes the ball across to Pepe.

Pepe's pass was blocked by Hierro, who almost fell, while Ronaldo remained in midfield instead.

Cristiano Ronaldo passed back to Duncan, who then made a forward run.

Deng Kai passed the ball to Kaka, who had retreated to receive it.

Kaka passes back to Matthäus.

Matthäus played a through ball to Duncan, who received the ball on the left flank.

boom!

Deng Kai lifted the ball from behind him to the front and chipped it with the outside of his foot.

A series of passes, dazzling to the eye.

The commentator's speaking speed couldn't keep up with the speed of the ball's movement at all.

Because all of these passes are one-touch passes!

Nobody got involved!

At this moment, among all the football commentators in the world, only Huang Jianxiang can barely keep up.

He knows every player at Sporting Lisbon inside and out.

One minute on stage requires ten years of practice off stage.

At the same time, Zidane, finally realizing what was happening, frantically pointed to his wrist, indicating that the game should have ended long ago.

Bosque immediately complained to the fourth official, and one minute of added time was added.

But it's already the 123rd minute.

The fourth referee signaled to Vicente del Bosque to calm down, explaining that it was normal for the referee to extend stoppage time due to issues such as the goalkeeper substitution.

Moreover, it seems that the referee intends to stop the game once this attacking opportunity is disrupted.

Sporting Lisbon has already made nine consecutive passes; they can't keep pushing forward with just one pass forever.

As soon as the ball stops, the referee will definitely...

I like playing football on the ground: Ronaldo thought I was going to assist him.