We made you the King of Prisoners, and now you've become the King of Football?

Chapter 89 The Immortal's Guidance

"Goal!"

"What on earth happened?!" Zhan Jun exclaimed in surprise.

"Monaco, who had been pinned back in their own half, surprisingly managed to breach Paris Saint-Germain's goal during a transition from attack to defense!"

"From the slow-motion replay, the ball originated from a short pass error by Motta, which lacked power."

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"Jiang Ming seized on this, immediately started his run, intercepted the ball before Rabiot could react, and then delivered a through pass!"

"The ball flew through the gap between the two central defenders of Paris, reaching Löw's feet for a one-on-one goal!"

"If we were to say that Jiang Ming's various predictive abilities were his keen sense of positioning, then..."

"That one play demonstrated his amazing ability to read the game!"

"Jiang Ming is like a commander on the court, seeing through every move the opponent makes!"

In the stands.

Paris Saint-Germain fans are still in shock.

For the first twenty minutes or so, the team maintained control of the game.

Monaco even struggled to get the ball into the attacking third.

But this seemingly ordinary pass allowed the opponent to seize the opportunity and deliver a fatal blow.

The big screen at the Parc des Princes stadium was playing a replay of the goal that had just been scored.

The whole process took only a dozen seconds.

Paris Saint-Germain fans are getting increasingly upset.

"What exactly is Mota doing?"

"Why was that pass so badly?"

"Actually, it's not entirely Motta's fault. The most important thing is that Verratti isn't here."

"If Rabiot were in Verratti's position, he would have gotten the ball much earlier with his awareness."

"Don't worry, we have God! We have angels! We'll turn things around in no time!"

Sidelines.

Paris Saint-Germain coach Laurent Blanc stands in front of the substitutes' bench.

His expression remained calm.

This coach, who was known as "The President" during his playing days, is unlikely to show too much emotion because of a single goal conceded.

It was just a brief conceded goal; it wasn't enough to disrupt his plans.

Paris Saint-Germain have scored far too many goals in Ligue 1 this season.

They have Ibrahimovic, Di Maria, and Cavani.

Looking across Europe, there are few teams that dare to say their attacking line is definitely stronger than Paris's.

Perhaps only Barcelona's MSN and Real Madrid's BBC can surpass them.

No fan would think they lack the ability to score goals.

Blanco clapped his hands.

He signaled to the players on the field to remain patient.

They are Paris Saint-Germain, not Florence and Borussia Dortmund.

His team doesn't have a habit of playing conservative football at home.

Therefore, Blanco has no intention of changing his tactics.

Once the pace of the game picks up, Ibrahimovic and Cavani will eventually score.

the other side.

With his hands in his pockets, Yaldin looked dashing from behind in front of the photographer's lens.

However, from the front, his expression was not relaxed.

He knew very well just how fierce Paris Saint-Germain's attacking firepower was.

They also understand that their team's defense is the weakest link.

With Ibrahimovic at the peak of his career and Uruguayan striker Cavani at the height of his power, not to mention Di Maria behind them.

Paris's attacking line is matched up against 21-year-old young center-back Wallace and 37-year-old Carvalho.

The old are old, and the young are young.

It's clear that the two sides are not on the same level.

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On the field.

Ibrahimovic looked at the Monaco crowd celebrating passionately, his expression slightly displeased.

How dare you act recklessly before God?

Prepare to face divine punishment!

The celebrations in Monaco have ended.

Both sides returned to the center circle.

The game has restarted.

The cheers at the Parc des Princes stadium grew louder and louder.

More than 70,000 Paris fans sang their team song continuously.

The Paris Saint-Germain players also noticeably increased the pace of the game.

Having learned from his previous experience, Motta has stabilized his footwork.

They began to frequently deliver shells forward.

Rabiot, a midfielder who is more of a workhorse, dribbles the ball forward from the center circle.

With Di Maria positioned further forward, Paris Saint-Germain's formation even shifted to a 4-2-4 during this period.

The sole purpose is to increase offensive firepower and break through the opponent's goal.

Monaco's defense is under immense pressure.

"Paris has sped up."

"They intensified their attack during this period."

"Monaco needs to be more careful."

Zhan Jun raised his voice.

The 30th minute of the match.

Di Maria receives the ball on the left wing.

Fabinho's defensive support on the flanks.

The Argentinian's feet wobbled repeatedly.

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Suddenly cut inside!

The acceleration created more space.

Di Maria unleashed a long-range shot towards the goal.

boom!

Subasic made a diving save, tipping the ball over the crossbar with one hand.

A huge cheer erupted from the stands.

"Di Maria is gradually becoming more active."

"It seems that the forward position is more liberating for him than the winger position," Zhang Lu analyzed.

"The Paris Saint-Germain goal-scoring feeling is just around the corner."

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A corner kick for Paris Saint-Germain.

Motta stood in the corner flag area, raising his hands.

Chaos reigned within the restricted area.

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People were packed together in all sorts of ways.

Snapped!

The corner kick is taken.

The ball, spinning in an inward arc, flew towards the penalty area.

Ibrahimovic leaped high into the air.

His height of 1.95 meters makes him the tallest player in Monaco's penalty area.

Receiving the ball.

A powerful header!

boom!

Another crossbeam!

The football bounced towards the second landing point.

Rabiot, who had surged forward from behind, suddenly kicked out.

The football streaks across the sky.

Aliens—1.

A sigh rippled through the Parc des Princes stadium.

"What a pity about that goal."

"But everyone can sense that Paris is starting to gain momentum!"

The 35th minute of the match.

Paris Saint-Germain has finally reaped the rewards.

Motta calmly distributed the ball in midfield.

Di Maria received the ball on the left wing and immediately used his speed to get past Raggi in one step.

"DiMaria! That's fast!"

"What's the next step?"

"Wow! A low, ground-sliding slash pierces through the defense!"

The football passed through the gap between two Monaco defenders.

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Cavani slammed in from the back post at high speed, creating a one-on-one attack.

But the Uruguayan did not choose to shoot himself.

Facing Subasic's attack.

Cavani opted for a cross pass.

Middle lane.

Great General Ibrahimovic arrived like an arrow released from a bow, riding Red Hare.

Facing an empty door.

Easy shot.

The football rolled under Subasic's arm and into the goal.

The entire Princes Park stadium erupted in cheers.

More than 70,000 fans stood up at the same time.

A deafening roar of cheers swept through the surroundings.

"Zlatan!!!"

"Zlatan!!!"

Paris fans chanted Ibrahimovic's name.

Ibrahimovic walked gracefully to the sidelines.

Head held high.

It was as if a king were inspecting his territory.

He raised his hands, signaling the fans to cheer even louder.

Countless Paris fans waved their scarves.

God has descended!

"Goal!"

"Riding the spring breeze, the horse's hooves are swift!"

"Ibrahimovic!"

"1-1!!!"

"Paris Saint-Germain has equalized!"

"A connection from the Paris Trident!"

"Di Maria launches an offensive!"

"Cavani selflessly passes the ball across the goal!"

"Ibrahimovic delivers the final blow in front of the goal!"

"Their top-class attack easily breached Monaco's goal!"

Live stream chat.

"Holy crap? They tied it that easily? That couldn't be easier."

"Don't you even look at who's on the forward line?"

"If you ask me, it's the Paris Saint-Germain team that shouldn't have conceded a goal to Monaco first."

"Paris, charge! Crush Monaco! Let them know that the French champions aren't someone anyone can just bluff against!"

"Wow, this guy's so aggressive, is he a real Eiffel Tower fan or did he place a bet?"

Sidelines.

Blanco nodded slightly.

The competition is proceeding as he envisioned.

This is Paris Saint-Germain under his management.

pressing.

Continued suppression.

So what if the two key midfielders can't play?

His team can also solve problems by utilizing the individual abilities of star players.

Blanco's lips curled up in a smile.

Operating an aircraft carrier is definitely the most exhilarating experience.

On the other hand, let's look at the other side.

Yaldin sighed softly.

Just as he had predicted.

Paris's attacking line can easily tear apart the team's defense.

That's not the most important thing.

Jardim looked up at the field.

Ibrahimovic is known for being a dominant force when things are going well, but disappearing when things are going badly.

If we can keep him contained and prevent him from scoring, that would be fine.

But now let him get one in.

He might get better and better as he plays.

The match is now completely in Paris's rhythm.

"This is going to be difficult—"

The referee, adjusting his headset, nodded.

Pointing to the center circle, the goal is valid.

Both sides are back to square one.

The game continues.

After Paris scored a goal, their attack became increasingly fierce.

Monaco is finding it difficult to cope with this impact.

Lemar and Löw frequently retreated.

Even Mbappe was forced to change his mind about attacking players not needing to defend.

"Paris's offensive is overwhelming!"

"Monaco's overall front line was pushed very far back."

"That's the charisma of a superstar!"

"The impact was too strong!" Zhan Jun exclaimed.

Time moved very slowly under the relentless onslaught.

Every offensive attack kept the fans completely focused.

The 42th minute of the match.

Paris Saint-Germain launched another attack in the attacking third.

Rabiot received the ball in midfield and passed it across to Motta.

Motta immediately passed the ball to the opponent without stopping.

The ball came to Di Maria's feet.

The Argentinians suddenly accelerated.

Cut inside with the ball.

This commotion successfully attracted the attention of two Monaco defenders.

He seized the opportunity and flicked his ankle.

He immediately sent out a diagonal pass.

It reached straight to Monaco's left flank!

Cavani had already figured out Di Maria's thoughts.

He started instantly.

Offside trap successfully broken!

"Danger!" Zhan Jun shouted.

Inside the restricted area.

Subasic rushed out of his goal, attempting to close the distance and block the shot.

The Uruguayan striker remained remarkably calm in front of the goalkeeper.

With a gentle push of the right foot.

The football rolled along the grass toward the far corner.

The football hit the inside of the post and rolled into the goal.

"YEAHHHHHHHHHH!!!"

The cheers at the Parc des Princes stadium erupted once again.

The sound was so loud it almost blew the roof off.

Countless fans celebrated wildly.

The dark blue ocean rippled with waves.

Monaco, who were just in the lead, quickly fell behind.

"We've got it!"

Zhan Jun's signature hoarse voice resounded throughout the live broadcast room.

"Paris Saint-Germain have taken the lead!"

"Cavani! The Uruguayan striker who honed his skills on the Apennine Peninsula!"

"Receiving a diagonal pass from Di Maria, he successfully beat the offside trap, faced Subasic, and calmly fired a shot!"

"That was a fantastic shot!"

"Paris Saint-Germain scored two goals in less than ten minutes!"

"Can Monaco hold on?"

Inside the live stream room.

The comments section was flooded with messages.

"Here it comes!"

"This is the real Paris Saint-Germain!"

"The French Ligue 1 champions are making their move!"

"Ibrahimovic, Cavani, and Di Maria—who can withstand them?"

"Won't Monaco collapse?"

"Don't rush, let's see how Jiang Ming performs!"

On the field.

Jiang Ming glanced at the scoreboard on the big screen.

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【2—1】

Paris Saint-Germain truly deserves its title as the dominant force in Ligue 1.

Their attacking efficiency is unmatched by Florence and Dortmund in the past.

No wonder that since the Qatari consortium took over, they have been following Real Madrid's transfer strategy of only signing superstar players.

The superstar effect is still too strong.

The game continues.

From leading to falling behind.

Yaldin also understood that he couldn't just keep taking the beatings.

New tactics were given.

Monaco began trying to regain control of the game's tempo.

Paris continued to exert pressure.

The physical confrontation between the two sides became increasingly intense.

The referee repeatedly stopped the game.

The scene gradually became more and more exciting.

"The first half has entered its final stage."

"Monaco must find a way to stabilize the situation," Zhang Lu said.

"With a goal down, Monaco can still make some adjustments in the locker room."

"After all, Jardim is a renowned coach in our country."

45 minutes.

The fourth official on the sidelines raised an LED light board.

Four minutes of stoppage time.

Jiang Ming stood next to Fabinho.

The three-defensive-midfielder formation was established after Paris scored.

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Fabinho passed the ball safely to Jiang Ming.

In that very instant.

Sammer's match reading module is running again.

The situation on the field seemed to become clearer.

In Jiang Ming's field of vision.

Even David Lewis's movements are clearly visible.

Wait a minute—Big Louis?

Jiang Ming suddenly realized.

The Paris front is pushed too far forward.

Between Motta and David Lewis.

A huge gap has appeared.

then.

Jiang Ming pointed ahead.

In an instant.

A black lightning bolt flashed across Monaco's left flank.

Jiang Ming no longer hesitated.

Hit the ball with one kick.

Direct drive.

Xavi's one-touch pass

Rui Costa's surgical through ball

Play the combo.

The fairy guides the way!

Mbappe made a forward run and successfully received the ball.

The two players are the best at coordinating with each other in training.

When he saw the direction Jiang Ming was pointing, Mbappe had already started moving.

He hasn't forgotten what he said before.

"If Jiang says 'Don't be a coward,' I'll charge forward!"

The Paris Saint-Germain players are also aware of this.

Marquinhos immediately pounced on the opportunity.

David Lewis also began to move to the right.

The entire defensive line in Paris was forced to shift laterally.

"Beautiful! Jiang Ming delivers another through ball with a single pass!"

"Mbappe is too fast!"

"Facing Marquinhos —"

21-year-old Makin looked at 17-year-old Mbappe in front of him.

A question arose in my mind.

Who isn't a child prodigy?

Marquinhos lowered his center of gravity.

At the same time, I was thinking of a solution.

It was Marquinhos's hesitation that caused the problem.

Mbappe thrust the ball forward with a powerful shot.

The speed increased instantly underfoot.

"They're here!" Marquinhos thought to himself.

He immediately turned around and went back to defend.

But just then...

Swish.

Marquinhos slipped and fell to the ground.

"What?!" Zhan Jun exclaimed in surprise.

"Did Marquinhos's legs go weak?"

"He actually slipped and fell to the ground!"

"Mbappe has wiped it out!"

The Parc des Princes stadium fell silent.

Paris fans stood up at the same time.

Hold your breath.

"Bottom line————"

"Horizontal knock—"

"Back point!"

Lemar skillfully controlled the ball.

He paused in his tracks.

Stand still.

Before the defenders could cover.

A low-angle shot!

Trapp's body was already leaning back to its limit.

But all he could do was watch the football fly over his head—

It flew into the net!