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Chapter 145: A five-man run past! A replica of Paris Saint-Germain's legendary 0-degree angle f

"Our defensive lesson is over, now it's our turn to counterattack!"

Sun Yang uttered this perfect Korean phrase and flicked the ball forward with the outside of his right foot.

In order to execute Kim Hak-bum's tactical instruction to push forward, the South Korean team had advanced their entire formation very far forward. They had left a large open space in their midfield and defense. Sun Yang's sudden burst of speed caught the South Korean team completely off guard.

The first to react was South Korea's attacking midfielder, Jeong Woo-yeong. He was closest to Sun Yang and was also the one whose mentality had been most broken after being mocked by Sun Yang's Korean remark. He had been dominated by Sun Yang's team in the Bundesliga, and the combination of old and new grudges caused him to completely lose his temper.

With red eyes, he lunged directly at Sun Yang. Ignoring the ball, he went straight for Sun Yang's man, trying to force Sun Yang to stay in midfield with a tactical foul.

Seeing Zheng Youying charging towards him, Sun Yang immediately activated his Maradona's "Overcoming Five Barriers and Slaying Six Generals" skill. Combined with the terrifying chassis provided by Kanté's "Perpetual Motion Machine," Sun Yang didn't need to slow down at all while running.

Just as Zheng Youying reached out to grab Sun Yang's jersey, Sun Yang quickly flicked the ball to the right with his left foot. The ball completed a very small-scale back-and-forth movement between his feet. Immediately afterwards, Sun Yang used the inside of his right foot to tap the ball. As if the ball had eyes, it passed directly between Zheng Youying's outstretched legs.

A groin dribble!

Sun Yang accelerated, his thick arm gently resting on Zheng Youying's shoulder. Zheng Youying, who had already lost his balance, was pushed by this force and spun around, only able to watch helplessly as Sun Yang sped away.

In the live broadcast studio of CCTV Sports Channel, He Wei's voice immediately rose eight octaves.

"It's starting! Sun Yang is dribbling forward! A very skillful nutmeg, directly getting past Zheng Youying! This is the game reading ability of a top player; he completely saw through Zheng Youying's intention to foul and defused the crisis with the simplest move!"

Xu Yang quickly added from the side.

"He Wei, look at Sun Yang's stride frequency. It's too fast! For a player who is 1.85 meters tall to be able to continuously switch between his left and right feet at this speed requires an incredibly high level of body coordination. Just now, Zheng Youying tried to pull someone up, but he couldn't reach Sun Yang at all. Sun Yang's footwork is too stable."

After passing Zheng Youying, Li Dongjiong came to cover. He watched as Zheng Youying was outmaneuvered, and a chill ran down his spine. He didn't dare to rush in blindly like Zheng Youying, but instead lowered his center of gravity and followed Sun Yang step by step in retreat, his eyes fixed on the ball at Sun Yang's feet, trying to block Sun Yang's path forward.

As Sun Yang dribbled at high speed, he glanced up at Li Dongjiong's position. The image of Zidane dancing on the edge of a knife flashed through his mind once more. He used the shoulder-dropping feint, a move personally taught by Zidane, with unparalleled skill.

Sun Yang's right shoulder suddenly dropped downwards, his entire upper body tilting sharply to the right, and his right foot stepping towards the right side of the ball. Li Dongjiong fell for it. He thought Sun Yang was going to force his way through from the right flank, so he immediately shifted his weight to his left side, preparing to block him.

Just as Li Dongjiong's center of gravity shifted completely, Sun Yang's body snapped back like a spring. He stepped on the ball with his right foot, completed a full 180-degree turn, and pulled the ball back with his left foot. Like a spinning top, he brushed past Li Dongjiong's body.

The muscle memory forged from countless falls and tumbles manifested its power at this moment. The entire movement was swift and fluid, leaving Lee Dong-kyung with his legs tangled and slamming onto the grass.

Alarms were sounding in the South Korean half. Their two defensive midfielders, Meng Chengxiong and Kim Dong-hyun, realized they couldn't contain Sun Yang one-on-one. They flanked him from both sides, forming a tight defensive perimeter. One blocked the inside line, the other the outside, standing side-by-side, completely shutting down Sun Yang's path forward.

On the empty pitch, only the sound of cleats screeching against the grass could be heard. Meng Chengxiong was even prepared to make a sliding tackle at any moment.

Faced with this double-team, most domestic players can only choose to pass the ball back or dribble it to death. But Sun Yang is different. He not only has extremely strong dribbling skills, but also top-notch explosiveness.

Sun Yang glanced at the gap between the two men but didn't slow down. When he was less than a meter away from them, he gently flicked the ball with the instep of his left foot. The ball immediately soared into the air, tracing an extremely small parabola that flew precisely between the heads of Meng Chengxiong and Jin Dongxuan.

This was a simple through ball with no unnecessary movements! The moment the ball flew out, Sun Yang suddenly exerted force with his foot. Kante-level superhuman cardiovascular abilities allowed him to unleash terrifying acceleration. He chose to forcefully overtake Kim Dong-hyun on the right flank.

Kim Dong-hyun was about to turn around and grab him when he realized that Sun Yang had already swept past him like a gust of wind. His outstretched hand only grasped at thin air.

In just two seconds, Sun Yang bypassed the defender and regained possession of the ball.

The ball and the player are separated! This is a perfect combination of speed and confidence.

The ball came to a steady stop at Sun Yang's feet; he had already dribbled across most of the field. Including Zheng Youying and Lee Dong-kyung from the start, and now these two defensive midfielders, Sun Yang had already beaten four South Korean players!

He single-handedly dismantled the entire South Korean team's defense.

In the live broadcast room, He Wei couldn't sit still any longer. He stood up and shouted into the microphone.

"Viewers at home, please look at the big screen! Sun Yang has single-handedly dribbled past four South Korean defenders! This is truly a visual feast for him!"

"Everyone surely remembers the Champions League Round of 16 second leg match that just ended a few days ago, where Borussia Dortmund played away against Paris Saint-Germain. Sun Yang put on a phenomenal performance, dribbling past six players against a full-strength PSG side! Neymar, Mbappe, and even PSG's starting goalkeeper Navas all became his backdrop!"

"Today, on this pitch at Songkhla Stadium, facing the South Korean U23 national team, Sun Yang once again unleashed his god-like dribbling skills! We expect him to storm into the penalty area and score! This is a lone hero scenario that Chinese football hasn't seen in a long time!"

On the sidelines, South Korean head coach Kim Hak-bum's face was ashen. A fine layer of cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

This wasn't playing football; it was a one-sided thrashing. Kim Hak-bum was waving his arms wildly in front of the coaching bench, yelling in Korean.

"Don't let him go through the middle! Tighten the defensive formation! Lee Yu-hyun! What are you waiting for! Close him down and drive him towards the sideline! We absolutely cannot let him face the goal directly!"

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