Here he cos!
As Wang Shuo dribbled the ball over, the Peruvian center-back, Carlos Zambrano, glanced to the side before quickly turning his head back. His attention was now completely focused on Wang Shuo.
The 20-year-old Peruvian center-back had gone through countless hardships, moving heaven and earth to make his way from Peru to Germany, then rising from the Schalke 04 youth team to the first team.
Every step had been incredibly difficult!
Because of this, he cherished everything he had now.
Including his starting position.
And the trust head coach Magat had in him.
As Wang Shuo closed in on Zambrano with the ball, he was also watching the Peruvian center-back’s every move.
Wang Shuo actually had a great deal of respect for the center-back’s skill.
At 1.85 ters tall and 78 kilograms, he had the excellent physique of a center-back.
More importantly, he was fast, had explosive power, was willing to run and fight hard, played dirty, and used a lot of sneaky tricks.
All of this made Zambrano a very difficult center-back to deal with.
According to Krawietz’s pre-match report, Zambrano’s most obvious weakness was his poor ability to defend against high balls.
But that wasn’t Wang Shuo’s specialty either.
Facing such a center-back, Wang Shuo felt both a headache coming on and a surge of excitent.
He used to not understand why players like ssi and Ronaldinho loved taking on opponents so much.
But now, he understood the thrill!
After upgrading [Eagle Eye] and [Coordination], Wang Shuo could now execute his original technical moves with even greater ease.
’Zambrano will be the perfect test subject.’
That was the good thing about being an attacking player.
Out of ten attempts, you could fail nine tis, but as long as you succeeded once, you would win thunderous applause from the crowd.
It was the opposite for defenders.
Success nine tis out of ten didn’t matter; one failure was all it took to be rembered by countless people for the wrong reasons.
’The advantage is mine!’
At this thought, Wang Shuo decisively sped up.
He had to complete the move in the shortest ti possible, so fast that even this fully-focused opponent wouldn’t have ti to react.
Most importantly, Zambrano was right-footed, while Wang Shuo was two-footed!
When he was about a step away from Zambrano, he suddenly stuck out his right foot, using the outside of his boot to knock the ball to his right, feinting a Breakthrough to that side.
Zambrano couldn’t tell if it was real or a feint, but he followed Wang Shuo’s movent anyway.
But just then, Wang Shuo’s legs moved swiftly. After taking a step, he planted his left foot firmly and used the inside of his right foot to flick the ball behind him, sending it to his left.
’Just as I thought!’
’This guy is a fucking trickster!’
But Zambrano was no pushover. He hadn’t fallen for it at all and imdiately adjusted his center of gravity, lunging toward Wang Shuo’s left.
’Trying to get past with just a Cruyff Turn?’
’In your dreams!’
But just as Zambrano confidently shifted his balance, he realized...
’Where’s the ball?’
In the instant he shifted his weight, Wang Shuo had planted his right foot after flicking the ball. Pivoting on his right foot, he spun counter-clockwise. His left foot then trapped the ball from the Cruyff Turn before pulling it back to the right.
The Marseille Turn!
’Holy shit!’
’How did he do that?’
’A Cruyff Turn plus a Marseille Turn?’
’How did he link those two moves together?’
’How fast must his feet be?’
’And most importantly, you have to be incredibly skilled with both feet to pull that off.’
As that thought flashed through his mind, Zambrano had already lunged at empty air.
Wang Shuo had completed the Marseille Turn. After pulling the ball and spinning, he quickly pushed it forward and burst away.
So fast!
So fast that no one could see it clearly.
Zambrano, especially, had no idea how he had just been beaten.
But the entire Westfalen Stadium erupted in excited cheers.
Amidst the thunderous cheers, Wang Shuo charged with the ball toward the Arc Top District, facing the last defender, Bodden.
Wang Shuo kept accelerating, giving Bodden no ti to adjust or react.
Just as they were about to et, Wang Shuo suddenly stepped out with his right foot, his body once again leaning to the right.
In that instant, only one thought appeared in Bodden’s mind.
’Wang Shuo is a right-footed player.’
He instinctively moved to block him.
But in the next mont, Wang Shuo suddenly cut the ball back to his left, pushed it forward with his left foot, and once again shook off Bodden.
"He beat another one!!"
"My God!"
"Wang Shuo has burst into the penalty area with the ball! He’s one-on-one with the keeper!"
After his Breakthrough against Bodden, Wang Shuo burst into the penalty area from the left side of the Arc Top District, heading straight for Neuer.
The German goalkeeper was also dumbfounded.
It had all happened so suddenly.
Just a mont ago, there were two defenders between him and Wang Shuo, and Wang Shuo had his back to the goal.
Suddenly he’d turned, and suddenly he’d beaten one defender after another.
By the ti Neuer reacted, he had instinctively rushed out of his six-yard box.
It had to be said, Neuer’s timing was perfect.
The mont Wang Shuo got past Bodden, Neuer abandoned his goal and charged out.
But from the very beginning, Wang Shuo had factored Neuer into his plan.
He had played against Neuer a few tis and knew his tendency to rush out.
Moreover, this atypical goalkeeper also had excellent footwork.
So, when Neuer ca charging out, Wang Shuo was already prepared and imdiately stepped out with his left foot.
’This trick again?’
’Still trying for a Swing Pass?’
Neuer had already been burned by it once!
’He absolutely wouldn’t fall for it this ti!’
’Let’s see how you swing now!’
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