Midfielder

Chapter 28 Deadly Blitzkrieg

"GOAL~~~!!!" "GOAL~~~!!!" The commentator at the Stadium of Light was destroying everyone's eardrums with such crazy voices, but this noise was a happy noise for Benfica fans, because their Benfica team scored a goal.

Perhaps those fans who were just turning over the opening wave of people did not pay attention to what happened, and even the photographers were not ready to capture the camera. The goal appeared like lightning, at the moment when no one reacted.

The only picture that those stunned people could see was that the Benfica players in red jerseys were running madly towards the corner flag area, and the one running in the front was Simao, who was soaring on the grass of the Stadium of Light like a bird spreading its wings.

Those fans who were just shouting "Benfica~Eagle" could only see Ricardo, the goalkeeper of Sporting Lisbon, picking the football out of the net with a depressed look on his face, and standing next to him were several dejected defenders of Sporting.

19 seconds, everyone's eyes were on the goal time locked on the big screen. When no one understood what happened, Benfica had already scored. No one knew if this was a new record in the Portuguese national derby, the fastest goal record.

In just 19 seconds, Benfica had already knocked on the door of Sporting Lisbon with a goal. Simao and the others were celebrating wildly, and they were demonstrating to the opponents of Sporting in this way.

And the black-haired boy was running quickly towards Mourinho standing on the sidelines. He was roaring loudly while running. He might be the only one who didn't join the celebration, but everyone could see the smile on his face.

Mourinho looked at Lin Yi in front of him. He didn't know how to describe what the boy had just done. Everything happened too fast.

But now, except for a strong hug, there is no better way to express it, because Lin Yi has already rushed over with open arms.

"A gift for you!" Lin Yi shouted at Mourinho in a voice that only two people could hear. Yes, he did it. Now he could shut up those doubting voices, because the goal was scored from his feet. He did not disappoint Mourinho.

"It's a gift for us, little guy. The goal just now was wonderful!" Mourinho did not hesitate to praise the little guy in front of him, because this kid is so magical. He always brings excitement to others on the court, sometimes beyond anyone's imagination.

Unlike Mourinho's smiling expression now, the head coach of Sporting Lisbon, Ignacio, could only stand on the sidelines with a look of astonishment. He couldn't believe what he saw. He might even doubt whether this was a terrible nightmare.

The kid, who he regarded as one of the weaknesses of the Benfica team, hit him back in this way. In the past 19 seconds, Ignacio swore that what he saw was definitely not a 15-year-old boy, but an extremely experienced hunter.

The big screen at the Stadium of Light was replaying a scene that many people had missed, and it was helping everyone recall what happened in those 19 seconds.

When the referee's whistle rang through the Stadium of Light, Simao and Cardoso, the first team of Benfica, kicked off and pushed the ball to their own half. Lin Yi, who was standing near the center circle, was the first to receive the ball.

Lin Yi received the ball sideways. At this time, most people would pass the ball to the backcourt, then stabilize their position and start attacking, and his actions seemed to be prepared in the same way.

Sporting Lisbon rushed in very quickly. When Lin Yi just controlled the ball, the opponent's two forwards had already pressed up. Sa Pinto and Joao Pinto didn't want to have any chance to control the ball with this kid at all. They pinched the left and right to make this kid make a mistake.

These two old guys who have been on the field for too long know very well how to make a novice on the football field lose their rhythm, so their fierce expressions and actions are enough to make ordinary people flustered.

But Lin Yi is not one of those people. His first reaction exceeded the prediction of the two old guys. At the moment he received the ball, Lin Yi was ready for the next move, but he did not pass it back to his backcourt like most people did, but decided to do it alone.

One stop, one knock, Lin Yi did not wait for the ball to stay on his feet for a long time. He directly rushed out from between Sa Pinto and the two men with such a coherent movement. The ball he knocked out avoided the interception of the two old guys, and Lin Yi's light dodge did not leave any chance for the opponent to pull.

He chose to bypass the two men's pressing, but let the ball rush out directly from between the two men, and he also squeezed through such a gap. Such a choice surprised the two old guys, and there was no preparation, because the boy's choice was too bold.

No one wanted to take a foul action under the eyes of the referee. The restrained hand movements of the two people gave Lin Yi the opportunity to calmly pass them. The two men did not even chase back. At least in their opinion, Lisbon's defense could easily resolve such an offensive threat.

Lin Yi didn't care what others thought. He used the force of the knock to avoid the entanglement of the two forwards of the opponent. Before the opponent's midfielder Paito came up, Lin Yi suddenly let the ball out of his control. It seemed that the force of his knock was too strong and the ball was far away from his body. Such a dribbling could easily be intercepted by others.

"It's a big mistake!?" This might be the first thought that flashed through Paito's mind. He would not let go of such a mistake easily, but when his toes slid towards the ball, he already knew that he was wrong. All this was a scam designed by that kid.

Because the black-haired kid's starting speed was obviously one point higher, he took control of the ball one step ahead of Paito, and with his clever feet, he directly threw Paito's body that pounced on him and slid to the side, but he himself had already left in the dust under the other party's gaze.

After passing three people in a row, when all the players of the Atlético team were still not alert, Lin Yi had already used such a coherent action to get rid of three blockades, and his footsteps showed no signs of stopping. The rapid start speed gave Lin Yi the opportunity to move forward calmly.

With rapid breathing, Lin Yi could feel the burning sensation in his lungs after passing three people in a row. He did the two actions just now too fast, so fast that his breathing was a little unsmooth, and he even felt a kind of weakness in his legs.

He was not a god, and such continuous and rapid movements also made him feel the burning of his breath, but the football under his feet did not stop for a moment. At the moment when the midfielders of the other two Atlético teams surrounded him from the left and right sides, Lin Yi made the most crazy performance.

Atlético could not let this little guy have such a chance to move forward calmly. The other two midfielders had already pressed forward, and Paito also began to chase back. If Lin Yi continued to dribble, then what awaited him would only be a fierce tackle.

Lin Yi did not want to be the one rolling on the ground. His eyes were already on Cardoso who was frantically advancing. Before the reinforcements of the Athletic team came up, Lin Yi's arch had already kicked the ball. At this time, at least two defenders of the Athletic team focused their defense on Cardoso, because Lin Yi's passing route was obviously to find this guy who was in very good form recently.

And Cardoso's running position was really a headache. As long as Lin Yi could pass the ball through the gap between people, this guy would probably have a chance to score a single goal. The entire Sporting Lisbon team's defense line began to tilt to the left because of the running and pulling of these two people.

But the football pushed out by Lin Yi's arch did not penetrate the left side of Lisbon's defense as they expected, but they saw a more desperate picture. The football was not sent out in a straight line. Lin Yi's ankle shaking was not a straight pass at all!

The football took off in front of the two Lisbon midfielders, but the destination was the other side. Lin Yi never thought of passing the ball to Cardoso from beginning to end. His goal was always the other side of the Athletic team's defense, but no one knew what he was thinking.

No Lisbon defender had ever noticed when this kid's eyes glanced over there, but Lin Yi's pass was accurately delivered to the most fatal position. The Lisbon side was almost an empty city, and there was a guy running forward at an accelerated speed. That was Simao of Benfica, the sharpest striker of Benfica now!

The Atlético players, who were completely attracted by Lin Yi's pull, had never thought that this black-haired kid played a trick on them. The pass without looking at people deceived all the defenders, and the entire Atlético defense line was completely torn apart by such a pass.

Simao, who was running wildly, was trying his best to catch up with Lin Yi's pass, while Mario Sergio, the Atlético full-back who followed him, had collapsed. From the moment he started, he was very clear that his absolute speed could not stop Simao at all.

He might be the only one who still kept alert on this side, but if he had to face Simao's attack alone, especially in a speed contest, he might even doubt how likely he was to win. Even if he wanted to foul, it would be difficult because the guy was too fast!

There was no way to make up for the absolute speed gap, and Lin Yi's tricky pass directly hit the ribs of the Atlético defense area, which gave Simao enough space to cut in and accelerate. Simao's full-speed overtaking was unstoppable.

Mario Sergio's somewhat desperate gambling sliding tackle was also calmly avoided by the experienced Simao. When Simao passed the last line of defense of the Atlético, only Ricardo was left in front of him.

In a one-on-one match between a striker and a goalkeeper, the goalkeeper is often the most unlucky one, and this time is no exception. With a tricky push, Ricardo could only stretch out his hand in despair, but he had no chance to stop the ball.

19 seconds, from Lin Yi's light flash near the center circle to Simao's fatal blow, Benfica only took 19 seconds to penetrate the entire Atlético defense. Everything was so fast that it was astonishing.

After watching all this, the entire Luz Stadium immediately erupted in the craziest cheers since the start of the game. Everyone was cheering for this wonderful performance! Cheer for their Benfica! Cheer for the black-haired kid!

"Lin! Simao!" Such shouts have replaced the previous doubts. From this moment on, no one doubts Mourinho's choice. The black-haired kid deserves the 40,000 people in the stadium to cheer for him!

This is a perfect and deadly blitzkrieg. . . And the one who directed all this is the little guy who was doubted by everyone. He used this method to clear his name, which took 19 seconds. . .

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