Chapter 3 Killing the Game



"Oh my god! What a pleasant surprise!"

"The referee's penalty was indisputable! He is definitely a top referee."

"An opportunity, this is our opportunity, Lorient's opportunity!"

At the stadium, the home fans, who occupied almost two-thirds of the seats, cheered when the referee awarded a penalty.

Penalty!

What's the difference between this and a sure goal?

If their starting goalkeeper Subasic were still there, it might be a bit difficult, but with this handsome Chinese goalkeeper in front of us, there's no pressure at all.

Monaco fans were all clutching their heads in anguish, expressing their disbelief at the fact.

Even they felt it was practically a sure goal.

From a three-goal lead to a draw, it was like a rollercoaster ride, taking less than ten minutes. When did Monaco's defense become this bad?

It's all the goalkeeper's fault. He could have easily made the first shot, but he was just standing there, lost in thought.

A game that could have been three points can only be won by one point. No one would be happy in this situation!

The commentators, fans, opponents, teammates, and even their own coach all thought the ball was a sure goal. However, there was one person on the field who didn't think so. He even shouted at Mbappe, whom he had previously liked, "What are you doing back here? Get back up front!"

Mbappe, the "Turtle," looked surprised. This guy really had a big mouth! How dare he talk to him like that? However, he didn't have time to argue with him at the moment, and just lowered his head and ran towards the front of the field.

As a forward, he also knew that he couldn't help much on the defensive end.

The referee handed the ball to the opposing player who was taking the penalty. Lei Ming recognized him; he was the one who scored the first goal, I think his name was something like Malvo.

The other person was darker than a tortoise and much taller.

Lei Ming shook his body to activate his cells.

He refused to believe that he couldn't stop the goal even once; this time, he was determined to prevent it.

His eyes were focused, his arms were outstretched to the sides, and he stared intently into the eyes of the opposing player.

Lorient's number 10 striker, Malvo, stood relaxed in front of the penalty kick, looking at the opposing goalkeeper's posture and revealing a bright smile.

Your pose is great, but I wonder if you'll want to bury your face in the grass when you score a goal.

He didn't think the opponent could be a stumbling block to his goal at all.

He shared the same thought as everyone around him, including his teammates.

"beep!"

As the referee blew his whistle, Malvo jogged a few steps and then suddenly lowered his center of gravity, taking a few small steps. His eyes seemed to be about to shoot to the left, but seeing that the opposing goalkeeper's center of gravity had been deceived, he directly performed a Panenka to the right. After kicking the ball, he even confidently turned around to celebrate the goal with his teammates.

However, instead of cheers from his teammates, he was greeted by their surprised expressions as they shouted, "Get back on defense!"

Just now, Lei Ming sensed the trajectory of the ball again. When he saw the opponent's feint, he sneered inwardly, but pretended to be fooled and prepared to dive to the left. However, in an instant, he changed direction, quickly moved to the right, and steadily caught the not-so-fast lob. Then, without thinking, he kicked the ball long towards Mbappe.

When the ball was kicked out, Lei Ming immediately felt that he had it. This time, his footwork was standard and there was no major mistake.

At this moment, Mbappe was like a nail stuck in the opponent's backfield. He was originally thinking about how he would become the savior of the team after the restart, but he never expected the ball to come so quickly. Faced with the ball, a variety of attacking plans flashed through his mind in a flash!

Tremble, mortals, it's time for you to experience the true speed of French supercars!

With a quick step, he received the ball, dribbled past his opponent, and the young Mbappe's instantaneous acceleration was something that no veteran defender could keep up with. By the time the opponent tried to grab his shirt, he could only grasp at thin air.

Mbappé's spree has taken down countless opponents this season; he's not the first, and he certainly won't be the last!

Oh my god!!!

"God, what's wrong with this turtle kid? How can he be so fast? Don't go in! Don't go in!!!"

The local TV presenter seemed to have voiced the sentiments of all Lorient fans, who were all praying that the opponent's one-on-one chance wouldn't go in.

In reality, Mbappe was determined to score on this one-on-one opportunity. When the opposing goalkeeper came out to challenge him, he simply made a feint and successfully deceived the goalkeeper's center of gravity. Then, just like his idol Cristiano Ronaldo, he swiftly passed the goalkeeper and then easily pushed the ball into the empty net.

Finally, he ran to the sidelines, did a long moonwalk, and then did a cool, domineering hand-on-hips turn in the air, showing the most important part—his back—to the fans in the stadium!

"boom!!!"

Monaco fans cheered wildly, singing and dancing in celebration of the goal.

In just one minute, it was as if they had taken an elevator from heaven to hell and then from hell back to heaven. The joy they felt at that moment could only be described as cheers.

My dear reader, there's more to this chapter! Please click the next page to continue reading—even more exciting content awaits!

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