Chapter 216: Chapter 61: A Solo Run! Hunter Wang Shuo! Klopp’s Tactics Fail! Bayern’s Most Feared Opponent

And the most unbelievable thing was, he actually pulled it off!

The Argentine was stunned!

’How could he control the ball with such precision while sprinting at top speed?’

’How is that possible?’

However, Demichelis had no time to dwell on it. He immediately got ahead of Wang Shuo and continued his pursuit.

Wang Shuo had inevitably slowed down while bringing the ball under control.

But he immediately gave chase again.

As he entered the area within 30 meters of Bayern’s goal, he beat Demichelis to the ball, bringing it under his control.

Only then did gasps of shock erupt from the fans in the Olympic Stadium Berlin.

“He actually brought that long pass under control!”

“My God, what an exquisite first touch!”

By this point, however, Demichelis had already gotten into a defensive position.

Furthermore, not far from him, Lucio had also gotten back.

Wang Shuo was all alone.

’What should I do?’

Wang Shuo fearlessly charged forward, adjusting his position with a series of quick, small steps.

His Intercontinental Level Ball Sense and Swift skills had been on full display when he controlled the ball during that high-speed sprint.

And now, the advantage in movement speed granted by Swift allowed Wang Shuo to rapidly close in on Demichelis with those same small steps.

He gave the Argentine no time to breathe, let alone react.

’If I hesitate for even a second, the opportunity will be lost!’

Wang Shuo’s movements were too fast.

So fast that Demichelis had no time to adjust his footing.

As Wang Shuo charged up to him, he immediately executed an incredibly realistic step-over at 1.2 times normal speed.

But Demichelis was unmoved.

But before the first step-over was even complete, the next one followed.

This time, Wang Shuo had already reached the right side, just outside the penalty area, and feinted to his left as if he were about to cut inside at any moment.

Demichelis knew full well that Wang Shuo’s left foot was weak. He even knew that Lucio was covering the center.

He could even guess that the Mainz support players weren’t advancing that quickly, giving Bayern plenty of time to organize their defense.

’So, Wang Shuo won’t cut inside!’

And yet, in that split second, the relentless series of step-overs tricked him. He shifted his center of gravity, almost as a reflex.

The next moment, Wang Shuo knocked the ball past Demichelis’s right side with the outside of his right foot, suddenly changing direction. He broke past the defender on the right and charged into the penalty area.

Demichelis was no fool.

He was incredibly experienced and agile.

He might have been fooled by the initial feint, but he recovered instantly to pursue.

But inside the penalty area, all he could do was stay tight on Wang Shuo’s left shoulder, not daring to make any unnecessary movements with his hands.

He was just a step behind, maybe only by a few tenths of a second.

After charging into the right side of the penalty area, Wang Shuo wasted no time with fancy moves or a wind-up; he simply unleashed a thunderous shot with his right foot.

The entire sequence was swift and efficient. Every movement was clean and decisive, with no wasted motion.

Goalkeeper Butt, positioned inside the six-yard box, saw Demichelis get beaten and was shifting his position toward the right.

As a result, Wang Shuo’s powerful shot flew straight into the far corner.

Butt dove and kicked out a leg in time, but it was nowhere near fast enough.

Lucio had only made it to the edge of the six-yard box when he saw the ball drill into Bayern’s net.

“GOALLLLLLLLLLLLLLL!!!!!”

“IT’S IN!!!!”

“In the 17th minute of the first half, Mainz is the first to score against Bayern!”

“Wang Shuo with a 50-meter solo run! He single-handedly sliced through the defense, broke into the Bayern penalty area, and blasted it into the far corner!”

“One-nil!”

“What a magnificent piece of offense!”

“We’re seeing it now—from Pekovic’s pass, to Wang Shuo starting his run from the center circle, to the final shot—the entire sequence took only 10 seconds from start to finish!”

“Ten seconds!”

“Just too fast!

“Absolutely unbelievable!”

“Bayern’s defense has been rock-solid since the opening whistle, but this time, they showed the slightest crack, and Wang Shuo seized the opportunity!”

“He was like an incredibly sharp arrow, instantly piercing through Bayern’s back line!”

An ecstatic Wang Shuo turned and sprinted away in celebration.

Demichelis, however, stood frozen in his own penalty area, completely dazed.

Even now, he couldn’t wrap his head around how the goal was scored.

Seeing goalkeeper Butt sprawled on the ground inside the six-yard box, he was overcome by a surreal feeling.

’Could it be? Did Wang Shuo see and calculate every single one of our movements from start to finish?’

…

“WHOOOA!!!”

“Wang Shuo, what a beautiful goal!”

“A solo run! We can always count on Wang Shuo!”

“I told you! If Mainz wants to beat Bayern, they have to rely on Wang Shuo in the end!”

“In a one-on-one, Wang Shuo is practically invincible!”

“Demichelis is just his latest victim!”

In the section of the stands with the Mainz fans, a tour group of fans from China was cheering excitedly.

Like all the Mainz fans around them, they were roaring in celebration of Wang Shuo’s goal.

Shen Qinghe stood amidst the cheering crowd. She watched as Wang Shuo ran past the athletics track at the edge of the pitch and rushed toward the Mainz fan section to celebrate. She raised her camera and took a close-up picture.

In the photo, Wang Shuo was drenched in sweat, his fists clenched as he roared toward the fans.

At that moment, he exuded a captivating, masculine aura.

Her father also loved soccer.

Back when she was in China, she used to watch the European League with her father.

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