As Everyone Knows, the Goalkeeper Is the Freest Position on the Pitch

"Give it to the restricted area! The Mutants United has one last chance to attack!!"

Through the loudspeaker, Commentator Zhan's voice was hoarse. "Lao Mo! Luke Shaw! Double whammy!!"

The ball's speed was so absurd that it even produced a sonic boom, tearing the air apart with a hissing sound.

The ball is in the corner, it's guaranteed to go in!

The entire audience stopped what they were doing, even stuffing popcorn into their mouths; everyone thought so.

Except for the man standing on the door line.

Yan Shuangying watched the ball fly towards him with little interest. The previous ten goals he had conceded were not challenging enough, and he hadn't bothered to block them, but this one was not bad.

Speed and power are both decent.

Yan Shuangying moved, pulling his right hand out of his pocket with his five fingers spread.

Grasp!

"Thump!!"

With a dull thud, the grass beneath Yan Shuangying's feet exploded, and the ball was caught in mid-air with one hand!

"Pretty!"

"My God!"

"Plucking the moon with one hand!"

"Yan Shuangying! The Great Hero Yan!!"

"Is this the true value of being half-human, half-ghost, and the number one marksman?"

Yan Shuangying flicked his wrist, threw the ball on the ground, and glanced at the time on the big screen.

Thirty seconds.

That's enough for him to have a smoke in the opponent's penalty area and score a goal along the way.

Yan Shuangying said indifferently, "I've seen too many of your tricks."

Move!

Yan Shuangying immediately launched a powerful run, poking the ball ten meters away. He strode forward, heading straight into the Mutants United's half of the field.

The commentators went wild. "Holy crap! Master Yan has made his move! Is he aiming for a dragon?! He's a goalkeeper, after all!"

Deadpool threw banana peels and anti-personnel mines onto the field?

Yan Shuangying ignored him completely, his steps unsteady and his figure elusive.

The ball seemed to have a navigation system, navigating a series of beeping landmines in a stylish S-shaped path.

"Stop him! Don't let him get past!"

The Riptide watched as an ordinary person in a leather coat swept through the water, utterly humiliated.

It instantly turned red-hot, transforming into a raging purple tornado that swept directly towards Yan Shuangying.

Yan Shuangying remained unmoved by the howling storm; the wind wasn't even as strong as the sandstorms of the Mobei back then.

With a flick of the ankle, the ball flew in an arc past the right side of the tornado.

The ball and the player have passed each other!

Yan Shuangying fell face-down, his back pressed against the grass, and with a "whoosh," he slid and slid through the weakest gap in the tornado's base.

With a smooth, controlled stop and pass, as fluid as a Dove chocolate bar, he effortlessly controlled the ball at his feet as he stood up.

After getting past Li Qianhuan and Storm in succession, Yan Shuangying Iron Mountain Lean knock Ichirai Hisako Ichiki Hisako, who was wearing red armor.

Ignoring Ling Ling Qi was reaching for the ball beside him, he charged forward headfirst, facing the last line of defense.

With a roar, Colossus stood directly in front of Yan Shuangying!

Head-on collision?

It doesn't exist!

Yan Shuangying gently pulled the ball back with the sole of his foot, feinting his weight!

Cruyff Turn!!

As he turned, his shoulder rested on Colossus's waist!

"Clang!"

"Get out of the way, you big guy!"

Daken, coming to cover, couldn't brake in time, and the two collided solidly, rolling around on the grass covered in mud.

"He's broken into the penalty area! A one-on-one chance! Only Jelly Man goalkeeper Geggebu is left up in front of him!"

Geggebu stood guard on the goal line, his pink bio-paraffin trembling violently. The murderous aura emanating from this uncle was too strong!

Yan Shuangying pulled his calf back and unleashed a powerful shot!

"Bang!!"

The ball grazed Geggebu's head and flew into the top corner of the goal!

11-10!

A decisive blow!

Before the end of the first half, the Kung Fu Team took the lead!

Goal!

"It's in! It's in! It's in!"

"Incredible!"

"This is the tactical skill of our China special agents!"

"Not relying on superpowers, not relying on magic, but relying on absolute strength and composure!!"

The official live stream chat was flooded with comments:

"As a goalkeeper, it's perfectly reasonable for me to dribble the ball across the entire field, right?"

"Holy crap! Isn't this the pendulum from that year's Ronaldo? It brings back so many memories!"

"The goal-scoring animation cancels the goalkeeper's defensive pre-attack animation; Yan Daxia is a master of unconventional maneuvers!"

Yan Shuangying: I bet your defense doesn't have anyone who can defend.

"The Mutants United, I'm so fucking crazy! A bunch of superhumans can't stop an old man with no superpowers? My ocean-view villa has turned into a rooftop!"

"Hey bro, let's go to the rooftop. Remember to queue."

"Geggebu: At that time, the ball was only 0.01 centimeters away from me. I could even smell the shoe polish on Yan Daxia's leather boots."

"Wait! The blind spot has been spotted! Where's the referee? What happened to the hellish rule that you have to dance to score a goal?!"

On the field.

After scoring, Yan Shuangying turned and walked back.

"Beep beep!"

"Violation! You didn't dance when you scored! I'm deducting two points from your score!!"

Deadpool yelled at the top of his lungs, "Get moving! Get moving right now! Tango, samba, square dancing, anything goes!"

Yan Shuangying stopped and turned around, his cold gaze piercing straight at Deadpool, making him tense up.

He sprang to attention in a flash, clenched his fist against his chest, and shouted, "Good! Very spirited! You're exempt!"

After saying that, Deadpool turned and slipped away faster than an eel, shouting something under his breath as he ran:

"Using extreme stillness to express inner fervor—this avant-garde performance art dance! The referee approves! Goal! Whistle! First half ends!"

The home team's locker room.

Sing Sing angrily shouted, "Lao Wang! This job is impossible to do!"

"That Deadpool whistling is like something out of hell!"

"They threw landmines! They threw banana peels! And they forced people to dance! I've completely lost face!"

Director Wang took a small sip from his thermos. "Working at the grassroots level means overcoming difficulties. Besides, look at Ling Ling'er."

In the corner, Yan Shuangying was carefully wiping the antique M1911 with a piece of velvet cloth.

Sing Sing was speechless. This guy had just pulled off a big stunt and was secretly gloating!

The atmosphere in the away team's locker room was tense.

"Clang!"

Wolverine slammed his fist into the metal cabinet, denting the door and creating a large dent.

The old wolf has turned red!

"What the hell are you kicking? You're Mutants! You're X-Men! You're ruthless guys wanted throughout United States!"

"Now, an ordinary person, wearing a leather coat, has performed a dragon dance right in front of you?!"

"Have you no shame?! Have you all lost all sense of shame?!"

[First Half News Highlights]

[Ragnarok or rampant refereeing? A recap of the first half of the 749 New Year Cup!]

From reaching for the moon with one hand to riding a lone horse for a thousand miles! Yan Shuangying's god-like performance has shocked the entire internet!

[Will Deadpool be the biggest winner? How to properly use anti-personnel mines on the field!]

[Preview of the post-match interview! Yan Shuangying: I'm afraid of physical confrontations, so I chose to go for a solo run.]

[The Chinese national football team is saved! Netizens have written a petition in blood requesting Director Wang to lead the team to the World Cup!]