Kakabanka?

Chapter 3 Kakabenka?

"Beautiful goal!"

"That cross-field pass was truly a stroke of genius!"

"What incredible vision; how did he even spot Gao Lin's position?"

"Brother Linzi is a beast!"

"Gao Lin's pass was quite good too, he's got real flair!"

"Is no one going to praise King Dong? Look at that physique, tsk tsk, he's truly a powerhouse!"

"That's for sure. A man who can catch the eye of Sir Ferguson, how could he be anything less than great?"

Seeing the Youth National Team finally score, the Chinese fans sitting in front of their televisions back home all Breathed a Sigh of Relief, sparing no praise for everyone involved in the attack.

Although Dong Fangzhuo's shot was spectacular, many fans attributed the primary credit to Lin Feng.

If he hadn't spotted the defensive gap on the opponent's left flank and delivered such a precise long pass, the Youth National Team would never have had such a golden scoring opportunity.

After witnessing Lin Feng's outstanding performance, those fans who had previously questioned him all shut their mouths.

Many even posed a soul-searching question:

Why wasn't such a talented player sent onto the pitch sooner?

In the eyes of many, if Klopp hadn't been so secretive and had sent Lin Feng on earlier, perhaps the match would have been wrapped up long ago, and it never would have devolved into this state.

Just imagine, if Lin Feng and Chen Tao formed a dual Attacking Midfielder partnership, this midfield would be practically invincible!

During the 2002 Korea-Japan World Cup, the Brazil Team once employed a dual Attacking Midfielder tactic with Rivaldo and Ronaldinho; everyone in the world witnessed just how strong that Brazil Team was.

Of course, this was just a fan's fantasy; the gap between this Youth National Team and that year's Brazil Team was far too wide.

The midfield combination of Lin Feng and Chen Tao could, at best, be considered a "youth version" or "budget version" of Ronaldinho and Ronaldo.

Seeing the Youth National Team players celebrating wildly on the sidelines, the players of the German team were utterly dejected.

Victory had been within their grasp, and they were already preparing for the semi-finals.

But with this goal from their opponents, they watched helplessly as the victory that was almost theirs simply flew away!

When the Youth National Team scored, there was less than a minute left in the match; it really came down to those few seconds.

This feeling of falling from heaven to hell in an instant was a devastating blow to young players whose mentalities were not yet mature.

The injury time ended with the two sides tied at 3:3, and the match was dragged into extra time.

Because the time was too short, the players didn't have time to return to the Locker Room and instead gathered around their head coach on the sidelines to discuss tactics for extra time.

The 5-minute break ended quickly, and the players from both sides returned to the pitch.

Perhaps because their morale had suffered a major blow, or perhaps because the Youth National Team's combat effectiveness had surged after the substitutions.

Once extra time began, the Youth National Team was brimming with high spirits, launching wave after wave of attacks.

In contrast, the German team was low in morale and filled with anxiety.

Soon, the Youth National Team completely seized the initiative on the pitch and began to pin the German team back.

This scene made the Chinese fans, who had just been looked down upon by German fans, feel a sudden sense of vindication, and they even stood a little taller.

"What kind of garbage European powerhouse is this? They don't look like much to me!"

"Exactly, and they call themselves World Cup runners-up? I think they just got lucky thanks to the Koreans!"

During the 2002 Korea-Japan World Cup, a certain country used underhanded tactics to pull off upsets against top European powerhouses like Italy and Spain, causing the German team to face the weakest opponent in the semi-finals—the South Korea team.

After being warned by the "Football Emperor" Beckenbauer that their opponents dared not continue using dirty tricks, the German team eventually advanced to the final.

The German team was not considered a top-tier powerhouse in that World Cup, and they lost the final quite decisively, which is why many fans call them the worst runner-up in history.

Many people believe that if it hadn't been the South Korea team in the semi-finals, but rather Italy or Spain, it would be hard to say whether the German team could have advanced to the final at all.

So, ever since then, many have mocked the Germans, saying their runner-up title was just picked up off the ground.

Seemingly unable to endure their team being so passive, the head coach of the German team waved his hand, ordering his players to execute a high-pressing tactic.

Compared to Asians, Europeans have a clear physical advantage; relying on Physical Confrontation and superior stamina, they have always been able to gain the upper hand when facing an Asian Team.

But this time, the German team's "mad dog" style of pressing not only failed to succeed but instead exposed the space behind them.

In the 95th minute, the Youth National Team's Defensive Midfielder Cui Peng successfully intercepted the ball in midfield and immediately passed it to Lin Feng without hesitation.

Although Lin Feng hadn't been fighting alongside them for long, he had already earned the recognition and trust of his teammates through his outstanding performance.

By the time Cui Peng passed the ball, Lin Feng was already accelerating into a sprint.

After receiving the ball, his speed didn't drop in the slightest; in fact, he continued to accelerate.

This terrifying acceleration left the fans watching in the stadium wide-eyed.

"A counterattack from the Chinese team, Lin Feng is sprinting with the ball!"

"Such incredible speed! He's bypassed the German team's Number 7, Benetzki, and shaken off the Number 4 player, Matip, who was trying to chase him down. He's still accelerating—he's like a gale-force wind, knocking the German War Machine to the ground!"

Looking down at the pitch from the air, one could see a red figure cutting through the crowd of white jerseys like a sharp blade, breaking through every obstacle with unstoppable momentum.

The nearby German players rushed up one after another, but they all returned in defeat, like waves crashing against a dam.

No one could stop him!

Lin Feng sprinted forward with the ball, his speed increasing with every stride, until even the last Defender for the German team was left in the dust by his sheer pace!

This terrifying speed and high-impact style of attack.

Made the fans' blood boil and drove them into a frenzy!

At this moment, every fan in the stadium had risen to their feet; hardly anyone remained seated.

Everyone craned their necks, gazing expectantly toward the German team's goal.

No matter how brilliant the performance had been up to this point, it would all be for nothing if he couldn't Score a Goal.

But if this ball went in, the significance would be entirely different, potentially becoming the most spectacular goal of this Youth World Cup!

"Go, Brother Linzi!"

"Charge, Brother Lin!"

"Don't back down, crush them!"

Countless domestic fans watching the match on TV were also cheering and shouting for Lin Feng at this moment.

Under the gaze of the masses, Lin Feng shook off the final defender and drove into the penalty area, facing the Goalkeeper in a One-on-One!

The Goalkeeper for the German team chose to rush out.

His decision was correct, but it was of no use.

The moment the Goalkeeper charged, Lin Feng swung his right foot and struck the ball with immense force.

BANG!

The football whistled toward the goal like a cannonball fired from its chamber.

The German Goalkeeper felt his vision blur; before he could see anything clearly, he heard a crisp swish.

The ball was in!

The score became 4:3, and the Chinese team had taken the lead once again.

Now, it was the German team that trailed.

However, neither the fans at the stadium nor those watching on TV cared about the score anymore.

Everyone was stunned by the process of the goal Lin Feng had just scored.

It was too brutal!

No one had expected that this young man, who looked refined and handsome, exuding an air of elegance and gentleness, could have such a violent side.

This stark contrast immediately brought to mind another player in the Football World, the Hotshot of Milan—Kaka!