60-0 Rout of Japan, Advance to the World Cup!

"Judging from Shinji Kagawa's performance over these past few minutes, he really hadn't been as good as Zhang Linpeng, who was the same age as him."

"He'd been far too eager to show himself after coming on. He had no idea what kind of presence he was up against."

Watching Shinji Kagawa get battered bloody by Lin Feng, the two commentators, who had originally held expectations for him, could not help feeling a trace of disappointment.

This was the genius midfielder the people in Japan had praised to the skies?

Before a true genius, he had been completely reduced to his original form!

Football was not just about having technique; one also had to be capable of applying those techniques in a match.

No one knew how good Shinji Kagawa's technique really was, but his Physical Confrontation was genuinely poor.

Especially in his several encounters with Lin Feng, he practically went down with every collision and made mistakes whenever it came to Physical Confrontation.

He could not even hold onto the ball like that, so how could he possibly perform?

No matter how good one's technique was, it was useless without a sufficiently strong body.

And what young players lacked was precisely ability and experience in Physical Confrontation.

So this was the strength of a world-class midfielder?

Shinji Kagawa, who had been ruthlessly crushed, was feeling extremely conflicted.

He felt ashamed and dejected by his terrible performance, even beginning to doubt his own ability and talent.

Yet at the same time, Lin Feng's strength as a world-class midfielder filled him with yearning. He wanted to make Lin Feng his goal and work hard to reach that level.

Before, he had only known that Lin Feng was strong. But since he had never experienced it firsthand, he lacked any intuitive