"He seems especially fired up tonight."
As Su Dong and the Bayern players rushed off the field to celebrate, Messi and Iniesta slowly walked toward the center circle.
They were both sincerely impressed by Su Dong's performance, but they also felt that his condition tonight was exceptionally good.
Right from the start, while everyone else was still warming up, he had already entered top form. To think he had scored such a high-quality direct free kick was honestly hard to believe.
"Pique provoked him just now." Iniesta smiled bitterly.
"Huh?" Messi was somewhat surprised.
Pique had provoked Su Dong?
Wasn't that just asking for trouble?
After Iniesta told him what had happened, Messi shook his head with a bitter smile. "That guy's brain must have short-circuited!"
"Who could disagree?" Iniesta felt exactly the same.
Su Dong wasn't someone you could provoke casually.
The stronger his opponent was, the stronger he became. The more you provoked and challenged him, the more energy he unleashed.
Provoking him at a time like this was absolutely not a rational thing to do.
"He really is quite fired up tonight." Iniesta sounded a little worried.
Messi chuckled instead. "He said that he wants to win three Champions League titles with Bayern. This season is only the second."
"Is that possible?" Iniesta found it hard to believe.
Defending the Champions League title was already an incredible achievement. Three in a row?
Did they really think the Champions League belonged to Su Dong's family?
"For anyone else, it would definitely be impossible. But Su Dong... it's hard to say."
Messi genuinely admired Su Dong. It was not only because of their friendship and the help Su Dong had once given him, but also because of Su Dong's ability.
He was the only player in world football today