It Was Really Asking to Be Hated!

"Here I come!"

Forty meters away, Yang Yang raised his right hand high and shouted teasingly.

The teammates around them all laughed in unison, but Casillas could not smile at all. Instead, he stared intently at Yang Yang with a solemn expression, as if facing a formidable enemy.

Yang Yang quickly ran forward. After planting his left foot, he leaned his body and swiftly kicked out with his right.

Everyone present almost held their breath, concentrating fully on Yang Yang's free kick.

With a muffled bang, the ball shot rapidly into the air. After flying over the wall, it curved toward the left.

The instant Casillas saw the ball, he made his judgment and quickly moved to the left.

The farther away the free-kick distance, the more time the goalkeeper had to judge it, and the harder it was to score. The demands on a player's technique, power, and method of taking the kick also became higher.

Judging from the free kicks Yang Yang and Zidane had taken before, both of them were essentially among the best in the world from around thirty meters. Therefore, they could only determine the winner through free kicks taken from farther away.

As a goalkeeper, Casillas was only 1.83 meters tall. For a goalkeeper, this could almost be considered a congenital weakness, because his height limited his reach and range of movement.

But since he had become a world-class goalkeeper, Casillas naturally had his own unique strengths.

That was his reaction speed and physical agility.

In both aspects, Casillas could be considered the best in the world.

And when he had saved Zidane's free kicks three times in a row just now, he had already proven his ability in these areas.

This time, facing Yang Yang, Casillas quickly judged the ball's trajectory and immediately