Why are you still playing like this when I said TY would seize every possible opportunity?

[????]

[?????]

[Holy shit, bro, what are you doing?]

[I'm actually speechless. Does that count as a goal?]

[Fuck, that was insane! Insane! Ballon d'Or king!]

"Wow!!!"

The fans in the stadium cried out in amazement. After confirming that he had scored, Tang Ye spread his arms and sprinted toward the sideline.

Bang!

Whoosh—!!!

"Roar—!!!!"

The China national football team players still needed some time to fully accept what had happened. As a result, when the celebration began, Tang Ye was the only one running.

Escribá put a hand on his head and smoothed back his hair. "Sh... shit."

"Tang Ye, holy shit, you're amazing!"

"Ballon d'Or king! Ballon d'Or king!"

Getting up from the grass, Tang Ye first raised a hand to greet the fans in the stands, then walked over to the nearest cameraman.

He planted his feet and slowly raised his right hand.

!

The fans immediately caught on, seizing the exact moment Tang Ye swung his arm.

"Flame Dragon Armor, combine!!"

This was already the third armor set Tang Ye had summoned in this World Cup.

Well, the first one of the knockout stage!

Dongqiudi live update: Tang Ye scored a stunning Rabona strike in the 20th minute of the first half, giving the China national football team the lead.

Trending No. 1: China vs. Spain.

No. 7: China national football team takes the lead. (Fastest rising)

"..."

Things were rather awkward on Spain's side. Rodri and Pedri looked at each other.

"Why didn't you go up?"

Pedri was embarrassed by the question. "I thought the ball wouldn't come over."

"..."

Rodri flung both hands upward. He was clearly speechless.

Pedri had talent, but he was just too young.

Twenty-year-old Pedri looked fucking two years old in front of Tang Ye.

And Tom was weird too.