King of Yiding, Love Exposed!

The moment the ball drilled into the net.

Everyone was still in shock, but Lu Yang was already running in excitement.

He had done it!

He hadn't lost!

He sprinted toward the corner flag, his strides long, and launched himself into the air.

Turning mid-air, he bared his back to the cameras and the spectators in the stands.

Boom!

As his feet hit the ground, he descended like a god of war.

His hands hung naturally at his sides, his back slightly arched.

No one had ever performed this celebration before, and no one knew what it meant.

But... for some reason, at this moment, everyone was ignited by this celebration!

From the pitch, a sound like a mountain collapsing and a tsunami roaring erupted!

"GOAL!!!"

"The ball is in!!!"

"A wicked curve! A perfect free kick!"

"Lu Yang has sealed the game! There is no time left, Turris has no time left!"

"This is the first free kick Lu Yang has taken on the pitch, and it is also the first free kick goal of his professional career!"

"Ladies and gentlemen, you are watching the marquee matchup of the 38th round of Serie D, San Remo versus Turris. In the 95th minute of the match, Lu Yang has killed the game with a perfect free kick. He has led San Remo to overtake the score with a hat trick."

"Four to three! San Remo leads four to three!"

"The Turris players are in complete disbelief; they could accept a draw, but they cannot accept a defeat!"

"Lu Yang has descended from the heavens! At this moment, he is the King of Serie D!"

"Blood is spilling from the wound at the corner of his eye again, which serves as a reminder to everyone just how terrifying a wounded beast can be!"

"Anyone who has watched this match will absolutely agree with my assessment of Lu Yang: he is the toughest man in Italian football!"

"The San Remo players have all rushed onto the pitch, celebrating wildly!"

"Half a season, from the relegation zone to the top of the league—this is the wildest points surge in the history of Italian football!"

"Congratulations to San Remo; they have secured the first championship trophy in their club's history! This is of great significance!"

"Congratulations to Soto; when he took over San Remo midway through the season, no one was optimistic about him, and everyone thought The Butcher didn't know how to coach a football team. But Soto proved to everyone with facts that he not only knows how to coach, but he also knows how to win championships! He brought his championship DNA to San Remo on the northwest coast of Italy!"

"Congratulations to Lu Yang; he has become a hero! A hero of San Remo forever! Eighteen goals, twelve assists—he is the efficiency king of this year's Serie D, bar none!"

"Congratulations to Moric; as the tactical core of the team, he led the team to the league title alongside Lu Yang. He proved that even a small guy can have his spring! A small guy can shoulder a heavy burden! At the same time, with six goals and seventeen assists, he secured the Serie D assist title for this year in just half a season!"

"If he and Lu Yang had another half-season, they would absolutely shatter a series of Serie D records. But unfortunately, they will never break Serie D records again, because next season, they will be heading to Serie C with San Remo!"

"Congratulations to Vedian; his goal today sounded the horn for San Remo's counterattack, and he used this goal to prove that he never gets cold feet in critical moments! He has been crowned the league Golden Boot of this year's Serie D! His 25+10 stats this season are nothing short of perfect. He has had a wonderful season and will have a bright future; let us offer him our blessings!"

"Oh... Lu Yang is sprinting; he has refused his teammates' celebrations and is charging toward the stands! My god... it's Sophia!"

For some reason, at this moment of peak excitement and agitation, Lu Yang only wanted to find the woman who had been crying for him in the stands to celebrate, to embrace, and to tell her not to cry, because they hadn't lost!

Shaking off his various teammates, Lu Yang vaulted over the stands and rushed to Sophia.

Without any hesitation, the two held each other tightly.

"Don't cry. A Sophia who doesn't cry is the most beautiful woman in the world!"

I don't know how long they held each other, but Lu Yang and Sophia slowly calmed down. Lu Yang looked at Sophia and began to feel a heat rising in his body.

Sophia, too, became shy after the initial excitement, a flush of red quickly appearing on her cheeks.

"So, do I look bad when I cry?" Sophia asked, a bit worried, as she had cried in front of the entire nation.

"A crying Sophia only ranks second in the world." Lu Yang delivered a charming, cheesy line.

Maniero retched on the side.

But Sophia was lost in it, deeply intoxicated.

She hooked her hands around Lu Yang's neck, her lips moving slowly toward him.

At this moment, the people around them, the fans, the reporters, were all stunned.

The viewers in front of their televisions were the same.

Every camera was, without a doubt, aimed directly at the two of them.

Their figures appeared on every television station.

On the internet, netizens capable of sending instant messages expressed their grief in text.

"My god! Why is it Sophia!"

"No! That's my goddess!"

"Good heavens, is Sophia actually dating Lu Yang?"

"No, I can't take this!"

"Lu Yang is clearly the hero who scored the goals, so why do I suddenly want to duel him?"

"It's over, it's over. All the men in Europe have ended up losing to a sixteen-year-old of Chinese descent..."

"I don't know why, but I actually feel like they really should be a couple!"

"Indeed, they are a perfect match in both physique and appearance. Perhaps the only mismatch is their age and social status."

Sophia's lips were drawing near to Lu Yang's, the two of them infinitely close.

At this very moment, all of Europe seemed to be waiting for something to happen, yet terrified that it might.

Truth be told, the men of Europe were likely not ready to lose Sophia.

"Hey!"

Just then, a voice from not far away shattered the harmony.

Lu Yang turned his head to look, and a football flew right toward him.

He reached out and caught it.

"This is the ball from your first hat-trick, and it's our first championship ball too. I had such a hard time grabbing it for you!" Moric stood inside the railing, his face full of smiles. "No need to thank me, it's what I should have done."

Lu Yang was somewhat stunned.

This...

Did he really need to thank him?

But...

Before Lu Yang could react, Sophia had already snatched the ball and charged toward Moric, then slammed it hard against his head, fuming, "I thank your whole family!"

The fans in the stadium burst into laughter.

Even Sophia herself was amused to the point of laughter.

The entire stadium was plunged into an atmosphere of joy.

Even for the defeated Turris, it was just the loss of a trophy; compared to a promotion spot, a championship sometimes seemed insignificant. Moreover, the Turris players had truly been won over by Lu Yang in this match.

Offering applause and laughter to the strong is no disgrace.

Even Diego Talista, the Turris center-forward who had been watching Lu Yang take his free kicks, score, and celebrate from the player tunnel, curled the corners of his mouth upward.

He had actually lost.

Lost to a sixteen-year-old player from Serie D.

Funny, isn't it?

"Lu Yang... then let me go to Serie A to seek my revenge. We will meet on the pitch in Serie A, won't we?" Talista walked into the player tunnel with his teammates, his steps heavy.

The league organizers were setting up a temporary stage on the pitch, and taking this opportunity, major media outlets were rushing to interview the San Remo coach and players.

This match had too many legendary aspects worth savoring!

Reporter: "Soto, may I ask what you and Lu Yang were arguing about earlier?"

Soto: "We were arguing about his physical health. His injury looked so horrific; anyone would think of medical treatment first at that moment, not the match. But Lu Yang is different. He only has eyes for the game."

Reporter: "Oh? Then why is he standing arm-in-arm with Sophia right now, and staring at each other? He should have eyes for Sophia too."

Soto: "Don't mention Sophia in front of me. This should have been the most successful and happiest day of my life after retirement, but... I think every man in Europe can understand the sorrow in my heart right now. Let's get back to football, otherwise..."

Reporter: "Very well. What is your take on Lu Yang's performance in this match?"

Soto: "It was a superstar-level performance! In this match, no one could have performed better than him. Not me, not Maniero, nor Carlisle, Ancarelli, or Perotta... none of them! Only him, only him!"

Reporter: "Please don't be so agitated, calm down. Is Lu Yang's free kick his secret weapon? How does he practice them?"

Soto: "How can I not be agitated! Who wouldn't be! I don't know how he practices his free kicks, but as long as he speaks up, I will allow him to do anything on the pitch! Because he never disappoints!"

Soto was so excited he was practically dancing.

There was a reason he was like this.

Perhaps many believe that San Remo has created a heaven-defying miracle this season. In the hundred-year history of Serie A, there has never been a team that went from relegation to champion in half a season!

But only Soto knew that this was just the beginning.

A storm belonging to San Remo had only just begun.

This summer, San Remo's budget in the transfer market was... two million euros!

Two million, what kind of concept is that?

Last year, the average transfer investment for a Serie A team was around seven million euros, but the bulk of that went to the northern trio of Juventus, Milan, and Inter, while ordinary Serie A teams actually only invested about three million.

San Remo was not far off from them now.

Looking at Serie B, the average transfer investment last year was less than one million euros.

Serie C is even less worth mentioning, with a value of less than two hundred thousand!

San Remo will be playing in Serie C next season.

Looking at the squad on paper, they will be absolutely dominant!

Serie C is simply not the goal for San Remo!

Of course, Soto would not casually reveal these things to outsiders.

Therefore, his excitement was difficult for others to understand.

Soon, the awards ceremony began.

Although it was actually very simple—just setting up a stage, having everyone go up to receive medals and trophies, and taking a group photo—everyone at San Remo was very excited.

Because apart from their head coach Soto, this was the first time any of them had won a championship and lifted a trophy!

Everyone!

After the awards ceremony ended, Lu Yang left the stadium immediately, accompanied by Sophia, and headed to the hospital.

His eye needed to be re-dressed.

At the same time, news of San Remo's miraculous championship victory was spreading rapidly across Europe.

Serie D naturally does not have such great influence.

But Sophia does!

<Kiss of Europa arrives at the stadium, all for a Serie D youngster>

<European goddess Sophia weeps for him, a true Serie D man bleeds on the pitch!>

<The toughest man in European football! The toughest waist in the world! Certified by Sophia's embrace!>

<Sophia gives the entire film crew a day off, all because of a Serie D football match!>

<Sophia's rumored boyfriend surfaces, turns out to be a football player!>

<A double miracle! Serie D team wins first title in history, is the star defensive midfielder's girlfriend actually Sophia?>

<Super May-December romance! Sophia falls for a football boy?>

<Twelve years! Sophia's boyfriend is twelve years her junior, not yet an adult!>

<Cannot share a room! Sophia's boyfriend is under eighteen, the two can only have a Platonic relationship!>

Never underestimate the influence of a goddess.

Just as when Lin Zhiling, Satomi Ishihara, Yui Aragaki, and others announced their relationships, all of Asia sighed and wailed; after Sophia's "relationship" was exposed, men all over Europe were wailing as well.

Of course, "relationship" here is just the media's term.

As for what is actually going on, Sophia and Lu Yang have yet to provide any response.

They have not developed to that stage.

But thanks to Sophia, the video of this San Remo match spread very widely.

When Turris scored, Sophia looked melancholy.

When Lu Yang was injured, Sophia looked worried.

When Lu Yang argued with Soto, saying "I want to go on," Sophia wept bitterly.

When Lu Yang underwent surgery on the sidelines and told Moric to hold the match together, Sophia was tearful and kept shaking her head.

When Lu Yang returned to the pitch for a king's comeback, Sophia gritted her teeth with a pained expression.

When Lu Yang scored one, two, three goals, Sophia cheered, screamed wildly, and then embraced Lu Yang passionately!

All of this was edited into a short video and posted on YouTube.

The view count broke one hundred thousand in an instant.

It broke one million within a day.

It broke five million in three days!

It can be called a phenomenal video.

The search popularity of terms like Sophia, Lu Yang, San Remo, champion, relegation, Soto, Maniero, and Moric soared.

Among them, Moric was actually called a "benefactor" by many!

Because those who watched the video knew that if it weren't for Moric's interruption at the end, Sophia would very likely have kissed Lu Yang.

Even knowing that moment would come sooner or later, when it comes to such things, later is always better than sooner.

Moric performed a great service!

In the hospital.

Ding! You have fully completed Superstar Legacy-The Butcher Soto, receiving the reward: Superstar-level skill 'Soto-Perpetual Motion Machine'. Received height reward of 2cm!

"Soto-Perpetual Motion Machine: Your tireless running, always chasing your former self, will never stop. Special effect: When your running distance in a single match exceeds 10km, you gain a 3% attribute boost. Exceeding 12km grants a 5% boost. Exceeding 15km grants a 10% boost!"

"Ding! Your intimacy with Soto has reached 99."

"Ding! You have achieved your first career hat-trick, receiving Random Gift Pack*2."

"Ding! You have scored your first career free-kick goal, receiving Random Gift Pack*1."

"Ding! You have won the Serie D Interception King/Tackle King title for this season, receiving Random Gift Pack*2."

"Ding! You have won the Serie D championship for this season, receiving the Champion's Gift Pack!"

Lu Yang looked at the dense wall of notifications before him, nearly fainting from sheer happiness.

Until...

Lu Yang: "Hiss... Doctor, please, take it easy... can you use some anesthesia?"

Doctor: "Huh? Didn't you say you didn't need anesthesia? I watched your match; you're too tough!"

Lu Yang: "Actually, anesthesia is fine... oh, it hurts, it hurts... anesthesia, quick, hurry... I can't take it anymore..."