Pendulum Dribble (Seeking Collection and Recommendation)

Ronaldo, known as the Alien, often performed his signature move in his youth: using his raw speed to simply breeze past opposing players, the kind of acceleration that left defenders unable to hold him back even if they tried.

Li Mingyu suddenly felt as if his legs were fully charged with electricity; his legs, moving at a rapid sprint, were actually leaving afterimages behind.

The Huesca players were somewhat careless, as a two-goal lead was already enough for them to secure the match.

With eight minutes left, more importantly, the Barca players had lost their fighting spirit. Seeing the Huesca players in possession at midfield, the Barca midfielders only retreated two steps, with no one intending to rush forward to press.

Such a defensive attitude stirred dissatisfaction among the fans inside Camp Nou, and boos erupted in an instant.

Garcia, the Huesca midfielder, wore a smug smile. In today's match, he had contributed a goal and an assist, helping his team seal the victory. Moreover, facing the mighty Barca, his market value was bound to skyrocket after this game.

Could I move to a better team?

Should my weekly wages go up?

Where should I go to celebrate later?

As Garcia's mind wandered, he failed to notice a yellow bolt of lightning appearing behind him.

Rick, wearing number 17, was standing not far from Garcia. When he saw Li Mingyu charging out like a wild beast, he shouted urgently, "Watch out behind you!"

Garcia froze, feeling someone rush past him. He was startled, and looking down, he saw the ball at his feet had vanished.

Garcia stared at Li Mingyu, who was speeding away like a thunderbolt, and stood rooted to the spot.

Who is he?

How can he be this fast?

Although Garcia was stunned, the other Huesca players reacted, their backline falling into chaos as they shouted at each other to defend.

But to their horror, Li Mingyu was like a sports car with the pedal floored.

At this moment, the downside of Barca's long-standing lethargy became apparent, as it had caused the Huesca players to become complacent as well.

Li Mingyu, possessing the Ronaldo Absolute Speed, was truly like a tiger descending from the mountain, cutting into the flank of the opponent's penalty area.

Seeing that his defenders couldn't disrupt Li Mingyu's pace, the goalkeeper Fernandez hurriedly abandoned his goal, rushing out to face Li Mingyu one-on-one in an attempt to narrow the shooting angle.

Li Mingyu was selected for the Barca first team precisely because of his exceptional ability to seize opportunities in front of the goal.

When he saw the opposing goalkeeper charging out, a flash of inspiration struck him, and he quickly swept both feet over the ball in succession.

After being lured by these two feints, Fernandez's center of gravity finally gave way, and he sat down on the pitch, watching as Li Mingyu stylishly dribbled past him.

"My god, what have I just seen? That speed is like lightning!"

"My god, a Pendulum Dribble!"

"Could it be that another Alien has been born?"

The commentator was beside himself with excitement.

After rounding the goalkeeper, Li Mingyu faced an empty net and calmly pushed the ball into the goal.

Although Li Mingyu was excited, he immediately rushed over, picked up the ball, and ran back toward the center circle.

At this moment, Fernandez was staring at him in shock.

Li Mingyu's Pendulum Dribble just now had truly deceived him.

After Li Mingyu's interception, the Barca players had all stood in place, with no one rushing forward to support him.

Firstly, they lacked the fighting spirit, and secondly, Li Mingyu's speed was so fast that by the time the Barca players reacted, the ball was already in the net.

From the interception to the goal, Li Mingyu had taken only about six or seven seconds.

Seeing Li Mingyu returning with the ball, full of fighting spirit, the Barca players finally woke from their stupor and rushed up.

"Good lad!"

"Well done, Li!"

"Li, you scared me!"

"Li, how can you be so fast!"

Even the Barca goalkeeper Ter Stegen, stationed in the back, sprinted up to give Li Mingyu an excited hug.

It was too stifling!

The most frustrated person in all of Barca had to be Ter Stegen; conceding two goals was a humiliation to him.

However, with Barca's attack lacking power and their morale shattered, Ter Stegen felt it was time to leave Barca and switch teams.

He hadn't expected this kid, who had just been substituted on, to have such ability. Although he was far away and couldn't tell how fast Li Mingyu was, a goal made him a hero.

Li Mingyu quickly shouted, "Now is not the time to celebrate! We are Barca, we must win!"

Hearing Li Mingyu's words, the Barca players fell silent. Yes, we are Barca, we must win.

Li Mingyu's words reignited the passion of the Barca players.

Standing on the sidelines, Koeman felt his hands trembling.

He hadn't expected this kid to score the moment he stepped onto the pitch.

He had really saved face for him.

When he heard Li Mingyu's roar, a broad smile spread across his face.

We are Barca, we are going to win!

The ball was kicked off from the center circle once again.

The Huesca players were somewhat stunned by the goal that had just occurred.

They did not realize that the Barca they were facing was no longer the same.

One side was fired up, while the other was left dazed.

One side fought with a plan, while the other didn't know whether to continue attacking or bolster their defense.

This was the current state of the Huesca team.

A lack of experience.

With a careless pass, the ball rolled slowly toward Garcia, but Garcia, still dwelling on the moment he had lost possession earlier, did not take a step forward to meet the ball.

He saw the teammate who had passed to him wearing a look of pure terror.

A familiar sensation sent a chill down Garcia's spine.

Damn it!

A familiar figure reached the ball a step faster than him.

It was that number 36 again.

Damn it.

This time, Garcia did not freeze; the moment he lost the ball, he launched a counter-press.

He reached out with practiced experience to grab Li Mingyu's jersey.

Li Mingyu's speed earlier had already taught him that if he let the opponent get up to pace, he would likely be left eating dust.

But the moment Garcia's hand touched Li Mingyu, he felt his grip come up empty as Li Mingyu accelerated and darted away.

Garcia stumbled and fell to the ground, staring blankly as Li Mingyu sped past him once more.

The 1.85-meter-tall Li Mingyu charged toward the Huesca backline like a meteor.

This time, the Huesca defense was relatively solid; after all, the game had just restarted, and the backline hadn't had the chance to push up yet.

Two defenders closed in on Li Mingyu simultaneously.

Another center-back was also nearby providing cover.

"Li, over here!"

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