Ronaldinho's Lucky Bracelet (Seeking Collection, Seeking Recommendation)

Li Mingyu's heading ability had become formidable after acquiring Zamorano's sharp heading skills, but due to his slender frame, he did not rush into the penalty area from the start.

Li Mingyu stood near the arc of the penalty area, keeping a close eye on the opponent's defense.

A whistle blew, and De Jong took the corner kick.

Li Mingyu took a step forward, but realizing the ball was headed for the back post, he stopped and retreated two steps, positioning himself just outside the arc of the penalty area.

This spot was perfect for both offense and defense, offering a wide field of vision.

There were almost no strong aerial threats in the Barca squad, so the Barca players failed to contest the ball, allowing a Getafe player to get a head to it.

However, the Getafe defender failed to clear the ball far, sending it straight up into the air instead of away from danger.

Because the ball's position was awkward, the goalkeeper dared not rush out rashly and could only command his defenders to maintain their positions.

The Getafe defenders were all tall and sturdy, so defending such a ball was not a problem.

The opposing center-back leaped high and executed a powerful diving header, clearing the ball directly out of the penalty area.

It landed right near Li Mingyu.

Since the opposing defensive line had been pressed deep toward the goal line, Li Mingyu found himself completely unmarked.

Li Mingyu controlled the ball effortlessly with his chest, leaned his body, and unleashed a powerful volley, driving the ball fiercely toward the right side of the goal.

The goalkeeper was agile, making a beautiful lateral dive; he felt his fingertips brush the ball and felt a surge of joy.

The goalkeeper heard the sound of the ball striking the goalpost behind him.

Saved, thank goodness!

As soon as the goalkeeper landed, he prepared to get up and look back at the ball's position, but before he could turn, he felt his head struck by something, followed by a deafening gasp from the entire stadium.

To the shock of the fans and players on the pitch, the shot Li Mingyu fired had been tipped by the goalkeeper's fingertips, changing its trajectory just enough to hit the post and rebound.

As luck would have it, the rebounding ball slammed into the back of the goalkeeper's head and ricocheted into the net.

The goalkeeper clutched his head, staring at the ball inside the goal with a look of utter frustration, a curse nearly escaping his lips.

How could he be this lucky!

Even Li Mingyu felt this goal was pure, dumb luck.

After enduring a barrage of hair-ruffling, back-slapping, and butt-kicking from his teammates, Li Mingyu smoothed out his messy hair, looking like a wronged, abandoned young wife as he glared at his unscrupulous teammates.

Hmph, don't let me find out who kicked my butt, or I'll definitely kick them back.

Li Mingyu touched the Lucky Bracelet on his wrist.

Could it really be the luck brought by this Lucky Bracelet?

The match restarted.

Facing Barca's high press, the Getafe team had no options and passed the ball to the left flank.

Seeing the ball move to his side, Li Mingyu immediately rushed up to press.

Since Li Mingyu had acquired Lizarazu's flank skills, they included not only offensive techniques for the wing but also some defensive tricks.

Li Mingyu's current defensive and tackling abilities were definitely top-tier among forward players.

When the opposing winger saw Li Mingyu closing in, he tried to use a feint to shake him off.

Little did he know, Li Mingyu had long since seen through the trick and executed a sharp tackle, stripping the ball right from his feet.

Not only did he win the ball, but he also sent the opponent stumbling, leaving him unable to recover defensively.

After winning possession, Li Mingyu pushed the ball forward, opened up his long legs, and began to sprint at full speed.

A turnover in the final third is the most lethal.

The Getafe defensive line was broken through by Li Mingyu in an instant.

Griezmann in the center and Dembele on the left surged forward like two sharp blades into Getafe's heart, pinning their three defenders in place.

Near the penalty area, the opposing center-back rushed up, preparing to block Li Mingyu's path.

Li Mingyu feinted a move toward the byline, causing the defender to shift his weight, then quickly cut inside with a sharp flick of his ankle.

Li Mingyu's preferred foot was his right, but his left was decent as well.

After shaking off the defender, Li Mingyu fired a shot right from the edge of the penalty area.

Griezmann said nothing, continuing his run to see if there was a chance for a rebound.

On the other side, Dembele, feeling he was in a great position, raised his hand, looking dissatisfied.

The shot headed straight for the far corner of the goal.

This time, the goalkeeper was fully focused; the moment he saw Li Mingyu wind up, he had already begun moving toward the far post.

Sure enough, the ball was heading for the far corner.

The goalkeeper wore a smug smile, pushed off with both feet, and soared into the air, his body fully extended.

He intended to make a stylish, one-handed flying save to punch the ball away.

He had even prepared the angry roar he would unleash at his defenders once he made the save.

"Keep a close eye on him, don't let him get another shot off!"

But just as his body leaped into the air, a look of terror crossed his face as he glanced toward the near post.

It turned out that the center-back Li Mingyu had just dribbled past, seeing Li Mingyu wind up for a shot, had desperately thrown himself into a back-heeled block, extending his right foot in front of the ball despite being unable to turn his body around.

Hard work pays off, and he actually managed to make contact with the ball.

However, before the smile could even bloom on his face, he realized with horror that the ball, having clipped his heel, had carved out a bizarre arc and, to the shock of everyone watching, drilled straight into the near corner of the net.

As for the goalkeeper, he had foolishly committed to a dive, becoming the most ridiculous backdrop imaginable.

Another lucky goal?

Li Mingyu looked at the Lucky Bracelet on his wrist, a trace of shock appearing on his face.

This is just too insane!

The Barca players didn't care about any of that; they swarmed him immediately, once again subjecting Li Mingyu to their "inhumane" celebrations.

Ruffling his hair, slapping his back, kicking his butt!

Damn it, who exactly is it!

Because everyone swarmed him at once, it was impossible to see what was happening down below, and even though Li Mingyu watched the replay of his goals every time he got home, he still couldn't figure out who was kicking his backside.

Li Mingyu glared resentfully at his ecstatic teammates; why did every single one of them look like the "culprit"?