Super Heavy Cannon! Stunning the Crowd!

Fuchs had been with the Bayern Munich Youth Team for two years.

He had been given four opportunities to play for the first team.

He preferred playing further up the pitch.

But the coaches had said that if he was willing to play as a defender, his future achievements would be greater!

The facts had proven them right.

In a youth league overflowing with goals.

The Bayern Munich Youth Team had conceded fewer than twenty goals combined over two seasons.

Many Premier League clubs had also submitted offers to Bayern Munich.

As the 2014 World Cup came to an end.

Fuchs completely gave up the idea of switching to striker, because his biological brother had accomplished a feat in the World Cup final that would be hard for players of this generation to surpass.

In head coach Augenthaler's tactical system, there were also very few opportunities for center-backs to push forward.

So much so that he often zoned out during matches.

The opposition generally had no chance to carry the ball past midfield.

At that moment.

He pulled his thoughts back.

Looking at the young Chinese player charging toward him.

He could not help but frown.

Then he adjusted his position.

Preparing to close him down.

"Hey, that Bayern center-back is huge and strong!"

"Fuchs Götze? He's actually Götze's biological brother! Why do they look nothing alike?!"

"Brother Leo! Take him on!"

Under the gaze of everyone in the stadium.

The distance between Leo Kang and Fuchs grew smaller and smaller!

It was as if every spotlight at Säbener Stadium shone only on those two.

European youth academies trained defenders in more than just physical strength and excellent interception and tackling ability.

They also developed football intelligence, positional awareness, and observation.

Fuchs did not rashly stick out a foot.

As Leo Kang advanced, he kept retreating.

He maintained a distance of around 0.8 meters the entire time.

Fuchs was confident that his opponent could not change direction or release the ball in front of him.

"Holy shit, guys, this Bayern center-back has got something! He's even faster than Leo Kang!"

"He's waiting for the right moment to tackle, forcing Leo Kang into a passive position!"

"Whether Leo Kang passes, shakes him off from a standstill, or changes direction, even if Fuchs can't win the ball, he can still slow down Bayer Leverkusen's counterattack! The other Bayern players are catching back up too!"

"European football is so damn competitive now! Even a young center-back in a Germany youth match has defensive awareness this strong? I bet the Bayern Munich Youth Team could absolutely crush the China National Football Team!"

By the sideline.

Coach Top shook his head helplessly.

"Fuchs is observing Leo Kang's touches and stride frequency, waiting for the right chance to tackle. Bayern have too many outstanding young players in their lineup."

On the other side.

Augenthaler was getting a little nervous. He roared at the pitch, "Fuchs, stop showing off!"

He could have simply used his body to overpower him.

Why did he have to play such a fancy defensive game?

After completing his observation, Fuchs quickly made his judgment.

This kid's stride frequency is so slow, and his ball control rhythm is so poor. I overestimated him!

His body came to an abrupt stop.

He blocked Leo Kang's path.

And stretched out his right foot.

Poking at the ball!

The perfect moment for a tackle!

Everyone thought Bayer Leverkusen was about to lose the ball!

Then.

Something unexpected happened.

Leo Kang pushed the ball with the inside of his foot.

His running speed did not slow in the slightest!

The ball skimmed across the grass and slipped through Fuchs's legs.

Five seconds later.

He received the ball he had passed to himself.

The whole stadium fell silent!

The Bayern fans were dumbfounded!

That Chinese kid had gotten past Fuchs like that?

His ball control, dribbling, and speed were clearly so poor.

How had he played a pass with such exquisitely controlled force?

"Awesome!"

"Holy shit!"

"666!"

Fuchs stood frozen in place.

The Bayern coach gaped in astonishment!

Coach Top dropped onto the turf, babbling incoherently. "Bale can pass the ball to himself three seconds later because he's fast! Leo Kang can pass it to himself five seconds later because of his passing. What the fuck am I even saying?"

In a corner of the stands.

Mino Raiola struggled to suppress his excitement.

He was terrified that if he cheered, the Bayern fans around him would beat him up.

He whispered to his assistant, "Quick! I want all the information on that Asian kid! Damn it, he doesn't belong in youth football! If I can get him into a league in one of the Middle East oil kingdoms..."

The short, fat man looked at Leo Kang as if he had discovered a treasure trove.

The assistant said, "..."

She looked at the short, fat man as if he were an idiot.

If the kid played well in the Bundesliga youth ranks for another two years, he would definitely earn regular appearances with a lower- or mid-table 2. Bundesliga club!

A moment later.

The Bayern fans erupted into hysterical boos.

Even more vicious insults.

Flooded toward Bayer Leverkusen's number ten on the pitch!

They were afraid!

When people were gripped by extreme fear, they instinctively took measures to protect themselves!

They tried to use this method to interfere with the Chinese player who had brought terror to Säbener Stadium!

Facing the gentle breeze from Lake Starnberg.

The Chinese boy's shirt fluttered in the wind.

He was not fast.

Yet no one could catch him.

Facing the advancing Bayern goalkeeper.

Leo Kang stepped on the ball.

Leaning back.

Swinging his arm.

Striking the ball.

At that moment.

Countless Bayer Leverkusen fans in front of their televisions suddenly saw a silhouette in their minds.

A deep-lying midfielder.

A long-distance run.

One-on-one.

A long-range shot.

A silhouette formed from those keywords.

Gradually came into focus.

That legendary midfielder who had embraced regret and tragedy.

That uncrowned king who had always narrowly missed his dreams.

That light during German football's darkest era!

Bang!

At Säbener Stadium.

A thunderous explosion that pierced the night sky!

Pulled everyone back to their senses!

The ball warped violently.

Like a bolt of thunder.

Whistling.

Spinning.

Fierce and domineering.

Brimming with unstoppable momentum.

It became a black shadow in the air above Bayern's half.

Tracing a bizarre curve.

The Bayern goalkeeper stood there like a wooden statue.

He felt the goal frame behind him shaking violently.

When he turned around.

The ball was already pressed against the net, spinning wildly.

0:1!!!

Säbener Stadium fell deathly silent.

That Curved Heavy Cannon.

Had shattered the Bayern fans' pride.

"Awesome! So damn awesome! Fuck, I can't describe it with that adjective."

"Earth-shattering!"

"Unbelievable!"

"Incredible!"

"Violent aesthetics!"

"Leo Kang charged alone from miles away! He broke the deadlock with a stunning long-range strike!"

"Who would have thought that Bayer Leverkusen, who had not been favored before the match, would take the lead?!"

In China's livestream.

The replay slowly showed the goal.

From the interception in the backfield to the long-range strike that changed the score.

The barrage of comments instantly flooded the screen!

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[Leo Kang, awesome!]

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[I'm a Bayern fan, and even I'm stunned! Brother Leo is insanely good!]

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[Leo Kang! Even the actuaries at betting companies can't figure out his true strength!]

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[Leo Kang! 666!]

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[What a resounding slap in the face!]

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