The New Bundesliga Season Is About to Begin?

Back to the match.

Kurt's heart was in turmoil.

Whenever he got the ball, he tried to do it all himself.

He had never been particularly close to the Bayern Munich Youth Team players.

Nor had he put much thought into the youth league.

Right now, he only wanted to prove himself.

To prove that he was far better than that mute Chinese!

The team's attacking focal point stopped passing the ball.

Bayern's attacks became painfully one-dimensional.

There was no organization.

No link-up play.

They were like a heap of loose sand.

Under tight marking, Kurt lost possession again and again during his dribbles.

Even if Augenthaler shouted himself hoarse, he could not correct the super talent's stubborn obsession.

The Leverkusen Youth Team's defense grew more and more relaxed.

The ball could not advance into the area within thirty meters of their half.

They repeatedly found excellent opportunities to counterattack.

The Bayern fans in the stands on all sides gradually fell silent.

This match...

They were exhausted just watching it.

Had the LED scoreboard above the pitch been written backward?

Before they knew it, the match had reached the 45th minute.

Leo Kang intercepted Kurt's ball once again!

The referee took the whistle from his mouth.

A long pass.

A beautiful arc was traced across the skies above Säbener Stadium!

The ball dropped straight into Bayern's backfield!

Havertz pulled Fuchs away!

Bayer Leverkusen's center forward—Henrichs—beat the offside trap!

He sprinted forward madly!

His first touch was rather clumsy.

But the ball had landed perfectly!

After taking a few steps to adjust.

With one explosive push.

He went straight through on goal!

"Close one! That dumb striker's first touch is pretty awful!"

"Another one-on-one!"

"With Bayern Munich Youth Team playing such a high defensive line, they're just lambs to the slaughter in front of Leo Kang!"

"That guy in the comments is right! The Bundesliga needs to watch out these next two years. Those referees don't like adding first-half stoppage time!"

"How did he not score that?"

Henrichs charged into the penalty area with the ball.

His feint was far too obvious.

He failed to fool Bayern's goalkeeper.

But his footwork was quick.

The goalkeeper flew out to clear the ball and brought Henrichs down first!

"Beep!"

The referee blew his whistle.

He raised his hand and pointed to the twelve-yard spot!

A penalty!

The Bayern fans were struck dumb as if by lightning!

Coach Top excitedly pumped his fist, then turned away with a conflicted expression. Ever since that Champions League final more than a decade ago, he had been afraid to watch penalties.

Augenthaler's face turned ashen.

Sitting on the bench, he was overwhelmed by mixed emotions.

Could Bayern really concede three goals in the first half?

The Bayern Munich Youth Team players surrounded the referee, desperately trying to explain.

The referee waved them off, indicating that his decision was correct, and gave a verbal warning to the young player who had been shouting the most.

Henrichs got back to his feet.

Scratching his head, he said awkwardly, "Leo, sorry. I wasted that chance!"

Leo Kang smiled and shook his head.

Havertz patted him on the shoulder. "You should take this penalty!"

None of the Bayer Leverkusen youngsters objected.

Leo Kang was the key to winning this match!

He had created every opportunity!

"Leo Kang's taking the penalty! It's in the bag!"

"Another cannon shot!"

"Please calculate the goalkeeper's emotional trauma!"

When Leo Kang stood near the twelve-yard spot.

Bayern's goalkeeper panicked a little!

He was not afraid of pain!

But there was no way to protect his groin.

That terrifying shooting power and ball speed.

Left people with no time to react at all!

If it hit his vulnerable area.

His balls would explode!

"Beep!"

The referee blew his whistle.

Leo Kang began his run-up.

He reached the ball.

His body tilted.

He swung his left leg back.

He twisted and drove through it.

Bang!

There was no thunderous cannon shot as expected.

Bayern's goalkeeper guessed the wrong direction and dove left.

The ball floated lightly into the center of the net!

0:3!!!

"Beautiful!"

"The goal that kills the game!"

"Leo Kang created all three goals by himself! One assist and two goals!"

"A fan for life! Let me calculate how many Joy Beans I won!"

The referee immediately blew the whistle for the end of the first half!

The stands all around Säbener Stadium fell deathly silent.

The Bayern fans looked at the Chinese on the pitch, unable to spit out another insulting word.

That provocative gesture of holding up three fingers.

Three goals created by one man.

The mute Chinese had done it!

As the Bayer Leverkusen players erupted in celebration.

Old Topp turned around excitedly, raised both fists, and roared, "Damn it! I knew it! With Leo Kang, Bayer Leverkusen would definitely crush Bayern Munich!"

Augenthaler covered his forehead helplessly.

This was fucking humiliating!

The Youth Champions League-winning squad had been blown apart by a Chinese kid!

Kurt looked utterly lost.

He watched Leo Kang being surrounded by the crowd.

And began to doubt himself.

The second half continued.

Augenthaler had had enough.

He used his first substitution.

Kurt was taken off!

If that guy got intercepted by Leo Kang a few more times, he would definitely do something stupid that made them lose both the match and their dignity!

Bayern reorganized their smooth attacking play.

They also paid greater attention to the depth of their defensive line.

Unfortunately.

Under Leo Kang's command, Bayer Leverkusen withstood wave after wave of attacks.

"It's settled, it's settled. How could a youth team match possibly have an Istanbul Miracle?"

"There's no champagne in Bayer Leverkusen's locker room either!"

"If Bayern comes back, I'll eat shit!"

Time slipped away without anyone noticing.

The score did not change at all.

The 0:3 scoreline.

Shattered Bayern fans' pride.

Quite a few spectators began leaving.

The match ended.

The Leverkusen Youth Team crushed the Bayern Munich Youth Team 3:0!

The Bayern youngsters walked off with their heads lowered in dejection.

The Bayer Leverkusen youngsters hoisted Leo Kang into the air, shouting wildly and celebrating with abandon.

Amid his joy, old Topp seemed somewhat melancholy. "What a shame. Leo Kang will be reporting to the first team soon."

The reporter traveling with the team hurriedly raised his camera.

He captured the moment.

Today had been his most exhausting day.

But the harvest had been enormous.

One brilliant Leo Kang moment after another.

They would surely make Director Völler deliriously happy!

That night.

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Völler watched the match footage, his expression somewhat complicated.

Amid his delight was a trace of concern.

"My little genius is far too outstanding!"

"How could that old Topp let Leo Kang practice such high-intensity long-range shooting?"

"What if he strains his leg?"

"Why does Leo Kang have to take on such heavy defensive duties?"

"What are these spectators saying? Damn it, they actually said such vicious things to Leo Kang! I'm filing an appeal! This is fucking racial discrimination!"

The assistant's mouth twitched.

Racial discrimination?

You were one of the founding fathers of insulting Black people on the World Cup stage!

He handed over a report and said, "Director, judging by the market feedback data, Leo Kang can't help us break into China..."

Völler waved a hand, signaling him not to continue.

"No need to rush. The new Bundesliga season is about to begin!"