German Legend Treasure Chest?!

Leo Kang walked off the pitch.

Trent Stadium erupted in applause.

Coach Topp gave him a huge hug!

The old man with the afro explained, "Kid, don't get any strange ideas! The reason I substituted you was—"

Leo Kang smiled and nodded.

He took the dry towel and bottled water handed over by the assistant coach, then sat back down on the bench.

Bayer Leverkusen's bench happened to be right beside the stand where the female fans were seated.

The female fans saw that the man responsible for the team's goal was so close to them.

Some of the hot-bodied, boldly dressed girls could not help letting out bursts of hormone-charged giggles.

Girls were the same all over the world.

Their primal instinct was to worship strong males.

In the eyes of girls from footballing nations,

Leo Kang, who had performed so brilliantly on the pitch today,

was undoubtedly the most eye-catching presence.

He set their hearts aflutter.

Even the usually reserved girls whispered among themselves:

"His Eastern looks are way more handsome than Son Heung-min's! And that upright posture! Damn it, I can't take it!"

"Of course. He's Chinese!"

"Such elegant passing and control, such fierce, powerful strength! I really want to go on a date with him!"

Yueboting also obtained Leo Kang's information right away.

After giving it a cursory glance,

he glanced at the opposing bench.

"So he's Bayer Leverkusen's new summer signing for the first team. No wonder."

"By Bundesliga standards, his ability isn't particularly outstanding. Forget it, let's focus on the match in front of us."

The top five leagues were never short of super talents.

Tottenham Hotspur's Alli.

Juventus's Pogba.

Bayern Munich's Alaba.

Manchester United's Lingard.

Borussia Mönchengladbach's Xhaka.

Barcelona's Little Denis.

And so on. Every year, young players carrying the label of genius appeared in European sports media reports like bamboo shoots after rain.

Yueboting did not think too highly of Leo Kang.

Compared to those geniuses,

the Chinese boy seemed very ordinary.

He could not even be mentioned in the same breath as Borussia Mönchengladbach's Kurt.

Of course.

Nineteen-year-old Kurt had already transferred to Bayern Munich.

On the pitch,

the match between the two youth sides grew increasingly intense.

Bayer Leverkusen parked the bus in their own half, holding off Borussia Mönchengladbach's frenzied attacks.

Shot after shot was blocked out of bounds.

The young Borussia Mönchengladbach players grew more and more agitated.

In the 40th minute,

after a fierce physical clash between a Borussia Mönchengladbach forward and a Bayer Leverkusen defender,

the match entered its most familiar phase.

The two first exchanged insults.

Then they came to blows.

The young players from both sides quickly joined the fight!

The scene descended into chaos.

The referee, assistant referees, and security personnel hurried over.

The fans in the stands erupted in wave after wave of boos!

Coach Topp, like an enraged rooster, continuously berated the opposing players!

Yueboting and his assistant coach desperately tried to restrain their own players.

In the China livestream room,

the young streamer looked utterly dejected.

"The boys are fighting, brothers. We're done for!"

"The Ruby War God Card! Borussia Mönchengladbach has no chance now!"

"What a bunch of trash!"

"But it's fine. For Bayer Leverkusen Youth Team's next match, you brothers know what to do, right?"

The chaos soon subsided.

Two players were shown red cards!

The match continued.

The attacking momentum of the Borussia Mönchengladbach Youth Team seemed to have been completely drained by that clash.

Combined with their depleted numbers,

their play gradually fell apart.

The spectators at the stadium could not help yawning.

In the end,

the referee blew the whistle.

The 90-minute match was over.

The Leverkusen Youth Team defeated the Monchengladbach Youth Team 2:0!

His teammates rushed toward Leo Kang at once, celebrating wildly!

This was their long-awaited victory in the Rhine Youth Derby!

Coach Topp could not help sighing. "It's a shame this kid will be reporting to the first team soon!"

The assistant coach thought for a moment and said, "Boss, don't worry. Our next opponent is the Bayern Munich Youth Team, so Leo Kang can still—"

"Can you shut up? My fucking head hurts just thinking about playing Bayern Munich! Whether it's their first team or their youth team!"

That evening,

after Leo Kang and his teammates finished dinner in the cafeteria,

he returned alone to the first-team dormitory.

His counterattacking goal on the pitch today had been entirely thanks to the recent improvement in his attributes through training.

He turned on the television, picked up the remote, and switched to the football channel.

This was a "training task" he had assigned himself recently.

He watched replays of the top five leagues and studied them alongside post-match analysis from retired legends.

After all, without the system, he was just trash.

The system notification suddenly rang out.

[Ding! Congratulations, host, for completing the mission: Youth League Debut!]

[Personal Evaluation: SSS!]

[Mission reward being issued.]

[Congratulations, host, for obtaining: German Legend—Golden Treasure Chest!]

What the hell?

Why hadn't it notified him when the mission was triggered?

What a pleasant surprise!

Leo Kang hurriedly opened the system panel.

A glittering golden treasure chest appeared before him!

German Legend—did that mean legendary footballers from history?

Module affixes suddenly appeared all around the treasure chest!

[The reward pool has been displayed. Upon opening the treasure chest, the host may obtain one of the following rewards:]

[Matthäus "King Midfielder" Module!]

[Völler "Fox in the Box" Module!]

[Klinsmann "Golden Bomber" Module!]

[Kahn "German Lion King" Module!]

[Offenberg "Iron-Blooded Tiger King" Module!]

[.]

A vast array of dazzling affixes floated before his eyes.

Looking at these illustrious modules of legendary superstars,

Leo Kang felt somewhat lost.

He had only been a casual football fan in his previous life.

The role-model education instilled in the children at La Masia Academy had also focused primarily on legendary players from the Netherlands and Spain.

Other than Kahn and Klinsmann, he knew little about the older stars.

Nicknames like tiger, fox, and giant python clearly belonged to footballers from the eighties and nineties.

Völler?

Wasn't that the same name as their sporting director?

[The treasure chest is opening.]

[Congratulations, host! You have obtained—]

Bayer Leverkusen Club.

The office did not grow quiet with the coming of night.

Völler watched the youth team match footage and could not help frowning. "It could make excellent promotional material, but how could Topp let Leo Kang shoot with that much force? What if he hurt his foot? He's only seventeen."

The young assistant was speechless.

Hurt his foot?

Director, are you developing a player?

You don't even care this much about your own son!

Völler stubbed out his cigar, clapped his hands, and laughed. "Decided. The headline will be: <Chinese Youngster's Shocking Long-Range Strike! Völler's Successor!>"

The young assistant looked awkward. After hesitating for a long while, he finally stammered, "Sorry... Director, according to market research, your name recognition in China is currently approaching zero."