"Tweet!"
A whistle blew!
Boca, three goals down, kicked off again.
Boca striker Avila touched the ball and immediately passed it back to Pablo Pérez.
Tucuman Athletic didn't press relentlessly in midfield like they had in the first half.
Instead, they dropped back slightly and tightened their formation.
Pablo Pérez slowly carried the ball forward.
But as soon as he crossed the center circle,
Tucuman Athletic immediately began their familiar tight-pressing routine.
With three players closing in on him up front,
Pablo Pérez didn't dare push forward blindly. He dragged the ball back a little, turned, and passed it to defensive midfielder Barrios!
"Here!"
After receiving the ball, Barrios heard a familiar voice.
Su?
He turned and saw Su Bai dropping back to offer support. Without a second thought, Barrios sent a low pass straight to him.
Su Bai had just received the ball and was about to turn when he immediately sensed Tucuman Athletic left winger Lucas Ischuk closing in from behind.
At just 1.69 meters tall, with nimble dribbling to match, the 22-year-old had pulled off countless solo runs down the wing in the Argentine Primera División.
But for all his attacking efficiency, his defense was sorely lacking.
Su Bai lightly nudged the ball to the left with his left foot, using his body to hold off Lucas Ischuk as he turned.
Then he drove the ball forward with his right foot.
Just like that, Tucuman Athletic's star winger was left behind.
Su Bai immediately set off at full stride, charging toward Tucuman Athletic's half!
"What a beautiful turn!"
"The 16-year-old Su looks like a winger with plenty of pace!"
"That turn was smooth as silk. Clearly, this youngster isn't intimidated by his first appearance in Argentina's top division!"
"Now we can see why Xie Luotuo was willing to send him on at such a crucial moment!"
On the sidelines, commentator Dennis watched Su Bai's elegant turn and offered a few words of praise.
On the pitch,
Su Bai was still tearing forward.
After leaving Lucas Ischuk behind, Su Bai had open space ahead of him.
Tucuman Athletic wanted to hit them on the counter, so they had pushed their defensive line too far back.
Their captain, Bilalva, was the only one in midfield, constantly covering for the two wingers as they pressed.
When he saw Su Bai charging forward,
Bilalva, who had completely shut Boca out in the first half, charged toward him at full stride.
He was going to teach this debuting rookie a lesson.
He had no defensive technique to speak of.
With Su Bai sprinting straight at him, Bilalva charged right in.
A head-on challenge!
It was exactly the sort of thing a physically imposing defender loved to do.
This kind of collision often resulted in a foul, but it was still one of the best ways to stop a fast attacker.
"Bilalva's charging in!"
"That despicable bastard is trying to stop Su with his brute strength!"
"Danger!!!"
At Candy Box Stadium,
countless fans watched Su Bai sprinting with the ball, their faces full of worry.
The kid was near the touchline!
There was no way he could dodge that butcher.
As Bilalva was about to slam into Su Bai, many fans closed their eyes in dread.
They didn't want to see a player their team had only just brought on stretchered off after just a few minutes.
Sure enough!
Not long after they shut their eyes, the referee's whistle blew!
Sigh!
Boca had no hope. They'd finally brought on a sub, and now—
When the fans opened their eyes, the scene before them left them stunned.
On the pitch,
someone was indeed lying on the grass!
But!
He wasn't wearing Boca's blue-and-black jersey!
It wasn't a Boca player!
The one lying on the grass in agony was Bilalva, the man who had given Boca so much trouble?
What had happened?
The fans immediately looked up at the giant screen beside the pitch.
It was replaying the incident that had just occurred!
It showed Su Bai sprinting at full speed. When he saw Bilalva charging at him like a mad dog, he showed no sign of slowing down or dodging.
He simply turned a little and braced his shoulder against Bilalva.
The mad-dog butcher Bilalva, grinning viciously, slammed straight into Su Bai.
The two players collided hard on the pitch.
Then something unbelievable happened.
Bilalva, covered in muscles and tattoos, looked as if he'd run headfirst into a wall.
The scene everyone had expected—Su Bai being sent flying—never happened.
Instead, the burly Bilalva was knocked backward through the air!
This—
This was ridiculous!
That 16-year-old kid had just collided with Bilalva, the so-called butcher.
In an instant,
the chants that had died down at Candy Box Stadium roared back to life.
Countless Boca fans started shouting their team's name again.
Su Bai stood right in front of Bilalva and glanced down at him on the grass.
His expression was mocking!
Bilalva seemed to have recovered as well.
He glared viciously at the unexpectedly formidable young player.
Tucuman Athletic teammates came over and helped their captain to his feet.
In the 50th minute,
Boca Juniors won a free kick in a decent position near the edge of the box.
On the sidelines, Xie Luotuo watched Su Bai's powerful charge and stood clapping.
"Boca have a free kick in the attacking third!"
"Belchini, Barrios, and the others have all come forward!"
"This is a chance!"
Pablo Pérez stood over the ball!
He raised his right hand, signaling to his teammates.
Boca's tall players in the box all surged toward the far post.
Su Bai didn't join the crowd.
He stood at the edge of the D, waiting for a chance to pounce on a loose ball. With his heading stats, why even bother going for it?
He wasn't sure he wouldn't just head it straight to an opponent.
At the referee's signal, Pablo Pérez kicked the ball into the box.
Sure enough, it was headed toward the far post!
But Tucuman Athletic had pulled every player back, and at the last moment, one of their center-backs reached the ball first!
He leapt high and headed it out of the box!
"Oh, what a shame!"
"Belchini jumped a little too early—"
"That spot!!! Su!!!"
"The ball's dropping right toward Su!"
"A second-ball opportunity!"
"Su!!!"
"Su!!!"
"Su, is he going to shoot?"
"A volley!!!!"
"Su!!!!!!!"
On the pitch,
Su Bai was standing just outside the edge of the D.
When he saw the ball unexpectedly fly toward him, he didn't hesitate for a second!
As it came toward him, he raised his right leg high!
The instant the ball dropped within reach—
"Bam!!!"
Su Bai smashed the underside of the ball with his right foot.
The ball warped violently on impact, then shot toward Tucuman Athletic's goal like a meteor!
With his strength boosted to 100,
Su Bai's shot reached an unbelievable speed and flew into the goal without the slightest obstruction!
"GGGGG—OOOOOOO—AAAAAA—LLLLLLL!"
"GGGGOOOOOAAAAALLLLLLL!"
"GOALLLLL!!!"
"SU!!!!"
The commentator's frenzied screams rang out!!!
Then—
BOOM!
Like an explosion!
Candy Box Stadium erupted!
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