Rookie Protection Mechanism? What the Hell?

Just as Su Bai began sprinting wildly down Tucuman Athletic's left flank.

Their head coach, the wildly arrogant Magiar, was already starting to feel uneasy.

He kept feeling that the Chinese kid who had just been subbed on was strange.

With that superhuman height, by all logic he should have been an empty shell, a useless lump. But if he was that tall, why did he also have such terrifying strength?

All of this completely defied common sense.

But what baffled him the most was!

With that kind of height and strength, that kid actually had such terrifying ability to change direction.

The well-informed Magiar knew very clearly what modern football lacked the most!

Wingers with the ability to cut inside and shoot.

Why were Cristiano Ronaldo and Messi able to reach their current status?

Because out on the wings, at mad speed, they also possessed the ultimate ability to score.

And right before his eyes!

That sixteen-year-old youngster actually possessed even more monstrous physical talent than the two of them!

Magiar just stood there, dumbfounded, watching Su Bai use an extreme change of direction to get past Gonzalo Freta.

Bang!!!

That explosive shot sounded like a sharp blade stabbing viciously into Magiar's heart.

"GGGGGG--OOOOOOO--AAAAAAA--LLLLLLL!!!"

"GGGGGGOOOOOOOAAAAAAALLLLLLLLL!"

"GOAL!!!!"

The live DJ at Candy Box Stadium once again set the stadium ablaze with the most iconic South American passion.

Countless people jumped up like mad and roared toward Su Bai.

The fans swung Boca Juniors flags with all their might.

Magiar froze.

This time, he finally couldn't hold it in anymore!

"Useless!"

"Why didn't you stop him?"

"Damn useless trash!"

The furious Magiar started screaming at Freta, who was still lying on the grass.

However, at this moment, Freta could no longer hear his head coach's furious curses.

He stared at the half-torn shirt in his hand, his brain completely crashing.

What kind of freak was this?

Why did he have such terrifying strength?

Only, what made Freta collapse was still to come.

He was still sprawled on the grass and had not gotten up yet when the referee walked straight over with a hand over his pocket.

Yellow card!!

Poor Freta lay there on the grass and received the yellow gemstone God of War card that belonged to him.

The shirt had been torn to shreds. That kind of pulling could absolutely have been a red card.

Even the referee could not stand it anymore!

And on the other side!

Xie Luotuo was as excited as a child!

"Haha, I knew it!"

"Su! This is unbelievable!"

"His left foot and right foot are equally balanced!"

"Unthinkable talent!"

"Haha, the funniest part was that Freta, like a monkey!"

He waved both fists and celebrated loudly.

2:3!

Su Bai had only been on the pitch for ten minutes.

Boca Juniors' originally complete collapse had been reversed.

His teammates all crowded around Su Bai excitedly, rubbing his head.

Countless reporters on the sidelines aimed every one of their cameras at the half-naked Chinese kid on the pitch.

Beneath that sharp, resolute face was an explosively powerful body that was almost beautiful in its lines.

At the referee's urging, the match quickly restarted.

From 3–0 to 3–2!

In just ten short minutes, Tucuman Athletic's huge lead had completely vanished.

For a team that had never been especially good at attacking, Tucuman Athletic suddenly looked at a loss.

"Use the flanks!!!"

Seeing his players looking helpless, Magiar hurriedly shouted from the sidelines.

Given the situation, continuing to force central penetration, something they were not good at in the first place, clearly would not do much.

Hearing their head coach's shout, Tucuman Athletic's attacking midfielder David Valdez immediately obeyed and turned sideways to pass the ball to his teammate, left winger Lucas Ischuk.

After receiving the ball, Lucas Ischuk wasted no words and drove straight toward Boca Juniors' backfield with it.

But just as Lucas Ischuk was about to accelerate...

A black figure suddenly appeared beside him.

It was Su Bai!

The nimble Lucas Ischuk sensed Su Bai on his left and immediately dragged the ball back with his right foot.

At the same time, he made a slick turn.

Su Bai, whose defensive stats were still terrible, lunged at empty air as expected.

A flicker of pride flashed through Lucas's heart. He was Tucuman Athletic's genius winger!

How could he possibly be taken down so easily by a rookie?

But just as Lucas Ischuk nudged the ball to his left and prepared to get past Su Bai...

Su Bai pounced again. As he closed in on Lucas Ischuk, he stuck out his right foot, cut off his position, and quickly poked the ball from under Lucas Ischuk's feet to in front of himself.

And just like that, Lucas Ischuk once again felt that indescribably terrifying power!

"Beautiful tackle!"

"No. 46 Su immediately counter-pressed after being shaken off!"

"Tucuman Athletic's genius winger Lucas Ischuk has no answer under Su Bai's close marking!"

"Su Bai turns with the ball and launches the counterattack!"

And at that moment!

Su Bai's perfect front-field steal made La Bombonera erupt once again.

A brace—and not only had he been dazzling beyond belief in attack, he was just as outstanding on defense!

In only ten minutes!

This young Chinese player, making his first-ever first-team appearance, had completely won over the Boca Juniors fans!

As Su Bai surged forward at top speed...

The entire Boca Juniors team pressed up like mad!

Avila darted straight into the middle, while Martinez sprinted down the left at pace!

At the same time, Pablo Pérez in the center followed tightly in Su Bai's footsteps!

The four men in the front charged like lightning toward Tucuman Athletic's backfield.

"Stop him! Hurry!"

"Stop that guy!"

This time, Magiar truly panicked.

He did not dare imagine whether his team could still stop that kid's thunderous shot.

He placed all his hopes on his defensive core, Bilalva!

And on the pitch at that moment...

Tucuman Athletic captain Bilalva abandoned Pablo Pérez in front of him and charged straight at Su Bai with a vicious expression!

South American football!

It had never lacked hard men, and the fall of countless geniuses had been because of these butchers of the pitch!

Bilalva!

As the alpha wolf of Tucuman Athletic's bloodthirsty pack...

For victory, he could no longer care about so-called professional ethics!

After charging madly to Su Bai's side!

Bilalva aimed at Su Bai's ankle and went in with a vicious tackle!

He held nothing back.

The crazed Bilalva had gone in with the intention of crippling Su Bai.

This was Tucuman Athletic's style.

When facing an enemy's genius, they never showed mercy.

On the sideline, Xie Luotuo had clearly already seen Bilalva's sliding tackle.

He looked in despair at Su Bai, who was still charging forward with the ball!

On the other side, Magiar watched the Chinese kid in front of his captain with a mocking look on his face.

This was Tucuman Athletic!

The only thing he ever taught his disciples was one sentence: the pitch was a battlefield where the weak were prey to the strong!

Ding-dong!

System detected a major injury threat!

Newbie protection mechanism triggered!

Host has activated injury-immune constitution!

Remaining time: 10s!

9s!

8s!

Beep!

A whistle blew!

Su Bai fell onto the grass!

He clutched his ankle in pain!

And the entire Candy Box Stadium suddenly fell silent!