The Boiling Candy Box Stadium, and That Piercing Scream!

Boca Juniors' match against Tucuman Athletic was still underway.

Meanwhile, in distant China, Li Feng was lying in front of his computer in his room, wearing a worried expression as he thought about how to write his superior's speech for tomorrow's public press conference at the Football Association.

The overseas ethnic Chinese player naturalization plan launched by China this time was a major initiative by the Football Association to ensure that China could reach the finals of the 2018 World Cup.

The Football Association had spent a huge sum recruiting around five talented young players of pure Chinese descent from various countries.

And Director Zhu had found the best one!

He was supposedly a genius player from Boca Juniors.

At tomorrow's press conference, Director Zhu would thoroughly introduce Boca's genius player Hua Chengyu and his outstanding performances during his time at Boca!

But!

Li Feng knew that guy was nothing more than an artist who performed freestyle football on the streets.

He had simply taken a sum of money to cooperate with Director Zhu in staging a reality show.

Although everything had been arranged on Boca's side as well, how was he supposed to make up this kind of speech?

Helplessly!

Li Feng searched for Boca Juniors matches, hoping to watch a game and fabricate a few decent experiences for Hua Chengyu.

But with that search!

He was surprised to discover that Boca actually had a match going on right now.

With a click of his right hand!

Li Feng entered Boca Juniors' livestreaming site.

Sixty-fifth minute!

Boca Juniors were trailing 2:3?

On the screen!

A familiar-looking black-haired youngster was charging down the flank with the ball at high speed!

Two opposing players were closing in on him.

Yet even while being pressed by two men.

Number 45 still maintained his high-speed dribbling.

The opposing players who collided with Number 45 were sent flying away like kites with snapped strings.

Very quickly!

Number 45 carried the ball to the edge of the penalty area.

At that moment, the opposing team's fullback also rushed in front of Number 45.

Three-man pressure?

Watching the scene before him, Li Feng helplessly shook his head. This kid really was a brute. In this situation, he should have settled the ball early and waited for his teammates to come up!

Did he think he was Messi, trying to dribble alone and score by himself?

But then!

A sight Li Feng would never forget appeared!

While sprinting at full speed, Number 45 suddenly dragged the ball inward with his left foot, then forced his entire body straight through the three-man trap!

That was right!

He had smashed his way through.

After abruptly changing direction, the kid had simply barged through the gap between the opposing fullback and defensive midfielder, knocking them aside!

What kind of monstrous physique was that?

How could he possess such unbelievable agility at that speed?

Most importantly, it was the physical ability he displayed after that change of direction!

This guy was a tank capable of moving and changing direction at high speed!

Immediately after, the guy raised his left leg high!

He savagely struck the football, which streaked across the sky above Candy Box Stadium like a meteor!

There was no stopping it!

The opposing goalkeeper could only stare blankly as the ball flashed past right before his eyes!

It went in?

Just like that?

Li Feng rubbed his eyes.

At that moment, the broadcast camera cut to Su Bai, who was wildly sprinting toward the corner flag to celebrate after scoring!

That face!

It was that Chinese kid who had scored on the training ground!!!

Li Feng was stunned.

He carefully looked over the match details!

Boca Juniors, Argentine Primera División!

This guy!

This guy had actually made it into the first team?

He had clearly still been in the youth team back then!

How had he moved up to the first team so quickly?

And he had even fucking scored.

Looking at Su Bai celebrating wildly on screen, Li Feng suddenly had an idea!

His hands began flying across the keyboard.

Chinese Youth Shines in Argentine Primera División

It was only a speech draft, anyway. Zhu was best at giving speeches—he could just transplant this goal into some nonexistent youth league.

Hua Chengyu had once pulled off a solo run in the Argentine youth league, cutting inside before unleashing a thunderous strike!

Besides, China had no way to find footage of a youth league match!

At Candy Box Stadium!

Su Bai was being wildly piled onto by all his teammates on the grass!

"Oh my God!"

"An unbelievable goal!"

"A hat-trick!"

"Su has saved Boca Juniors!"

"A 16-year-old youngster played the role of Boca's god in his professional debut!"

"What an insane night!"

"Three thunderous shots, each one more spectacular than the last!"

"Su is absolutely the brightest star at Candy Box Stadium tonight!"

"In the 68th minute! Su Bai completed an incredible hat-trick just twenty-three minutes after coming on!"

"3:3!"

"Boca Juniors have equalized!"

"This is absolutely a night to remember! God bless Boca! Boca has received God's favor!"

In the commentary booth, Dennis raised his arms and roared just like the countless crazed Boca fans at Candy Box Stadium.

At that moment, Su Bai was being relentlessly manhandled by his excited teammates!

"Fuck!"

"Haha, Su, that was incredible! You actually scored a hat-trick!"

"Oh my God, Su, I can't believe we actually equalized!"

Meanwhile, on the sidelines, Tucuman Athletic manager Magiar wore a completely blank expression.

His victory!

Three goals conceded in twenty-five minutes!

Where the hell had that kid come from?

Why did he have such monstrous physique and strength?

And that had been three men closing him down.

He had burst through the middle of all three of them, cutting inside at speed.

The most terrifying thing was that shot.

With that kind of power, as long as it was on target, even Cech would not have been able to save it.

It was over!

Tucuman Athletic were finished!

No one could stop that crazy Chinese kid anymore!

Under the referee's urging, Boca Juniors' celebration soon came to an end.

Tucuman Athletic had been completely rattled.

After the restart, they no longer had any idea how to play.

They still wanted to work something down the flanks, but Boca Juniors had been injected with adrenaline.

Starting from midfield!

Boca Juniors swarmed the ball in small areas with at least three players.

Maroni had barely carried it a few steps.

When Boca Juniors winger Martinez used his body to shield him off, working with Pablo Perez to steal the ball from Maroni's feet!

A Boca Juniors counterattack!

After carrying the ball a few steps, Pablo Perez used the outside of his right foot to slide a diagonal pass back to Martinez!

With the ball at his feet, Martinez charged toward Tucuman Athletic's half like a gale.

Facing Tucuman Athletic's right back charging in, Martinez nudged the ball with his left foot and easily slipped past his opponent. After knocking it forward a few strides, he swung his left leg and sent the ball toward the middle!

A cross from the byline!

Although Boca Juniors had been relying on technical central penetration, that did not mean they could not use this most practical of tactics.

The 1.84-meter Avila was equally outstanding in the air!

Inside Tucuman Athletic's penalty area!

Bilalva once again marked Su Bai.

He clung to Su Bai with all his strength and jumped alongside him.

At the near post!

Watching the incoming ball, Bilalva desperately thrust his head forward. At the same time, after Su Bai jumped, he deliberately stuck out his backside and drove it into Su Bai's waist!

After all, once players were in the air, their center of gravity was usually around their waist and abdomen!

Bilalva did that specifically to disrupt Su Bai's balance. As for whether Su Bai would be injured, that was not something Bilalva needed to consider.

But what surprised Bilalva was that, despite already being in the air, that freakish Chinese kid remained as motionless as if he were standing on the grass!

Instead, Bilalva himself toppled straight forward like a dog eating dirt.

What kind of absurd physique was that?

And at that moment, the ball had already arrived in front of Su Bai!

With a stylish flick of his head, he headed it toward goal.

The ball flew straight at the net!

Bilalva despaired!

With a header from such close range, as long as it was on target, Martin Hughes had no chance of stopping it.

But when Bilalva turned his head to see whether the ball would go in, he saw Su Bai smiling at him.

Then that man, who had been solid as steel just moments ago, let out an "Ow!" and fell right onto him.

"GGGGGG--OOOOOOO--AAAAAA--LLLLLLL!"

"GGGGGOOOOAAAAAALLLLLLL!"

"GOAL!!!!"

"SU!!!!!"

Accompanied by the stadium DJ's hysterical roar!

Candy Box Stadium erupted!

Yet amid those deafening cheers, one person's scream suddenly rang out across the stadium!!!

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