The Riverbed's Frenzied Counterattack! Su Bai Smiled!

"Beautiful!!!"

"Beautiful!!!"

"It's in!!!"

"The match has only just begun!"

"Su Bai!!!"

"A solo run from halfway across the field!!!"

"A thunderous left-footed worldie!"

"A completely unreasonable shot!"

"That strike was absolutely beautiful!"

"There weren't many fancy moves—just speed, just a change of direction, catching them completely off guard!"

"River Plate have been stunned!"

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[Holy shit, what a goal! Did you see that cut inside just now? He was practically a Robben replica!]

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[Fuck, he really was. I watched the replay closely—his cut inside didn't slow down at all! Just like Rose on the Bulls right now. That's fucking terrifying!]

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[Pfft! He's just living off his youth. Making direction changes at that speed without slowing down—how many years do you think he can keep that up? He might not even last a season before going GG!]

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[Exactly. Don't be fooled just because he scored one. That goal was nothing special, with zero technical content. This guy probably relies entirely on speed and physique—his footwork must be rough as hell!]

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[Look at those players from that little country that's doing pretty well—their footwork is what you call refined. We Chinese should just stop playing football. All we do is make people mad!]

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[Fuck, you bunch of bananas. Watch if you want, get lost if you don't. You just can't stand seeing Chinese people do well, can you? You've been trashing him ever since before he even got on the pitch!]

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[Pfft, a player like this will get naturalized by the Football Association soon, then enter the Chinese Super League. After two years of development, hehe, a brand-new pale boiled chicken will be born!]

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[I]

Inside Titan Sports Weekly's livestream!

The moment Huang Jianxiang saw Su Bai score, he leaped up in excitement.

He had never imagined that a player of Chinese descent would take the field in such an important Superclásico. What was even more outrageous was that he had scored such a wild goal right at the start of the match!

Compared to Huang Jianxiang's frenzy!

At Monumental Stadium!

Countless die-hard fans who had been singing River Plate's anthem just moments ago stared in shock at the Chinese-descended youngster on the pitch, who was being crazily piled beneath Boca Juniors' players.

What was that?

The match had only just started.

Where were their defenders?

Where was their goalkeeper?

They had just stood there blankly and watched the other side score?

On the sidelines, Xie Luotuo was so excited that he grabbed Almeida beside him and shook him wildly.

"Haha, did you see that? I knew this kid could do it!"

"My God!"

"This is Monumental Stadium!"

"Did you see the time?"

"Did he break the record?"

"Haha! This kid is insane!"

"He's only sixteen!"

On the pitch, Su Bai had already been pinned beneath his excited teammates, who had stacked themselves on top of him.

Su Bai had originally planned a really cool celebration.

But these idiots had not given him any chance at all.

And inside the stadium's luxurious private box!

The wineglass in Hanks's hand fell onto the carpet the instant Su Bai scored that goal!

As Tottenham Hotspur's chief scout!

Just how sharp was his eye?

The guy in front of him absolutely had superstar-level talent.

Speed, physique, especially that change of direction and finishing!

A genius!

And a top-tier genius at that.

The genius with SU written on his shirt was so much better than that Romero guy.

Tottenham Hotspur didn't need Romero!

Boca's number 45 in front of him!

He was the one Tottenham Hotspur needed most.

"Damn it, those idiots conceded so quickly!"

"Is the entire back line eating shit?"

"They actually let a youngster like this score one!!!"

"This is an absolute disgrace to River Plate!!!"

Beside Hanks, River Plate manager Ravitch was still cursing up a storm.

Clearly, he had not noticed the fervor in Hanks's eyes.

1:0!!!

Boca Juniors had unexpectedly taken the lead right after the opening kickoff.

However, with the referee's whistle to restart the match.

The trailing River Plate immediately began a frenzied counterattack!

After all, they were playing at home.

Amid the wild roars of the fans throughout the stadium.

River Plate began pushing forward in force.

River Plate forward Boye passed the ball back to Chiarini behind him.

This time!

Chiarini did not pass the ball to the already sprinting Romero again.

After feinting past Boca forward Avila once more, Chiarini drove straight into Boca's half with the ball.

At the same time!

River Plate's two defensive midfielders, Rodriguez and Ponzio, charged forward as well.

Though they were positioned as defensive players, Rodriguez and Ponzio were bona fide Argentinians!

There were no Argentinians who did not know how to attack.

"Mark Chiarini!"

On the sidelines, Xie Luotuo watched River Plate's frenzy and shouted anxiously.

After all, on paper, Boca really was no match for league leaders River Plate.

Su Bai on the right and Martinez on the left both rushed back into their own half to help defend.

But the crafty Chiarini gave Su Bai and the others no chance to press him.

The moment he saw Boca's players preparing to close in, he sent a long pass directly to Vangioni on the right!

Twenty-two-year-old Vangioni, like Romero, was a classic pacey winger.

The instant he received the ball!

Vangioni knocked it down the flank, then pushed it forward with his right foot and charged hard down Boca's left side!

Martinez immediately raced back after him.

However, before he could catch up to Vangioni, Vangioni whipped the ball into the box from a forty-five-degree angle at the edge of the area!

Boye leaped high!

A stylish glancing header!

But he pursued the angle too much, and the ball ultimately skimmed past the post and flew wide.

"River Plate's attack is so simple and direct!"

"One-touch passing! No unnecessary movements at all!"

"They just look for the center forward!"

"Boye is nearly one meter ninety tall!"

"Half the goals they'd scored over the first dozen league rounds had come from headers!"

"In today's football world, where everyone worships technical play, it was really rare to see a team relying on long balls and aerial bombardment!"

"But it was precisely this simple, no-frills long-ball approach that had River Plate sitting firmly at the top of the league table!"

"Sometimes, football's evolution was pretty interesting!"

"You could keep changing and changing, but in the end, you might not even be as strong as those who never changed!"

Watching River Plate still employ such primitive long-ball tactics, Huang Jianxiang couldn't help but comment on it in the livestream.

On the sideline, seeing his players let River Plate complete a shot so easily, Xie Luotuo was fuming.

"Watch the flanks!"

"Su!"

"And Martinez, neither of you focus on the middle anymore. Just keep your eyes on the wings!"

Watch the wings?

Su Bai heard his coach's new assignment.

He turned to look at Romero, who had just tried to show him up, and smiled.