It was halftime.
River Plate head coach Montgomery immediately drew up detailed defensive tactics specifically for Su Bai.
Against Su Bai's nearly invincible physicality, Montgomery instructed River Plate to put all their defensive pressure on Su Bai in the second half.
When necessary, they could be more ruthless with their feet. You might not be able to outmuscle him, but surely you could take him down with a tackle?
And so!
Just as Su Bai was preparing to charge down the flank again in the second half, Chiarini, Rodriguez, and Ponzio closed in on Su Bai together.
Su Bai, carrying the ball, quickly noticed the three men rushing toward him.
But he did not panic in the face of their pressing.
Instead, he turned to look for his teammates.
In his mind, football was never a one-man sport.
Lone heroes might look brutal, but that only existed in novels and movies.
On a real football pitch, the most important thing was finding opportunities to combine with teammates.
But with that glance, Su Bai regretfully discovered
that the experienced Chiarini had already stepped in and cut across his side.
That single move directly severed Su Bai's connection with the players in the middle.
The three-man encirclement was about to take shape.
"River Plate have made targeted adjustments!"
"Boca Juniors unexpectedly had a player sent off. Honestly, this situation isn't looking good."
"Whoa!!!"
"Beautiful!!!!"
"Su Bai!!!"
"Su Bai broke through!"
"My God!"
"What a ball!!"
Just moments ago!
Before the three-man trap could close, Su Bai spotted the opening, drove his right foot through the ball, and smashed it forward!
With that force, the ball shot ahead at tremendous speed!
It burst straight through the gap between Rodriguez and Ponzio!
And Su Bai accelerated from a standstill, running out beyond the touchline and around Ponzio under his stunned gaze!
A wild outside-lane overtake!!!
Inside Monumental Stadium, the River Plate fans, who had only just erupted again after pulling a goal back before halftime, were left dumbfounded by what they saw!
They all widened their eyes, staring at Boca Juniors' number 45 as he sprinted madly down the pitch!
On the field!
Rodriguez was bewildered.
He had not expected Su Bai to choose to knock the ball past them and rely on pure speed in that situation.
In a panic, Rodriguez and Ponzio immediately turned around.
But by the time they had turned, Su Bai had already left them far behind.
Inside the luxurious VIP box!
Hanks had already joined the visiting Boca Juniors supporters in a frenzied roar.
The shout gave River Plate manager Ravitch quite a fright.
Ravitch turned and saw Hanks's excitement.
And Hanks's gaze remained locked on the Chinese youngster charging forward wildly on the pitch.
Ravitch panicked.
Clearly, Hanks had taken a liking to Boca Juniors' number 45!
It was over. Their own useless Romero probably had no chance now!
With a lightning-fast burst, Su Bai carried the ball to the edge of River Plate's penalty area in the blink of an eye.
River Plate's back line immediately descended into panic.
River Plate's center-back and left-back Uribarri both charged over desperately.
Uribarri even threw himself into a sliding tackle at Su Bai.
He had already been beaten twice on his side. He could not let this Chinese kid score so brazenly from this position again.
But!
At that moment!
Su Bai moved.
No change of direction, no shot!
With his left foot, Su Bai deftly nudged the ball forward!
That spot!!!
Avila, who had been charging forward frantically ever since Su Bai began his run, appeared there.
Unmarked, Avila met the ball and unleashed a furious shot!
As Boca Juniors' top scorer this season, Avila sent the ball screaming toward the top corner of River Plate's goal!
In front of the River Plate goal, their goalkeeper Barovero could only stare blankly as the ball flew into the net behind him for the third time!
"Beep!"
The referee blew his whistle and pointed to the center circle, signaling that the goal stood!
"The ball is in!!!"
"Brilliant!!!"
"Brilliant!!!"
"Su Bai, a dazzling assist after his solo run from deep!"
"Boca Juniors striker Avila did not waste the chance!"
"With a thunderous strike, he blasted the ball into their archrivals' net once again!"
"This is absolutely a golden goal!"
"Boca Juniors, down a man, have unbelievably scored again right at the start of the second half!"
"3:1!!!"
At that moment!
Avila, who had just scored, was about to launch into a flashy celebration when Su Bai became the first to tackle him onto the turf.
Then Pablo Perez, Ezequiel, and every other Boca Juniors player rushed over one after another.
They had managed to extend their lead despite being a man down.
That was something the Boca Juniors players had never imagined.
On the sidelines, Xie Luotuo celebrated hysterically like a child.
However!
Compared to Xie Luotuo's excitement, River Plate manager Montgomery on the other side wore a look of utter despair!
Why?
Why, after he had made such meticulous preparations, could that Chinese kid still charge down the wing so wildly?
He was fast, physically strong, and most importantly, possessed those ghostly changes of direction.
At that moment, Montgomery's mind had practically shut down.
He had no idea how to save River Plate now.
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[Holy shit, that was insane! An outside overtake—was he really that fast?]
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[Damn, he really is fast. But this caught the opponents completely off guard. Their three-man trap hadn't even formed before Su Bai just went on an utterly unreasonable burst!]
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[Exactly. That was completely unreasonable, but there's nothing to be done about it—it was so satisfying to watch. And that assist, damn, there's no way to hate on it. This kid definitely isn't just there to warm Boca Juniors' bench. He's straight-up Boca Juniors' main man!]
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[He has great pace and dribbling, his cut-ins and shots are incredibly threatening, and most importantly, he can pass too! He's only sixteen! At that age, this kid's future is limitless!]
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[He really is damn good. Nothing to criticize. Where are the haters now? Weren't you just saying that us Chinese aren't suited to playing football? What do you call this? Come on, explain it!]
Monumental Stadium!
Countless River Plate fans stared blankly at the wild celebrations of their archrivals on the pitch.
They couldn't understand it!
Why had their team conceded when they had a one-man advantage?
And how had that arrogant Chinese kid been allowed to dribble so calmly up and down their flank three times?
"Damn you, Romero! You're useless!"
"Get off the pitch, you pathetic clown! You don't deserve to wear the River Plate shirt!"
All of a sudden!
Romero, standing in the center circle, heard the fans hurling abuse at him!
Romero was on the verge of tears.
He couldn't understand why, in the most important match of his life, he had run into a Su who was like a demon.
That guy...
Slowly!
Romero's gaze shifted from dejection to growing ferocity!
The fans were still berating him hysterically.
But the former darling of Monumental Stadium redirected every ounce of his hatred toward the black-haired kid standing before him!
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