A Body Like a Freak, Is This Guy Really Chinese?

The match had only just begun—28 seconds in!

The San Lorenzo players, still not yet settled into the match, stared dumbfounded at the black-haired kid surrounded by his teammates.

What was going on?

But compared to that, someone's sudden groan made the San Lorenzo players worry even more.

Ojeda!

Their star fullback Ojeda was still lying on the turf, unable to get up.

Ojeda's teammates immediately rushed over.

Lying on the grass, Ojeda clutched his shoulder, his face twisted in pain.

The captain on the field, defensive midfielder Botalo, hurriedly waved at the team doctors on the sidelines!

Meanwhile, San Lorenzo's head coach Antur stood frozen at the edge of the pitch.

What the hell was this?

He was injured?

How was that possible?

That was Ojeda, known as the Little Steel Cannon.

Last season, the elite fullback had been maliciously fouled countless times without suffering any problems, yet he had been injured in a collision just 28 seconds into the match??

He was their star player!

The team doctors rushed anxiously onto the field.

On the other side, Ignacio barely managed to hold back his laughter.

No!

There were so many reporters here. If they caught him looking pleased at someone else's misfortune...

But unlike Ignacio, who was forcing himself not to laugh, David Achucaro, who had been unable to play due to injury, jumped up excitedly in the stands!

"Haha! Damn it, that's it! Hit him like that! Haha!"

"Gah! Ow!"

But because he was a little too excited, the fracture in Achucaro's bone sent another piercing pain through him.

Damn it, it was all that bastard Su Bai's fault.

After a round of examinations by the team doctors, Ojeda was carried off on a stretcher.

"It looks like a bone injury!"

The doctor's words completely chilled Antur's heart.

But with things having come to this, he could only swallow his tears and accept it.

In the first minute of the match!

After conceding right from the start, the aggressive San Lorenzo substituted off their star fullback.

When they saw San Lorenzo make the change, the Boca fans at Bombonera Stadium erupted into wild cheers once again.

What could possibly feel better than seeing an opponent get injured after scoring a goal?

"Haha, that mascot is incredible! No! I can't call him a mascot anymore. Forgive me for misunderstanding him before! He's Boca Juniors' genius!"

"That's right! He's a gift from God to Boca. This is insane—he looks so much like Adriano! That speed, that strength, that physique! God, who can stop him?"

"With a performance like that, he shouldn't be wasting his time in that useless youth league. The first team should bring him in!"

"The first team needs a strong kid like him. Haha, with that height and those terrifying physical attributes, if they turn him into a center forward, I don't even dare imagine how powerful Boca will become!"

Fans were always the most realistic.

They would curse at you over a single mistake, but they would also treat you like God for a single goal.

Su Bai's goal seemed to have changed the situation completely.

After all, Boca, with three draws and three losses, had already become easy prey in the eyes of every powerhouse.

Especially for teams like San Lorenzo, who were in the top three of the standings.

They had prepared from the start to attack with everything they had and take all three points.

But Su Bai's sudden blow had left them somewhat at a loss.

That thunderous shot put far too much pressure on people.

The most frightening thing was that the freak not only had tremendous power in his legs—his body was built like a tank too.

That freakish physique quickly became evident when he joined the defense.

Third minute of the match.

San Lorenzo, having failed to break through the middle, began trying to get the ball out wide.

The team's left midfielder, Adams, received the ball and smoothly dragged it away from Su Bai, who had come up to challenge him.

That stylish dribble seemed to immediately restore Adams's confidence.

This guy didn't seem like such a big deal after all!

Nudging the ball forward with his left foot, Adams confidently began driving hard against the turf to accelerate.

But!

Just as he was about to burst forward.

Su Bai appeared in front of him once again.

Su Bai leaned his body to the left while driving his shoulder into Adams.

That one bump!

Adams's right foot, which had been powering against the turf, instantly stalled!

It was like—

Like he had slammed into a wall.

He stopped dead in place.

And Su Bai's bump sent his body involuntarily toppling to the left.

This...

This was way too ridiculous, wasn't it?!

Adams's mind was filled with question marks.

Oh no!

That freak had won the ball again.

Was this going to be another counterattack?

"Tweet!"

Fortunately, the referee's whistle saved Adams.

The whistle left Su Bai, who had already hooked the ball and was about to turn, somewhat stunned.

What was going on?

That had been completely normal physical contact!

How could that possibly be a foul?

But complaints were complaints—Su Bai wasn't stupid enough to run up and argue with the referee.

Turning to look at Adams, whose expression had shifted from terror to smug delight, Su Bai grinned.

And that smile!

To Adams, it looked rather terrifying.

It was as though Su Bai were telling him, You're dead, kid.

It had to be said!

The sight of Su Bai sending the little cannon flying earlier had left far too great a psychological scar on Adams.

"Damn it! Is the referee blind? How the hell was that a foul?"

"Damn referee, I'm going to dig up your grandma's grave!"

"Bad call!!! You damned blind idiot!"

Although Su Bai didn't dare confront the referee directly, the fans by the touchline could no longer hold back.

Boos erupted all around as they raised their beloved middle fingers at the referee.

In the sixth minute, San Lorenzo won a set piece from a good position on the left flank!

Adams got to his feet, looked at his teammates who had already rushed forward, and raised his right hand high.

As the team's corner taker, Adams's deliveries were quite reliable.

His left-footed curler accurately sent the ball into Boca Juniors' penalty area.

The team's center-back, the six-foot-three Malar, soared high and fiercely headed the ball toward Boca's goal.

But!

Bozenik, Boca's only real star this season, calmly caught the ball in both hands right on the goal line!

Counterattack!!!

Bozenik spotted Su Bai turning and sprinting forward down the right wing.

Without the slightest hesitation!

Bozenik hurled the ball out hard with his right hand!

You had to know, Bozenik had a devastating long throw-in in his arsenal.

The football flew rapidly toward the center circle.

That spot!

It was exactly where Adams, who had just been gloating, stood!

Watching the ball fly toward him, he was already preparing to leap up and head it back.

But at that very moment!

He saw that terrifying figure.

Su Bai!

That black-haired monster.

In an instant!

Adams's legs, which had been about to jump, suddenly stiffened. He remembered his teammate being carried off on a stretcher.

That guy had been built like a little tank.

Yet one side-on collision with that freak had sent him straight to the grave. If Adams took one of that monster's hits head-on...

Would he—

It was that moment of hesitation!

Su Bai had already muscled past him.

The football flew over his head as well!!!

San Lorenzo's backfield was now completely wide open!

On the sidelines, San Lorenzo's head coach froze!

His gaze turned toward his team captain and defensive midfielder, Botalo.

"Stop him!!!"

Antur screamed himself hoarse!

And at that moment, Bombonera Stadium erupted into madness once more!