Chapter 78 Number 10 VS Number 10
"Jiang Yan actively dribbled forward, and it was clear that he was playing very relaxed. The 0-2 deficit did not seem to put any pressure on him."
"Or rather, he's confident he can turn a disadvantage into an advantage!"
[A deafening roar from the sky, and Jiang Shen makes his dazzling entrance! What kind of football was that in the first half?! If you really want to watch football, you have to watch Jiang Shen!]
Jiang Yan is so handsome! This red team uniform seems made for him!
With Jiang around, there are no surprises! With his skills, he can easily dominate weaker opponents in Asia!
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China's ball possession.
The moment Jiang Yan dribbled the ball, two attacking players began to run towards him, while the remaining Qatari players retreated to the defensive third.
Two Qatari players, as if facing a formidable enemy, flanked Jiang Yan from the left and right, their movements fierce, aiming to cut off his path of attack as soon as possible.
Jiang Yan's footwork was superb. He lightly flicked the ball back and forth between his toes, soles, and sides, with varying speeds. It was just a basic dribbling move, yet it prevented the two players who were pressing him from even touching the hem of his shirt.
"Beautiful! Jiang Yan easily shook off the defender with a quick crossover dribble!"
"He didn't take those two players seriously at all!"
"Jiang Shen's movements were clean and efficient, without any hesitation! He easily dribbled the ball across midfield, and almost no one on the Qatari team could contain him!"
He Wei was both surprised and delighted. After Jiang Yan came on, Qatar was on high alert, and their originally sharp attacking line began to gradually disintegrate.
He alone is the sharpest dagger!
This is real football! This is the people's king of football!
Go Jiang Yan! You must advance today!
[The Qatari players are clearly scared; they've already started retreating to their defensive line!]
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"Jiang Yan is about to face Qatar's brains!"
"The Chinese national team's new number 10 will face off against Qatar's number 10 for the first time!"
Rodrigo Tabata, a Brazilian, possessed an innate sense of the ball that allowed him to immediately identify the most threatening target on the field – Jiang Yan.
After Jiang Yan dribbled past two defenders, Tabata took a step to the side and blocked his way.
On the field, the two number 10 players began a fierce battle.
The first step is choosing the location.
Rodrigo Tabata's control of distance was very skillful; the distance between the two was neither too far nor too close, just at the distance that Jiang Yan found most uncomfortable.
His specialty, fried meatballs, is completely ineffective at this distance.
Tabata lowered his center of gravity, constantly adjusting his footwork with small steps, his eyes fixed on Jiang Yan's dribbling foot.
As the shield of Qatar's midfield, with decades of football experience, he has seen too many technically skilled players. In his eyes, Jiang Yan is just a slightly stronger junior.
however,
Jiang Yan did not rush to accelerate, nor did he force a change of direction.
"Tabata... he is indeed a respectable midfielder."
Jiang Yan simply lowered his shoulders slightly and gently flicked the ball outward with his left foot.
Tabata instinctively moved to block, but the next second, Jiang Yan gently pulled with the outside of his right foot, and the ball seemed to be sucked in, passing between Tabata's legs and skimming along the grass!
"A feint! A groin dribble! Jiang Yan faked out Tabata! And then, in a truly humiliating way, he got past his opponent!"
He Wei's voice instantly rose in pitch.
"With such exquisite dribbling skills, it's really hard to tell who's Brazilian now!"
Tabata turned around abruptly, only to see a red figure sweep past him, bringing with it a strong gust of wind.
He reached out to pull the other person, but for this 35-year-old veteran, Jiang Yan was simply too fast!
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Studio.
[Holy crap! A groin cut! Tabata was completely stunned!]
[He Wei's words resonate deeply with me. If it weren't for the jerseys, I really wouldn't be able to tell who the Brazilians are!]
[Well done! Give that cripple's good leg a good kick! Against an old man like Harden, just use speed to overpower him!]
Is Jiang Shen going to take on Qatar's entire defense single-handedly?
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In the instant he shook off Tabata, Jiang Yan was already facing Qatar's last line of defense.
Three defenders pressed forward simultaneously, completely blocking his shooting space.
"Damn it! Three defenders are pushing forward at the same time, as if they knew Jiang Yan would be in this position beforehand!"
"It seems the opposing coach has really put in a lot of effort, even anticipating the possibility of his key players being beaten and devising a specific tactic to address it!"
Faced with simultaneous pressure from three opponents, Jiang Yan had no choice but to drift to the sides and seek opportunities for development!
"Sigh, what a pity, in the end, it was still impossible?"
"There's no other way. After all, we have to face three people at the same time, so moving to the side is a good option."
Everyone thought he would either continue to drive to the basket or pass the ball.
But Jiang Yan paused, then swung his right foot!
"Jiang Yan crosses... No!" He Wei roared, "Shot! That's a shot!"
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Chinese people all over the world are paying attention to this match.
In front of the TV, in front of the computer, in front of the mobile phone screen.
Even a complete layman who knows nothing about football would stop in his tracks upon seeing such a shot.
Surprising.
So weird!
This is completely contrary to the laws of physics.
The only word to describe a man who can unleash such a shot is terrifying.
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He struck the ball hard on the lower part of its body; it didn't leave the ground high, but it spun strangely.
First it went straight forward, then suddenly curved into the upper right corner of the goal in an S-shaped arc!
It drew a trajectory in the air that defied the laws of physics!
The Qatari goalkeeper stood frozen in place, his arms still in the position of making a save, his eyes filled with disbelief.
"Goal...goal!!!!"
"goalgoalgoalgoal!!!!!"
"What happened? What exactly happened with that goal?!"
"Director! Director, please replay it!"
Facing three defenders, Jiang Yan unleashed a powerful S-shaped kick from a desperate situation.
He Wei's voice cracked with excitement:
"Unbelievable! Incredible! Jiang Yan! He scored a goal that can only be described as art, pulling one back for the Chinese team!"
"1:2!"
"I can almost see Juninho Jr. playing on the field!"
"The suspense of the match is not over yet!"
The live stream chat exploded:
Holy crap! How did they even manage to kick that ball?!
Physics no longer exists! Is this the power of Jiang Shen?!
One person, one path, one arc—and he pierced the entire defensive line!
This goal deserves a spot in the Chinese national football team's all-time top ten goals!
So what if we're down 0-2? With Jiang Shen around, miracles will always happen!
[The King of Adversity! The King of Adversity has arrived!]
Don't talk nonsense. What adversity? In my eyes, Jiang Shen, it's just a flat plain!
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On the sidelines, the Chinese coaching staff suddenly jumped up from the bench, wildly waving their fists and roaring.
Gao Hongbo unusually lost his composure.
He really wanted to kneel down to Jiang Yan, but because of the head coach's face and with so many cameras around, he couldn't bring himself to do so.
The crowd of red-clad figures instantly erupted in cheers, their shouts piercing the sky.
On the other side, the atmosphere within the Qatari coaching staff was like an ice cave, with head coach Daniel Carreño looking grave.
"The worst has happened; the Chinese team has awakened its tigers... Let's switch to a five-defender formation."
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Jiang Yan didn't run around celebrating on the field; instead, he ran into the goal and took the ball out.
"Time is running out for the Chinese team! Jiang Shen didn't even celebrate, but quickly kicked off the game."
The game restarted after the lap time.
Qatar's team clearly hasn't realized the seriousness of the situation after conceding the goal.
Afif passed the ball back to Tabata.
"We've only just won one goal, and these Chinese guys are so smug about it! Brother Tabata! Let's score another one!"
"Give it your all!"
Both teams' players quickly began to run.
Daniel Carreño's tactics had not yet been communicated to the field, and Qatar's players were still executing their five-man attack strategy.
"Qadada's attack remains sharp! They didn't let up even in the second half, and time is running out for the Chinese team!"
"Oh no! Qatar's midfield maestro, number 10 Tabata, has gotten the ball, dribbled past Wu Lei, and has already entered midfield!"
"As expected of Brazilians, their footwork is incredibly refined! This isn't good news for the Chinese team!"
Both commentators expressed concern about the situation on the field.
Before Tabata could make his next move...
"They're here!"
After Tabata got past Wu Lei, Jiang Yan moved to the attacking midfield position to fill in.
"Jiang Yan! It's Jiang Yan again!"
"The two number 10s are facing off again, but this time the roles are reversed!"
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Facing Jiang Yan, Tabata no longer possessed the composure he once had; that S-shaped curved shot just now demonstrated his skill.
At this moment, he became even more serious when facing Jiang Yan.
"A change in rhythm!"
"Tabata's signature move!"
Tabata suddenly slammed his foot down, trying to disrupt Jiang Yan's balance with a series of small, quick steps.
Having learned his lesson once, he dared not be careless this time.
He brought out the finesse of his Brazilian heritage to its fullest extent, making the ball seem glued to his feet, feinting left and right, trying to force Jiang Yan to make the first move.
Seeing that his opponent still didn't make a move, Tabata smiled slightly.
Snapped!
"He's dribbled past them!"
"What!?"
Just then, in the instant Tabata dribbled past his opponent, he flicked the ball to his dominant foot.
Jiang Yan anticipated his move, and Makelele activated his [Steal] skill.
He kicked out the moment he was about to kick.
Snapped!
"Interception!"
"Tabatake's changes in rhythm were ineffective against Jiang Yan!"
"Jiang Yan is completely unfazed by pressure, only striking at the most dangerous moment!"
"He single-handedly halted Qatar's attack; what kind of player is he?"
"He's practically Superman!"
"Jiang Yan emerged victorious in this duel between number 10s!"
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Daniel Carreño made a substitution on the sidelines.
After witnessing Jiang Yan's perfect steal, he slumped listlessly onto the coach's bench.
"Mr. Daniel, what's wrong?"
"We can't win."
"What do you mean? Weren't we just about to change players...?"
"There is a monster in the Chinese team."
"monster?"
"He excels in both offense and defense, is a master of curling shots while also unleashing powerful attacks, and even his defensive positioning is world-class... This kind of player is a monster!"
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