The God of Football Starts With Passive Skills

Chapter 413 - 89: Faster Than Messi! Real Men Don’t Dive! A Frantic Atletico Madrid! Klopp: "Wang Shuo, I Love You to Death!

"On the pitch, the Dortmund players haven’t given up yet."

"But they’ve expended too much energy in the earlier stages of the match."

"Klopp Syndrome is their biggest obstacle!"

"And Flores has counted on exactly that."

"Now, Dortmund finds themselves in an extremely difficult situation!"

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Amidst the chorus of songs filling Westfalen Stadium, Wang Shuo received a pass from Kuba on the right flank of the attacking third.

As he trapped the ball, he spun to shake off Antonio Lopez, then cut inside at top speed with the ball at his feet.

Paulo Assunção rushed toward him. But as Wang Shuo skillfully controlled the ball, he took a quick step to shield it with his body. He used his shoulder to muscle past Assunção’s tight pressure and continued his horizontal dribble.

Domingos moved to intercept him on the right side of the top of the arc.

But Wang Shuo adjusted with a series of quick, small steps. He came to a sudden stop and feinted as if to break into the penalty area, then abruptly changed direction, knocking the ball sideways with his left foot to get past Domingos.

The moment he created a sliver of space, Wang Shuo immediately whipped a curling shot with his left foot, aiming straight for the top-left corner of the goal.

Just as everyone in the stadium gasped in anticipation of a goal, they heard a loud CLANG.

The ball struck the upper part of the left post squarely and rebounded back into play.

"The post!!"

"The left post saves Atletico Madrid!"

"Dortmund is having some bad luck tonight."

"That was a beautiful play from Wang Shuo, cutting in from the right and curling a shot toward the far corner with his left foot."

"Unfortunately, it seems the posts at Westfalen Stadium aren’t on the home team’s side tonight."

"It’s now the 87th minute."

Wang Shuo clenched both fists and let out a furious roar, venting all his frustration.

But he still sprinted back to his position.

As he ran, he waved his arms.

"There’s still time! Don’t rush!"

He wasn’t just rallying his team’s morale; he was also stirring up the fans in the stadium.

’Let the cheers from Westfalen Stadium roar even louder!’

And indeed, the fans in the stadium began to shout even louder.

Wang Shuo clapped his hands forcefully. "Everyone, get your heads in the game!"

But in the next moment, Atletico Madrid once again created a very threatening attack.

Savio chested the ball down and sent a brilliant pass to the feet of Aguero inside the penalty area.

After shaking off Subotic, Aguero fired off a shot, which was smothered by the goalkeeper, Weidenfeller.

The play sent a cold sweat running down the backs of all the fans in the stadium.

Weidenfeller’s save was perfectly timed!

Aguero, for his part, was clearly exhausted. His form was a little off, and his movements were a bit slow.

The Dortmund goalkeeper scrambled up, grabbed the ball with both hands, and rushed to the edge of the box before forcefully throwing it to Hummels.

A fast break!

Hummels quickly passed it to Schmelzer on the left flank near the halfway line.

But Atletico Madrid tracked back very quickly as well.

Schmelzer had just crossed the halfway line when he was tied up by Reyes.

With no other choice, he passed it back to Shahin.

Seeing this from up ahead, Wang Shuo immediately ran back, shouting, "Get me the ball!"

Shahin’s pass arrived at the same time as Raul Garcia closed in on Wang Shuo.

One from the front, one from the back.

Wang Shuo felt the pressure from Raul Garcia behind him and made a split-second decision. He took a step forward, trapping Shahin’s pass toward the bottom of the center circle with the outside of his left foot.

After turning to chase it down, Wang Shuo beat Jurado to the ball and kicked it to Götze.

After passing the ball, Wang Shuo sprinted forward at top speed.

There wasn’t much time left in the match.

Wang Shuo held nothing back, instantly accelerating to his maximum speed.

Götze was being harassed by Paulo Assunção. Although he managed to receive the ball, he couldn’t shake off the Brazilian midfielder’s entanglement.

"To me!" Wang Shuo shouted, pointing to the space in front of him.

Götze hastily passed the ball out.

Wang Shuo chased it down, glanced at Domingos ahead of him, and instead of trapping it, forcefully knocked the ball forward with one touch.

It looked like he’d knocked it a bit too far.

It seemed to have escaped his control.

Domingos hesitated.

’Early in the game, for Atletico Madrid’s first conceded goal, Pereira was tricked by Wang Shuo.’

’And for the second goal just now, I fell for it too.’

’Could this also be a trick to bait me into challenging him?’

Domingos wasn’t sure.

But Wang Shuo didn’t give him any time to hesitate.

The opportunity was fleeting!

Wang Shuo caught up to the ball again, already at full speed.

Domingos stared intently at Wang Shuo and the ball between his feet.

’Dammit!’

’For some reason, he had a strange feeling.’

’Every step Wang Shuo took, every touch of the ball, seemed to be in response to the drumbeats coming from the stands of Westfalen Stadium.’

’They were perfectly in sync!’

’It was as if his feet had some sort of magnetic force, keeping the ball glued between them.’

The moment Wang Shuo entered Domingos’s defensive zone, his entire body suddenly leaned to the left.

Domingos had a very strong feeling.

’If he didn’t block Wang Shuo, he would definitely get past him on the left.’

’As long as he breaks through, even if it’s just a tiny gap, with Wang Shuo’s ability, he could definitely charge into the penalty area.’

’At the very least, he’d get a chance to shoot!’

This forced him to immediately shift his center of gravity.

But the instant he shifted his weight, Wang Shuo planted his left foot firmly. He suddenly changed direction, flicking the ball to the right with the outside of his right foot and immediately darting in the same direction.

The Swing Pass!