“Do you think he can score in this situation?”
Lazio youth team coach Verdi looked at Esposito, who was fiddling with his phone to take pictures, and frowned slightly.
Esposito smiled.
He did not speak.
Before they saw Ye Cheng’s true strength, none of them would believe it.
Esposito summarized the reason for his failure to recommend Ye Cheng to Lazio: not many people believed that a player with such poor basic skills would have such top-notch heading ability.
So...
He had to leave some evidence.
Holding his phone, Esposito aimed the camera at the Penalty Area.
Both the corner flag area and the goal were within the frame.
The kick-off player, the attacking side, and the defending side were all ready.
“I bet this kid won’t even be able to touch the ball. Does anyone want to bet with me? 100 Euros!”
Among the Lazio youth team players watching.
A black player said loudly.
“Hey, hey, hey, who would bet with you?”
“You dare to offer a bet that’s guaranteed to lose.”
“Alas... maybe that kid will get lucky...”
Just as they were discussing.
With a whistle.
The player responsible for taking the corner kick kicked the ball, and the ball flew into the Penalty Area, to the center.
When the ball flew up, Ye Cheng clearly outlined the ball’s flight path in his mind, then he took a step back, and when the two defending players squeezed towards him, he suddenly sprinted forward a step and jumped!
Under everyone’s gaze.
Ye Cheng jumped first, and the two Lazio youth team players could only hurriedly follow him up.
The result was...
Ye Cheng was high above.
Before the two collided with him, he met the ball and headed it towards the goal.
When the ball suddenly changed direction and flew towards the goal.
The three collided in the air.
But at this point, it was useless.
Ye Cheng’s header went into the dead corner.
The ball went into the goal in the theoretical absolute dead corner area, just to the upper left, between the crossbar and the post.
The goalkeeper in charge of guarding the goal was dumbfounded.
The Lazio youth team players, who were ready to watch a joke, were silent.
Ye Cheng fell from the air, his body was impacted in the air, a little off balance, but he quickly stabilized his body with powerful core strength and stood up again.
He turned his head to look at the two opponents still lying on the ground, then raised his head and held up two fingers to Verdi by the field: “You still have two chances!”
Verdi’s face had never been so ugly, especially as Esposito’s loud laughter, who was holding his phone not far from him, made his face even more unsightly.
He glared at the two lying on the ground and said coldly: “Get serious! What are you two doing?!”
Verdi believed that his two center-backs were too careless.
The Lazio youth team players also thought so.
Marco and Lorenzo looked at each other.
They both saw shock in each other’s eyes.
“This kid has some tricks, you stick to him later, and I’ll cover!”
“Okay!”
The two climbed up from the ground, their faces becoming unprecedentedly serious.
Being scored so easily by Ye Cheng made the two very unhappy.
“Kid from Da Xia Country, you won’t touch the ball next time!”
Marco came next to Ye Cheng, glaring at him and saying fiercely.
It’s a pity.
Ye Cheng didn’t understand Italian, so his words couldn’t affect Ye Cheng at all.
He just looked at Marco, who had just threatened him, in surprise, and said in English: “I really didn’t expect you to be so weak.”
Marco’s face darkened.
Ye Cheng really thought so.
He originally thought that, after all, it was Lazio’s youth team, so they should have some ability, but this was it?
In fact, Ye Cheng didn’t know what a maxed-out heading ability meant.
He could already have a place in professional football.
Using this ability against youth team players was a complete dimensionality reduction strike!
Marco and Lorenzo, two players with no professional match experience.
They were easily defeated by Ye Cheng.
It’s not surprising.
This had little to do with whether they were careless or not.
Even if they tried their best next time.
The result was still destined.
....
Second round.
This time.
Marco and Lorenzo were much more serious.
Marco stuck tightly to Ye Cheng, not letting him get out of his defensive control.
And Lorenzo was responsible for controlling the landing point.
One of them marked the man, and the other marked the ball.
It finally seemed foolproof.
At this time.
Ye Cheng chose to pull out.
He was almost standing near the Penalty Area arc.
The purpose of doing this was naturally to create space for himself to sprint later.
Marco hesitated, he didn’t know if he should pull out with him.
Finally.
He gritted his teeth.
Decided to stick to Ye Cheng anyway.
After all, there were his teammates in the Penalty Area.
As long as he could sufficiently interfere with Ye Cheng, preferably preventing him from jumping.
Lorenzo would be able to clear the ball.
This would be considered a successful defense.
Marco’s calculations were very clever.
The only surprise was.
When Ye Cheng suddenly sprinted.
His reaction was half a beat slow.
He reached out to pull Ye Cheng — if this were a match, the referee would have already blown for a foul.
But this was not a match.
The referee was an assistant coach from the Lazio youth team.
He didn’t blow his whistle.
Ye Cheng didn’t expect the referee to help him either.
He jumped, using the momentum of his sprint, despite Marco’s entanglement.
Although Ye Cheng was relatively rough in technique.
However, his physical condition was definitely world-class.
With the bonus of the Lv2 【Pillar of the Penalty Area】 skill.
His strength attribute reached 91, balance attribute score reached 90, and jumping attribute score reached 91!
Such physical conditions.
In professional football, he would also be at the top.
This was not something youth team players could hold onto or withstand.
Marco failed to hold Ye Cheng.
Even though he had pulled Ye Cheng’s jersey taut.
But Ye Cheng still jumped up.
This time, Lorenzo was not left behind.
He almost jumped at the same time as Ye Cheng.
But when he jumped up, he realized the huge difference in jumping ability between him and Ye Cheng.
“He jumped so high...”
Among the Lazio youth team players, someone exclaimed.
Under everyone’s gaze.
Goal!
Another powerful header.
The ball flew into the goal, grazing the edge of the crossbar and post.
The goalkeeper, again, made no reaction.
Under everyone’s gaze.
Ye Cheng landed.
He clenched his fist and punched upwards fiercely.
Then, he stared at Verdi on the sideline: “You still have one chance!”
“I suggest... you’d better put more people on!”
Ye Cheng grinned.
This smile, to Verdi, made him feel as if he had a thorn in his side.
At this moment.
It was Verdi’s turn to be in a dilemma.
Two times in a row.
Two consecutive goals.
Even if.
They defended successfully the last time, what then?
They were still losers.
After all.
Theoretically.
Defensive players have an advantage in a single defense.
Attacking players cannot succeed in every attack.
That would be too terrifying.
In a match.
If an attacking player wins once out of ten attempts.
It’s already very exaggerated.
After all, the benefits of successful defense and successful offense are completely unequal.
Successful defense just means not conceding a goal.
Successful offense.
That’s a goal.
This is also why.
A center-back.
Successfully defends ten times.
As long as he fails once.
Then his defensive rating will be infinitely dragged down.
But a striker.
Fails ten times.
As long as he succeeds once.
He can become the team’s hero.
Now.
Ye Cheng with two headers, two goals.
Look at those two poor guys, Marco and Lorenzo.
Their confidence was about to be shattered by Ye Cheng...
Should they continue?
Verdi’s face was constantly changing.
He was also a bit unsure now.
Continue... if this kid scores again, it will be a fatal blow to Marco and Lorenzo’s confidence.
But if they stop now...
Wouldn’t that be surrendering prematurely, which would be a blow to the confidence of the entire team.
Verdi now regretted it immensely.
If he had known this kid’s heading was so amazing.
Why did he have to ask for trouble?
