After Lin Quan entered the field, De Bruyne immediately passed the ball to him.
Others might not know how skilled Lin Quan was, but De Bruyne, who had been humbled by him during training, knew it all too well!
With the ball in his possession, Lin Quan swiftly dribbled along the sideline.
The opposing left winger wearing the number 13 jersey immediately stepped up to defend.
Seeing Lin Quan's relatively young age and Asian face, the opponent looked down on him, seemingly believing that Asian players couldn't play soccer.
As he approached Lin Quan, he taunted, "Kid, the soccer field isn't for Asians like you. You should go play ping pong instead!"
Lin Quan glanced at him and replied with a smile, "I'll dribble past you on your left!"
What? This brat!
He dared to provoke him!
Before he could respond, he saw Lin Quan's right shoulder slightly dip, his body tilting to the right, and the ball coming to his right foot.
He really intended to dribble past him on his left!
Subconsciously, Kortbus, the opposing left winger, chose to block Lin Quan's left side, thinking he couldn't let the opponent dribble past him on that side at all costs! He couldn't afford to lose to this guy! However, just as he thought Lin Quan would dribble past him on his left, the ball returned to Lin Quan's left foot, and by that moment, Lin Quan had already adjusted his balance! Damn, he tricked me, he wants to dribble past me on my right! So, he exerted all his strength, readjusted his body, and lunged towards the right in a twisted posture, trying to intercept Lin Quan's dribble.
But as he lunged to the right, he found that Lin Quan was nowhere to be seen!
Oh no, I've been fooled! The number 13 inwardly cursed, raising his head to look behind, only to find that Lin Quan had already entered their own half.
He really dribbled past me on my left!
"Damn it, what's Kormul doing? How could he be easily dribbled past by a sixteen-year-old kid?"
On Kortbus's coach's bench, upon seeing their main left winger easily dribbled past by the opponent with just a few simple moves, the team's head coach was furious!
On the other hand, on the home team's coach's bench, upon seeing Lin Quan effortlessly dribble past an opponent on the field, head coach Shauf and the two assistant coaches exchanged glances, all unable to suppress their smiles.
"This kid, the way he dribbles, feels different from others!"
"Yes, I feel the same way. Other players need to use all sorts of skills and strategies to dribble past opponents successfully, but he makes it look as simple as eating and drinking!"
"In front of him, defensive players are like wooden stakes, completely ineffective!"
"Originally, I was worried that his dribbling skills could only be used in training, but unexpectedly, he dares to use them in matches as well, and he does so with such ease, without any hesitation or fear!"
"Hehe, I've noticed that too. This kid has a maturity level that doesn't match his age!"
Although Lin Quan only completed one dribble after entering the field, everyone on the coaching bench had complete confidence in him.
They were already aware of Lin Quan's technical ability; the only concern was whether he would dare to use these skills on the field.
Now that they saw Lin Quan showing no fear and boldly using these dribbling skills on the field, their hearts also relaxed.
Among the three loaned players, two had met or even exceeded their expectations.
This pleasantly surprised the coaching staff, leading them to entertain some fantasies about the new season's performance.
While completing the task of avoiding relegation, could they also dream of a breakthrough in cup competitions? ...
Inside the live broadcast room, after Lin Quan entered the field and completed a breakthrough:
Some fans supporting Lin Quan began to call out those who had previously labeled him as a mascot.
"Who said I, Lin Bro, am a mascot? Come out and take a few steps!"
"Hehe, that sharp breakthrough, change his jersey, and I'd believe he's Messi! Mascot? Can your mascot dribble like that?"
The ones called out were quite disgruntled:
"What's there to be proud of? The opponents are just players from a German second division trash team. That number 13 player on the other side can't even play soccer. What's so great about dribbling past him? If you're so capable, let him dribble past one more!"
...
Huang Wei didn't pay attention to the war of words in the comments section. He stared fixedly at the computer screen, not wanting to miss a single moment!
Seeing Lin Quan dribble past their own right midfielder, Kortbus's defensive midfielder immediately closed in on him.
At the same time, the left-back also moved up to block his path, preparing to cooperate with the defensive midfielder to stop his attack and counter on the spot.
Lin Quan's speed didn't diminish as he continued to advance with the ball. When the defensive midfielder extended his foot to intercept, a lateral flick bypassed the opponent, and he cut inside into the opponent's flank area.
Now, Kortbus's two center-backs had to move up to press him.
At this position, they absolutely couldn't let him pass the ball out. As long as he did, the opposing forward would have a clear shot on goal.
Although Nils Petersen, loaned from Bayern Munich, wasn't very accurate in shooting, his positioning was quite agile.
At this moment, he had already found space in the opponent's penalty area. If Lin Quan passed the ball to him, it would be a one-on-one situation.
So Petersen began to gesture, shouting internally: "Pass, pass, quickly pass!"
But Lin Quan, who was double-teamed, couldn't see his gestures. Even if he did, he might not be able to pass the ball out at this moment.
In front of him were almost all the legs of the opposing defensive players, densely packed with no gaps!
Seeing their center-backs blocking the opponent's breakthrough route, the retreating defensive midfielder immediately lunged in.
Even if it meant giving the opponent a free kick in this position, he wanted to show them a bit of color, making sure this kid wouldn't be so arrogant!
However, Lin Quan seemed to have eyes on the back of his head. He lightly jumped as the defensive midfielder lunged in, dodging the interception.
Having experienced numerous tackles from behind during his eight-year professional career, just like Messi, Lin Quan had anticipated the opponent's intentions.
However, because he had to evade the tackle, the ball was now slightly far from Lin Quan.
This gave the opposing full-back an opportunity to steal the ball. Immediately, he stretched out his long leg, attempting to intercept the ball.
But before he could touch the ball, the other foot had already kicked it away.
Unable to control his momentum, the full-back's stray foot kicked Lin Quan, causing him to stumble slightly.
The main referee had already put the whistle in his mouth. As long as Lin Quan fell, he would blow the foul.
The opponent hadn't touched the ball just now but had kicked the player. It was undoubtedly a foul, and he saw it clearly nearby.
However, adhering to the principle of favoring attacking play, he didn't blow the whistle immediately before Lin Quan completely lost control of the ball.
Before falling, Lin Quan propped himself up with his hand on the grass and quickly stood up again, snatching the ball away before the opposing center-back could disrupt it.
At this point, his dribbling route had changed from vertical to horizontal.
Another center-back saw that he was about to enter the penalty area and immediately charged towards him, intending to use his shoulder to push him away or squeeze him out of position, thereby losing control of the ball.
However, Lin Quan shifted his body to the right, dodging the opponent's collision, took a large step forward, and entered the penalty area.
Now, only the opposing right-back and goalkeeper stood in front of him.
Kortbus's right-back didn't dare to foul inside the penalty area. He placed his hands behind his back, focused on the ball at Lin Quan's feet, ready to block any shot.
Lin Quan glanced at the goalkeeper's position, shifted the ball to the right, suddenly accelerated, and broke through to the right side of the goal in a diagonal line.
This move was too fast, and the opposing right-back couldn't keep up. He immediately lost his defensive position and had no choice but to slide tackle.
If he successfully tackled the ball, he would be the hero of the team.
But if he missed the ball and hit the player, he would surely receive a red card and become the team's scapegoat.
The goalkeeper saw Lin Quan had created an angle and prepared to shoot.
So he immediately crouched down, hands down, quickly stepping forward to block the shooting angle while preparing to make a save.
At this moment, Lin Quan, advancing at full speed, had little time or angle to adjust his body posture.
So he could only shoot while falling before the goalkeeper completely closed the angle.
The ball rolled with extreme speed from the goalkeeper's right side. The goalkeeper instinctively used his foot to block, but he was a bit late.
When he looked back, the ball had already rolled into the goal, rolling in the net.
On the sidelines, almost everyone in both the home and away teams' benches and coaching staff stood up, stunned, looking at Kortbus's goal.
This goal reminded them of Messi's century goal in the 2010-2011 UEFA Champions League semi-final between Barcelona and Real Madrid!
They never expected someone to replicate it!
(End of this chapter)