Chapter 34: Chapter 34 The Divine Deng Kai
"Oh! What is Deng Kai doing? His behavior doesn’t seem very rational!"
"Chris clearly lost his confidence in the game, he has even gone into walking mode! He might be really tired, but I believe the bigger reason is that he no longer has the courage to face Plzen’s defenders and the goal."
"Facing double-team pressure, Deng Kai still opts to pass the ball to Chris. Is he blaming Chris? Is it because of the missed penalty kick? Or is it because of Chris’s multiple missed shots in this game?"
"It’s unexpected to see such disharmony within the team in this game. The youth coach of Sporting Lisbon is going to have a headache after the match."
Seeing the Plzen players all surrounding Deng Kai and Ronaldo, Deng Kai took another risk, playing a through pass that crossed the defender’s feet to Ronaldo.
At the same time, he shouted angrily, "Damn it, go and get past them! Have your legs been broken by a tackle or have you lost your nerve?"
"Do you want to never reclaim your own name? Cristiano... Ronaldo!"
Deng Kai’s words left Ronaldo red-faced and embarrassed.
At this moment, he was thoroughly provoked!
He also wanted to be called Ronaldo!
He didn’t wish to bear someone else’s name!
Bang!
Facing the approaching football, Ronaldo received the ball with his back to the defender and flicked it outward with his left foot.
He himself spun to the right.
The man and ball went separate ways!
Bang!
The football flew forward.
Ronaldo burst forward instantly, driving the ball towards Plzen’s goal, and the man he had beaten had no chance to catch up!
The victorious Plzen midfielder slid in for a tackle immediately.
But he couldn’t keep up!
Ronaldo was too fast!
The Plzen wingback held his ground on the inside track, trying to force Ronaldo to the baseline.
However, Ronaldo flicked the football far with his right foot, cutting inside forcibly, relying solely on speed to overpower his opponent with no technique to speak of.
The Plzen center-back made a fierce interception at the edge of the penalty area.
But the Ronaldo, who had just charged like a wild bull, pulled off a Marseille Turn in the next moment, effortlessly bypassing the center-back and directly breaking into the penalty area from the flank.
The Plzen fans instantly felt chills.
Just ten seconds ago, they were still encircling Sporting Lisbon, inching closer to victory.
Ten seconds later, the Madeira youngster they had mocked had already brought the football into their penalty area!
At this moment, Ronaldo was almost unstoppable!
"Charge out! Čech decisively charges out!"
"Chris is encountered by Čech head-on!"
"Čech has timed his charge well, he is now very close to Chris, he has almost blocked all of Chris’s angles for shooting!"
"With only a narrow angle to shoot at, in front of Chris is not Čech, but a wall!"
"Chris kicks! He is fearless! In his eyes is a determination like never before!"
"He is going to shoot! Nobody can stop him!"
"He..."
Bang!
The football moved laterally.
It flew past Čech’s left leg and left hand as he dived.
Čech’s pupils shrank to pinpoints.
Impossible!
He swore by his diving talent that Ronaldo had absolutely no chance, not even the slightest, to make a shot!
Any shot that could get past his arms couldn’t possibly be on target!
That was Čech’s professional confidence in himself.
He looked back at the football.
As expected!
The trajectory of the football was almost parallel to the goal.
It would eventually pass half a meter outside of the far post.
He had successfully blocked Sporting Lisbon’s...
Bang!
A figure flashed into Čech’s and the cameras’ field of vision.
Beating the Plzen center-backs to the ball, he slid it into the goal.
Afterward, there was a clang as he hit the far post.
Beep!
The main referee blew the whistle, signaling the goal was valid.
The Estádio Alvalade burst into an explosion of noise in an instant!
"GOAL!"
"Last-minute winner!"
"In the ninety-first minute, Chris took on three players, dribbling into the penalty area! Facing Petr Čech’s coming out to the limit, he made an extreme pass! After passing, Deng Kai, who ran forward all the way, faced a center back several times stronger than him, went to the ground for an extreme sliding shot, and completed the goal!"
"One to nil! They’ve won! Sporting Lisbon U15 has finally won!"
"The Lisbon Twins are invincible!"
"Chris is awesome!"
"Deng Kai is awesome!"
"So fierce! I take back what I said earlier, Chris is really fierce!"
"Who says Chris doesn’t know how to pass? His passes are no worse than Simon’s!"
"When Simon was his age, he wasn’t this good, was he?"
"I think if Chris keeps playing like this, it’s not a matter of whether or not he is the next Simon, it’s about him being the next Figo!"
"Hehe, judging by the name, I even think he could become the next Ronaldo!"
"Čech did his best, but in the end, he was just one man, while the opposition had two genius players!"
"The CD connection, too dazzling!"
"Deng Kai really went all out this game, his desire to win is so strong!"
"Such stamina, he ran fifteen hundred meters more than the player with the second-most distance covered this match!"
"This kid is truly hardworking. I heard he’s of Chinese descent, the Chinese are always diligent, and now I’ve seen it."
"Eh, why hasn’t Deng Kai gotten up to celebrate?"
The celebration in the stands went on for some time.
However, the goal scorer Deng Kai still hadn’t got to his feet.
The big screen replayed the goal just scored.
Čech’s block was like a tight net set between heaven and earth.
Ronaldo gave his all to pass the ball out, which was a feat in itself, barely having any control over the football.
After it hit the ground, the ball bounced a little.
And the pace was still extremely fast.
Deng Kai had slipped through from behind the opposition center-backs, going to the ground with a flying tackle, also giving his all.
He threw himself out there.
It was the only way he could reach the ball.
Otherwise, it would have passed by the goal.
So, Deng Kai, chasing hard, flew into the net with the ball near the far post of the goal.
But...
The football flew into the net.
Deng Kai, on the other hand, got stuck on the post.
His waist hit the post, arching backwards, and his spine was nearly broken on the spot!
Such pain almost made him lose consciousness.
Hiss, hiss, hiss!
Watching the replay, everyone in the arena sucked in a breath of cold air.
The medical team on the field rushed in immediately.
After a quick check, they immediately put Deng Kai on a stretcher, carried him out of the stadium, and onto an ambulance, sending him to the hospital for treatment.
Two minutes later, the referee declared the match over.
Sporting Lisbon won one-nil over their opponents, earning their first home victory of the season.
Maxa, Trigella, Ronaldo, and others rushed to the hospital right away.
Reporters swarmed there as well.
The wellbeing of Deng Kai became the biggest news after the game.
...
"In the just concluded fourth round of the Youth Champions League, Sporting Lisbon U15’s Deng Kai scored the only goal of the match, keeping the team’s hope alive in the Youth Champions League!"
"Over thirty thousand spectators at Estádio Alvalade witnessed his perfect cooperation with the team’s superstar Chris."
"But to score the goal, Deng Kai, who made the sliding shot, uncontrollably hit the goalpost with his waist, making direct contact with the post, suffering a severe injury."
"He has already been sent to the hospital... experts are not optimistic about his condition..."
Clang!
The plate Deng’s mother was washing slipped from her hands, shattering on the ground.
"What’s wrong?" Deng’s father limped into the kitchen from the room, his foot injury still not healed.
"Kai Kai he..." Tears streamed down Deng’s mother’s face uncontrollably.
