The God of Football Starts With Passive Skills

Chapter 559: Chapter 110: Dribbling Past 4! Retrograde Domain, Activate! A Great Legend

Not only did Wang Shuo nutmeg Tashche, but he also blew past him completely.

The desperate Stuttgart center-back threw caution to the wind, reaching out with his right hand and grabbing a fistful of Wang Shuo’s jersey.

But at that very moment, Wang Shuo had already turned to face the goal. He took a step forward and to the left with his right foot, then quickly struck the ball with his left.

His movements were incredibly fast.

Tashche’s grip stretched Wang Shuo’s jersey, but Wang Shuo was so quick that he only lost his balance after getting the shot away, tumbling to the ground with Tashche in a heap.

Stuttgart’s goalkeeper, Ulreich, had misjudged the situation.

He’d expected Wang Shuo to shoot for the far post and had taken a small step to cover it.

But to his surprise, Wang Shuo simply poked the ball gently toward the near post.

By the time Ulreich reacted and dove for it, it was far too late.

The ball skimmed across the grass, rocketing into the bottom right corner of the Stuttgart net.

"GOALLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL!!!!!"

"A magnificent goal!!!"

"Dortmund scores again!"

"Wang Shuo has delivered an absolutely magnificent goal!"

"He blew past four of their defenders on a fifty-meter run!"

"This is simply unbelievable!"

"In the 85th minute of the match, Wang Shuo went on a solo run, beat four men, and scored the crucial game-winner for Dortmund!"

"2-1!"

"That is an instant classic of a goal!"

"Stuttgart’s backline was set, all their defenders were in position, but Wang Shuo still managed to dribble right through them."

"That is the mark of a superstar!"

"In the decisive moment, he’s the one who can step up, rely on his own ability, and pull off an unbelievable play to turn the tide for his team!"

After being pulled down, Wang Shuo quickly shook off Tashche and scrambled back to his feet. He sprinted off the pitch in a frenzy, making a beeline for the South Stand behind the goal. Leaping onto the advertising hoardings, he let out a triumphant roar to the fans.

A tidal wave of cheers cascaded madly from the stands.

Driven by the beat of the drums, all the fans were frantically chanting Wang Shuo’s name.

"Wang Shuo! Wang Shuo!! Wang Shuo!!!"

No one would have believed it. 85 minutes into the match, and Wang Shuo could still stage such a brilliant drama: a long-distance solo run, beating several men. What’s more, he managed to accelerate twice during the sprint.

The Dortmund fans were utterly mesmerized!

Meanwhile, in front of the home team’s technical area, Klopp also had a look of utter disbelief on his face.

Everyone from the coaching staff and the bench rushed out in disbelief, all cheering for Wang Shuo’s goal.

"He’s already burned so much energy. How did he do that?" Krawietz said, finding it incredible.

No one could give him an answer.

"Determination, willpower, and the desire to win... sometimes they really can create miracles!" Klopp said with a hearty laugh.

Buvac nodded repeatedly at his side.

As a former midfielder, he placed great importance on technique, but even he was infected by the raw emotion of Wang Shuo’s goal.

’That goal was just absolutely beautiful!’

’What an incredible morale booster!’

"Today, he is the god of Westphalia!"

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In the VIP box behind the coaches’ bench and substitutes’ area, the Dortmund WAGs were seated in their usual section.

When Wang Shuo scored, all the WAGs leaped to their feet excitedly, cheering for his goal.

Especially Lina Gerk.

She was wearing Wang Shuo’s number 9 jersey and cheering for him ecstatically.

Next to her was Subotic’s wife, Lisa Ritz. After the cheering died down, she affectionately took Lina Gerk’s hand.

"Lina, you look so beautiful from the side!"

Moreover, the look in her eyes as she gazed at the pitch was filled with a deep, lingering affection.

"I’m so jealous of you, Lina!" Lisa Ritz said as she led Lina Gerk back to her seat.

"Wang is an amazing hero!"

Just listen to the roar of the crowd, and look at the pitch, where Wang Shuo was mobbed by his celebrating teammates—he was the very picture of a great hero, enough to make countless girls swoon!

"Your Neven isn’t so bad either," Lina Gerk agreed.

’Wang Shuo is a great hero,’ she thought. ’At least in my heart, he’s the best in the world!’

"Compared to Wang, he’s still got a long way to go. He still falls a bit short of my standards," Lisa Ritz said with a hint of playful pride.

She was a world champion, after all!

Of course, Lina Gerk had no doubts about their relationship. Subotic and his wife had been in love for many years and were very close.

"Your guy is the real deal. He never gets into trouble on the outside, doesn’t have all those nasty habits a lot of them do..."

Being in this circle, Lisa Ritz had certainly heard her fair share of gossip from the football world.

Womanizing?

That was just the small stuff!

Never mind the others, even Götze, who looked so well-behaved, was always running off to nightclubs in Dusseldorf to hit on young models.

"Wang Shuo doesn’t have any bad habits. He trusts me completely, treats me so well, and is incredibly supportive of my career."

As Lina Gerk said this, her face was filled with sweetness and contentment.

Many star players were male chauvinists. They earned a lot of money, and once they married or got a girlfriend, they’d treat them like a canary in a gilded cage, forbidding them from working.

But Wang Shuo was different; he was extremely supportive of her.

Compared to all the rumors Lina Gerk had heard about other big-name stars in their circle, Wang Shuo was simply the perfect, ideal partner.

"So, you need to pay attention, too. Don’t just focus on your work and career all the time. You have to keep a close eye on your man. With a guy as good as him, you have to be careful someone else doesn’t snatch him away," Lisa Ritz reminded her.