Chapter 60 - Ultimate (2/2)

“Sima Hongxin, measuring at 197 cm tall and weighing at 96 kg,” Chen Huafeng had reverted to his self-mumbling mode again. “He’s adept at diving to keep out low shots despite that body of his. He seems to have a way in handling technical strikers like Zhang Jun. Well, we’ll have to see what Zhang Jun can do to break past the monster’s fingers…”

Hongxin was indeed a problem for Zhang Jun.

There were 20 minutes left, but he still needed to score twice. The gigantic keeper in front of him was still calm and composed despite conceding a goal. He was functioning normally. Without a single opening to offer, how could he put the ball behind him?

Zhang Jun then remembered the ball he slyly slipped past An Ke about a month ago. He had no inkling if it would work now, because he had not used it in a proper match—there was no telling if he could make it work on the first time.

However, he looked down and saw the bracelet Su Fei had wrapped around his wrist. She must have made it herself , he thought. It also looked like it would have taken quite some time to make one.

He lifted his head and assured himself, “I can do this! This trick will definitely work! Definitely!”

Be that as it may, it appeared that he did not have a chance to unleash it since Shu Guang was still playing an aerial game. He could only become a bomber himself most of the time.

Time flowed with the rain. Five minutes passed, but the stalemate was yet to be broken.

Wang Ning intercepted the ball in the midfield and passed!

He was then stunned to find that it was not Kaka who got to the ball, instead it was Zhang Jun!

Everyone else was shocked as well; they had no idea what he was up to.

Zhang Jun turned and dribbled the ball, moving it alone towards the Yingcai area.

Out of nowhere, a defender came up with a sliding tackle at the edge of the penalty area!

Zhang Jun did not even look before he prodded the ball to the left with his left foot. Using his right as a support and springboard, he burst in the direction of the ball and broke through!

Another defender quickly came in to support, but Zhang Jun repeated the same move and dribbled away from him too!

It was the 90 Degrees move!

The crowd was in an uproar!

Only Sima Hongxin remained unmoved as he waited calmly in front of the goal.

Zhang Jun’s two quick turns had set him on a course towards the goalpost; he dribbled on.

The ball never left his feet, but Sima Hongxin did not come forward rashly either. If it had not been for Zhang Jun’s hair blocking his field of vision in that vital moment of the first half, the goal would have counted and the score would have been 2: 2.

Zhang Jun was in the middle of the box when he abruptly shot with his right foot in the middle of his run!

While the move was swift, Sima Hongxin still dived towards the ball on his left with agility.

However, there was no ball! It vanished!

Sima Hongxin kept his eyes wide opened. He was sure that he never took his eyes off the ball, but he was also sure that the ball was not coming towards him!

He then saw Zhang Jun leaping into the air, before noticing the ball flying out from behind the striker and into the goal!

It went in!

There were no other sounds around the stadium other than the sound of rain and the referee blowing his whistle to signal the goal. The spectators, who had barely recovered from Zhang Jun’s version of 90 Degrees were quickly rendered speechless once more by that insane goal.

Everything played out like a slow-motion video in the rain.

Sima Hongxin, looked back as he dropped to the muddy ground, splashing himself in the face.

Zhang Jun landed clumsily, but he did not fall. He turned to glance at the ball in the net, and then the referee before sprinting off in celebration after ascertaining that it was a goal.

At the same time, everyone else including both sets of players were still dumbfounded. There were no celebrations, no jeers and no screams from Su Fei.

“Goal—”

Yang Pan was the first to react; his holler was deafening in the silent pitch.

“Goal—”

An Ke joined in too; it was the shot against him a month ago—the one he failed to comprehend; the shot that Zhang Jun had declared was his ultimate move.

And then, the entire Shu Guang team and their bench exploded.

2: 2!

In the twenty-sixth minute of the second half, Zhang Jun bagged a brace with an astonishing shot, which shattered the shield that was Sima Hongxin, thus levelling the scores for Shu Guang!

Chen Huafeng was as dumbfounded as everyone else. He did not even notice that he had dropped his umbrella.

“Xiao Zhang! Xiao Zhang! Did you see that? Did you see how the goal was scored?”

Xiao Zhang nodded. “I saw it. But to be frank, I really couldn’t believe it!”

The rain slowly calmed the excited Chen Huafeng as he picked up his umbrella.

“I’m asking you because I wasn’t sure! I can’t believe that you saw the same thing too. He is genuinely terrifying if that goal wasn’t a fluke or an accidental move!”

“And then there was that 90 Degrees move! He just saw it in the first half, right? But, how? How was he able to use it himself in such a short amount of time?”

“It’s his learning ability. It’s a supernatural learning ability! That’s why he’s so scary! Didn’t you see how perfectly he fused Ma Ni’s 90 Degrees together with his own shot? This kid! If he does go to Europe in the future, what a sensation he’ll be in the global soccer scene…”

Ma Ni looked at the scoreboard unhappily; it was his worst fear—those Shu Guang bastards really turned the game around. Now that they had their rhythm, the remaining game…

He glanced at Sima Hongxin, his two-year acquaintance. It was the first time he saw him in such a ragged state; his entire face was covered in mud and his face was completely drenched.

No matter how much he wanted to deny it, he felt jitters from the goal just now. He could never have scored like that, or to be precise, he could not have even pictured a goal like that! And there was also the 90 Degrees move, which he had trained so long and hard for. It was copied and combined with that shot so perfectly after only being seen once by Zhang Jun…

No. 11, Zhang Jun!

Was he really going to lose just like that? Was his soccer going to lose out like this?

Ma Ni was still hovering around absentmindedly when Yingcai restarted the game.

2: 2, the teams were levelled with 14 minutes left.