Facing this conceded goal, the Chelsea youth team players stood dumbfounded.

The goal came too fast, like a tornado. They couldn't figure out how they had conceded it—the opponent's cross had clearly been mishit, and they had cleared the ball... how had it ended up in their own net?

What? The clearance wasn't far enough?

Okay, even if the clearance wasn't far enough, how could they concede so quickly?

Where had their number sixteen popped up from? Was he hiding in the shadow of the ball's landing spot? How could he pass the ball instead of shoot?

And how did their number ten appear behind them so quickly? And not be offside!

Why?

Why did the ball land right in front of number sixteen, and why wasn't number ten offside?

That's it… luck!

That must be it, they were just lucky!

Thinking about it this way, everything made sense.

Because they were lucky, number sixteen was able to receive the ball.

Because they were lucky, his volleyed pass wasn't shanked or overhit, but just right.

And because they were lucky, their number ten wasn't offside and could score.

So, ultimately, it was just luck!

They were the Chelsea youth team, after all. Their first team had just made it to the Champions League final this summer. How could they, as the youth team, allow themselves to be equalized by a bunch of ridiculous Chinese kids?

They needed to score, to win, to show them what they were made of!

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"Great job! We've equalized!" Xu Yang said excitedly, exchanging a high-five with Hao Dong.

Hao Dong was at a loss for words. He could only chuckle.

During the halftime break, he had been full of fiery speeches, but that was just talk. He knew football best of all; talk was the easiest thing to do.

It still depended on the players on the field.

He had seen their performance on the field. They couldn't break through when they reached the opponent's thirty-meter area. He didn't have any good solutions, so he could only watch from the sidelines, anxiously.

Then Zhou Yi stepped up… or rather, "jumped" up.

He jumped up and turned a failed attack into a goal!

A volleyed through ball that turned the impossible into something magical was truly deserving of applause.

It was like he knew exactly what to do, without any hesitation. He delivered a clean and precise pass in the air. The jump was fierce, but the pass was soft.

A powerful leap, and then a gentle touch.

These two extremes fully demonstrated Zhou Yi's decisiveness and composure.

Remarkable!

Hao Dong was very familiar with He Ying; He Ying's calmness in front of the goal was always his strength, so Hao Dong wasn't too excited about He Ying's performance.

It was Zhou Yi who repeatedly refreshed his original impression, always full of surprises.

Although the European tour wasn't over yet, Hao Dong was already certain that Zhou Yi was his greatest discovery on this trip, and also the greatest discovery of this reality TV show!

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After the Chinese team equalized, the game restarted.

The Chelsea youth team, who had conceded the goal, kicked off.

Convinced that the Chinese team's goal was pure luck, Chelsea launched a full-scale attack immediately after the kickoff, pushing everyone forward, wanting to regain the lead as quickly as possible and then crush their overconfident opponents completely.

Under their pressure, the Chinese team had no choice but to retreat completely, at least to avoid conceding immediately after scoring, right?

Even He Ying had returned to participate in the defense.

At the same time, Zhou Yi was facing a major crisis.

That was… his stamina was almost completely depleted.

When Zhou Yi leaped into the air, hanging in the air, and passed the ball to He Ying before anyone else, everyone thought that figure looked incredibly cool, but no one realized that the jump wasn't easy for Zhou Yi—he had used almost all of his remaining stamina in that one leap.

In fact, his stamina had been declining before that, so when Li Linyuan had the ball on the right flank and ran into trouble, he hadn't even been able to get there in time to support him, forcing Li Linyuan to make a hurried cross that was cleared because it wasn't accurate enough.

To make up for this mistake, when the opportunity presented itself to Zhou Yi again, he gave it his all. Because he knew that this might be the only chance, and if he missed it, it wouldn't come again. What was the point of saving his remaining stamina?

The Chinese team successfully equalized, but Zhou Yi was also completely exhausted as a result.

The Chelsea youth team's frantic attack after the kickoff, pressing the Chinese team hard, was not only because of their own strong motivation, but also related to Zhou Yi's decline in stamina.

Because Zhou Yi's stamina had declined too much, he couldn't run anymore. If he couldn't run, he couldn't get the ball forward through positioning and passing.

Even if the Chinese team had possession, Zhou Yi could only pass it back or sideways; he couldn't run forward anymore.

If he couldn't run forward, it was difficult to pass the ball forward.

Under these circumstances, the Chinese team appeared increasingly passive.

Although Zhou Yi's stamina was almost completely exhausted, his brain showed no signs of stopping, still operating at high speed.

The most active part of his body was his neck.

Even though he couldn't move forward, he didn't give up observing and grasping the situation on the field.

He could see that because the Chelsea youth team was pressing forward in a big way, the space behind their defense was large enough to run horses on, like an endless African savanna…

Although they had been bombarded by the Chelsea youth team during this time, and it seemed like they couldn't even lift their heads.

But Zhou Yi didn't think they had no chance at all.

There was a chance, it just depended on whether they could seize it.

Was he going to wait for the opportunity to come, or… create it himself?

Zhou Yi felt that he might be substituted soon, and he had to do something before that happened.

Then create it.

He had to get the Chelsea youth team players to press even further forward, to make them completely forget themselves and ignore the huge gap behind them.

At this moment, the Chelsea youth team had just completed a shot, the ball skimming past the post, causing many people to break out in a cold sweat.

Sun Pan placed the ball on the goal line, preparing to take the goal kick.

At this moment, he saw Zhou Yi raise his hand, and also run towards the penalty area.

Originally, Sun Pan had planned to kick the ball directly to the front. He had also seen the huge gap in Chelsea's backfield. Moreover, the Chelsea youth team players hadn't gone back after this attack, as if they were encouraged by the shot that grazed the post. They all stayed in the front, planning to press high and win the ball back.

So Sun Pan was going to kick the ball straight ahead.

But just before he did, he saw Zhou Yi raise his hand.

Pass the ball to him?

This kid can't even run anymore… why pass it to him?

Sun Pan curled his lips in his heart.

He looked away, but Zhou Yi's hand was stubbornly raised, not lowered. No matter how Sun Pan shifted his gaze, he could still see it.

"Damn it!"

Sun Pan was annoyed and kicked the ball over.

Here you go!

Zhou Yi ran almost to the edge of the penalty arc before finally receiving Sun Pan's pass.

But he didn't turn around; instead, he passed the ball back to Sun Pan and shouted to him, "Pass it to Lao Guo!" (Old Guo)

"What the hell, are you crazy!" Sun Pan thought. Seeing that Zhou Yi insisted on him passing the ball, he passed it to him, but he didn't expect Zhou Yi to pass it back to him and tell him to pass it to Guo Nu… You could have just said to give it to Guo Nu earlier!

Although he cursed in his heart, Sun Pan didn't stop and followed Zhou Yi's instructions, passing the ball to Guo Nu on the other side.

Just as Guo Nu received the ball, he heard Zhou Yi shout again, "Pass it to the wing, Lao Guo!"

Guo Nu trusted Zhou Yi very much. He would pass it wherever Zhou Yi told him to.

So he quickly switched the ball to the wing, and it was a good thing he didn't hesitate—just as the ball was passed out, the Chelsea youth team striker's foot stretched out in front of him…

Left-back Li Liang received Guo Nu's pass. At this time, he saw Zhou Yi waving at him, signaling him to pass the ball back.

He obediently passed the ball over.

After Zhou Yi received the ball, he made another cross-field pass to the other center-back, Liu Nian. And while passing the ball, he also told Liu Nian to pass it to right-back Li Linyuan next.

Still passing sideways and backwards. They had been doing this for several passes now. The ball had been circulating around the edge of the penalty area, the penalty arc.

And the Chelsea youth team players, facing the Chinese team's "playing with fire" behavior in front of the penalty area, were like a pack of sharks smelling blood, swarming over, wanting to intercept the ball and go straight for a one-on-one with the goalkeeper!

While Zhou Yi was using passing and voice to command his teammates, he was constantly scanning the situation on the field. Through the flat map formed in his mind, he could see that even the Chelsea youth team's center-backs had pressed up to near the halfway line.

But that wasn't enough. Zhou Yi wanted them to come up a little more, to take a few more steps forward.

So when the ball circled back to his feet again, he kicked the ball back to Sun Pan again.

Of course, this time was different. Following the ball towards Sun Pan was a Chelsea youth team striker!

He seemed tired of chasing after the ball and planned to intercept it directly from the goalkeeper!

"Crap!" an exclamation of surprise came from the Chinese team's bench.

Liang Qiqi snorted and said, "Just passing back! Serves them right, idiots!"

Xu Yang was so nervous that he forgot to blink.

"Damn it!" Sun Pan exclaimed in shock. Wasn't this inviting the wolf into the house?

But at the same time as Zhou Yi kicked the ball out, he shouted to Guo Nu, "Lao Guo, pull wide to receive the pass!"

Guo Nu also realized that the situation was dangerous, so he quickly moved laterally, creating passing space for Sun Pan.

But as he moved, he was also targeted by another Chelsea youth team striker, who quickly followed him. As long as Sun Pan passed the ball to Guo Nu, if Guo Nu didn't control the ball well… kicking the ball out of bounds for a corner kick would be the best result for them.

But just as Guo Nu moved, Zhou Yi suddenly ran into the penalty area and shouted to Sun Pan, "Pass the ball to me!!"

Sun Pan had already wanted to kick it long, but he heard Zhou Yi's words. When he looked up, he saw Zhou Yi's "O" shaped mouth, the shape of his mouth after just shouting "me"...

So he kicked the rolling ball straight back, passing it to Zhou Yi.

Just as he kicked the ball out, the Chelsea youth team striker rushed up, almost colliding with him!

At the same time as receiving the ball, Zhou Yi used his right foot to pass the ball diagonally behind him. At the same time, he turned sharply, bypassed the Chelsea youth team midfielder who was lunging forward, and ran forward.

Just as Yang Muge received the ball passed by Zhou Yi, he saw that Zhou Yi had already turned and ran forward.

He didn't immediately pass the ball to Zhou Yi, but paused for a moment.

This pause caused two Chelsea youth team midfielders to rush towards him, intending to end the Chinese team's series of annoying back passes here.

While nervously watching the two Chelsea youth team players running towards him, Yang Muge also kept an eye on Zhou Yi out of the corner of his eye.

When the two opponents were about to close in, Zhou Yi finally ran up, and he quickly passed the ball to Zhou Yi!

Now, when Zhou Yi received the ball, there wasn't a single Chelsea youth team player around him!

And in front of him was the Chelsea youth team's defensive line, and further away… was the vast and empty Chelsea youth team half!