Setaridis shrugged toward Balera and Maniche.
All three could tell that Huang Kaiwen was going to be tough to defend today.
With feints, you still have a chance to guess, but with direct speed, if you can't keep up, it's all useless.
Setaridis saw it clearly, when Maniche tackled just now, Huang Kaiwen didn't even try to dodge; he just accelerated and raced through the tackle, a bold style of play not even Torres, the fastest in their team, could achieve.
When he himself went to intercept, he was easily left behind, ending up more than a meter behind by the time he turned around.
This is fucking impossible to defend!
Ze Castro noticed his teammates were not in high spirits, speaking from the backfield, "Let's all try together to make sure he doesn't get any one-on-one opportunities."
Today, he was playing right center back, which meant he wouldn't have fewer encounters with Huang Kaiwen.
Setaridis rolled his eyes and said nothing.
