The soccer ball flew, and everyone on the field stood on their tiptoes, eagerly watching its flight path.
Even Head Coach Dennis on the bench couldn't help but look over.
Under everyone's expectant gaze, the ball flew from Su Feng's feet, heading straight for the goal with an unstoppable momentum.
The shot was well-placed; thanks to Su Feng's excellent ball control, the ball struck the goal at the perfect height.
"Swish!"
Before the Yellow Team goalkeeper could even make a save, the ball found the back of the net!
Goal!
2:0!
Su Feng still showed no major emotional fluctuations; he merely clenched his fists and waved them a few times before turning and running towards midfield.
Everyone else was stunned.
The Red Team players even forgot to celebrate the goal, unable to believe what they had just witnessed.
This China kid, as soon as he gets the ball, he can dribble and advance, calmly taking the ball into the penalty area.
And in a critical moment, he remains calm, passes the ball back, then calls for it and takes an Overhead Kick?
Too abnormal!
Is this the performance a 17-year-old U17 youth player should be putting out?
Even if a Freiburg First Team forward were to play, they wouldn't perform like this, would they?
Moreover, their technical level would most likely not be as excellent as Su Feng's.
Immediately, the attitudes of all the players on the field towards Su Feng changed.
"Great play, brother!"
"Awesome, your technique is the best I've seen since I started youth training!"
"Were you a starter at Borussia Mönchengladbach before? So amazing!"
"I feel like he could be loaned out to some lower Leagues to gain experience; he's completely not on our level.""
Many Red Team players ran over, actively chatting with Su Feng and high-fiving him in celebration.
They genuinely admired Su Feng as a player; on the soccer field, people worship the strong.
Even if this player was still a bit strange on the field, they were even somewhat puzzled.
But this did not affect Su Feng's excellent performance of one assist and one goal on the field.
Balke, the Yellow Team's forward, stood in place with a displeased expression, waiting for the Yellow Team players to return to their positions.
"Is it that hard to stay in your position?"
"Getting past in the middle is one thing, but why can he still break through on the wing?"
"With so many people standing in front of the goal, can't you even block his shooting path?"
Balke had shown hostility towards this new trialist from the start of the training match.
He even tracked back from the front to defend to put pressure on him, but unfortunately, he also became someone else's background.
Now his own team's defense was completely outplayed by that kid alone, and his heart was filled with humiliation and anger.
He couldn't vent his anger through other channels, so he just unleashed his emotions on his teammates.
And with his complaint, all the Yellow Team defenders exploded.
"Mocking our defense?"
"You come play defense!"
"You're not even as fast as him; you were left meters behind just now, and now you have the nerve to come complain to us?"
Suddenly, the Yellow Team defenders all started to lash out at Balke.
Balke quickly turned red in the face.
He gritted his teeth and turned around, his gaze fixed on Su Feng, feeling extremely annoyed.
F*ck, where did this kid come from?
Hopefully, Head Coach Dennis will criticize his attitude towards playing and not let him join the team...
Balke began to pray in his heart.
Next, the match resumed.
After witnessing Su Feng's several brilliant performances, the Yellow Team's defense also focused their defensive efforts on him.
Two defenders stuck close to him, giving him no chance to receive the ball.
The other players also ran their hearts out on the field, doing their best to defend every time.
Conversely, the two players marking Su Feng had very little running, as if they were strolling in a park.
"Beep! Beep--"
Soon, the time reached forty-five minutes, and Head Coach Dennis blew the whistle for the end of the first half.
The players went off to rest, sitting in a circle to rehydrate and stretch.
After ten minutes of rest, both teams returned to the field to begin the second half.
Su Feng's individual technical ability continued to be fully displayed on the field.
He was very lazy; if the team wasn't attacking on the left wing, he would even stand still, looking detached from everyone else on the field.
But as soon as the ball was passed to him, he would move gracefully on the field, looking like he was dancing a Samba on the soccer field.
Under these circumstances, in the eightieth minute of the match.
Su Feng, relying on his excellent individual technical ability and superb dribbling skills, completed a Marseille Turn, successfully breaking into the penalty area again and tearing a hole in the Yellow Team's defense.
"Bang!"
Another curling shot into the top corner, and Su Feng once again put the ball into the Yellow Team's net.
"Swish!"
Goal again!
3:0!
Su Feng scored a brace in this trial match!
"Too beautiful!"
"Feng, your technique is definitely at the Freiburg First Team level!"
The Red Team players ran over to celebrate the goal with Su Feng; at this point, they already felt that Su Feng joining Freiburg U17 was a sure thing.
Having such a formidable player join the team would certainly be a cause for joy.
In matches, with Su Feng's excellent individual ability, the team's performance would greatly improve, and thus the entire team's attention would also increase.
In that case, their chances of being selected by the Freiburg First Team would be even greater.
On the bench, Head Coach Dennis pursed his lips and nodded respectfully, seemingly truly impressed by Su Feng's technique.
His Assistant Coach next to him, needless to say, now saw Su Feng as a shining new star in the future of soccer.
"This is simply incredible; this kid's ability is definitely at the level to play in the 2. Bundesliga for the Freiburg First Team.
"Dennis, you must sign him, otherwise, I think you'll regret it for the rest of your life!"
After hearing the Assistant Coach's words, Head Coach Dennis began to hesitate.
The China kid's performance just now had indeed amazed him.
However, the soccer world is never short of talented rookies; why should this kid be given a chance to perform?
From his movement on the field, his physical fitness, especially his stamina, was clearly too weak.
A tall guy around 1.85 meters, strong physique, his physicality shouldn't be too bad, but poor stamina means he can't play professional matches.
Playing like this, he might still have a chance to perform in the youth team, but in the Freiburg First Team, would they really want such a player?
When defending, the team was completely like one person short, making it impossible to implement the coach's tactics and strategies.