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"We thought the first leg between the two sides was a huge upset!"
"It proves that Bayer Leverkusen completely has the strength!"
"Real Madrid lost 0-3 to Bayer Leverkusen at home! A total score of 6-0! Bayer Leverkusen successfully advanced, entering the Champions League semi-finals for two consecutive years!"
"It's a pity that Real Madrid tried their best. Cristiano Ronaldo, Benzema, Bale, Modrić, and James Rodríguez, who came on as a substitute, all had brilliant performances. However, Bayer Leverkusen's overall performance was better! Especially Lance, who had a perfect performance on both offence and defence today. It can be said that he alone curbed Real Madrid's comeback momentum!"
"That's right! Hehehehe, this Lance, his defence used to be mostly useless, at most helping to cover. Today, his effect in restricting the opponent's midfield and backline from passing the ball was absolutely amazing! It can be said that Ancelotti completely did not anticipate this tactically, and was completely restricted throughout the match."
Jian Jun and Zhang reviewed the match and almost praised Lance to the heavens.
However, his performance was indeed worth praising.
He had god-tier performances on both offence and defence, and can be said to be an important factor in breaking the balance of power between the two sides.
The higher the level of the match, the slightest tilt in the balance will create an overwhelming situation.
After the match, Lance was not surprised, and was even given a high score of 9.9!
La Masia film base.
Returning victorious from Paris, the Barcelona club did not take a holiday and immediately resumed training.
Busquets, Neymar, Xavi, Rakitić, Iniesta, Piqué... several people gathered together and chatted quietly.
"Did you see, Leo's condition isn't right today."
"He's probably affected by yesterday's match."
"Most likely. We thought Real Madrid was the biggest opponent, but an Asian guy suddenly appeared!"
"Is that kid on stimulants? I was stunned after watching the match, how can someone be so abnormal?"
"Don't talk nonsense, if he had any problems, they would have been found out long ago."
"Yes, Lance's talent is a bit scary, I feel he's similar to Leo."
"How come he feels even stronger than Leo? This kid is only 18 years old!"
"Keep your voice down, don't let Leo hear you, he's already in a bad mood."
"What are you guys doing gathered together? Hurry up and train!"
Messi dribbled the ball for a whilst, then turned his head and saw his teammates gathered together, discussing animatedly.
He didn't need to guess; they were probably talking about yesterday's match, afraid of affecting him.
In reality, Messi's mindset was still good.
He just really wanted to know how a person could improve so rapidly in such a short time.
Last season, he was eliminated from the Champions League by Bayer Leverkusen, and from the World Cup by Belgium.
Messi had faced Lance twice, and actually felt that Lance was not completely invincible.
He also had his weaknesses, such as shooting, defence, stamina, and physical confrontation.
As long as Lance was contained, Bayer Leverkusen was not worth mentioning.
This season, Barcelona's strength was sufficient, and Messi was fully confident of winning the championship, not fearing any opponent.
However, from recent matches, this Asian guy was truly too uncanny.
It was as if he had made some deal with Satan, suddenly surpassing the understanding of ordinary players.
Cristiano Ronaldo was kicked by the opponent with no ability to fight back.
Messi also couldn't guarantee a sure win against the opponent.
He couldn't imagine that his record against Lance was actually 0-3!
He hadn't won a single match!
Cristiano Ronaldo at least won one match at home!
No wonder his teammates looked at him with strange eyes.
Returning to the changing room, Messi looked at himself in the mirror, his body seemingly emitting tangible black energy.
Just as Messi was overthinking, a figure appeared behind him, directly putting an arm around his shoulder.
"Are you spacing out here alone? Are you worried about the upcoming Champions League matches?"
"Ha, don't worry, with me here, there's definitely no problem!"
Neymar grinned and gave a thumbs up.
"That's right, we're here, we'll definitely help you win this time! Get even!"
Suárez also smiled confidently.
Messi turned his head to look at his partners on both sides, then turned back to look at his teammates who were concerned about him behind him.
Those worries instantly dissipated quite a bit.
"Yes, I have the best teammates in the world! This time, we definitely won't lose!"
MSN made all defences worldwide tremble with fear.
Could Bayer Leverkusen's defenders hold them off?
They couldn't hold them off at all!
"Harry!! Can your reaction be faster!! Pay attention to your teammates' positions!!"
"Marking, marking!! More physical confrontation, do you understand!! You're not defending, you're clearly just wandering around on the pitch!!"
"Concentrate!! You know the opponents are Messi, Suárez, and Neymar!! They are all the world's top players! With your performance just now, the goal would have been riddled with holes long ago!"
On the training ground, Sascha was furious.
Hyypiä advised him kindly from the side:
"Alright, don't get angry. The kids just won, there's no need for this."
"I'm anxious, after all, the opponent is Barcelona."
"So what about Barcelona? So what about MSN? We have Lance!!"
Lance: ???
Hearing the two coaches mention him, Lance turned his head, completely bewildered.
What did the coaches mean? They're not making me single-handedly defend MSN, are they?
However, Lance was not worried.
His biggest threat was still on the offensive end; the coaching staff couldn't possibly waste his talent by placing him far from the goal.
Upfront, Firmino was the pivot and the first line of defence.
Son Heung-min and De Bruyne operated on both wings, linking up attacks and creating threats.
Behind him were two defensive midfielders.
So, the pressure of scoring for the entire team was basically on his shoulders.
"It shouldn't be a big problem, right?"
He might have had some worries when facing Barcelona before, but ever since he thrashed Real Madrid 6-0, Lance's worries had almost disappeared.
His shot in the last match made the Hyuga Kojiro Fusion Value reach 25%!
That inner voice at that moment was the sound of unlocking the first skill slot!
Template: Hyuga Kojiro - S (Fusion Value 25%)
--Skill: Tiger Shot
--Skill: Unlocked (Unlocked at 50% Fusion Value)
Rage Value: 0%
Unsurprisingly, Skill 1, Tiger Shot, could be guessed with one's foot.
But the skill description still surprised Lance.
[Tiger Shot: (Passive) Long-range shot accuracy +35%, shot power +50%, weak foot +25%; Triggers the Tiger after 2.5 seconds of charging, shot ignores distance, 100% hit; If 4 shots fail to hit, the 5th shot triggers the Tiger, 100% hit]
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100% hit, another god-tier skill that can be called causality!
As long as the conditions are met, no matter what happens, the moment this shot is kicked, the outcome is already determined.
Even if Lance kicks towards the corner flag, or simply towards his own goal, a series of situations will inevitably occur, causing the football to ultimately hit the opponent's goal with precision!
However, the conditions for triggering the Tiger are still relatively strict.
Charging for 2.5 seconds, or 4 shots without scoring, neither is easy to trigger in high-level, highly confrontational matches.
"Forget it, anyway, having an extra causality-level god-tier skill is enough if it can be used at critical moments."
"Normally, it's more about one's own strength."
Lance thought of facing the biggest boss of the 2014-2015 season, the treble-winning Barcelona, the peerless MSN trio, the true great demon king.
He was already filled with fighting spirit!
"Lance!! Wait for us! You're running too fast!"
"Yeah, Lance!! This is just a warm-up, slow down!!"
"It's a warm-up jog, why are you rushing so fast?"
A group of Bayer Leverkusen players didn't understand why Lance suddenly sped up.
De Bruyne, Son Heung-min, Kießling, Firmino, Antonio Rüdiger, Kimmich... several of them exchanged glances, originally intending to stay slowly in the group and watch Lance make a fool of himself alone.
However, everyone saw the childishness in each other's eyes.
Were they willing to let this kid Lance steal the limelight?
"Damn it!!"
"Charge!!"
The crowd refused to be outdone and rushed forward to catch up with Lance's pace.
The sun was shining brightly in Bayer Leverkusen that day, a group of hot-blooded youths ran freely under the scorching sun.