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Having defeated Cristiano Ronaldo and Messi, Lance was not afraid of them.
The behemoths that made other teams tremble, Real Madrid and Barcelona, only served to excite Lance.
Especially when world-class stars like Cristiano Ronaldo, Bale, Messi, Suárez, and Neymar performed exceptionally and unleashed powerful dominance.
Only opponents like this could truly stimulate Lance!
He was tired of playing hack-and-slash games; only gruelling Souls-like games offered a sense of accomplishment!
Tatakae!
Fighting was exhilarating!
Of course, putting that aside, facing the highest difficulty opponent was fine.
But if you cheat, that's disgusting!
Although Lance himself used cheats, recently, his cheats weren't working!
Facing Real Madrid in this match, he constantly felt a maddening sense of powerlessness.
"Forget it, brothers, let's go all out against them!"
"Lance, I'm so tired."
"Why, why is this happening?"
Lance felt his fighting spirit ignite, but when he turned his head, he saw his teammates' confidence had been shattered.
They had worked hard to achieve a dominant position, yet the opponent's luck was annoyingly good.
"No matter the outcome, we absolutely cannot give up! Fight!"
"What is our team name? Atlético! Surpass yourselves and challenge our limits!"
"¡Aupa Atleti!"
"¡Atleti!"
Lance knew he sounded a bit chuunibyou right now, but football was inherently a world full of passion and chuunibyou!
Driven by Lance, the Atlético Madrid players whose confidence had been shattered reignited their fighting spirit.
Just as the French psychologist Le Bon stated in The Crowd: A Study of the Popular Mind, when Lance stepped forward and voiced the collective sentiment, the other teammates were instinctively dominated by him, combining into a powerful collective force.
"What's going on? They haven't given up yet? Damn it!"
After celebrating, Cristiano Ronaldo looked across the pitch and saw every Atlético Madrid player was full of fighting spirit.
As the whistle blew, the entire team launched a fierce attack toward Real Madrid!
"Tsk—this is a bit tricky!"
Modrić, as the core midfielder of Real Madrid, felt immense pressure.
Lance, Griezmann, and Koke formed a stable triangle, executing continuous, exquisite passes and advancing toward the penalty area.
"Lance... good, shielding the ball with his back, passing it to Koke, a through ball to Griezmann, who crosses it directly to Lance without stopping the ball!"
"Atlético Madrid's short passing combination on the left!"
"Beautiful! Lance's ball control and evasion!"
The commentator José Ángel slapped the table in admiration!
Truly worthy of being the player with the highest market value!
His football was simply a joy to watch!
When Lance carried the [Nagi Seishiro] template, his Full Level Ball Control could achieve 100% perfect ball stop.
He didn't have the template now, but [Nagi Seishiro] was the character that had accompanied Lance the longest.
A part of the character's soul had long been integrated into Lance's main body, causing him to subconsciously display muscle memory; even if it wasn't 100% perfect... over 90 points was more than enough!
As Griezmann crossed the ball, Casemiro and Toni Kroos formed a double block.
Casemiro grabbed Lance's shoulder from the side front, forcing him to turn and shield the ball.
However, in a flash, Lance used the outside of his left foot to subtly stop the ball and flick it up!
The ball looped over Lance's head, perfectly avoiding Casemiro's interception.
Just as it was about to drop into the control range of Toni on the right, Lance extended his long leg ahead of time, and before Toni Kroos could touch it, he flicked the ball up again with his toe!
With continuous flick-ups, Lance magically broke through the gap between the world-class Real Madrid players, achieving a perfect breakthrough!
"What!"
"Impossible?!"
"Jesus!"
"This is unbelievable!"
"As expected of Lance! Beautiful!"
Cristiano Ronaldo, Casemiro, Toni, Simeone, Griezmann—everyone had a different expression!
Even Zidane, who usually remained calm on the sidelines, couldn't hold back!
His face changed abruptly!
"This kid, isn't he too monstrous?"
Zidane thought to himself that even if he, in his prime, could break through two players, it wouldn't be this effortless!
Turning a high-stakes dribble into an artistic performance, Lance's talent once again redefined Zidane's understanding!
"Did it work?"
Without the template buff, Lance wasn't entirely confident; he was purely gambling.
It seemed he had won the gamble!
Everything happened in the blink of an eye, and by the time the fans reacted, Lance had already burst through the two players and was heading straight for the penalty area!
"This is bad!"
"We must stop him!"
Ramos and Varane, Real Madrid's final centre-back barrier, closed in from both sides.
They dared not tackle him closely, only maintaining distance to prevent Lance from continuing his breakthrough.
But!
The ball Lance had just flicked up hadn't landed yet, when he decisively lifted his right foot and volleyed it!
"¿Qué?! How could this be?"
Captain Ramos had faced countless world-class strikers in his career.
Lance was the most unreasonable, audacious monster he had ever encountered!
And yet, this guy's shots were incredibly threatening!
"Ahhhhh—"
Ramos threw himself forward desperately, leaping high and using his back to block the angle of Lance's shot.
It didn't matter if the enormous force hit his back, as long as he could block this ball!
Varane simultaneously slid on the ground, blocking all possibilities for a ground ball.
"It should... be fine now, right? What?!"
At that very instant, Varane's pupils contracted violently!
The young French centre-back realised for the first time why Lance had risen so quickly, and why his flashy playing style could make him a world-class superstar!
Lance's movement was reflected in the shocked eyes of Varane, who was sprawled on the ground!
That guy's volley was a feint!
In that split second and at extreme range, he stopped the shot, using his right foot to firmly control the ball, hooking it back from behind, where it bounced up!
Immediately following!
His left foot!
An off-foot volley—
Bang!
Perhaps fuelled by indignation over Real Madrid's 'mystical' goal, Lance's left foot unleashed immense power, subtly touching upon the true essence of the [Aerial Thunder Beast Shot]!
Whoosh—
The football, accompanied by a powerful tearing sound, transformed into a fierce bolt of lightning that streaked through the penalty area!
In the blink of an eye, it had flown toward the goal!
Goalkeeper Navas's mind had only just registered the situation; there was no time for nerve signals to command his body to move!
The devastating force had already ripped through the net!
"So fast!"
After Navas had successfully ousted Casillas, he thought he had become a world-class goalkeeper.
Only now did he realise that he still had a huge gap to close before reaching truly world-class ability!
The entire stadium was petrified for several seconds, before the cheers at the Vicente Calderón Stadium pierced the sky!
"Goooooooooal—"
"Real Madrid's forceful comeback has awakened Lance's strongest form!"
"Just like the saviour he was during his Bayer Leverkusen days!"
"Lance is doing his best to defend his home stadium!"
"He is absolutely reliable!"
"In the 76th minute of the second half, Lance forcefully equalises the score!"
2-2!
Just as Real Madrid's 'mystical' comeback goal plunged Atlético Madrid into desperation, Lance turned the tide!
As the whole stadium erupted, Lance was equally excited after scoring!
"I did it! No template, no cheats, and I can still pull off a perfect move!"
Lance was trembling all over as he rushed toward the camera on the sideline.
Inspired by a sudden thought, Lance recalled the signature celebration of a certain future LCK esports player.
He formed a "pistol" gesture with one hand and an "8" with the other, then offset them vertically, overlapping his thumbs.
In front of the camera lens, this formed a lightning bolt pattern!
"Remember, this move is the Thunder Beast Shot!"
I am the thunder!
La Liga commentator José Ángel looked bewildered, unable to immediately grasp Lance's celebration.
But in distant Germany, Sport1 TV commentator Scholl immediately understood!
"Lance means he is the King of Gods on Olympus!"
"That off-foot volley just now was divine punishment descending from the heavens!"
"The lightning strike of Zeus, King of the Gods!"