This decision shocked everyone.
Even the Ajax midfielder who had been preparing to rush in and defend Deng Kai.
Boom!
The Ajax midfielder instinctively turned his body to avoid the shot—but the ball still smashed into him.
He dropped to the ground instantly.
The ball ricocheted and bounced straight back toward Deng Kai.
Deng Kai stared at the ball flying toward his feet and was stunned.
The Black Panther Hunt effect had refreshed!
It had almost expired—but now it reset to three full seconds.
And the shooting bonus had doubled.
Stacking.
Black Panther Hunt could stack!
The first time it triggered was when Wesley Sneijder stole the ball, causing Deng Kai to lose possession briefly before regaining it.
This time, it must have been triggered because the opponent blocked the shot and possession changed again.
And unlike the Croqueta-style "fried meatball" effect—which weakens to 50% before stacking again—Black Panther Hunt stacked directly at full value.
The Croqueta stacks approach a limit, infinitely close to 200%.
But Black Panther Hunt?
First stack: 200%.
Second stack: 300%.
Third stack: 400%.
It was terrifying.
Boom!
What the hell was there to hesitate for?
Another long shot.
This one was even faster.
At the edge of the penalty area, an Ajax center-back stretched his leg to block.
The impact was monstrous.
He was sent rolling across the turf, clutching his thigh in agony.
The ball was blocked again and dropped from the air.
Deng Kai realized something the instant he sprinted toward it.
When he regained possession—
Black Panther Hunt refreshed for the third time.
Now his active bonuses were:
Croqueta,
Half Croqueta,
Mediocre Winger (Bastian Schweinsteiger),
Black Panther Hunt ×3.
But the Croqueta-related buffs were about to expire.
Time was running out.
Boom!
Deng Kai performed another sharp Croqueta touch, adjusting his body and searching for a shooting lane.
Many Ajax defenders assumed he would shoot immediately without controlling the ball. They raised their legs to block in advance.
In that split second, the Croqueta effects refreshed and stacked again.
Now he carried:
Three Croqueta stacks (fading),
Three Black Panther Hunt stacks,
One Mediocre Winger bonus.
Deng Kai finally understood the mechanics.
Continuous Croquetas refresh speed and dribbling-related buffs—but not shooting duration.
Black Panther Hunt refreshes shooting buffs—but not speed.
And in theory, Black Panther Hunt is extremely hard to trigger consecutively.
Getting a shot blocked and immediately firing again?
That's a rare, almost freak occurrence.
Even across a hundred matches, refreshing Black Panther Hunt three times would be nearly impossible.
But today—
He did it.
At this moment, nothing existed in Deng Kai's eyes except the goal.
Not Kai, who was completely unmarked on the right side of the box.
Not Cristiano Ronaldo, who had drifted outside the penalty area with space to shoot.
Only the net.
Boom!
The moment the ball connected with Deng Kai's right foot, it visibly deformed—flattened by the sheer force.
Whoosh!
A piercing shriek cut through the air toward goal.
Ajax players who had already committed to defensive motions could only watch—
No.
They couldn't even see it clearly.
Inside the box, Lorenzo had positioned himself for a possible rebound header. At first, he regretted not being in a better angle.
But once the ball flew past—
He was suddenly grateful he hadn't touched it.
Otherwise his skull might've split open.
Too fast.
Too brutal.
When the ball smashed into the net, players along its flight path felt a gust of wind whip past their faces.
The net exploded upward in violent white waves.
"GOAL! A world-class strike! An absolute worldie!"
"Is Deng Kai's leg made of steel? How can he hit something that heavy?!"
"A winner! That's the winning goal!"
"Three consecutive high-intensity long shots! His right leg is stronger than iron—how is this even possible?!"
"Ajax blocked him twice—but each shot got even stronger!"
"Four–three! Sporting Lisbon take the lead in the final minute of regular time!"
"This team is unbelievable! They endured for seventy minutes, then exploded in the final stretch! That kind of resilience is rare!"
"Wait—Ajax still have three players down."
"The midfielder and center-back who blocked Deng Kai's shots are both struggling. The midfielder is holding his thigh. The defender is checking his knee."
"That shows just how heavy those shots were."
"The defender is back on his feet… but the goalkeeper hasn't gotten up."
"The match isn't over! There are still minutes of stoppage time!"
"Oh! The Ajax goalkeeper is clutching his wrist—he looks in serious pain. He's calling for the medical team!"
Replay revealed the truth.
Deng Kai's third long-range missile had actually been touched by the Ajax goalkeeper.
He got his left hand to it.
But it barely altered the trajectory.
Instead, his hand was violently knocked backward—as if it had been slapped by a sledgehammer.
The medical staff rushed in.
At first they assumed it was minor.
But as the examination continued, their expressions grew grim.
Finally, they cut open the goalkeeper's glove.
It was split.
His wrist had taken enormous damage.
The Ajax goalkeeper cried out in pain.
His teammates froze, faces pale.
Lorenzo suddenly felt a chill down his spine.
If he had tried to head that ball…
Would his skull have cracked like a cut cock under a hammer?
A warm surge rushed through him.
He nearly pissed himself.
He wasn't the only one.
Several players who had been near the ball's flight path—and who had considered trying to block it—felt overwhelming relief.
If they had stuck a leg out carelessly, something might have snapped.
Even Deng Kai, the one who unleashed that cannon, hadn't expected that level of destruction.
He immediately ran toward the stretcher and apologized repeatedly.
"I'm sorry… I didn't mean to… I'm really sorry…"
The camera zoomed in on Deng Kai's complicated expression.
No player wants to see an opponent injured.
Whenever someone leaves the pitch hurt, the one responsible carries a psychological weight.
Unless he's a deliberate bastard trying to break bones on purpose.
Ajax had already used all their substitutions.
With no backup goalkeeper available, they were forced to put a center-back in goal.
Ten outfield players.
A makeshift keeper.
In the end—
The score remained 4–3.
Sporting Lisbon U15 completed an incredible comeback, defeated Ajax U15, and advanced to the Youth Champions League Final.
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