However,
Kubo, who was double-teamed in the penalty area, turned a blind eye.
He took a touch with the ball,
flicking it to his front left,
and directly chose to strike!
In Ansu Fati's astonished eyes,
Kubo's shot was not as explosive as imagined.
On the contrary, it was a little soft!
In addition, the central defender of Team B saw the timing and raised his leg to block.
The football hit the central defender's knee and refracted high into the sky!
The goalkeeper of Team B jumped up and took the ball in his arms!
The crisis is over!
"What a waste..."
There was a sigh of regret from the audience outside the stadium.
Kubo subconsciously put his hands on his head, howling in his heart!
Damn it, almost...
"Kubo, pay attention to your shots!"
Garcia came to Kubo's side with a serious expression.
In this game, he not only acted as a referee but also played the role of a coach!
Pointing out the flaws of players on the field in time!
Kubo nodded helplessly.
Then he turned his back,
deliberately avoiding Ansu Fati's resentful eyes nearby!
He knew that
if this ball was crossed to Fati in front of the goal, there was a high probability it would help Team A break the deadlock!
However, he obviously wouldn't do that!
Fati is his competitor for promotion to the Barcelona B team!
He would never let him score!
"So cool! That's our talented player Kubo! He's only sixteen years old!"
Outside the court, a Japanese female student next to Lisa said with bright eyes.
"He will definitely score in this game! When he is promoted to the Barcelona B team, he will play against Real Madrid on the weekend! I will go to see it then!"
In the live broadcast room at this time,
People were also talking about it.
— [It's dangerous, just a little bit! So strong, this Japanese junior!]
— [Should I say that this ball was a bit selfish? It should have been passed just now!]
— [What do you understand? It's obviously a striker's instinct! It's no problem to shoot the ball himself!]
— [Amazing, being able to perform well among a group of European and South American players is really strong.]
— [Haha, look at what Viktor is doing again? You haven't touched the ball yet, have you? LOL!]
— [Looking at how hard he played against the youth players at home, I thought this guy was strong, but he's just a ghost here!]
— [I am ashamed he is playing in abroad! Unlucky!]
...
"Run! Run! Don't just stand there!"
Garcia yelled loudly.
The game is still going on.
After Team A's offensive was terminated, the situation on the field gradually stabilized.
These teenagers from La Masia also started their best pass-control mode.
Soon, the time came to the twenty-first minute.
For Team B, the task of dribbling the ball was still done by the midfielder Munir.
After getting rid of his marker, he quickly pushed forward with the ball.
He pressed from near the center line to the front 20 yards of Team A's penalty area.
He encountered the same problem as before!
The chasing and interception of the double midfielders made Team A's defense line impenetrable.
Munir hesitated.
Seeing this, Viktor retreated a distance from the offside line,
responding to Munir in a timely manner.
At the same time, it also attracted the defense of one of the midfielders—
the South Korean teenager who had sent the long pass to Kubo earlier.
At this time, he stuck to Viktor like a piece of tape!
However, he was just over 1.7 meters tall.
In front of Viktor, who is nearly 1.85 meters tall,
it seemed he was struggling!
"Munir! Here! Pass it over!"
On the wing,
the winger Elias ran wildly and shouted,
signaling Munir to distribute the ball to the flank!
"Don't stick to the ball! Transfer as soon as possible!!"
On the field, the coach Garcia also reminded Munir.
But Munir didn't change his expression.
With a light swipe of the ball, he first shook away the Team A midfielder in front of him!
With Viktor helping him share the defensive pressure,
in a one-on-one situation, he seemed much calmer!
Immediately afterwards, Munir made a quick observation.
Elias's request was ignored.
His right instep tensed,
and he poked the ball straight ahead!
It's a through ball going forward!
Staring at the landing point of the ball,
Viktor understood!
Taking advantage of his height, he forcibly leaned against the South Korean player.
One and a half turns around, and he suddenly accelerated!
He wiped past the defender like he wasn't there!
The difference in height made it easy to get rid of him without the ball!
[Speed: 81!]
Speed is Viktor's only attribute over 80!
A speed of 81 may only be considered above average in the star-studded La Liga,
but among the young players in youth training, he is already outstanding!
This is also his best way to surpass others at present:
use raw speed to eat defenders for breakfast!
"Damn..."
After only one encounter, the South Korean player was thrown back by at least two positions!
He could only look at Viktor's back and eat dust!
Viktor continued to speed up,
chasing the ball just one step outside the penalty area.
In front of him were two central defenders in the box!
On the flanks, the full-backs were also coming to defend!
A triple-team!
Viktor didn't slow down!
He dribbled the ball straight into the penalty area!
"Viktor! Here! Pass it here!!"
On the wing, Elias, who had followed him all the way,
was shouting for the ball again.
The full-backs following him were attracted by Viktor;
he was unmarked!
As long as Viktor slipped the ball through the gap between the central defender and the full-back,
Elias could receive it without pressure!
He could then cross it back
or choose to cut inside and hit the goal!
This was a fleeting opportunity.
However,
his request for the ball was ignored again!
Viktor faced the two central defenders pressing up in the penalty area.
He took another step forward with the ball!
Suddenly, he swung his leg!
"Damn it!!"
Elias yelled.
He didn't understand!
In such a position,
the shooting space was almost squeezed to the limit!
There were also almost no suitable shooting angles!
To forcibly shoot now—even if the shot was on target—
either it would be blocked by the central defender,
or it would be easily caught by the goalkeeper!
What the hell was he doing?
"This guy is so selfish!!"
The other Team B players
all held their heads in frustration at this moment.
It seemed they had foreseen that Viktor's shot would be ruthlessly intercepted!
Kluivert on the sidelines also frowned...
Obviously, this was not a reasonable shot choice!
The moment of speeding away was beautiful,
but the final shooting decision was too eager for quick success!
But actually,
Viktor is not a greedy striker.
In the past, he would have chosen to give the ball to the unmarked Elias.
He is not an individualistic player!
But at this moment, he had inexplicable confidence in his shooting!
The three-person double-team was the perfect moment to verify the effect of the 'King of the Restricted Zone'![1]
A goal on the first shot?
In a situation like this, where shooting space and angles were lost,
what would happen?
Viktor's gaze was bright, and he didn't make too many unnecessary moves.
Instead, he straightened his instep and volleyed the ball with a bang on the outer instep of his right foot!
At this moment, he was stunned.
Originally, his intention was to volley towards the near post.
This is a common choice for strikers.
Near-angle shots are safer, even if goalkeepers subconsciously block them.
The far corner is riskier because the distance is farther and the angle trickier!
Yet, in the split second Viktor shot, there seemed to be an invisible force that forcibly corrected his trajectory.
As a result, the ball was volleyed towards the far corner of the goal!
Boom!
After a muffled sound,
the football rose from the ground in an incredible way.
It went straight between the two central defenders
and rushed towards the blind corner of the goal!!
[1] King of penalty area