The path to becoming a football legend began with being ousted from Carrington by Manchester United.

After an unknown amount of time, everyone finally recovered from the shock brought on by Lin Yi, and the training match was able to continue.

"It's a guess! It must be a guess!" Tevez didn't believe it at all.

He started frequently asking his teammates for the ball, trying to quickly close the gap in goals scored with Lin Yi.

The teammates were unwilling to get involved in the conflict between Tevez and Lin Yi.

A hot-tempered troublemaker who's about to leave, and a relative with an unclear background.

We're not even close, why should I go out of my way to help you? If you like it, then you can have it.

David Silva and his teammates simply handed the ball to Tevez and then strolled around watching him put on a show.

Tevez, once he got the ball, clearly had no intention of passing it to his teammates; he just kept his head down and went it alone.

He repeatedly used his powerful shots to exhaust the staff's energy. In the sweltering heat of July, retrieving balls all over the place was no easy task.

On the other hand, Lin Yi's world-class goal seemed like a pledge of allegiance, as if he had regained the recognition of his teammates.

With Tevez's shot blocked, the ball fell back to Yaya Touré's feet.

Whether it was intentional or purely coincidental is unknown.

The Ivory Coast midfielder, who won the African Footballer of the Year award shortly after joining the team last year, chose the same attacking approach as at the start of the game.

He looked up and observed Lin Yi's position, then made a second attempt to connect directly with Lin Yi from the backcourt.

"Let me handle this!" Kompany raised his hand to stop his teammate who was closer, intending to personally mark Lin Yi, who was preparing to receive the ball.

Lin Yi still had his back to the goal, and in almost the same situation, he made the exact same choice.

Lin Yi stared intently at the football in the air, his body ready to stop the ball.

Just then, a familiar collision came from behind.

Kompany also chose the same approach.

This time, however, Lin Yi was not knocked away. His upper body swayed slightly, but his legs remained motionless as if they were stuck in the ground.

"Beautiful!" Head coach Mancini couldn't help but praise Lin Yi after he saw Lin Yi chest down a long pass from his teammate, Kompany, and pass the ball to Nasri.

After passing the ball, Lin Yi turned around and prepared to run into the penalty area.

Kompany had just witnessed Lin Yi's speed and knew that if the opponent were to gain speed, he would completely lose the initiative in defense.

The experienced Belgian center-back stretched out his right hand to block Lin Yi's start, while simultaneously using all his strength to ram Lin Yi hard with his shoulder.

Lin Yi, who was already accelerating by pushing off the ground, could no longer remain as steady as a pine tree in the mountains.

He was thrown off course by Kompany's impact, veering off his intended path.

However, this did not cause Lin Yi to completely lose his balance. He maintained his balance and used the force of the impact to accelerate from the outside, running in a small arc and successfully bypassing Kompany.

Knowing he would have a hard time catching up with his opponent, and considering it was just an intra-team training match, Kompany decided to pay tribute to Fu Huan, a legend of Chinese football.

With his hands outstretched, he watched from behind as Lin Yi received a pass from Nasri in the penalty area and deftly slotted the ball past Joe Hart once again.

"Illusion! It's all an illusion! You can't scare me!" Tevez's will was very firm. He was like the fat guy from the Tofu King Kong team, who would not be easily defeated by the Shaolin team.

Mancini clapped lightly, a slight smile on his face.

He called Yaya Touré to his side: "You and Samir, give him a few more chances to test his mettle."

On the training field, the two teams presented a stark contrast: on one side, Tevez kept going solo, while on the other side, several midfielders were feeding Lin Yi with easy chances.

So in the following time, everyone witnessed Lin Yi's amazing skills, such as volleys, goalkeeping, and powerful overtaking.

If it weren't for his somewhat shaky heading skills, which caused him to miss several good opportunities, Lin Yi's goal tally at the end of the first half would have been far more than four.

Although the intensity of the training match was relatively low, Lin Yi has already proven his strength by scoring 4 goals in 30 minutes.

"Shall we continue?" During a break, Lin Yi asked Tevez.

Tevez retorted, "We'll compete! Of course we'll compete! What are you so arrogant about, newcomer? In this kind of training match, I can easily score five or six goals in the first half—no, seven or eight. Don't think you've already won."

"OK, OK! Whatever makes you happy." Lin Yi walked away indifferently.

The situation in the second half did not improve despite Inteve's perseverance.

David Silva and others did not receive any missions from Mancini, and in terms of initiative, they were far inferior to Yaya Touré and Nasri.

Since they had already decided not to get involved, they became even more unscrupulous in their lack of effort in the second half.

Tevez could only bury his head and launch a solitary charge.

After several attempts, Tevez felt his calves trembling, but the goal was still nowhere in sight.

Lin Yi's defender, Richards, was kind-hearted and couldn't stand it anymore. During one of Tevez's breakthroughs, he went easy on him and let him pass.

Tevez's eyes gleamed green like a wolf's, successfully intimidating substitute goalkeeper Pantilimon.

Substitute goalkeeper Pantilimon reacted a little too slowly, and Tevez seized the opportunity to shoot low and penetrate the goal.

Three goals were still needed. Even though Tevez was panting heavily, he believed his efforts had not been in vain and a glimmer of hope had finally appeared.

Unfortunately, fate likes to play tricks on people. Just two minutes later, Lin Yi used his speed to outmaneuver the home team's defender, Bridge.

Bridge, who was a fraction of a second too slow, inadvertently brought Lin Yi down in the penalty area, giving the away team a penalty kick.

No one would contest such a trivial penalty.

Following the principle that whoever creates the offense takes the penalty, the guest referee handed the ball to Lin Yi.

Lin Yi smiled and shook his head, casually tossed the ball into the penalty area, and turned to leave.

He walked straight to Tevez and asked again, "Still going to play?"

Tevez's eyes dimmed as he stared at the ground, lost in thought. After a moment of silence, he replied, "I will! I won't give up!"

"I can compare, but I want to remind you of something."

"What?"

Lin Yi pointed to the football abandoned in the penalty area, with no one to take the penalty for the time being, and said to Tevez, "What you are trying your best to pursue is nothing more than the ordinary that I discard like trash; what I carelessly discard is the desolate paradise that you can't even touch."

Tevez stood there, stunned, unable to utter a single word.

Sweat dripped from his forehead, startling Tevez awake. He looked at Lin Yi, who was not out of breath and not flushed, and finally spoke.

"I lost. The future here may be yours, or it may be his, but it certainly isn't mine."

Lin Yi patted the other person on the shoulder: "Don't think too much about it. Everyone plays different roles in life. Obviously, I am the one in a million Lu Bu. Liu Bei, Guan Yu, and Zhang Fei are waiting for me to beat them at Hulao Pass, and Diao Chan is waiting for me to sleep on her Simmons mattress."

"And you, today, can only play the role of Red Hare, carrying me to glory."

"Lie down properly!"

"I'm coming!"