Football: Starting with the Crescent Moon Slash

"Anticipation! It was anticipation! Jiang Yan anticipated Cancelo's next move, blocking his path and making a defensive move!"

"I must say, Jiang Yan's defensive moves are incredibly skilled; his defensive techniques are practically indistinguishable from those of a starting point guard!"

"Coach Xu previously said that Cancelo's breakthroughs would leave a shadow on Jiang Yan, but I suppose he won't be worried anymore now?"

"Ah...hehehe, Jiang Yan has indeed exceeded my expectations, but a flash of inspiration in defense won't work in a game of this intensity."

"Shall we wait and see?"

"Let's wait and see."

[Wow, Jiang Yan must have some kind of supernatural ability! He managed to stop this?!]

[Even though he's never played football, it's almost impossible for him to predict the opponent's next move. Is he really that confident in his defense? He just conceded a goal because of his own mistakes.]

[Hehe, you don't understand, do you? This is the advantage of youth. Young people always have more opportunities to try and fail, and the results of these trials will ultimately become nourishment for your growth!]

Hey guys, stop being so serious all of a sudden, it's scary.

……

Back on the field.

The Valencia fans, who had been cheering, suddenly fell silent.

I thought my kid had blown the Real Madrid players out of the water, especially the currently hot "Green Field Magician" Jiang Yan.

But who would have thought that this magician of the green field would use such bizarre methods?

They were able to predict their own players' next move!

Cancelo, who was stopped by Jiang Yan, had no choice but to make a long pass to De Paul on the other side.

"Damn it, what's wrong with this guy? He couldn't keep up with me just a few minutes ago, but now he's suddenly blocking my way. I have a feeling that if I had tried to force my way through, I would have lost the ball."

After glaring fiercely at Jiang Yan, Cancelo prepared to retreat to his own half of the territory.

"Phew...that was close. I never expected that the [God's View] would be so effective in defense."

After being outmatched by speedsters like Bale in a previous training match, Jiang Yan has been thinking about how to deal with speedsters.

"Someone like me has poor speed and secondary acceleration stats. If I can't acquire speed-related skills, I can only rely on taking preemptive action to defend."

That's right, the God's-eye view has the special ability to see the players' actions a second in advance. Jiang Yan relied on this ability combined with his [ultimate sense of positioning] to intercept in advance and thus neutralize the attack.

Cancelo passed the ball to De Paul, who received it and was about to pass it back.

"The game is almost over, it's not a good time to take risks, we should play it safe."

But Jiang Yan suddenly appeared and intercepted his back pass!

"Holy crap! What's going on? How did he get here?!"

De Paul suddenly looked to his right.

It was discovered that Cross and Jiang Yan had switched positions without anyone noticing!

The two didn't even exchange a single glance!

Jiang Yan returned to the attacking midfield position and intercepted De Paul's back pass.

Three minutes of stoppage time.

"This is the last attack... Let's take the lead!"

Jiang Yan dribbled forward, facing Cancelo's pressing.

"I can't believe you managed to run all the way from the defensive midfield position all the way here!"

Although he is not good at defense, if Jiang Yan gets past him, his speed of returning to defense is naturally the fastest.

Just as he was thinking this...

Jiang Yan made a beautiful "fried meatball" to get past Cancelo.

"Wh...what!?"

Compared to Cancelo, Jiang Yan is a technical player. Although he doesn't have a physical advantage, he has skills!

wrong.

Jiang Yan should be considered a...skill-based player.

After being beaten by Jiang Yan, Cancelo immediately chased back to defend.

Although he plays as a striker, as the first half is nearing its end, if he can disrupt this attack, he can safely get through the first half.

"We absolutely cannot let him pass the ball out!"

Thinking this, Cancelo stretched out his foot toward Jiang Yan.

Just then, Cancelo suddenly remembered the coach's pre-match instructions.

"Our plan has only one condition: absolutely no fouls within 30 meters of the penalty area, and absolutely no conceding free kicks!"

Even though he remembered the coach's instructions, it was too late.

The body's subconscious actions often precede those of the brain.

However, this was the moment Jiang Yan had been waiting for.

Just as Cancelo made his move, Jiang Yan flicked the ball outwards, taking it out of his control.

As a result, Cancelo not only missed his target, but also stepped on Jiang Yan's foot, giving Real Madrid a free kick.

With the help of his teammates, Jiang Yan stood up and slowly walked to Cancelo's side.

"Do you feel ashamed to have been beaten by me?"

Jiang Yan put his hand on Cancelo's shoulder.

Cancelo mechanically turned his head to look at Jiang Yan, his eyes filled with confusion and helplessness.

Clearly, everything that has happened since then has been beyond his expectations.

Whether it's your own defensive retreat, an instinctive tackle, or even a free kick from the referee.

It seems as if some unseen force is controlling everything from behind the scenes.

"Your sense of humiliation and speed of recovery were exactly what I expected. I was certain you would make a move, and clearly... I bet right."

Jiang Yan patted Cancelo on the shoulder.

"The same trick won't work the second time."

After waving goodbye to Cancelo, Jiang Yan approached the ball.

All that remained was a terrified Cancelo.

"This Asian man... is a demon!"

……

The set piece was less than 20 meters from the goal, which was exactly the range of his "curved shot".

Since Jiang Yan drew the foul, he was naturally given full authority to take the free throws.

Jiang Yan didn't call out any unnecessary tactics.

He was intimately familiar with this location, this distance, and even this angle.

The images of those free kicks, the leg movements, the swings, even when to tighten the muscles—all of this was deeply etched into his mind.

approach.

Swing your leg.

Shoot!

All in one go!

The ball traced a perfect arc as it flew towards the goal, then plummeted downwards before finally nestling into the net.

2-1!!!

"Real Madrid have regained the lead in the final moments of the first half!"

"At the same time, the referee blew the final whistle!"

"Thanks to Jiang Yan's 'Crescent Moon Slash'! Real Madrid takes a one-goal lead into halftime!"

"Although Jiang Yan made some mistakes at the beginning of the first half, his goal at the end salvaged some pride for him!"

"And he didn't disappoint the head coach's trust, using his signature 'banana kick' to show the world who the strongest midfielder of the current generation is!"