76: Chapter 76 A Super Long-Range Free Kick: Yu Bai's Gone Mad! He Insists He's a Combination of Carlos and Beckham!

A penalty?! Per Mertesacker exploded instantly!

"I didn't use any force at all! He dived!"

He first rushed towards Craig Pawson to argue frantically, then rushed to Yu Bai, who was still lying on the ground. He leaned over, his face almost touching Yu Bai's, spittle flying everywhere, and ranted furiously in a mix of German and English!

Leicester City captain Wes Morgan rushed up immediately and pushed the agitated Per Mertesacker away!

Players from both sides quickly gathered, shoving and arguing; a conflict was on the verge of breaking out!

Kante hurriedly lifted Yu Bai from the ground and shielded him behind his back.

Yu Bai had no expression on his face, and even expressed understanding for Per Mertesacker's anger.

Different positions, nothing to do with right or wrong.

The moment you reached out to block, you should have thought about the possibility of paying the price of a penalty.

In the world of football, there is no such logic as "you can commit a foul, but I must suffer the loss."

Commentator Duan Xuan exclaimed: "Yu Bai's Dribbling is truly lethal! Per Mertesacker too, your hand reached all the way to Yu Bai's neck, how could he not go down? If he didn't go down, that would be a fool's way of playing!"

Commentator Zhang Lu chuckled: "Yu Bai is very smart; he went down very smoothly. If he had gone down any later, it might have been a dive."

[Penalty! No problem! He reached out!]

[Per Mertesacker is anxious! This move by little Bai is 666!]

[Yu Bai: I just utilized your mistake. (Shrugs)]

[Commentator Zhang Lu: Quickly send me to the hospital! Any later and the wound would have healed! (Dog head)]

On the other side, Mahrez and Vardy were whispering to discuss who would take this penalty.

Yu Bai was extremely eager; he needed this goal to complete the system's "100-million level" mission and obtain the guaranteed superstar skill.

He really wanted to walk over and say: "I earned this penalty, can I take it?"

But he held back.

Before establishing an absolute core position, fighting for penalty-taking rights is a major taboo in the locker room and ruins one's reputation.

Putting himself in their shoes, if he were the team's penalty taker and a kid who had just emerged came to snatch it, he would also be unhappy.

Forget it, the team equalizing the score is more important.

Yu Bai retreated outside the penalty area and watched silently.

Aaron Ramsey walked up to him and asked in a low voice: "Yu, was that… intentional?"

Yu Bai looked at his idol, smiled, and neither admitted nor denied it.

Aaron Ramsey patted his shoulder: "Well done. If it were me, I would have gone down too. Earning a penalty has a much higher success rate than a forceful breakthrough; your choice was very smart. This is the game."

"Thanks," Yu Bai said in a low voice.

In the end, Mahrez stood in front of the twelve-yard spot.

He ran up calmly, deceived Čech, and pushed the ball into the bottom left corner of the goal!

2:2! Leicester City stubbornly equalized!

"A goal-scoring battle! This is a war of attrition, and also a contest of willpower!"

In the remaining time, the pace of both sides slowed down coincidentally, as if both could accept the 2:2 score going into halftime.

In the first minute of stoppage time, the final attack.

Yu Bai retreated near the center circle to receive a pass from Wes Morgan.

He wanted to organize one more threatening attack before the first half ended.

He received the ball, faced Santi Cazorla, suddenly changed rhythm, and gracefully bypassed him!

Then he accelerated and pushed forward with the ball!

However, before he could approach the attacking third, a tall red figure rushed over horizontally like a tank—it was Per Mertesacker, who hated him to the bone!

The German did not hold back at all, using his shoulder and body to hit Yu Bai solidly with full force!

"Bang!"

Yu Bai was like someone hit by a truck; he flew sideways, fell heavily onto the turf, and slid several meters away!

"Beep!"

Craig Pawson's whistle blew, a blocking foul, the position was a little past the center circle.

He only gave Per Mertesacker a verbal warning; this position did not warrant a yellow card.

Per Mertesacker waved his hand, muttering something to the referee, but a flash of secret satisfaction at having succeeded in his revenge crossed his face.

He had used his full strength just now.

Yu Bai lay on the ground for a full ten seconds before grimacing and climbing up.

His tailbone and shoulder were aching painfully.

He saw Danny Drinkwater calling Wes Morgan and Robert Huth together, pointing to the front court, and communicating in low voices, seemingly wanting to use this Free kick to execute a tactical play.

Yu Bai endured the pain, walked over, and interrupted their discussion.

"Drinkwater," Yu Bai's voice was still a bit unstable due to the pain, but his eyes were bright, "This Free kick… I want to take it."

Danny Drinkwater looked at him, thought about Yu Bai's decent Free kick skills, and nodded: "Fine, it's good if you take it. Then we'll run like this, you pass to that area…"

"Wait," Yu Bai touched his nose a bit awkwardly and added, "I mean… I want to shoot directly."

Danny Drinkwater: "???"

He widened his eyes, as if he had heard something unbelievable, pointing to the Free kick spot that was at least forty meters away from the goal, close to the center circle, and then pointed to the goal in the distance: "Yu, are you… are you sure? Shoot directly? From this position?"

Robert Huth's expression was even more colorful, with his whole face writing: "Brother, have you been hit stupid?"

Captain Wes Morgan looked at Yu Bai, then at that outrageous distance, said nothing, just turned around silently, gave up the idea of going to the front court to compete for headers, and walked back near the midfield line.

The meaning was obvious: You shoot, I'm going back to defend.

Yu Bai did not explain further, walked to the Free kick spot, carefully repositioned the ball, bent down, stepped back, and measured his run-up.

His intention to shoot directly was obvious.

On the other side, the Arsenal penalty area.

Per Mertesacker saw this scene and laughed in anger, loudly mocking the teammates around him: "If he can kick the ball in from this position, I'll eat the ball on the spot!"

Aaron Ramsey looked at the goalkeeper Čech and asked with his eyes: Should we set up a wall? It's so far…

In Čech's mind, the video highlights of Yu Bai provided by the coaching staff before the match flashed, especially those shocking long-range blasts and Free kicks.

He didn't dare to be careless and cautiously "made a peace sign." Two people in the wall!

Aaron Ramsey nodded, called Mesut Özil, and the two stood into a wall under Čech's guidance.

At this moment, the online world had exploded!

[Holy crap! Is Yu Bai crazy?! He wants to shoot from this far away?!]

[This distance is further than the road to my home! Does he think he is Roberto Carlos?]

[Pretending to be cool gets you struck by lightning! If this ball goes in, I'll live-stream washing my hair while doing a handstand!]

[Young master, can we not be so floaty? We finally equalized, can we play it safe?]

[Arsenal fans are dying of laughter, thanks for giving us possession!]

[Although, however... what if it goes in? (Dog head)]

[If this goes in, Čech can retire on the spot!]

[Yu Bai: I want to try, what if I get lucky?]

[Yu Bai, don't mess around, why show off? You are really embarrassing us Chinese people like this!]

[The young master is truly the young master, he has no idea how high the sky is! Playing like crap!]

[What a fucking show-off! Can you score? Huh? Answer me!]