97: Chapter 97 Guardiola: This young man can not only score goals himself, but also kill the game with his passes.

At the Etihad Stadium, the 2:1 on the scoreboard was glaring.

The waves of cheering from the Manchester City fans had not yet subsided, and the provocative gaze of Yaya Touré still lingered in the air.

Falling behind, being suppressed, being heavily "marked", calves aching faintly... all sorts of unfavorable factors were like heavy shackles, weighing down on every Leicester City player, and also weighing on the hearts of countless Blue Fox fans thousands of miles away.

But for some people, the more desperate the situation, the brighter and more terrifying their eyes would shine.

Yu Bai stood in the center circle, his face devoid of the anxiety of his teammates, nor the anger after being fouled.

He calmly wiped the sweat from his face, his gaze sweeping across the Manchester City half. His brain was running at high speed at the level of "Kevin De Bruynes Gods Eye View", analyzing the fleeting relaxation that the opponent might have due to the goal, as well as that counter-attack channel that might or might not exist.

"Everyone cheer up! The game isn't over yet!" Captain Wes Morgan's roar echoed across the pitch.

"Find Yu Bai more! Run! Move the ball!"

Claudio Ranieri was on the sidelines, cupping his hands into a trumpet shape, shouting in a slightly hoarse voice.

Kick-off, back into the battle.

Manchester City still maintained high pressure, but after taking the lead, in the instant of transitioning from attack to defense, that string called "absolute focus" inevitably developed an extremely subtle slack.

And what Yu Bai was waiting for was this 0.1 seconds of slack.

The 65th minute.

The opportunity had arrived!

Kante once again completed an incredible interception in midfield, stealing the ball from Fernandinho's feet!

After stealing the ball, Kante didn't hesitate at all, not even looking up. Relying on an almost instinctive perception of Yu Bai's running habits, he flicked his left foot, sending the ball into a seemingly empty area on the left side of the midfield.

And there, Yu Bai, as if he had predicted the future, had already started running!

He beat the retreating Fernandinho to the ball, using the outside of his right foot to lightly nudge the ball forward, instantly completing a turn and acceleration!

"Counter-attack! Leicester City's counter-attack! Yu Bai has the ball!"

In the stands, the cheers of the Manchester City fans turned into gasps.

On the sidelines, Guardiola suddenly stood up straight.

In the broadcast booth, all the commentators instantly raised their volume.

Yu Bai advanced with the ball, while Martín Demichelis and Yaya Touré, like hyenas smelling blood, pounced fiercely from two directions!

They firmly remembered Guardiola's instruction—absolutely do not let this kid dribble past the half-way line easily!

However, Yu Bai didn't give them a chance to get close enough to foul him at all!

At the moment the two were about to close in, Yu Bai suddenly looked up while running, his gaze piercing through more than half the pitch like a hawk!

On his Vision panel, the value as high as 95 flashed wildly, and a narrow but deadly channel left by the Manchester City defense due to their high press appeared clearly in his mind!

The right flank!

Jamie Vardy, like a ghost, was sprinting wildly along the gap in the right rib, with speed not inferior to any winger!

And Manchester City's left-back Kolarov, because of his earlier attacking support, was currently chasing back desperately, but he was already trailing by a full two body lengths!

Now is the time!

While running, Yu Bai swung his right foot. He didn't use a powerful long pass, but instead used the arch of his foot to push out a ground pass with speed, curve, and lead distance that were all perfectly exquisite!

The ball hugged the grass like a precision-guided cruise missile, drawing a beautiful straight line, crossing the midfield, bypassing the hastily shifting Martín Demichelis, and rolling precisely and obediently to the front of Vardy's sprinting path!

"Scalpel!"

"Look at this Passing! Gods Eye View!"

"Vardy! A one-on-one? No, Kolarov is still chasing!"

Vardy controlled the ball perfectly and broke into the right side of the penalty area! But he wasn't greedy for credit; catching a glimpse of Kolarov, who had already chased back to his side, sealing the angle for a near-post shot, while goalkeeper Joe Hart had also abandoned his goal to rush out.

In a flash, Vardy made the most reasonable choice! Before Kolarov could slide in to block, he used the outside of his right foot to sweep the ball horizontally towards the penalty spot area!

"Cross! Cut-back!"

There, an Algerian lightning bolt arrived on the scene! It was Riyad Mahrez!

He had started his inward run the moment Yu Bai passed the ball, and was now appearing in the most lethal position!

Because of his rush, Hart had already lost control of most of the goal area.

Nicolas Otamendi slid in desperately to defend, but it was too late!

Mahrez didn't even stop to adjust the ball. Facing the incoming ball, on the right side of the penalty spot, he swung his left foot directly! Shooting!

This was his most comfortable area, his most familiar rhythm!

"Bang!" A powerful shot with a tricky angle! The ball, like a cannonball fired from the chamber, hung straight into the absolute dead corner of the top left of the goal!

Joe Hart had just turned back to make the save, his body fully stretched, fingertips straining to reach as far as possible... However, it was beyond his reach!

"Swish!" 2:2! Leicester City equalizes in a flash! Mahrez! World-class goal!

"Gooooooooooooooooooooal!!!"

"Mahrez! An unstoppable world-class goal! Vardy's selfless cross, Yu Bai's scalpel-like lethal long pass started it all!"

"From the interception to the goal, it was smooth and flowing! This is Leicester City's signature counter-attack!"

"Yu Bai directed this attack! His pass pierced through the entire Manchester City defense!"

The Etihad Stadium fell silent for an instant, then erupted with the screams of the Leicester City away fans, crazy to the extreme! The Blue Fox players rushed frantically toward Mahrez to celebrate!

Yu Bai stood where he was, pumping his fist hard, a satisfied smile on his face. That's it!

Joe Hart climbed up from the ground, shook his head helplessly, spread his hands, his expression full of frustration. Another top corner!

And this goal conceded didn't even give him a chance to complain—Passing, movement, Shooting, every link was impeccable, a pure embodiment of individual ability and team cooperation.

[This counter-attack! Flowing like mercury! Xiao Bai's long pass is worth a hundred million!]

[Mahrez: Thanks to my bros Xiao Bai and Jamie for the precision guidance!]

[Hart: My save movement was cool, but the ball went in... What can I do?]

[Self-cultivation of the world's number one background: You have to be a thorough background board.]

Guardiola's face was livid on the sidelines, and he smashed the water bottle in his hand onto the ground fiercely.

One moment of relaxation, one long pass that pierced the defensive line, and the price was paid! The look in his eyes when he looked at Yu Bai was even more wary.

This young man can not only score goals himself, but can also kill the game with his Passing!