I Am Scouted by Real Madrid

Chapter 591: Chapter 50: Overpowering

Busquets is the only Barcelona player in this large open space. He watched Chen Zhong hesitated for a moment, stepped forward trying to intercept Chen Zhong, but Chen Zhong was waiting for that moment to move, passing the ball to the left.

”Real Madrid’s attack.”

”There is a lot of open space.”

”Chen Zhong pushes forward with the ball.”

”Busquets steps forward.”

”Chen Zhong transfers the ball to the left wing.”

”Ronaldo!”

Cristiano Ronaldo gets the ball on the left wing, with Alves closely marking the Portuguese, who then simply pushes the ball sideways.

Marcelo is rapidly moving forward, and as he gets the ball and passes by the Portuguese, there’s an entire open corridor ahead of him.

”The left wing is wide open.”

”Perfect one-two play.”

”Marcelo attempts to go to the byline.”

Many Real Madrid fans stood up, their eyes gleaming, and when they gathered Marcelo, Cristiano Ronaldo, Kaka, and Chen Zhong, they once had a certain thought.

That is Marcelo making a cross from the left, while the center-back faces Chen Zhong’s charge, they also have to watch out for possible sneak attacks from Cristiano Ronaldo and Kaka. What a glorious scenario!

And now such a scenario is unfolding.

Guardiola is on the sidelines, patting his bald head with both hands, while Mourinho tightly clenched his fists, eyes filled with anticipation.

In the stands, the fans of both teams were on their feet, their perspective broader, able to clearly see the central area of Barcelona.

Negredo is running in a slanted position, Cristiano Ronaldo is crossing with him, and Kaka is supporting from afar, while in the center, Chen Zhong is dragging Busquets forward like a trailer.

They are like children eagerly waiting to be fed by Marcelo.

Marcelo has been serving Real Madrid for four seasons now, evolving from the initial Brazilian genius full-back to a mainstay for Brazil’s national team. Although his defense is still criticized, no one can question his offensive talent.

”Marcelo goes to the byline.”

”A cross pass.”

”Sent into the center.”

The ball draws a beautiful arc, dropping into Barcelona’s penalty area, as Barcelona keeper Valdes decides to leave his goal, while other Barcelona players match up with their opponents.

Valdes’ gaze is firm; he notices the figure charging forward.

That’s Chen Zhong, Real Madrid’s number 10!

But it doesn’t matter, as a goalkeeper, I can use my hands, the advantage is mine.

Busquets completely loses his balance, falling on his way into the penalty area.

Even as he falls, he tries to pull Chen Zhong’s calf with his hand but fails, helplessly watching Chen Zhong’s back.

Only Valdes is left in front of Chen Zhong.

This is a duel between two players.

Both charge towards the drop point of the ball, each believing they will emerge victorious.

Valdes prepares to jump, ready to grab the ”stars” with his hands, while Chen Zhong uses his running ”power” to leap high.

The 183cm Spanish goalkeeper Valdes, his pupils slightly enlarged, looks up at the almost ”flying” Chen Zhong, a hint of despair flashing in his eyes.

In the stands, Barcelona fans emit a cry of despair.

What’s going on!

Nearly 190cm tall, how can Chen Zhong jump so high? Is this reasonable?

Guardiola’s brow is furrowed, he would like to close his eyes but still hopes for a miracle, while Mourinho clenches his fists, lips tight like a drawn bow.

”Marcelo’s cross.”

”Valdes abandons the goal to attack!”

”Chen Zhong rushes into the penalty area.”

”Leaping high!”

”So high!”

”Oh my god!”

Valdes jumps, raises his hand, but only reaches as high as Chen Zhong’s chin.

Chen Zhong leaps high, overpowering Valdes, calmly heading the ball towards the goal.

”The ball is in!!!!!!”

”It’s in!!!”

”1:1”

”Chen Zhong equalizes for Real Madrid.”

”The flying Chinese.”

”Can you believe it?”

”The tall Chen Zhong, at that moment, seemed like he was going to fly.”

”He pierced through Camp Nou’s sky.”

”Scoring a brilliant header over Valdes.”

”Valdes had no way, even if he stretched out his arms, there was no way.”

When the ball hit the net, the entire Camp Nou fell silent for a moment, and Barcelona fans awoke to the cheers of Real Madrid fans.

And when they came to their senses, they immediately gave Chen Zhong their warm greetings.

But does Chen Zhong care?

No, he doesn’t care.

He even gestures as if listening, raising his arms as if to say, louder, louder, it’s too damn quiet, I can’t hear you!

This provocative act drives Barcelona fans mad, even throwing many objects when Chen Zhong does his signature celebration.

But amidst the rain of debris, Chen Zhong stands motionless.

Security personnel with riot shields guard beside Chen Zhong, in front of them a rage-faced group of Barcelona fans, while Chen Zhong turns his back on them, raising his arms pointing to the number on his back, with a serene smile.

This scene captures many fans’ hearts.

And online, many discuss that goal just now.

[Wow, he jumped so high!]

[Is Barcelona’s goalkeeper that short? His arms seem so short too.]

[Does anyone know how high Chen Zhong jumped? Was it 3 meters? Really so high!]

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Real Madrid players gather around Chen Zhong, unable to hide their excitement. Enveloped by his teammates, Chen Zhong fiercely looks at Abidal, staring back from a distance.

Abidal’s body shudders, perhaps due to his psychological state, he feels a warning in Chen Zhong’s gaze.

At the beginning of the match, Abidal interrupted a Real Madrid attack with a foul.

Messi stands on the field, watching Chen Zhong encircled, determination in his eyes. The differences between Barcelona and Real Madrid are multifaceted.

Whether in tactics or player height.

It now seems Barcelona is determined to stick to ground passing, while Real Madrid opts for aerial deliveries.

On the internet, some fans even joke about Camp Nou’s height restrictions.

Quick-witted netizens have even made GIFs of Chen Zhong overpowering Valverde to score, complete with text.

Camp Nou Height Limit?

Hope they really exist.

After this goal, Mourinho celebrates wildly on the sidelines, and if not for the rules, he would probably want to run in front of Guardiola and yell.

Guardiola wears a bitter expression; Chen Zhong, this ”bulldozer,” this ”tank,” this ”steamroller,” truly plagues him.

Especially since Real Madrid’s frontline houses two Ballon d’Or winners, Cristiano Ronaldo and Kaka.

Barcelona might be dazzled by Chen Zhong, but they cannot ignore these two Ballon d’Or winners, for when they erupt, it often costs the opponent dearly.

”Both teams are back on equal footing.”

”Chen Zhong’s goal allows Real Madrid to face the opponent more comfortably.”

”Barcelona certainly won’t settle for a draw at Camp Nou.”

”Now it all depends on which team seizes the opportunity in the upcoming match.”