“Tui!!!”
Wang Chu struggled to his feet from the ground, his eyes sharp as he stared at the guy who had just taken him down.
He had a deeper understanding of the intensity of the Championship League matches.
At the same time, he was also relieved. Ever since signing with Lin Dong as his agent, his skills and physical fitness had improved dramatically.
He even felt his body was less prone to injuries now.
Otherwise, with his previous physical condition, he would have been taken off the field after being knocked down so many times.
How could he still be as lively as he was now? The only issue was the aches and pains from being taken down.
But this wouldn't affect his game at all.
Wang Chu didn't know what had happened to his body, but he knew it was all thanks to Lin Dong.
Since neither Wang Chu nor Drinkwater in midfield were particularly strong defensively,
when the game reached the 65th minute, Middlesbrough's midfielder easily bypassed Wang Chu's tackle and then, with a one-two pass, evaded Drinkwater.
The ball was now just one defensive line away from Leicester's goal.
Middlesbrough's striker was also quickly running into position, constantly calling for the ball.
However!
Middlesbrough's midfielder didn't pass to the striker.
Instead, he sent a sideways pass to the right of the penalty area.
"???????"
Wang Chu, who was tracking back, was also confused.
Suddenly!
A figure swiftly raced past Wang Chu, charging towards the ball.
"No way!!"
It turned out that Middlesbrough's right-back had been moving up without anyone noticing.
After receiving the ball, the right-back didn't slow down at all, quickly charging into the penalty area.
Draet and Konchesky couldn't get there in time to double-team him; he had already broken into the penalty area.
He then passed the ball to his striker, and *Whoosh*!!
Middlesbrough's striker seized the opportunity.
The ball flew into the net, making the score 2:2!
"Oh!!!"
"......"
What a dramatic turn of events! The Middlesbrough fans, seeing this scene, erupted in cheers.
Lin Dong, however, was frowning, watching the score on the field.
"It's completely changed! Could this be the butterfly effect?!"
Lin Dong knew very well that in the previous life, Middlesbrough and Leicester had ended up with a score of 1:2.
But now Middlesbrough had stubbornly equalized.
"See? That's the power of Middlesbrough!"
"One more goal!!"
"Damn Leicester..."
Middlesbrough's fans were buzzing with excitement.
The game resumed.
"After conceding a goal, find a way to score another one, push up!!"
Pearson was extremely displeased with his team conceding a goal.
But there was no way to change what had already happened.
He could only strengthen his team's offense, hoping to score before the end of the game.
After all!
Leicester's goal this season was to win the Championship League, and losing the first round of the Championship League would undoubtedly be a major blow to the team's morale.
Under Pearson's orders, Leicester's formation pressed forward, with their defenders even crossing midfield.
However.
After conceding that goal, Middlesbrough actually abandoned their offense altogether.
They formed a bus in their own half.
Leicester's attack was fierce, but Middlesbrough kept intercepting them.
In the 73rd minute, after bouncing around, the ball fell to right winger James' feet.
James took the ball and immediately ran towards the sideline.
Middlesbrough's left-back quickly met him, trying to intercept James.
But!
Who was James? He was a renowned right winger in the Championship League.
No fancy moves, just a simple acceleration and a quick dribble sent Middlesbrough's left-back sprawling.
James immediately raised his foot to cross, and the ball flew towards the penalty area.
Seeing this, Wood ran towards where the ball was going to land.
However.
Sadly, Wood, under the double-team pressure of Middlesbrough's two defenders, couldn't hit the ball hard, and the ball was caught by the goalkeeper.
In the 81st minute, Leicester came back strong.
Leicester won a throw-in in the front field.
Drinkwater took the throw-in, and after a flurry of activity, the ball reached Wang Chu.
Wang Chu took the ball and turned to face the goal, but Middlesbrough's two center-backs were already standing in front of him, their eyes fixed on the ball at his feet.
Wang Chu attempted to fake them out, but they didn't budge.
They just kept their eyes glued to the ball at Wang Chu's feet.
It was obvious that they had figured out how to deal with Wang Chu.
Although Wang Chu had excellent footwork, a strong physique, and a magical passing ability,
his speed and explosiveness were still relatively weak.
So now, when defending against him, they wouldn't even attempt to tackle him, instead waiting for him to dribble the ball before stealing it or blocking his passing lane, ultimately forcing him to dribble towards the sideline.
After taking the ball to the sideline, Wang Chu saw Wood's position and wanted to pass the ball to him.
However!
Wang Chu was already near the sideline, so the ball he passed out wasn't of high quality.
Middlesbrough's defender easily cleared the ball.
In the 87th minute.
This time, Leicester had a golden opportunity.
Wang Chu was holding the ball, slowly advancing towards Middlesbrough's penalty area.
Two midfielders had also retreated into the penalty area, their eyes glued to the ball at Wang Chu's feet.
Finally, when he reached the edge of the box, because Middlesbrough's defenders didn't dare to press him, Wang Chu had a decent amount of space in front of him.
Suddenly!
A shooting lane appeared in Wang Chu's vision.
"Chance!!!"
Wang Chu thought to himself, then powerfully kicked the ball out.
However!
Wang Chu's shooting ability was really bad, the ball didn't fly along the trajectory he imagined, instead heading towards the right side of the goal.
"Sigh!!!"
The away fans in the stands also let out a sigh, covering their eyes, unable to bear watching.
"Ahhhhhhh............"
"Wang Chu..."
"Vardy..."
"......"
Suddenly, a loud cheer erupted from the field.
"?????? Did the ball go in?"
Some of those who had covered their eyes now had a big question mark on their faces, full of confusion.
The goal scorer on the field at this moment also had the same expression, a black man with a question mark face, looking confused as if to say "Did I score?"
It turned out!!!
The ball flew quickly towards the right side of the goal, about to fly out of bounds when suddenly a blue figure appeared in the flight path of the ball.
"Bang!!"
The ball was flying too fast; Vardy didn't even have time to react before his foot collided with the ball.
The ball then deflected into the goal, and Middlesbrough's goalkeeper didn't even react.
GOAL!!!
"The goal scorer is-Vardy!!!"
"Vardy!"
"Vardy..."
The stadium erupted in loud shouts.