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Chapter 528 - Chapter 230: TJ-Magic

A few minutes later, Tendou was involved in the attack from the center. After receiving a pass and facing the focused defense of Neves, he decisively showed off his footwork.

A single-footed La Croqueta!

With just one foot, Tendou nearly faked Neves all the way to the Pacific Ocean.

Under the gazes of more than 30,000 Wolves fans, Neves lunged for the ball, but it seemed to be glued to Tendou's instep, moving with the swing of his right foot.

Swoosh

After shaking off Neves, Tendou broke through on the other side. This dribbling move once again caused the fans to gasp in amazement.

Neves already felt humiliated. Hearing the laughter from the entire stadium, he impulsively kicked at the ball, but he underestimated Tendou's speed and kicked his foot instead.

Tendou could have gone down at this moment. If he had, the referee would have given Neves a yellow card nine times out of ten.

But he did not do so.

Although he still pretended to fall, the moment he hit the ground, he immediately bounced back up and continued running.

This fighting spirit!

This toughness!

MAN!

"It's Neves defending again!"

"One-on-one!"

"TJ! Good heavens, a single-footed La Croqueta!"

"Poor Neves has been faked all the way to the Pacific Ocean to feed the sharks!"

"Neves kicks out from behind, watch out!"

"TJ was kicked, but he gets right back up!"

"FAK! That was a disgraceful move!"

"But TJ did not yield! He stood back up! This is a man of our Liverpool!"

The Liverpool commentator used the word "disgraceful" to describe Neves.

Tendou's performance in just ten minutes had already begun to conquer them.

They were starting to feel that this transfer might not have been a loss for Liverpool, but a huge win.

The referee played the advantage.

But it looked like he would, in all likelihood, give Neves a retroactive yellow card later.

After getting up, Tendou continued to advance with the ball.

On the sidelines, the Wolves coach, Lage, hurriedly shouted for someone to take this damned kid down.

He no longer dared to think about winning. He would be thankful to be able to hold on to 1 point at home.

The Wolves' defensive line began to shift. The pressure on Salah and Mané was immediately relieved.

Although they probably still had two men on them, this was no trouble for them at all.

The fifth-dimensional vision depicted everything.

So real.

So clear. So... intoxicating.

Before the opponent could close in, Tendou swung his right leg and struck the bottom of the ball.

BANG!

The ball was instantly lifted off the ground, flew into the air, and after tracing a beautiful arc, it landed at the feet of Mané on the left wing.

According to the Big Data Analysis, the probability of a pass to Mané resulting in a goal was the highest, exceeding sixty percent!

"TJ, an amazing pass to the wing!"

"Wolves, under his pressure, have been forced to send more men to cover!"

"And with that, opportunities for Salah and Mané have appeared!"

"He saw it! Excellent game sense, excellent vision! TJ saw this opportunity!"

"He winds up, he passes!"

"Oh my heavens! A classic outside-of-the-boot pass! The ball traces a C-shaped arc in the air to Mané!"

"Mané receives the ball and chooses to cut inside into the Wolves' penalty area!"

Mané, with the ball, beat two players and was about to shoot as he cut inside.

But just as he was about to do so, Tendou's figure appeared in his line of sight, charging forward at high speed.

Mané noticed this opportunity, tapped the ball with his left foot, and made a cut-back pass to the advancing Tendou in the center.

Damn, it's so comfortable playing with a group of superstars.

Tendou met the ball with a single touch.

BANG!

The ball shot into the Wolves' goal like a bolt of lightning.

This was an experience he had never had in Blue Lock.

The moment the ball hit the back of the net, Tendou immediately turned and ran towards the Liverpool fans' stand, using his unstoppable iron hooves to declare his arrival.

The Premier League fans were certainly not country bumpkins. Over the years, what kind of brilliant moments hadn't they seen?

But Tendou's age was a huge bonus.

That soul-stirring outside-of-the-boot pass—if a player like De Bruyne or Modrić had made it, they would have been amazed. Let alone a 17-year-old kid.

Some of the Wolves fans had no idea what had happened.

They only saw that their team seemed to have changed their defensive formation because of that Liverpool kid.

But the moment their players moved, the ball was kicked to the wing by that Liverpool kid, and then their goal was pierced.

On the sidelines, Klopp finally couldn't hold it in anymore. He turned and furiously pumped his fists three times.

The time was the 81st minute. Liverpool had taken the lead, 2:1.

And on the field, Salah didn't need to pick up the ball this time. He led the charge, and together with the other Liverpool players, they rushed over and piled on top of Tendou to celebrate the goal.

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"My God, that outside-of-the-boot long pass was divine!"

"It was like a missile-guided satellite! Pinpoint precision!"

"Isn't he supposed to be Kaká? How did he suddenly become Modrić?"

The Liverpool fans no longer resisted Tendou.

When the team needed points, he had helped the team come from behind with a goal and an assist.

If Liverpool ended up winning the league title because of these 3 points, then his performance in this match alone would be worth more than 8 million.

Looking at the kid celebrating the goal with his teammates, they began to look forward to his future.

"TJ's goal was filled with god-like creativity."

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"His creativity is breathtaking. From the defense, to the organization, to the final decisive kick, everything was so perfect."

"If you ask me now if this transfer was worth it, I would say that to watch a player like this play, I'd be willing to pay even if the ticket prices went up."

"Our club made a great deal. They brought us TJ-Magic!"

The Liverpool fans in front of their TVs all agreed with this sentiment.

In these two goals, and even outside of them, Tendou had shown so much creativity and inspiration.

His movements were not just flashy but beautiful, elegant, and deadly all in one.

The key was that he was still young, only 17, and in his first-ever Premier League match, he showed no signs of not being able to adapt.

The high intensity of the Premier League seemed to be no big deal for him.

Looking at it this way, who would dare say he wasn't worth 8 million?

The Wolves players were already complaining to the referee that Liverpool's celebration was taking too long.

The referee could only go over and urge them to get the game going again. Then, as expected, he gave Neves a retroactive yellow card.

The head referee had taken a liking to this Liverpool newcomer.

He greatly admired his choice to get right back up after being fouled. This was the mark of a Premier League tough guy, not someone who would roll on the ground to gain sympathy.

Neves felt like his world was collapsing.

Because he found that the foot he had kicked Tendou with was still faintly aching.

This was so unscientific. What on earth did that kid eat growing up?

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