Lu Daquan was like a runaway horse on the field, incredibly fast, breaking through with the ball, passing along the sidelines, and coordinating seamlessly with Zhao Liang.
Xu Xiangbei smiled and nodded: "This kid has pretty good skills, I didn't pick the wrong person."
Lu Daquan received a pass from David at midfield, dodged several opponents' attempts to snatch the ball, and charged down the right sideline toward the opponent's baseline.
He was really quick, weaving past two defenders' double team, eager to pass the ball to Zhao Liang in the middle, but never got the chance, as the opponents stationed two defenders to guard him closely.
He had to carry the ball forward, almost reaching the baseline, spotting a gap, he made a sudden cross, the ball drawing a beautiful parabolic arc mid-air, landing towards the penalty area.
