"Oh my god, what did I just see! This is San Remo's longest goal in the Italian Third Division so far! Thirty-five meters! How can he fire from such a distance?"
"Lu Yang's speed is really fast, after intercepting the ball, he dribbled all the way down, and Feipi's defenders couldn't keep up with him. Bai Zhami cut through the middle, causing trouble for Feipi's defenders."
"It was this moment of hesitation that gave Lu Yang the best angle and space."
"A violent volley, this is Lu Yang's forte. Whether it was Carrel or Best, they were not short of such brilliant goals. As the Crown Prince of Purple Lily and Italy's Best, it's no surprise Lu Yang has such capability."
"There are no wrong names, only wrong nicknames! Every title Lu Yang holds explains his terror!"
"The cheers at the scene are loud, San Remo hasn't won in four games, now Lu Yang brings them hope of victory. Today, can they defend the dignity of their home court? Let's wait and see!"
