The Yellow Team placed the ball on the kickoff spot, and with the referee's whistle, the game continued.
The Yellow Team had just conceded an equalizer, so they were eager to attack and regain their lead.
Unfortunately, the Red Team's morale had been ignited by Lin Ran's incredible goal moments earlier.
The Yellow Team's number 15 forward received a Passing from the midfield in the attacking third.
Facing the Red Team's pressing Defense, he did not choose to make a Passing.
Although his partner, the Yellow Team's number 7 forward, desperately raised his hand for the ball, number 15 pretended not to see him, wanting to rely on his dribbling skills to beat the defender.
It was a shame his dribbling was a bit rough; he didn't control the power well, and the ball went a little too far.
By the time he wanted to chase it again, another defending player, who was assisting in the Defense, had already intercepted the ball and then passed it sideways to another defender.
The defender who received the ball made a wide-ranging Passing, and the ball landed at the feet of his midfielder.
The Yellow Team's number 15 forward angrily waved his arm, looking very frustrated.
Meanwhile, the Red Team's number 14 midfielder calmly secured the ball and swiftly advanced forward.
Before the opposing defender could close in, he made an outside-of-the-foot Passing, sending the ball to Kreller on the other side.
After Kreller received the ball, he lightly nudged it to the right, smoothly evading the pressing Yellow Team defender.
Then he saw Lin Ran running towards the penalty area.
Without any hesitation, Kreller made a through ball, Passing the ball directly to him.
Lin Ran caught sight of the incoming ball out of the corner of his eye, extended his foot to stop it; at this point, he only needed to take a touch and then he could take a Shooting.
With perfect-level Shooting skills, he believed this goal was practically guaranteed.
However, just as he touched the ball, before he could even turn around, he suddenly felt a strong force from behind, sending his entire body flying, stumbling and falling to the ground, rolling several times.
"Beep!"
The referee blew the whistle for a foul.
Lin Ran slowly got up from the ground, looking disheveled, and only then did he clearly see that the one who had hit him from behind was Fernando, that big oaf.
At this moment, Fernando was staring at Lin Ran with a sneering expression.
"Watch your actions. If you commit another malicious foul, I will send you off," the referee for this match sternly told Fernando.
"Okay, sir, I really didn't mean it just now. Who knew that Chinese was so weak that he would fall with just a slight touch?" Fernando said with an innocent look, as if he were the victim.
The referee didn't say anything more. Seeing that Lin Ran had already stood up and didn't seem to be hurt, he signaled for the Red Team to take the set piece.
"Kid, feel my power, huh? Don't worry, I'll be watching you from now on," Fernando whispered to Lin Ran as he walked past him.
Lin Ran looked at the other party, said nothing, but his eyes were somewhat cold.
Kreller also ran over, asking with concern, "Lin, are you alright?"
"I'm fine," Lin Ran shook his head.
"Be careful!" Kreller breathed a sigh of relief, confirming Lin Ran was okay.
This foul resulted in a free kick in the attacking third, and it was ultimately decided that Kreller would take it.
Under the referee's direction, Kreller placed the ball on the penalty spot.
Fernando's foul occurred about 30 meters from the goal.
This position allowed for a direct Shooting.
The Yellow Team players formed a wall, watching Kreller, who was preparing to take the free kick, with some vigilance.
"Beep..."
With the referee's whistle, Kreller took a run-up, sprinted to the football, planted his left foot, and swung his right foot high back, like a drawn bowstring, then suddenly released.
"Bang!"
Kreller's right instep struck the football fiercely; the ball visibly deformed slightly, then quickly arced, bypassing the wall, and shot towards the goal.
Kreller's free kick was of very high quality, with the ball heading straight for the top right corner of the goal.
Just as the Red Team players were about to cheer and celebrate the goal, there was a "Clang!" and the ball actually hit the crossbar directly, bouncing back into the penalty area.
This sudden turn of events caused a scramble among both attacking and defending players in the penalty area.
Ultimately, by a stroke of luck, the ball landed right at Lin Ran's feet.
Lin Ran stopped the ball, ready to take a direct Shooting, when he suddenly glimpsed a figure lunging towards him. His eyes narrowed; it was indeed that big guy, Fernando.
Lin Ran's heart stirred. The kick he had intended for the goal was slightly adjusted in angle, then he put power into his foot and kicked the football.
"Bang!—Slap!—Ah..."
A series of strange sounds rang out, and Fernando, who had been aggressively lunging towards Lin Ran, suddenly clutched his stomach and fell to the ground.
And the football, which had just struck his lower body, after rebounding, miraculously returned to Lin Ran's feet.
This time, he no longer hesitated. While everyone else was still stunned, he took a direct kick, a powerful shot, and the football, like a cannonball, flew straight into the top left corner of the goal.
No one had anticipated this Shooting; everyone in the penalty area was dumbfounded, including the Yellow Team's goalkeeper.
Moreover, this Shooting, with the perfect-level Shooting technique applied, had a very tricky angle. Even if the goalkeeper had been fully focused, he probably couldn't have saved it, let alone in the current situation.
So the football sailed into the goal under everyone's watchful eyes.
"Beep..."
The referee's whistle blew, and he pointed to the center circle, indicating the goal was valid.
At this moment, everyone finally snapped out of the series of events that had just transpired.
Lin Ran scored his second goal.
The Red Team players rushed to hug and congratulate Lin Ran.
Meanwhile, the Yellow Team players looked dejected.
"Ah ah oh..."
At this point, a groan attracted everyone's attention.
Everyone looked towards the source of the sound, only to see Fernando, who had just been knocked down by a ball, groaning on the grass, clutching his lower body in pain.
Was he hit in a man's most vulnerable spot?
Everyone had an expression of sympathetic pain.
This was too much of a coincidence; to be hit there, he was certainly in for it.
The referee quickly went forward to check on the situation, then waved for the team medic to come over.
Soon, the team medic lifted Fernando, who was still writhing on the ground, onto a stretcher and headed off the field.
At this time, Fernando, lying on the stretcher, felt a little less pain.
The thought that he had been tricked by that Chinese Kid filled him with anger.
He looked up at Lin Ran not far away, his eyes like they wanted to devour someone.
Then he suddenly saw that annoying Kid, only at an angle where he could see, giving him the middle finger, with a meaningful smile on his face.
"Fuck!"
Fernando exploded instantly. He abruptly sat up from the stretcher, ready to get down and teach the other party a lesson.
However, the movement was too violent, causing a sharp pain in a certain part of his body that had already started to feel better.
"Ah ah!"
Fernando immediately fell back onto the stretcher, clutching his lower body and twitching again.
"Kid, behave yourself. If you keep moving around like that, you might only be able to get a sex change operation in the future," the team medic walking beside the stretcher warned the agitated Fernando.
Hearing the team medic's words, Fernando instantly calmed down; he certainly didn't want to be a woman.