"Deng Kai caught up with Schmeichel and he wanted Schmeichel's gloves! This..."

"Deng Kai wants to be the goalkeeper! It's really Deng Kai! Oh my god!"

"Is Deng Kai crazy? He is only 1.78 meters tall!"

"Historically, there are indeed goalkeepers under 1.8 meters tall, but they are too few. And the most important thing is that Deng Kai has never received professional goalkeeper training. He...should Pepe be the one?"

On the court.

Schmeichel's eyes nearly popped out when he walked to the sidelines: "Are you sure? Kai!"

Deng Kai nodded, very firmly: "It can only be me."

Schmeichel handed the gloves to Deng Kai.

At the same time, Maxa on the sidelines asked: "Fonte, when you usually practice together, is the loser the goalkeeper?"

Feng nodded.

"Look, I'm just saying that Kai has been trained by him, so there's no problem." Maxa smiled, and while talking to Triguera, he continued to ask Fonte, "Then since Kai stepped forward, it means that he is usually the best at throwing balls.

Bar?"

Fonte was embarrassed: "Um...usually I save the most, then Pepe, and then...the second to last one is Ronaldo, and Kai Shao...has never saved a football."

"They, no, Ronaldo is a little afraid of the ball, he hides the ball. And Mr. Kai... he can't bear to destroy our confidence in shooting, so..."

Maxa was numb.

Not just on site.

The commentary on major broadcast platforms has also completely turned upside down.

Deng Kai goes to save some?

Is there anyone left at Sporting Lisbon?

Although Deng Kai is not short among midfielders now, he is a goalkeeper!

Any goalkeeper under 1.85 meters tall is a yordle!

"That's ridiculous! Deng Kai is obviously over the top."

"Deng Kai's penalty kick missed. Do you want to redeem yourself now? The mood is understandable, but this behavior is definitely wrong!"

"No one from Sporting Lisbon stood up to stop Deng Kai? That's outrageous! This team is ruined! Is this what Deng Kai said?"

"Marquesa and Trigla are two people who deceive the world and steal their reputation. They didn't make any adjustments or instructions and let Deng Kai do whatever he wanted!"

"Deng Kai came to the door. He and Zidane looked at each other. It could be seen that Zidane's eyes were full of surprise and confusion. But it was only for a moment that Zidane entered his own state."

Katcha!

No one can hear it.

But a voice came from Deng Kai's mind.

The moment card "Cech who doesn't want to be a tank soldier" is activated.

"Cech, protect me... I will never let you get hurt in this life!" Deng Kai muttered silently, standing on the goal line with his feet, as if taking root, motionless.

His body was slightly crouched, like a hunter deep in the mountains.

But Zidane, who should have taken the initiative, became his prey.

Zidane didn't like this feeling very much.

Deng Kai's eyes and actions are too aggressive.

This aroused Zidane's inner resistance, and he refused to become a guest.

The initiative should always be in his hands.

Because he is Zidane!

drop!

The referee blew the whistle.

Zidane started to run.

The speed is quite fast.

boom!

Zidane kicked out.

Everyone forgot to breathe at this moment.

The football flew out.

Some people guessed the left, and some guessed the right.

Deng Kai’s mind belongs to Cech’s experience and ability to make crazy judgments.

Cech's brain concluded it was left.

But Deng Kai suppressed this impulse from the professional field.

He believes in his own answer.

Even if the other answer comes from Petr Cech.

Of course, Deng Kai rejected Cech's judgment, but he still has Cech's saving ability.

He raised his eyes slightly.

Football, went to the top!

Baggio in the stands seemed to be struck by thunder.

This is...a shot from the sky!

That's a rainbow!

That's...a spoon penalty!

Zidane... wait!

Deng Kai him!

After Zidane kicked the football, the expression on his face froze instantly.

Because Deng Kai's feet really seemed to have taken root, standing still, motionless.

The football flew lightly into Deng Kai's arms.

Deng Kai... saved Zidane's penalty kick!

You could say he was stunned.

But it can also be said that he... saw through Zidane!

Zidane himself, however, prefers the latter.

The cheers of the Real Madrid fans at the scene stopped abruptly.

At this moment, everything in Meiling felt like it had fallen into an ice cellar.

The cold started from the feet, making everyone's scalp numb.

But this is not the end.

Deng Kai held the football and ran past the sluggish Zidane. He put the football in his right hand, tilted his whole body to the right back, and shouted: "Counterattack!"

"Fight back!"

The next moment, Sporting Lisbon's entire army attacks!

All the players ran frantically towards the Real Madrid half, ready to receive Deng Kai's throw or big kick.

Except for Zidane, who had not yet recovered, all Real Madrid players turned around and ran quickly towards their own half.

"Defend! Defend!" Hierro reminded his teammates frantically.

A death race begins...

Where is the ball?

Wait, who is that?

Raul saw a dark shadow running past him, it was the Sporting Lisbon jersey.

That's...Deng Kai!

He didn't kick the ball wide!

He ran out of the penalty area with the football!

this……

Raul even looked back at Sporting Lisbon's goal to make sure, otherwise he wouldn't believe it.

And there was indeed no sign of Deng Kai there.
To be continued...