"Boom!"
Under the night sky of the stadium, where stars shimr, a sudden radiant golden light!
Tang Long glanced sideways, and three seconds later, a loud noise echoed!
These were the fireworks set off on the banks of the Thas.
In an instant, he was already dribbling close to the arc top of the penalty area, entering the 25-ter shooting range.
From this position, Tang Long’s combination of foot strength and accuracy could unleash a long-range shot impact.
What about his teammates’ movents?
At this mont, the starting center Bony was running straight to the right, taking the right-back away;
On the other side, Sterling was rushing to the left, constantly drawing the left-back’s attention.
No one was cutting diagonally in their runs.
Tang Long understood they weren’t avoiding running but sending him an obvious signal—don’t pass, strike yourself!
In front of him were two tall defenders from Queens Park Rangers.
These two were also standing their ground, showing no signs of rushing forward.
This was also a signal to Tang Long—shoot if you want, but don’t think of getting past !
Facing Tang Long, wanting to intercept his ball, Queens Park Rangers players had no confidence; they could only do their best within their range.
In this defense, allowing a ball holder to take a long-range shot from the outside was the choice to minimize the threat.
On the field, the strong sll of whiskey was still pervasive;
This pungent odor ca from the mouths of the ho fans in London, accompanied by cheers for their team, intensifying within the stadium.
Tang Long drew his bow and prepared for a powerful instep shot.
At this 25-ter position, extra force was necessary!
As his right foot was raised high, his gaze shifted from observing the goalkeeper’s position down to the center of the football—
he suddenly caught a whiff of gunpowder.
That was the faint sulfur sll from the fireworks’ aftermath.
[Premier League half-season simulation feeding complete!]
[Fly Eye function activated]
[Beta version testing in progress...]
In a flash, ti suddenly stood still!
From Tang Long’s perspective, everyone seed to move at 0.1 tis the movie slow-motion rate, incredibly slowly.
The pores’ shapes, hair thickness on the faces of the two defenders tense with stress, were clearly visible.
And on their bodies, the jerseys sticking to them were undergoing subtle deformation usually imperceptible to the naked eye with each breath.
The veteran England goalkeeper Green, squatting in front of the goal, was ready, a bead of sweat on his temple shining gold under the stadium lights, about to be flung into the air by centrifugal force during the goalkeeper’s large-save dive.
In Tang Long’s view, everything was so clear to see!
And in the next millisecond—
his pupils suddenly shrank!
In his dark eyes appeared a tiny moving object.
That was a speck of dust.
This was the residue from the fireworks along the Thas, floating into Queens Park Rangers Stadium.
[Test: Aim the football at this speck of dust]
Boom!
At the last mont, Tang Long altered his shooting technique, shaking his ankle to switch from an instep strike to a side-footed shot!
The instant the grass-covered boot fiercely struck the center of the football, ti abruptly resud!
Everyone’s speed suddenly accelerated!
Facing the approaching ball, one defender instinctively turned to dodge, and the other closed his eyes.
The football was rapidly lifted, the speed fast, engulfing the speck of dust from the Thas as it flew higher and higher, seemingly about to go over the crossbar!
Queens Park Rangers goalkeeper Green had already given up on the save.
His posture shifted from bending to standing upright;
He judged the ball would miss the goal by at least a ter, so he instinctively raised his hands without making any effective saving motions.
Little did he expect, the ball suddenly plumted three ters in front of the goal!
The goalkeeper couldn’t even react, just stood there, watching helplessly as the ball charged through the space between his raised arms and into the net behind!
Whoosh~
The airflow from the ball’s passage lifted a few strands of hair on top of his forehead~
Tang Long watched the football that slightly bounced inside the net, his fingers pinching his jersey at the chest, shaking off the sweat within his body, and then took a deep breath, exhaling long mist in this winter.
The entire Queens Park Rangers Stadium was deathly silent.
Nearly twenty thousand people were mute.
It was the sa on site.
The broadcast footage reflected the sa.
But soon, Zhan Jun’s highly passionate voice exploded, delivering an intense auditory impact to the audience!
"My God, what just happened?"
"Goalkeeper Green raised his arms without reacting, the football slipped through the gap between his arms, over his head, and into the net within this rectangular fortress!"
"What’s wrong with him, has he turned into a motionless zombie?!"
"It seems that Tang Long’s dipping shot has completely stupefied him!"
"I thought it was going out of bounds, I’m perplexed too!"
The live broadcast room was in uproar!
Everyone’s emotions were imdiately ignited by Tang Long’s wonder goal.
-[Wonder goal! A 100% definition of a super wonder goal!]
-[This dipping curve was too bizarre, how did Long pull that off, did anyone see it clearly?]
-[It must be with the instep pull, just like a backspin in table tennis!]
-[The goalkeeper was stupefied, Zhan Jun was stupefied, I’m stupefied too, but thankfully the ball wasn’t!]
-[I’ve seen front-foot blasts, inside-foot curves, but that instep pull dip was the first ti I’ve seen Tang Long use it!]
-[Did he just learn a new skill again? Shot skill point 1!]
Teammates rushed towards Tang Long from all directions, even Toure was eagerly shouting.
"Hey, haven’t seen such an aweso dipping shot in a long ti, you kid are sothing else!"
Off the field.
Queens Park Rangers’ coach Hodgson looked incredulous, so much so that he instinctively tried to put his hands into the pockets of his black coat, but he made four or five attempts without finding the pockets.
"Hey, this goal looks a bit like Pirlo’s dipping shot!"
Hodgson and Pellegrini were old acquaintances. He bitterly smiled at the Manchester City coach who was four or five ters away.
The first match of Christmas, opening the score, and witnessing Tang Long score a high-difficulty dipping long shot, Pellegrini was all smiles.
"Pirlo? No, Tang’s shot is much more impressive than Pirlo’s dip, Pirlo couldn’t achieve this ball speed."
...
[Beta version completes the initial stage of testing]
[Fly Eye function initially activated]
[Please engage in deep learning at the Cloud Training Ground]
Thanks to the only goal of the match, Manchester City narrowly won this away Premier League match 1-0, taking three points and boarded the flight back from London to Manchester.
After smoothly securing the Christmas championship.
Even though three days later, there would be the relentless 19th Premier League round against Crystal Palace;
But the pleased Pellegrini made an exception and gave the players a day off.
"All of you stay obediently in Manchester, nowhere else is allowed!"
Tang Long returned ho late at night.
Exhausted, he fell asleep.
The next day he slept until half past nine.
He sat up with a jolt, leaned against the headboard, and searched for the characteristics of Fly Eye on his phone.
"The eyes of a fly consist of compound eyes made up of nurous small eyes.
Each compound eye contains approximately 4000 small eyes.
The compound eye structure grants this creature an extrely wide field of vision.
They can see objects within a 360-degree range, virtually without blind spots in their vision, allowing them to easily spot food, predators, and other potential dangers from all directions while flying, and quickly react to evade or capture.
They possess extrely sharp visual perception capabilities, detecting visual information that humans cannot, such as ultraviolet patterns on certain flowers;
They can also swiftly detect extrely minute changes in the surrounding environnt, even slight air disturbances or minute object movents."
Tang Long recalled that during yesterday’s match, there was a mont when his eyes were extraordinarily sharp and keen.
Even the shape of pores on the opponent’s face, the shape of sweat droplets, and even a speck of ash falling from the sky, all vividly imaged in his pupils.
However, at this mont, as he tentatively looked around his room, he lacked that perception.
He squinted again, trying to see the dust particles on the desk three ters away, but his eyes got swollen and he still couldn’t see clearly.
"My eyes now are a normal person’s eyes, my eyes yesterday were abnormal," Tang Long muttered.
With questions in his mind, he stepped into the AI Cloud Training Ground.
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