"Yeah, yeah! What are you doing, Yin-Yang?"
At Stamford Bridge, Chelsea fans in the stands began to boo Su Luo.
His performance was frustrating to watch.
He had missed several great scoring opportunities, and the home fans were losing patience.
However, Chelsea head coach Antonio Conte still chose to trust him.
He believed that Su Luo would find the net.
As Chelsea squandered their chances, Barcelona, playing away from home, quickly took control of the game.
And during this period—
One man stood out.
Lionel Messi.
Playing in La Liga, Messi's dominance was like a dimensionality-reducing attack—far beyond the competition.
At the moment, Messi had already recorded 11 goals and 11 assists, helping Barcelona secure fourth place in the Eastern Conference.
And soon—
The 20th minute of the match arrived.
After a series of quick midfield passes, the ball was suddenly played to—
Messi.
Waiting on the right flank, Messi took a soft touch with his left foot—
Then, exploded forward.
Facing multiple Chelsea defenders, Messi remained calm.
The ball seemed to be glued to his feet as he weaved past defenders with a series of feints and dribbles—
Before breaking into the penalty area.
At that moment—
Chelsea's entire defense looked helpless.
And inside the box—
Panic set in.
Nobody wanted to commit a foul.
A penalty at this stage would be a disaster.
Rüdiger and Christensen, Chelsea's two center-backs, rushed in to stop Messi.
But the moment they closed him down—
Messi struck.
With perfect timing and precision, Messi threaded the ball between Rüdiger and Christensen—
BOOM!
The ball rocketed towards the top corner—
And in the next instant—
It nestled into the net!
Barcelona took the lead at Stamford Bridge!
Messi's outrageous finishing had completely torn through Chelsea's defense.
The Chelsea fans fell silent.
Their faces darkened with despair.
"So this is the level of a world-class superstar?"
"If only Messi played for Chelsea!"
"That's his second goal already! He's unstoppable!"
"As expected from one of football's two kings—Messi is simply on another level!"
On the Chelsea bench—
Conte didn't flinch.
This was exactly what he expected.
He knew that if Chelsea wanted to win, sitting back wouldn't work.
Defense alone wouldn't stop Messi.
The only way—
Was to fight fire with fire.
After the restart—
Conte animatedly gestured from the sidelines, directing Chelsea's movements.
At the same time—
He kept shouting Su Luo's name—
Telling him to move more aggressively.
But Su Luo—
Didn't.
The match had gone on for about 20 minutes, and according to real-time tracking data—
Su Luo had only covered 200 meters.
That's just 10 meters per minute!
But Su Luo wasn't just being lazy.
He was smart.
He knew exactly what he was doing.
If Chelsea wanted to win—
He had to conceal his strength.
Only then—
Could he deliver a fatal blow at the right moment.
So much so—
That Barcelona's defenders stopped paying attention to him.
Instead—
They focused entirely on Pedro.
And this—
Was a major defensive mistake.
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