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Facts prove it.
Cheats are powerful, yes, but exactly how powerful depends on the user's ability.
A sword that cuts through iron like mud will have completely different effects in the hands of a martial artist compared to someone who has never touched a weapon.
Lance is currently in this situation on the pitch.
Equipped with two S-rank templates and one B-rank template, Lance faces Schalke 04's starting lineup.
If his own skill were insufficient, if he were just an amateur player, he would struggle against Schalke's first team.
Lance also hopes to unleash the full power of his templates as much as possible!
Equipped Template: Bachira Meguru - S (Fusion Value 100%)
Equipped Template: Hyuga Kojiro - S (Fusion Value 5%)
Equipped Template: Raitsune - B
Rage Value: 0%
Support Character: Nagi Seishiro - S (Fusion Value 100%)
Support Status: On
Let the game begin!
Beep!
"Lance! He can do that?"
"Beautiful!!"
"Nice!"
From the start of the match, De Bruyne clearly felt Lance was in great form! He was very active in the attacking third.
Schalke 04's attack was intercepted, and it was Bayer Leverkusen's turn to attack.
De Bruyne's first pass almost resulted in an assist!
A through ball was sent to the right side.
De Bruyne cleverly dribbled the ball, creating an overlapping run with Lance.
Their chemistry meant they didn't need much communication; a single glance was enough to understand each other's intentions.
Lance diagonally cut into the right flank, receiving De Bruyne's pass.
[Bachira Meguru]'s Monster Dribble activated!
He nutmegged a Schalke 04 defender in an instant.
Then, unexpectedly, he backheeled the ball to cut inside, beating two players!
Turning to face the goal, having already shaken off his markers in the box, Lance had at least a one-second shooting window. How could he miss this opportunity?
[Hyuga Kojiro] currently has no skills, but that doesn't hinder the basic shooting feel provided by the template itself!
Without hesitation, he struck with the outside of his right foot!
Bang—
With a loud thud, the ball slammed into the top corner of the net!
On LeSports, Zhan Jun was still announcing the starting lineups to the audience when he looked up and saw an astonishing scene!
"Oh! Look at this goal!"
"Lance—beating two players, and he tries a shot himself!!"
"It's in! What a beautiful goal!!"
"Just one minute and twenty-seven seconds into the match, Lance gives Bayer Leverkusen an early lead!"
"One to zero!"
"The King of Bayer leads the charge, slaying the enemy general with a warm drink!"
Zhan Jun's explosive commentary ignited all the fans in the live broadcast rooms.
[Awesome!! King!]
[Lance!!]
[I just joined, what happened?]
[Wait, how is it already 1-0?]
[Holy crap! What a beautiful goal!]
[Lance is spinning Bundesliga teams like tops]
At Veltins-Arena, the thousands of Bayer Leverkusen fans in the away stand were even more excited.
Before the match, away fans, as usual, exchanged chants and insults with the surrounding home fans, yelling at each other across the aisle—a common sight at any football match.
Bayer Leverkusen couldn't out-chant sixty thousand people and were being trolled by the home fans.
Who knew that right at the start of the match, Lance would be so powerful!
He turned the roaring Veltins-Arena into a library.
Look at the ugly faces of these miners!
The Bayer Leverkusen fans couldn't be happier, screaming wildly in the stands.
For Schalke 04, the good news is that the match has just begun, and Schalke 04 has enough time to equalise and try to compete for fourth place.
The bad news is that Lance's form today is a bit terrifying!
"Lance... shoots with a swing of his leg!!"
"Beautiful!! Saved by the goalkeeper's diving effort! Bayer Leverkusen gets a corner kick!"
"Bayer Leverkusen seems to have given Lance unlimited shooting rights lately; he's much more confident in taking shots. Just now, from about twenty-seven metres, he fired directly! The long-range shot was of very high quality!"
"...Another Bayer Leverkusen siege, passed to Lance again... Good! Beats one, then another!"
"Pass to Son Heung-min? No!! A feint to shake off the defender! Shoots directly with his right foot!"
"That shot was so close!! It was touched by a Schalke 04 defender's toe, deflected out for a goal kick, another corner kick!"
"...Lance's long-range shot!!! Powerful and heavy!"
"The goalkeeper dared not be careless, directly parrying the ball away. Still a corner kick; Bayer Leverkusen has already had eight corner opportunities in the first half."
A series of shots were all saved by Schalke 04 goalkeeper Ralf Fährmann.
In every slow-motion replay, Ralf Fährmann had a 'seen a ghost' expression, and several memes could be made from his face in just ten minutes.
Lance's shooting was completely different from what the scout reports said!
The ball speed was fast, the angle tricky, and crucially, the wind-up for his shots was barely noticeable.
Each time, just as you saw him forcefully swing his leg, the ball was practically already in front of you.
He hardly missed any shots; almost all of them were on target.
If Ralf Fährmann hadn't been in excellent form today, he would have been riddled with holes long ago.
But he is not a goalkeeper like Neuer, Buffon, Casillas, or De Gea.
No matter how good Ralf Fährmann's form, he is still just an ordinary Bundesliga goalkeeper.
In the twenty-third minute, Lance's inspired dribbling bypassed the midfield, directly distributing the ball to Son Heung-min on the left wing.
Son Heung-min cut inside past the full-back, faking a shot to deceive his opponent, then played a cut-back pass to the centre.
All of Germany knew that Son Heung-min and De Bruyne loved to play cut-backs to Lance, yet they just couldn't defend against it!
Lance appeared out of nowhere, receiving the ball, accelerating, and dribbling past the defender. He faked a shot with his right foot, tricking his opponent into diving to block.
But Lance's feint was just a smokescreen! The defender was fooled into diving.
It was then that Lance used his right foot to push the ball outwards, creating a shooting angle.
The 'Tiger's' endless power was poured into his right foot!
His previous problem of insufficient shooting power was completely resolved.
His shots were terrifyingly powerful!
Bang—
Ralf Fährmann could no longer react; the ball speed was truly too fast!
The angle also left no room for survival.
A blur flashed by, so fast that the trajectory couldn't even be captured, and the sound of the ball hitting the net behind him was already heard!
"Two to zero!!! Lance scores a brace!"
"Lately, Lance's shots have become increasingly violent!"
Carried away by excitement, Zhan Jun was reciting his catchy phrase again.
Lance's two violent shots ignited the adrenaline of all the fans, who burnt with excitement alongside him!
After scoring, Lance also sprinted all the way to the away stand.
Fittingly, he used a martial arts-style spinning kick to dramatically boot the corner flag into the air!
The atmosphere amongst the Bayer Leverkusen fans in the away stand immediately soared!
"King Lance!! Kung-fu!!"
"My God!! Is this Lance's complete form?"
"King Lance! King Lance!"
If the previous Lance had an elegant style, a dancer on the green.
The recent Lance consistently scores powerful shots, clearly possessing a kingly aura!
With a 2-0 lead, Schalke 04 was naturally unable to withstand the 'King's personal expedition.'
After ninety minutes, the 0-4 scoreline was quite brutal!
The home fans at Veltins-Arena had started leaving in droves as early as the seventieth minute.
The remaining time belonged entirely to the Bayer Leverkusen fans' celebration.
Everyone was waving flags and shouting, little Schalke 04, conquered!
Call Bayern Munich over!