Chapter 180: Barcelona Treasure Chest, Far-Corner Curling Shot Lv6

"Villarreal!"

"Villarreal!"

"Tom!"

"Wow!!"

Walking out of the player tunnel, Tang Ye heard the fans shouting his name, so he raised his hand to greet them.

A match with immense pressure!

After shaking hands with the fourth official, Escrivá took his position on the sideline.

The team's tactics had been modified at the last minute, so some players might forget exactly how to play; Escrivá needed to serve as a reminder.

"Beep!"

The second half has begun!

Barcelona's attack was fierce, but Tang Ye kept firmly in mind what Escrivá had said during halftime.

He did not drop too deep; instead, he let Sansone and Bakambu on the wings participate in defense as much as possible.

It had to be said that Escrivá's arrangement was quite effective.

Compared to Tang Ye, who only knew how to tackle, both Sansone and Bakambu were superior not only in defensive technique but also in defensive experience.

In the 49th minute of the second half, Bakambu even completed a one-on-one defense against Messi on the right wing.

"Wow!"

"Beautiful play, Bakambu!"

"We should consider a counterattack!"

"Tang Ye is running forward!"

"We can see that Tang Ye's positioning in the second half is even more advanced than in the first half; this must be a specific adjustment made by head coach Escrivá!"

After snatching the ball from under Messi's feet, Bakambu immediately passed it to González, who was running forward along the touchline.

With right-winger Bakambu tracking back to defend, does that mean Villarreal currently has no one in the right-winger position?

No!

GG Bond is right there!

Bang!

González played a low through-ball directly toward Tang Ye.

Ugh!

While running, Tang Ye bent down, letting the ball fly over his head to the front.

Then he continued running forward!

The camera focused on Tang Ye; fans in the broadcast studio and those watching the big screen at the stadium saw the brilliant smile on Tang Ye's face.

Fans familiar with Tang Ye knew that he only played this happily when pretending to be a striker!

Slap!

At this moment, in the center, Haller was making a forward run at tremendous speed.

Arriving simultaneously were Sansone, Costa, and Rodri.

Every time Tom pretended to be a striker, he played with extreme seriousness.

It felt like this time there might be a chance?

Running toward a suitable position, Tang Ye kept observing along the way.

Haller had already arrived at his spot, but he was marked tightly by Piqué and had absolutely no opportunity.

Other players in open space had not run into good positions.

With no other option, Tang Ye could only first trap the ball with his foot.

Suárez ran toward Tang Ye.

Tang Ye remained extremely calm, first letting Suárez get a bit closer to him.

Okay, that's close enough!

"Tang Ye, facing Suárez's one-on-one defense, Tang Ye chooses..."

"Tang Ye chooses to first, first spin around. Hmm, it's clear that Tang Ye's mindset is still very steady."

"Suárez seems to have been provoked; he's coming straight up for physical contact with Tang Ye!"

"Holding the ball with his back to goal, González is coming from behind to support."

"Tang Ye passes back!"

After this series of moves, Villarreal's attack still failed to penetrate, leaving He Wei slightly embarrassed.

But it didn't matter; as a veteran commentator, whitewashing this sequence of plays by Tang Ye was far too easy for He Wei.

"Because he couldn't find a suitable passing option, Tang Ye chose to shield the ball in place."

"This is a relatively wise decision, because we know Barcelona's defenders are quite aggressive; stopping in this position first can better avoid losing possession to the opponent, and Tang Ye's approach..."

"Eh! Tang Ye is running straight into the penalty area!"

"After the back pass, Villarreal suddenly launched an attack against Barcelona!"

In the camera shot, after passing the ball back to González, Tang Ye suddenly turned around and ran directly behind Suárez.

Then he ran diagonally straight into the penalty area.

Seizing the opportunity, González played a through-ball in front of Tang Ye just before Suárez could charge up.

Here it comes!

Tang Ye knocked the ball with his right foot to Rodri, who then played a low pass forward to Haller, who had dropped back to the very front to receive.

"To me!"

Tang Ye pointed at an empty space in front of him; Ale, who had just intended to shoulder Piqué and turn for a shot himself, gently pushed the ball with his right foot into the open ground before Tang Ye.

Tang Ye rushed forward!

He had already assessed the positioning of the defenders inside the penalty area in advance.

As for the goal, there was no need to look; Tang Ye knew roughly how high and wide it was.

Pa!

【De Bruyne Far-Corner Curling Shot Lv4: Realistic】

Proficiency: 73/400

The leather ball flew past the right side of Piqué's head; the Spanish defender turned his head, trying to block it.

But he failed to make contact!

Goalkeeper ter Stegen's current position was blocked by Ale and Piqué; he did not see the instant Tang Ye shot, but he heard a tremendous boom.

That was one hundred percent the sound of a shot!

Shifting rapidly to the right like a crab, then leaping into the air!

It was already too late.

Tang Ye's 75 shooting attribute combined with his Lv4 Far-Corner Curling Shot.

The angle of this shot was extremely tricky!

Under the gaze of over thirty thousand people on site, Tang Ye's curling shot flew straight into the net.

"ggggg——ooooo——lllll!!!!"

"Goal! Goal!"

"A long-range shot from Tang Ye!"

"That is a worldie, absolutely a worldie!"

In the broadcast booth, He Wei and Huang Huang Jianxiang roared at the screen.

"Haha!"

The instant he confirmed his goal, Tang Ye's pupils dilated sharply, and he immediately sprinted toward the corner flag on the left flank.

Bang!

Swish-swish-swish—!!!

The newly turfed Ceramic Stadium bore three distinct scratch marks left by Tang Ye.

The home fans in the stands were going wild!

"Tommm!!!"

Sansone and Costa ran toward Tang Ye simultaneously; Sansone even jumped directly onto Tang Ye's back.

Leaving aside just how perfect this goal was for the moment.

This was the goal that equalized the score!

Less than ten minutes into the second half, the Yellow Submarine had already leveled the match!

It was now 2:2!

"Damn..."

Escrivá reached out to touch his hair.

It was still that same faint, elusive sensation.

This feeling was correct; it provided Escrivá with a profound sense of security!

While the Yellow Submarine players continued celebrating, the director first cut to goalkeeper ter Stegen sitting on the ground, then replayed the defensive sequence of that attacking play.

"Come! Let's take a look at Tang Ye's attack just now."

"First, the stationary spin facing Suárez; this was indeed waiting for teammates on the far end to get into position, but while spinning, Tang Ye also observed the situation behind him—he saw González coming to support."

"Using the spin to draw Suárez into pressing!"

"Yes, exactly like that."

Huang Huang Jianxiang affirmed He Wei's analysis: "Suárez is not so easily dribbled past; Tang Ye knows this, so he first used some special methods to draw Suárez over, before executing the one-two pass."

"Yes, that's right; Villarreal has completely executed this attack."

"52nd minute of the match! Villarreal equalizes the score."

【Holy crap, so in the end we still have to rely on Tang Tang Qiuwang.】

【Couldn't he get an assist? What if the combined assists of MSN exceed Tang Ye's?】

【Worldie! GG Bond is still so handsome.】

【Invincible, brothers! Equalizing against Barça right at the start of the second half; I'm already looking forward to Tang Ye's next Transfermarkt valuation.】

【Boss Messi seems to have had his mentality shattered; he didn't even touch the ball before the goal went in.】

"Tom!"

Bang bang!

"Tom!"

Bang bang

【You have obtained Counterattack Points *15】

【At 39 years old, you scored an equalizing goal while Barcelona's main players were not all successfully registered. Although this current Barcelona is far less formidable than during the MSN era, it remains a decent achievement for you, who have come out of retirement.】

【You have obtained additional Counterattack Points *80】

Standing in his position waiting for Suárez to take the kickoff, Tang Ye heard the fans in the stands chanting his name.

A very comfortable feeling!

Right now, Tang Ye only wanted to win this match, then hug his MVP trophy and go down to the stands to celebrate together with the fans.

That would be a super moment worth remembering!

Slap!

Suarez passed the ball back to Mascherano with one kick, and Barcelona immediately launched a fast attack against the Yellow Submarine using the kickoff opportunity!

"Villarreal's momentum is building up now; I feel we can give it a try."

"Yes, there is indeed a chance to defeat Barcelona, because several core players of Villarreal, such as Tang Ye, Sansone, and Bruno, are performing very well."

The CCTV commentators could see that the Yellow Submarine had a chance to overtake the score, and Sitting Like could naturally see it too.

At the 65th minute of the match, Barcelona made the first substitution adjustment.

Digne, the full-back with little presence, was substituted off, and the forward Arda Turan was brought on.

Substituting a defender for a forward—Sitting Like's intention was blatantly obvious!

The original 4-3-3 formation became a 3-3-3-1, with Suarez's position moving even further forward!

Barcelona was about to make its final desperate push!

71st minute!

"Go up, go straight up!"

Sitting Like shouted loudly as Roberto sprinted up along the touchline from Neymar's right side.

The full-back made an overlapping run to get in front of Neymar!

Neymar was currently engaging in a one-on-one duel with Rodri, but he soon used his feints to shake Rodri off.

Bang!

A through pass was sent out immediately!

Rodri quickly stretched out his leg, but unfortunately, he failed to reach the ball.

Roberto moved toward the baseline, naturally controlling the pass sent to him by Neymar.

Slap!

At the baseline, Roberto delivered a cut-back cross.

It was lofted high and far; by the time the ball flew through the air and descended, it had landed at a position even behind the arc of the penalty area.

Busquets arrived at the landing spot, engaging in continuous physical confrontation with Ruiz.

At this moment, Tang Ye was on his way back to defend; seeing Busquets about to receive the ball, Tang Ye immediately looked toward the penalty area and the baseline.

"Messi!"

Tang Ye shouted loudly; at this moment, Busquets held firm against Ruiz's pulling and chested the ball to Iniesta, who had rushed over to support.

Iniesta controlled the ball!

He adjusted his step!

Then he directly played the ball into the penalty area!

To Messi!

!!!

Costa hurried over to mark Messi's position; at this moment, Messi pretended to go down the line but actually paused suddenly before cutting inside with a change of direction.

He ran straight past Gonzalez and into the box!

He pushed the ball into the penalty area with one kick!

Suarez, beating Musacchio to the ball, yanked it sharply behind him.

Now the position at the arc of the Yellow Submarine's penalty area was empty!

Suarez's pass found Busquets!

Busquets passed again to Iniesta!

Iniesta adjusted his step!

A pass...

Direct shot!

"Bang!"

It was a very crisp instep volley; Iniesta's shot flew in between Messi and Ruiz.

"Damn..."

Tang Ye, who had just been preparing to closely mark Busquets, stopped in his tracks at this moment.

Goal!

The Barcelona players rushed out simultaneously; Iniesta, who scored the long-range shot, was surrounded and hugged tightly by his teammates. "Vamos!"

Rafinha on the substitutes' bench jumped up, flipped over the bench together with Gomez, entered the pitch, and joined his teammates in celebration.

Barcelona took the lead once again!

"Damn!"

Escriwa clenched his right hand into a fist, swung it fiercely, then squatted down, falling silent along with the home fans in the stands.

The away stand was now lively, with Barcelona fans chanting their team's name.

"Barca! Barca! Barca!"

"Jugadors! (Unity!)"

"Seguidors! (Indestructible!)"

!

Listening to the cheers of the Barcelona fans, Tang Ye stood with his hands on his hips, unable to utter a single word.

Standing right beside him was Rodri; the current state of the Yellow Submarine's defensive midfielder was also not good.

"Rod."

Tang Ye walked over to Rodri, and the latter reached out his hand to high-five Tang Ye.

With the score at 2-2 and another goal conceded, the Villarreal players were now in very low spirits.

Even the captain, Bruno, had fallen silent.

Damn!

Bruno scraped his cleats across the turf, watching the Barcelona players celebrating below the stands, feeling terrible inside.

Check Dongqiu Di live match report: 76th minute, Iniesta scores a worldie, Barcelona 3:2 Villarreal.

【Holy crap, Iniesta actually scored that one.】

【Actually, Villarreal's defense has been pretty good; I feel like playing with three defensive midfielders would have been better. Messi and Suarez kept making overlapping runs; Rodri and Bruno simply couldn't track them all.】

【Did Messi finally conquer the mountain that is Tang Ye...】

While Barcelona celebrated, the Villarreal players on the field quickly adjusted their mindset; Musacchio asked Tang Ye for some gum, so Tang Ye tore his last piece in two and handed the larger half to Musacchio.

"Thanks!"

Musacchio patted Tang Ye on the shoulder; the happiness brought by sugar could help alleviate his current bad mood.

Tang Ye put the gum in his mouth, then quickly jogged back to his position.

The next kickoff was about to happen.

Including stoppage time, there should be about fifteen minutes left.

This was Villarreal's last chance!

After taking the lead, Enrique switched their 3-3-3-1 formation back to a 4-3-3, with Iniesta moving directly to the full-back position.

Enrique's maneuver made Villarreal's subsequent attacks even more difficult.

But they had to attack!

The 86th minute!

"The defenders are pushing up; yes, this is the opportunity Villarreal needs to find."

"Barcelona has many defenders when defending; Villarreal needs to find a way to reduce the numerical disadvantage during their attacks!"

Musacchio ran up from behind, received a back pass from Tang Ye, and kept the ball at his feet.

He took two steps forward, adjusted slightly, then launched a long kick directly into the front field!

It was a chance!

Tang Ye almost instantly judged the trajectory of this ball, because before turning he had specifically taken a look at the situation inside Barcelona's penalty area.

He remembered the positions of the key players!

He turned around again and ran toward Barcelona's penalty area.

Ale, who was being marked tightly by Pique, began running back.

Jump!

Boom!

Ale headed the ball down to Tang Ye, who was positioned at the top of the arc.

He immediately turned and ran toward the goal!

Tom is going to play a through ball!

Snap!

【De Bruyne Curved Through Ball Lv4: Realistic】

Proficiency: 154/1000

The Curved Through Ball was Tang Ye's most skilled technique aside from his spinning ability!

Pique stretched out his leg trying to intercept the ball, but unfortunately failed to do so.

Having once again penetrated Barcelona's defensive line, Tang Ye's through ball successfully reached Ale's feet.

Absolutely perfect!

"Wow!!"

The fans stood up!

"Ale!"

Ter Stegen rushed out quickly; Ale hurriedly made his adjustment and immediately shot.

Boom!

Ale's pushed shot hit Ter Stegen in the groin area, bounced out, and landed at Mascherano's feet.

Without any hesitation, Mascherano kicked the ball directly out of play over the baseline.

"Damn..."

Inside the six-yard box, Ale held the back of his head with both hands; Ter Stegen, having completed the save, climbed up from the ground, ran behind the goal, and roared wildly at the home fans in the stands.

Ale had missed the chance to equalize the score in the final moments!

The camera cut to the fans in the stands; the away supporters were naturally jumping up and down, but the situation for the home fans was not so good.

Apart from a few who were still shouting, most of the Villarreal players stood with their hands hanging naturally at their sides or tucked in their pockets, mouths tightly shut without saying a word.

Five minutes later.

"Beep, beep-beep—!!!"

The full-time whistle blew; despite launching a massive attack in the final period, Villarreal ultimately failed to equalize the score.

【You have obtained the Barcelona Chest · La Masia Youth Training】

Walking slowly toward the substitute bench, a system voice echoed in his mind, but Tang Ye no longer had the mood to pay attention to that thing.

"Sebastian!"

Tang Ye took the jacket from Marti, then he and Bruno quickly ran toward the player tunnel.

Just around the corner of the player tunnel, where the cameras couldn't see, Ale pressed his forearm against the wall, buried his face in his arm, and repeatedly kicked the wall in front of him with his right foot, still wearing his cleats.

Thump! Thump! Thump!

Damn it!

"Hey, don't do this!"

Bruno reached out, pulled Ale over, and turned him around.

Looking into Ale's eyes, Tang Ye could tell he was on the verge of tears.

"It's okay, it's okay!"

Bruno kept patting Ale's back; just then, Marti and Ruiz, who had rushed over from behind, arrived as well, but the two of them hadn't entered yet, staying outside to observe first.

Tang Ye also wanted to go over and comfort Ale alongside Bruno, but at that moment, a reporter carrying a camera sneaked into the player tunnel, trying to slip inside.

Tang Ye moved quickly, shifting sideways to block the camera: "No filming allowed, no filming allowed."

"Buddy, I'm sorry, but you can't film this, thanks, thanks!"

Rodri came over to help block the reporter, while Tang Ye ran around the corner to find Ale.

"It's okay, Sebastian, it's okay."

……

Check Dongqiu Di Match Report: Villarreal lost 2:3 at home to Barcelona, ending their winning streak; Suarez scored, while Tang Ye and Iniesta traded world-class strikes.

La Liga official post-match player ratings, top five.

1. Suarez, 8.8 points.

2. Tang Ye, 8.2 points.

3. Iniesta, 8.1 points.

4. Messi, 8.0 points.

5. Sansone, 7.8 points.

【Damn, I feel like we were just one step away; what a fucking pity!】

【Tang Ye is still too kind; he actually let Messi off with his life.】

【The gap between strikers—if only Yellow Submarine had a Ronaldo, it wouldn't have ended up like this.】

【Ale is actually still top-tier, but he was clearly not in form today; the pressure was too great.】

【Actually, Tang Ye should have taken that last shot himself.】

The fans who had watched the entire match sat in front of their TVs, now in a very complex state of mind.

The match started at 3:45 and ended at 6:00; in another two hours, they would have to go to work.

With this scoreline, they couldn't sleep anyway.

The match ended just as daytime arrived.

Okay, no need to sleep at all.

Unsurprisingly, fans who stayed up late to watch the match would have images of this game filling their minds for the entire day.

First, Suarez scored right in front of the goal, making it seem like there was no hope left.

Then, at that moment, Tang Ye stepped up, kicking back a ray of hope for Yellow Submarine.

Finally, Iniesta killed the match again, directly handing Yellow Submarine their second defeat of the season.

Fans of Tang Ye felt slightly better, since Tang Ye's stats in today's match were quite decent.

Yellow Submarine fans were currently suffering the most!

At this moment, only ten minutes had passed since the match ended; in the home team's locker room, the players were each attending to their own affairs without speaking.

Ale, wearing slippers, stared blankly at his Nike cleats on the floor.

Although many teammates had rushed over to comfort him after the match, the regret of missing a last-minute equalizing opportunity was not something simple comfort could resolve.

"Sebastian is feeling terrible right now; I can sense it."

Tang Ye said quietly to Rodri, who was sitting beside him.

Rodri packed his cleats into his shoe bag: "There's no helping it; for Sebastian not to cry is already impressive. If it were me, I probably wouldn't have been able to hold it together."

Missing a last-minute equalizer in a match against Barcelona.

Only a center-forward like Ale, who had resisted pressure since childhood, could withstand such stress.

Tang Ye nodded, looking at Ale, who was still staring blankly in the distance, feeling very uneasy in his heart.

"Should I go over and say a few more words to him?"

"I think it's better to let him think about it alone for a while."

Rodri offered his suggestion.

Although he could only be considered Tang Ye's substitute, he was, after all, three years older than Tang Ye, so he surely had more experience in handling such matters.

"Alright then."

Tang Ye nodded, turning his attention back to himself.

To be honest, this match was truly a pity; although he had scored a goal worth 100 Counterattack Points, Tang Ye still didn't feel very comfortable in his heart.

Oh, right...

Tang Ye suddenly remembered something.

He still had one treasure chest unopened.

【Barcelona Treasure Chest · La Masia Youth Training】

Originally, Tang Ye's mood was okay, but upon seeing this treasure chest, he immediately felt distressed again.

This was his second regret of today's match.

Instead of obtaining Barcelona's Legendary Chest, he received a useless Youth Training Chest!

Setting aside the Ultimate Chest as a special case, the chests Tang Ye currently knows of are only Low-grade, Mid-grade, High-grade, Superstar, and Legendary.

It goes without saying that this Youth Training Chest is even one rank lower than a Low-grade Chest.

Therefore, Tang Ye held no hope for it; he only wished the template he received would grant him some attribute points.

Just give me some attribute points!

【You have opened the Barcelona Chest · La Masia Youth Training】

【You have obtained the Lamine Yamal Far-Corner Curling Shot Template (Left Foot)】

【Shooting: 75→77】

【De Bruyne Far-Corner Curling Shot Lv4: Realistic → Lv5: Replication】

Proficiency: 0

【De Bruyne Far-Corner Curling Shot Lv6: Not Ashamed to Ask】 Upgrade Path:

Path One: After the Shooting attribute exceeds De Bruyne's (87 points), unlock the proficiency upgrade mission.

Path Two: Use a similar Far-Corner Curling Shot template as a medium to directly unlock the proficiency upgrade mission (obtaining additional Yamal or De Bruyne curling shot templates will be ineffective).

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(End of Chapter)