The road to godhood starting from Ligue 1

Chapter 77: His Era
The Sassoon Stadium was in a state of excitement!
The ball went in!
After shaking off Palova, Gaio faced Pero who came to defend and made a very determined shot.

Left-foot shot to the far corner!

As a talented striker, his shooting skills were undoubtedly demonstrated at this moment. The football drew an elegant arc and headed straight for the far corner.

Goalkeeper Barry Rong had no way out.

"Geo!!"

Shouts one after another echoed throughout the Cesari Stadium.

Close-up on Gaio.

Now he is the only focus of the audience.

After the ball went in, Gaio slid down on his knees excitedly and rushed towards the corner flag area.

Put your hand to your ear and listen to the cheers of the fans.

Bastia's attack direction was the north stand. Modosso looked at the players in front of the stand and shouted with all his might, "Geo! Geo!!"

One voice after another,
His face flushed with excitement!

Maolida, Rothen and other teammates rushed up and hugged Gaio.

"Well done! This is such a cool shot!"

"I thought you were going to break through again. You're so decisive!"

His teammates didn't expect that Gaio would choose to shoot directly even though there was still a defender.

But that's genius, isn't it?

A choice different from ordinary people.

And he can make everyone cheer for him!
The excitement in Cesari was so intense that the DJ on the scene was extremely inspiring. "The player who scored the goal is——"

The fans at the scene responded with all their might—"Geo!!!"

"The player who scored the goal was——"

"Geo!!!"

Three consecutive Q&A sessions brought the atmosphere to a climax.

DJ continued, "The score now is—"

“One to zero!!”

Three more times, each one more passionate than the last.

"The one leading now is——"

"Bastia!!!!"

What is heaven to the people of Bastia is hell to Laval.

This century-old team, founded in 1902, has no distinguished ancestry and has been struggling in lower-level leagues. It only won the French Ligue 2 championship in the 1990/91 season and successfully promoted to the French Ligue 1.

After that, they were quickly relegated and have been struggling in Ligue 2 ever since.

The players were dejected.

Playing in a place that can almost be regarded as the devil's home ground, they felt a little breathless.

Ambroise yelled from the sidelines, urging the players to get up and keep playing defense.

On the other side, Hagibegic and Chatham behind the bench breathed a sigh of relief.

They watched as Gaio showed no reaction to outside doubts, but they were also a little worried that Gaio was being reserved.

Now it seems that he really doesn't care about this goal.

"Geo has grown up," Pierre, who was standing beside Chatham, sighed. "Before, I couldn't imagine how eager Gaio would be to show off, perhaps even clashing with opposing players, not passing the ball, and becoming irritable."

Chatham nodded, "Yes, Gaio is different now. He now has the qualities of a top talent."

Pierre continued to look at the radiant figure.

He was invited by Chatham to discuss the contract. Pierre originally thought that Chatham wanted to discuss Gaio's contract renewal.

After all, Gaio is developing too fast now. If the team wants to get the most benefits, it naturally has to re-sign him.

But Chatham didn't. His answer was - "No, wait until the summer transfer window for Gaio to decide for himself. We already have an agreement between us, right? As for your concern about the low salary, don't worry, we will make up the bonus, the same."

The contract Chatham was referring to is that Bastia's current sponsor, Uhlsport, wants to sign a sponsorship contract with Gaio.

The people from Uhlsport just contacted Chatham to make the connection.

Pierre would not interfere in such matters. After Gaio became an adult in the second half of the year, he would no longer care about these things.

Gaio didn't need a guardian then, he was able to handle it on his own.

Pierre looked at the fans of Cesari, who were crazy and excited for Gaio, and couldn't stop smiling.

Which parent doesn’t want their son to become successful?
On the field.

Laval had already kicked off again, but their offensive coordination was somewhat restrained, perhaps due to the overwhelming momentum of Bastia's home stadium.

Under the pressure of Bastia players, they soon made a mistake and lost possession of the ball.

Bastia quickly passed the ball to the frontcourt.

Want a fast break.

But Laval was still active in returning to defense, which prevented Bastia's fast break from happening and turned it into a positional battle.

Bastia kept passing and pulling at the front of the penalty area, trying to find an offensive route.

LaValle played a full six games in March, this being the seventh.

The players have already consumed a lot of energy this month.

Now, with the back and forth tug-of-war in Bastia, his physical energy is consumed quite a lot.

Gaio's several forward runs have made the entire Laval right side defense a little frightened.

Every time he moved, the defensive players felt nervous.

Gaio made several feints in succession.

If you don't see a particularly good opportunity, pass the ball back and develop other avenues.

During this confrontation.

This also caused some people online who were already skeptical of Gaio to start muttering, "As long as the opponent is firmly in position, Gaio can't get through. This is how it is in Ligue 2, let alone higher-level competitions. His speed and confrontation skills are simply not up to par!"

Just as this kind of speech was gradually fermenting.

21 minutes.

Gaio once again received a pass from his teammate in the right penalty area and stopped the ball in front of his feet.

Stand completely upright.

He swung the ball around with his left foot several times in a row, but Palova, who was defending him, didn't move.

He dared not stretch his feet.
He is afraid!
He could only stare at the football, waiting for Gaio's next move, ready to pounce at any time.

Time seemed to stop at this moment.

Everyone stared at this tiny piece.

Interweaving of teammates.

The run defense of the Laval players was overlooked.

All eyes were focused on Gaio.

Tried a few feints.

Gaio suddenly moved his body to the right in a large arc.

Parova reacted immediately and followed.

The moment he moved.

Gaio twisted his body, made fried meatballs with his feet, and pushed the ball to the other side extremely smoothly!

He instantly kicked off and rushed past Palova's left side.

Wow!

The fans were so shocked by Gaio's action at that moment that they all stood up. This pass was simply a dimensionality reduction attack!

After Gaio rushed over.

Goalkeeper Barryrong was already rushing towards the ball at his feet. Gaio accelerated and moved sideways, pushing the ball towards the bottom line with his left foot.

He caught up with the ball, at a very small angle, with his body tilted, and poked the ball into the net with his left foot!

boom! !

The scene was like a boiling oil pan.

Gaio is the spoonful of water that ignites the whole scene.

After Gaio shot the goal, he lost his balance and fell to the ground.

He rolled up and faced the north stand.

Face to face with these most loyal Ultras Bastia fans with "blue blood".

Opened his arms.

Greeting the thousands of cheers that belong to him,

Welcome this era that belongs to him!
As if, the king is ruling the world!!

(End of this chapter)