Soccer: If they're using these kinds of cheats, what's the point of training?

The game continues.

After equalizing, Auxerre's momentum clearly picked up. But Lyon didn't back down; they continued their high-intensity pressing and rapid transitions between attack and defense.

Claude Pierre had an exceptional ability to execute tactics; his players were like a precise machine on the field, with every gear operating according to a predetermined path.

In the eleventh minute, Lyon created another threat.

Pjanic received the ball in midfield, noticed that Auxerre's right-back Minho was positioned far forward, and sent a long, over-the-top pass behind the Auxerre defense.

Govou made a high-speed run and received the ball on the right side of the penalty area. Instead of shooting, he passed the ball across to Lisandro Lopez at the edge of the penalty area.

Lopez received the ball with his back to goal, and Grihidin closed in from behind. Instead of trying to contest it, Lopez passed the ball back to Makon, who was making a run into the box.

Macon unleashed a powerful shot – but Humbert blocked it out of bounds with his body.

Corner kick.

Pjanic took the corner kick, and Chris headed the ball towards the goal in the penalty area—but Sorin made the save.

"Lyon's attacks are coming wave after wave!" Barthe shouted. "Auxerre's defense is under immense pressure! If it weren't for Sorin's improved form today, the score might have been different!"

Dugarry frowned: "Auxerre's midfield is completely out of control. Defensively, they can't stop Lyon's attacks, and offensively, they can't provide good passes to Zhang Kuang and Yellen. Only once before did they give Zhang Kuang a pass, which he turned into a goal."

"That's the problem Auxerre has right now," Butt said. "Auxerre's midfield and defense have declined too quickly in the second half of the season. Even if they win the title this season, they'll collapse next season once Jorge Chan leaves."

Dugarry: "Maybe they haven't even thought about next season? They just want to win one title. They're not a powerhouse, why would they want to win every year?"

Bart gave a wry smile: "..."

---

Sixteenth minute.

The opportunity is here.

Lyon's corner kick was punched away by Sorin, and the ball fell to Pedretti outside the penalty area. Pedretti didn't control the ball, but instead played a through ball to Zhang Kuang near the center circle.

Zhang Kuang received the ball with his back to the goal, and Toulalan closed in from behind.

This time, Toulalan was smarter. He didn't rush in to grab the weapon, but instead used his body to firmly block Zhang Kuang, giving him no room to turn around.

But Zhang Kuang had no intention of turning back.

He flicked the ball with his left foot and turned his body to the right—not to dribble past anyone, but to pass the ball to Olic, who was making a run down the wing.

Olic received the ball on the right flank, and Lyon's left-back Sissoko rushed towards him. Instead of forcing the attack, Olic passed the ball across to Pedretti, who had dropped back to receive it in the center.

Pedretti didn't stop the ball, but sent a long diagonal pass to the left wing.

Zhang Kuang had somehow switched to the left wing.

He received the ball near the sideline, and Lyon's right-back Rewie and midfielder Makon rushed over at the same time—the two men, one in front and one behind, blocked his path to the basket.

Zhang Kuang didn't resort to force.

He passed the ball back to Berto, who had made a run down the wing, and then quickly moved forward himself.

Berto didn't stop the ball, but instead sent a through pass into the space on the left side of the penalty area.

Zhang Kuang received the ball at the corner of the six-yard box.

Lyon's center-back Boumsong rushed in from the front, blocking the shooting angle. Goalkeeper Lloris also rushed out of his goal to block the near post.

Zhang Kuang did not take a shot.

He passed the ball across to Yellen in the center of the penalty area with his left foot, then made a lateral run, rounding around Boumsong to the right side of the six-yard box.

Yellen didn't take credit for it; she simply stepped back and did the work.

The ball rolled to Zhang Kuang's feet.

An empty door.

Push shot.

2: 1.

"GOOOOOOOOOOOOOAL!!!"

Bate's voice was hoarse. "A brace! A wild brace! In the sixteenth minute, Auxerre takes the lead!"

"This is a goal achieved through teamwork!" Dugarry exclaimed. "From intercepting the ball in the backfield to scoring in the front, it took seven passes! Zhang Kuang initiated the attack from his own half and ultimately finished it off himself! That's what a free-roaming forward looks like! That's the power of one person to change a team!"

For the first ten minutes or so, Auxerre was on the defensive and struggled to get the ball forward. However, their only two successful passes forward resulted in goals.

Such a conversion rate is terrifying. Most importantly, his goal conversion rate is unbelievably high. I feel like he's more like a machine than a person...

Zhang Kuang made a "Siu" celebration gesture this time.

Jump up, turn around, and swing your arms back—

"Siu————!"

In the away stands, the red section joined in the chanting. The voices of several hundred Chinese fans drowned out the silence of the more than 40,000 home fans.

Grihidin rushed over and grabbed Zhang Kuang, shouting, "You're a god! You're the fucking god of war!"

Pedretti ran over and patted the back of Zhang Kuang's head: "Good shot."

……

On the sidelines, Fernandez finally couldn't hold back any longer.

He rushed to the sidelines, pumped his fist hard, and then turned to give assistant coach Stefano a high-five.

At that moment, he was as excited as a child. His first championship was within reach, which was undoubtedly a huge thrill for a coach who had never won a title before.

Claude Pierre stood on the other side of the field, his expression shifting from frozen to bewildered.

He made all the preparations before the match – high pressing, lightning-fast goals, midfield strangulation, and defensive tightening.

His plan was executed perfectly in the fifth minute.

But Zhang Kuang shattered his plans with two goals.

A 35-meter long-range shot and a team play initiated from the backfield—two completely different ways of scoring, showcasing two completely different dimensions of the same person's ability.

Pierre took a deep breath, walked to the sidelines, and gestured to his players – retreat, stop attacking, defend first.

We can't let Zhang Kuang get the ball anymore.

When Lyon decided to play defensively, the game became a mess. The ball was basically choked up in midfield. The two sides exchanged blows and there was a bit of intense competition. Just as the fight was about to escalate into a heated confrontation, the halftime break ended!

During halftime, both teams made meticulous plans. The Chinese fans received friendly guidance from the French fans. However, some fans were still not used to it, as they could hear two men excitedly colliding and shouting in the men's restroom stall.

Seeing the Chinese fans trembling with fear, the French fans burst into laughter, as if they had discovered something extraordinary.

Some French fans even asked Chinese fans why they were so shy. Aren't they supposed to be outgoing and open? They even brought four women home in one night.

Chinese fans: "..."

They expressed their fear, saying, "Aren't Westerners supposed to be very civilized? Why is there such a strong smell of urine everywhere, pickpockets everywhere, and shops closed, making it inconvenient to buy things? And why is it that people are so used to the kind of things that happen in men's restrooms?"

Chinese fans are trembling with fear!