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Chapter 951: This Moment Will Decide The Game

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He could feel the boiling energy surging inside his body, grasping the chance to change the course of history.

Then, Su Luo moved forward lightly on his toes, his entire body coiled and ready to strike. On the bench, Robert and Hagen rose to their feet along with the audience, all of them looking forward to Su Luo’s decisive moment.

They knew this penalty wasn’t just about the outcome of the game — it could become a historic moment.

In the golden arena, cheers roared like thunder, crashing again and again like endless waves.

The crowd was completely absorbed, their burning eyes fixed on the final stage of the match.

Whether Dortmund supporters or rival fans, everyone could feel the weight of expectation pressing on this single moment.

Su Luo steadied the storm of emotions inside his chest and locked his eyes firmly on the target ahead.

He drew in a deep breath, arranging his rhythm, preparing every muscle in his body.

This moment will decide the game, Robert thought silently, his gaze never leaving Su Luo.

He knew he had no control now — all he could do was hope.

Hagen clasped his hands and prayed quietly. To witness such a historic moment in the golden arena, cheering for Su Luo by his side, filled him with pride.

The referee’s whistle shrilled. The signal was given.

Without hesitation, Su Luo strode forward with lightning speed.

Time seemed to halt. The atmosphere in the golden arena froze solid.

Tens of thousands of eyes were fixed on Su Luo at the penalty spot, the axis of the entire match.

Robert’s heartbeat quickened, something lodged in his throat.

Hagen clenched his fists tightly, his burning gaze locked on Su Luo.

In the stands, Emily clasped her hands together, confidence shining in her eyes. She firmly believed Su Luo would meet the challenge the world had placed on his shoulders.

Su Luo himself felt the nerves tightening his chest. Unease prickled within him.

But he also knew this moment carried the weight of countless expectations — and the chance to write another page of legend.

Standing at the penalty spot, Su Luo took one more deep breath, forcing his emotions to steady.

He loosened his body, exhaled slowly, and locked onto the goal.

The golden arena fell utterly silent. The only sounds were Su Luo’s own heartbeat and breathing.

He could feel the eyes of tens of thousands bearing down on him. At this instant, it was as if nothing else existed in the world but him and the ball.

The football lay quietly on the turf, a few centimeters above the ground, waiting for his strike.

Su Luo lifted his head, staring at the distant goal. His eyes sharpened — calm, unwavering.

In his mind, he replayed the perfect motion, honed through countless hours of training.

Time seemed to stretch, seconds dragging into eternity.

Then, suddenly, Su Luo burst forward.

His toes snapped upward, his body leaning into the strike — and he struck a sharp, iconic lob just as his weight shifted.

The ball lifted cleanly, arcing high as if pulled by some invisible force.

It sailed past the defenders, cutting through the air with incredible speed, closing in on the frame of the goal.

The goalkeeper leapt desperately, stretching every fiber of his body to stop the shot.

But it was too late.

The ball slammed into the net.

For a heartbeat, the entire stadium was stunned into silence.