Chapter 623 - 325: A Goal from a Long Shot

"BOOM!"

Anfield Stadium erupted.

No matter how many times they saw it, the Liverpool fans' adrenaline would surge whenever Tendou started a run from the midfield.

Wolves were also clearly startled by him.

However, they had enough numbers in midfield, and Dendoncker immediately moved to cover.

The moment before he got close, Tendou's left foot moved as fast as lightning.

"Tap!"

The ball was passed to the right.

In that position, Arnold suddenly appeared, and after a simple trap, he sent it forward.

With a telepathic one-two, the two of them created a gap in the Wolves' midfield defense.

Tendou burst forward to catch up to the ball.

From about 30 meters from the goal, Tendou suddenly took a shot without any warning.

"BANG!!!"

A long shot.

This was not Tendou's most frequently used method of attack.

But with a near-perfect shooting attribute, combined with the all-seeing Six Eyes, and his ability to see through everything, his long shots were naturally not weak.

The Wolves manager on the sideline suddenly had a bad feeling.

Then, with a loud bang, the ball, struck by Tendou, flew towards the Wolves' goal like a meteor.

It was also at this moment that the Wolves goalkeeper, Patrício, anticipated and moved in advance.

A powerful shot from thirty meters, even if Tendou's shooting speed was comparable to Messi's, still gave him enough time to react.

However, a desperate scene appeared before him.

The ball, which should have been flying towards the top right corner, suddenly dropped the moment it entered the small penalty area.

It wasn't that he had predicted Tendou's shot; it was more like Tendou had predicted his save.

The ball perfectly evaded his dive.

"Thud!"

The ball hit the ground in the Wolves' small penalty area.

It didn't slide into the goal along the ground, but rather bounced up and over the line into the Wolves' goal.

"F*ck!"

Patrício was furious, but he could only watch helplessly as the ball went into the goal.

It wasn't raining, there was no reason for the ball to do that.

Seeing the ball go in, Tendou immediately ran to the corner flag to celebrate.

This was by no means an ordinary Premier League match.

Every goal scored was incredibly precious.

Winning this match would make Liverpool the league champions.

Every goal was worth its weight in gold!

Tendou ran to the Liverpool fans' stand, then turned and opened his arms.

He was posing.

If Liverpool successfully won this match and were crowned Premier League champions, then this photo would, in all likelihood, be the front-page picture tomorrow.

The reporters cooperatively pressed their shutters like crazy.

In front of the camera, Tendou was full of spirit, like a king.

Behind him were countless fervent Liverpool fans, who had created a TIFO.

It was a red Liver bird.

"GOAL!"

"The ball is in!"

"A super long shot from TJ gives the team the lead!"

"1:0!"

"This is a priceless goal, the people of Liverpool are one step closer to their dream of the Premier League title!"

"TJ, the incredible TJ! One of the greatest signings in Liverpool's history!"

"..."

The Liverpool stadium announcer did not hold back his praise for Tendou.

[What the hell, how did he kick that ball? Did he install a remote control on the ball?]

[Awesome!]

[It's over, the opponent is going to die in the first half!]

[Hahahaha, the Wolves manager is stunned, a 4-5-1 formation was so easily blown apart by Liverpool!]

(.....)

The referee blew the whistle.

He pointed firmly towards the center circle.

The goal stands!

Tens of thousands of Liverpool fans in the stands celebrated with abandon.

And outside the stadium, in the square outside Anfield, on the streets of Liverpool, in the nightclubs, restaurants, and homes, a roar erupted at this moment, as if the entire city of Liverpool was experiencing an earthquake.

And in the other match, Manchester City were away to Brighton. Guardiola had just celebrated his team taking the lead for a few minutes when he received news from his assistant.

"Boss, Liverpool have scored."

"Who scored, Wolves?" Guardiola hoped to hear good news.

"Liverpool scored, TJ scored a super long shot from 30 meters."

Guardiola rubbed his head in frustration. But he immediately said to the players on the pitch.

"Liverpool have conceded, guys, GOGOGO!"

The Manchester City players, upon hearing this, were immediately re-energized.

Liverpool have conceded?

Doesn't this mean they still have a chance to win the Premier League title?

For a time, the home team, Brighton, were besieged by Manchester City.

At this time, Tendou had just finished his celebration and returned to the midfield with his teammates.

Having conceded a super "worldie" goal so early in the game, the Wolves players' morale was inevitably a little low.

After all, they had no chance of moving up the table. Not to mention the Champions League, they didn't even qualify for the Europa League.

This match, in the end, meant nothing to them.

The champions could be Manchester City, or they could be Liverpool, but it wouldn't be Wolves.

But their manager seemed determined to spoil Liverpool's title party at home.

After the kick-off, he loudly directed his players to launch a counter-attack.

With their numerical advantage in midfield, Wolves gradually penetrated Liverpool's half.

Jiménez received a pass from his teammate and, with a few consecutive changes of direction on the right, finally shook off Henderson, then passed the ball back. Neves took a shot from the edge of the penalty area. It seemed he wanted to return the favor to Liverpool. However, under pressure from Van Dijk, he could only helplessly pass the ball to the onrushing Neves behind him. Unfortunately, their shooting technique was far inferior to Tendou's, and the ball was blocked by Robertson's body.

...

A few minutes later, Wolves found another opportunity.

Not from the flanks this time, but Jota and Moutinho played a one-two. Jota passed the ball and quickly made a forward run. Moutinho immediately sent the ball forward. By the time Jota received the ball, Liverpool's midfield defense had been breached.

But Liverpool's penalty area was packed with players.

Liverpool's players tracked back incredibly fast. The desire for the championship made every one of them fully committed.

"Bang!"

Jota took a long shot from outside the penalty area, and the ball was blocked by Matip's foot.

What followed was an opportunity for a Liverpool counter-attack.

Arnold received the ball and, with a top-class long pass, sent it to the middle of the pitch.

Tendou received the ball with his back to goal and, with his right foot, flicked the ball up like he was playing keepy-uppy.

Neves didn't know what had happened, he just saw Tendou suddenly spin around.

"Where's the ball?"

His mind went blank for a moment, and then he realized.

A first-touch turn.

A very stylish, Brazilian-esque first-touch turn.

This display of skill once again ignited the passion of the Liverpool fans.

They roared loudly.

Mané and Salah made early runs forward on the left and right flanks.

Tendou shook off the covering Dendoncker and sent a diagonal pass to Salah on the right.

The Egyptian Pharaoh beat both Otto and Moutinho and shot from the edge of the penalty area.

Unfortunately, the shot was too straight and was collected by the opposing goalkeeper.

Mané threw up his hands, indicating that he had been in a better position.

If Salah had passed, the goal would have been almost certain.

Salah also raised his hand in apology.

In such a crucial match, he naturally wanted to score.

It was understandable that he was a little selfish.