This move definitely has the suspicion of a foul.
If it continues, a penalty could be awarded.
"Ah!"
Lu Yang continued to exert force, rooting himself to the ground, and his waist and abdomen began to recoil.
Stiepelman's eyes revealed terror.
What the hell is this... this...
Unless Stiepelman blatantly used his hands, he felt he was almost unable to hold down this Lu Yang.
But continuing to pull could very likely be discovered by the main referee, because Lu Yang's shout almost attracted all the players in the penalty area.
Under everyone's eyes, Stiepelman couldn't possibly give San Remo a penalty.
"Get up!"
Lu Yang roared in anger, his whole body leaned slightly forward and jumped out diagonally.
Stiepelman couldn't hold Lu Yang down and fell forward.
Bang!
Lu Yang's head brushed the ball, then he heavily fell to the ground.
The next moment, he felt a heavy weight on him.
Stiepelman also landed on top of him.
