The jeers from the stands surged towards Chen Zhong, who was carrying the ball.
It was because of this young talent that their promising situation was utterly ruined.
Chen Zhong took the ball from the backfield and pushed forward, with Nunes immediately coming from the side, his eyes devoid of any contempt. Chen Zhong spread his arms, trying to expand his defensive area while observing the surroundings.
Mallorca's players seemed eager to move, unsure whether to assist Nunes.
"Should we go up?"
"Better not!"
"Anyway, he's definitely going to pass the ball."
However, as Chen Zhong gradually penetrated deeper, Mallorca's players finally realized something was amiss. At this moment, the first half was nearing its end, and Chen Zhong, having arrived outside the left side of the penalty area, could create some threats whether he chose passing or a long shot.
Under everyone's gaze, Chen Zhong first forcefully bumped Nunes, who was entangled with him, sending him stumbling.
