Chapter 399: Chapter 87: Breaking the Record! Super Hat-trick! Upgrading Passive Skills! I’m Not Worthy of Being a Poacher! Possessed by Ronaldo

But in mid-air, the ball came right to Wang Shuo. He controlled his body, gathered all his strength, and powerfully snapped his head forward.

With the help of his Intercontinental Level Ball Sense, Wang Shuo’s forehead made solid contact with the ball.

After Wang Shuo headed it, the ball immediately changed direction, rocketing toward the left side of Benfica’s goal at an even greater speed.

Goalkeeper Julio Cesar reacted quickly, making a diving save, but the ball still slipped through his hands and flew into Benfica’s goal.

"GOALLLLLLLLLLLLLLL!!!!!"

"In the 22nd minute, Dortmund breaks the deadlock and scores against Benfica!"

"This is the Bumblebees’ first shot of the match!"

"The goal comes from Wang Shuo!"

"And it’s a header!!"

"A header, Wang Shuo’s weakest skill!"

"At this moment, Wang Shuo is like a black bomber!"

Wang Shuo collided with Sidinei, but he managed to stay on his feet as he landed. He immediately turned and sprinted off the pitch, running all the way to the sideline to celebrate the goal.

His Dortmund teammates all chased after him.

The entire stadium thundered with drums, the cheers like a tidal wave!

The stadium announcer was just as excited.

As Wang Shuo ran to the stands to celebrate with the fans, the announcer shouted over the pounding drums.

"Did you see that? Dortmund fans!"

"Tell me, who scores for us?"

"Wang Shuo!" the over 60,000 fans in the stadium roared in unison.

"Who scored that goal?"

"Wang Shuo!" The roar was even louder.

"Louder! Who was it?!"

"WANG SHUO! WANG SHUO! WANG SHUO!!"

The whole stadium was chanting!

"My God, this is simply incredible!"

"We are witnessing the entire Westfalen Stadium chanting Wang Shuo’s name."

"Indeed, the goal he just scored is a momentous one!"

"With that goal, Wang Shuo’s total in official UEFA Europa League matches this season reaches 15, tying the historical record set by Klinsmann in the ’95-’96 season!"

"But we all know that before the match, Wang Shuo said he wouldn’t just tie the record, he would break it!"

"Let’s wait and see what happens!"

...

Dortmund’s attack was like a tornado.

It was utterly ferocious!

In the 22nd minute, Wang Shuo scored a header to take the lead.

Afterward, Dortmund capitalized on Benfica’s confusion after conceding, as well as their flagging stamina from the high-press, to launch another quick attack.

In the 27th minute, Wang Shuo and Reus linked up on the left flank.

Reus’s cross from the byline was blocked behind by Amorim for a corner.

From Shahin’s corner kick, Hummels connected with a header at the near post and scored.

2-0!

By this point, Dortmund had already seized a decisive advantage in the match.

Just as Benfica began to mount a comeback, in the 34th minute, Dortmund won the ball in their backfield and immediately launched a counter-attack.

Wang Shuo drifted to the right wing to receive the ball, then laid it back for Götze.

Götze tapped it back to him, completing the give-and-go.

As Wang Shuo cut inside, he delivered a brilliant pass, threading the ball through a dense crowd of players to an unmarked Reus.

Amorim, who was supposed to be in midfield, was completely out of position. Reus collected the pass, broke into the penalty area, and fired the ball into Benfica’s goal.

3-0!

Three goals in the span of just twelve minutes!

Dortmund had left Benfica completely shell-shocked!

By the time Benfica managed to regain their footing, only ten minutes remained in the first half.

In the final ten minutes, Benfica failed to pose a threat, managing only a single long shot.

As the first half came to a close, the entire Westfalen Stadium was still ringing with the voices of Dortmund fans, screaming for another goal.

"They’re still anticipating another goal from Wang Shuo!"

"At this moment, the Dortmund faithful don’t just want a victory; they are desperate to see Wang Shuo score again and break the historical record set by Klinsmann!"

When the Dortmund players returned to the home locker room, Subotic made a proposal, seconded by Reus, Götze, and others. The entire team unanimously agreed.

"Wang, when the second half starts, you have only one job: score!"

"Don’t worry about anything else. Just stay at the very front. In fact, plant yourself inside their penalty box."

Wang Shuo was deeply moved.

’These guys are true teammates!’

’True brothers in arms!’

’Who says I’m not cut out to be a poacher?’

’Step forward and say that!’

...

Is being a poacher fun?

It’s fucking awesome!

While everyone else fought tooth and nail, getting battered and bruised in the chaos, Wang Shuo coolly strolled along the opponent’s defensive line.

In that moment, he finally understood the joy of being "Mr. Effortless."

’No blood spilled, no bones broken, and not a hair out of place!’

Don’t be fooled by the fact that Wang Shuo looked like he was just taking a walk. In reality, every run he made put him in the most advantageous position, ready to surge forward and tap in an easy goal at a moment’s notice.

’The only problem is, these sons-of-bitches teammates of mine can never manage to get the ball to me!’

’What the hell? I thought we agreed I’d be the poacher?’

’Where are the passes?’

’If you don’t serve ’em up, how am I supposed to score?’

This led to a very amusing scene on the pitch.

Every time a Dortmund attack broke down, Wang Shuo would throw his hands up in the direction of his teammates and even shout at them.

And his teammates would raise their hands in apology.

"Come on, my dear teammates, give it your all! I’m getting hungry over here, I want to score!"

As Wang Shuo jogged back, he vigorously cheered on his teammates.

The Dortmund players were now learning firsthand that without Wang Shuo, their offense truly sputtered and stalled at every turn.