Chapter 401: Chapter 87: Breaking the Record! Super Hat-trick! Passive Skill Upgrade! I’m No Mere Poacher! Possessed by Ronaldo

Especially in a one-on-one against the goalkeeper, it was as if Ronaldo himself had taken over.

A series of body feints and dummy moves completely bewildered Cesar.

Especially at the end, he faked a powerful shot to trick Cesar into diving early, but then changed his technique mid-swing to chip the ball. It sailed over the goalkeeper and dropped into the unguarded net behind him.

Luisao and Sidinei both sprinted back.

But by the time they reached the edge of the six-yard box, Wang Shuo’s shot had already nestled into Benfica’s goal.

"GOALLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL!!!!!"

"5-0!"

"A hat-trick!"

"My God, Benfica is suffering a total collapse in this match!"

"Especially after conceding three goals in the first half, their performance in the second has shown no signs of improvement."

"Instead, it’s been Wang Shuo’s consecutive goals in the second half that have breached Benfica’s defenses time and time again!"

"That’s already Wang Shuo’s 17th goal in the UEFA Europa League this season!"

"And on top of that, he’s completed a hat-trick!"

"He has truly delivered on his pre-match promise! Not only did he score to tie Klinsmann’s record, but he shattered it, setting the new bar at 17 goals!"

Amid the cheers of the entire stadium, Wang Shuo excitedly celebrated with his teammates.

But when the match restarted, everyone noticed that Wang Shuo was still running his heart out, relentlessly searching for another opportunity.

He continued to lead the Dortmund players, driving the offensive against Benfica.

In the first leg in Lisbon, Benfica’s tactics had thoroughly infuriated Dortmund.

It wasn’t just aggressive.

It was dirty!

The Dortmund players had returned simmering with frustration.

Now, they were going to make Benfica pay!

And they would get their revenge on the pitch, in the most legitimate way possible!

In the 84th minute of the match, Wang Shuo once again dropped back to receive a pass. After laying it off to Götze, he immediately turned and made a run.

As Götze was attempting a Breakthrough on the right side, just outside the penalty area, he was fouled by a back-tracking Aimar.

The Argentina midfielder was shown a yellow card by the referee, Keppers.

This was only the second yellow card of the match.

The Dutch referee, Keppers, had officiated the match exceptionally well.

The game flowed smoothly, without much overly aggressive play from either side.

"This free kick is perfect for a left-footed player."

"It’s about 23 meters from the goal."

"For Dortmund, the left-footed free-kick specialist is Shahin."

But just as everyone assumed Shahin would step up to take it, Wang Shuo walked over instead.

"I’ll take this one!"

Wang Shuo wasn’t asking; he was making a demand.

Shahin knew about Wang Shuo’s ability with free kicks.

He practiced them almost every day and had taken them in matches a few times.

More importantly, while most people thought Wang Shuo was only good with his right foot, Shahin knew that his ability to take free kicks with his left was just as good.

So, Shahin didn’t object.

"I’ll be the decoy."

"You run up first," Wang Shuo agreed.

Shahin nodded.

After placing the ball, Wang Shuo slowly backed away from it. 𝘧𝓇ℯ𝑒𝓌𝑒𝑏𝓃𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭.𝒸ℴ𝓂

’The effect of his National Level [Inverted Foot] skill wasn’t just developing his weaker foot; it gave him a special ability to perfectly replicate his right-footed techniques with his left.’

’It also enhanced his right-brain thinking.’

’This so-called right-brain thinking was vast and profound, and Wang Shuo was constantly exploring its potential.’

’There was one aspect of it he had never told anyone.’

’Namely, that a curling shot from his left foot had a more erratic trajectory than one from his right, making it much harder for a goalkeeper to read.’

’He figured this must be another advantage of his enhanced right-brain thinking.’

Now, he stood before the ball.

Everyone assumed that the left-footed Shahin would be the one to take it.

After all, Wang Shuo was a right-footed player. While he might have trained his left foot, using it to take a free kick was a challenge so immense it was almost unimaginable—practically impossible.

So, when Shahin began his quick run-up, everyone was certain he was taking the shot, and the defensive wall immediately shifted in response.

But to everyone’s surprise, Shahin ran right past the ball.

The next moment, catching everyone off guard, Wang Shuo rushed in. Planting his right foot, he whipped his left around and struck a curling shot.

The ball instantly traced a beautiful arc as it flew straight toward the goal.

Benfica’s goalkeeper, Cesar, had been fooled by Shahin’s run-up. By the time he realized what was happening and focused on Wang Shuo’s kick, he saw the ball swerving erratically as it flew over the wall.

This made it impossible for him to accurately judge the ball’s trajectory and direction.

By the time he made his judgment call and dived for the save, it was already too late.

The ball flew into the top-right corner of Benfica’s goal.

"GOALLLLLLLLLLLLLLL!!!!!"

"A four-goal haul!!"

"My God, Wang Shuo is on fire tonight! He’s actually scored a four-goal haul!"

"And he’s scored another direct free kick!"

"Uh, wait a minute... he used his left foot!"

"Good heavens! The last free kick he scored was with his right foot, but this time, he used his left!"

"This is simply unbelievable!"

"Does this mean he can take accurate free kicks with both feet?"

"How on earth does he do it?"

On the pitch, after scoring the free kick, Wang Shuo excitedly ran towards the sidelines to celebrate.

The scoreboard at Westfalen Stadium instantly changed from 5-0 to 6-0.

The entire stadium once again echoed with the name "Wang Shuo!"