章 545: Deadlock

The referee's whistle sounded again, and the Juventus players went into action. Andrea Pirlo smashed the ball from the corner spot and sent it on a curling trajectory toward Genoa's already chaotic box.

Within the area, the players of both teams had long started a messy battle of pulling, grabbing, and shoving each other. As the corner ball descended toward the box, there seemed to be the smell of gunpowder around the area. The scramble was a fight for aerial superiority blown out of proportion. As such, the eyes of all the competing players glittered with indomitable fighting spirit as they all struggled to outwit their opponents and meet the corner ball.

"Whoosh..."