章 69: Final Grit

The crowd was still buzzing from Juventus' late goal, but Sung Min wasn't ready to give up. After Juventus celebrated their 2-1 lead, the ball was brought back to the center for play to resume. Sung Min's heart raced, a fire ignited within him. He knew there was little time left, but in his mind, one chance was all he needed.

As soon as the referee blew the whistle, Sung Min took control of the ball at the center circle. He looked up, saw the entire Juventus team ready to defend their lead, and made his decision. He sprinted forward, weaving between Juventus players as if they weren't even there.

Commentator 1: "Sung Min is taking it himself! He's gone past one, past two… he's making a run of the season!"

Commentator 2: "He's unbelievable! Sung Min is slicing through Juventus like a hot knife through butter!"