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Chapter 279 - 19: This, This, This! · Oct 18, 2026

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251 Chapter 251 - 5: Beckham, Chen, and the Spotlight (A Farewell from Ten Thousand Fans) 2026-10-18
252 Chapter 252 - 6: Arc (New Badge) 2026-10-18
253 Chapter 253 - 6: Arc (New Badge) 2026-10-18
254 Chapter 254 - 7: Prodigy! Bumper Harvest! 2026-10-18
255 Chapter 255 - 7: Prodigy! A Bumper Harvest! (Part 2) 2026-10-18
256 Chapter 256 - 8: New Arrivals! Cardozo Out, Ricardo Killed 2026-10-18
257 Chapter 257 - 8: New Arrivals! Cardozo Out, Ricardo Killed (Part 2) 2026-10-18
258 Chapter 258 - 9: Nationwide Jubilation 2026-10-18
259 Chapter 259 - 9: Nationwide Jubilation (Part 2) 2026-10-18
260 Chapter 260 - 10: Debut 2026-10-18
261 Chapter 261 - 10: Debut (Part 2) 2026-10-18
262 Chapter 262 - 11: Starting Lineup! San Siro! 2026-10-18
263 Chapter 263 - 11: Starting Lineup! San Siro! (Part 2) 2026-10-18
264 Chapter 264 - 12: Boldly Inserting Forward 2026-10-18
265 Chapter 265 - 12: Boldly Inserting Forward (Part 2) 2026-10-18
266 Chapter 266 - 13: Pay Raise? Top Salary? Me??? 2026-10-18
267 Chapter 267 - 13: Pay Raise? Top Salary? Me???_2 2026-10-18
268 Chapter 268 - 14: New Battleship Under Construction 2026-10-18
269 Chapter 269 - 14: New Warship Under Construction_2 2026-10-18
270 Chapter 270 - 15: Tackle Him! Tackle Him! 2026-10-18
271 Chapter 271 - 15: Tackle Him! Tackle Him! 2026-10-18
272 Chapter 272 - 16: Hero 2026-10-18
273 Chapter 273 - 16: Hero (Part 2) 2026-10-18
274 Chapter 274 - 17: The Title Race 2026-10-18
275 Chapter 275 - 17: The Title Race 2026-10-18
276 Chapter 276 - 18: Who Is the Real Tough Guy! 2026-10-18
277 Chapter 277 - 18: Who Is the Real Tough Guy!_2 2026-10-18
278 Chapter 278 - 19: This, This, This! 2026-10-18
279 Chapter 279 - 19: This, This, This! 2026-10-18
280 Chapter 280 - 20: Misjudgment? Again! It’s Blown Up! 2026-10-18
281 Chapter 281 - 20: Misjudgment? Again! It’s Blown Up! 2026-10-18
282 Chapter 282 - 21: End of the Season 2026-10-18
283 Chapter 283 - 21: End of the Season (Part 2) 2026-10-18
284 Chapter 284 - 1: Spending a Billion 2026-10-18
285 Chapter 285 - 1: Spending a Billion 2026-10-18
286 Chapter 286 - 1: Spending a Billion 2026-10-18
287 Chapter 287 - 2: Number 10! Number 7! Number 8! 2026-10-18
288 Chapter 288 - 2: Number 10! Number 7! Number 8! (Part 2) 2026-10-18
289 Chapter 289 - 2: Number 10! Number 7! Number 8! (Part 3) 2026-10-18
290 Chapter 290 - 3: End of the Transfer Window (Recommended Reading) 2026-10-18
291 Chapter 291 - 3: Transfer Window Closes 2026-10-18
292 Chapter 292 - 4: Donning the Yellow Robe 2026-10-18
293 Chapter 293 - 4: Donning the Imperial Yellow Robe 2026-10-18
294 Chapter 294 - 5: Declaration! (Highly Recommended) 2026-10-18
295 Chapter 295 - 5: Declaration! (Highly Recommended) 2026-10-18
296 Chapter 296 - 6: Ascension to the Throne 2026-10-18
297 Chapter 297 - 6: Ascension 2026-10-18
298 Chapter 298 - 7: The Quintuple Crown 2026-10-18
299 Chapter 299 - 7: The Quintuple Crown (Part 2) 2026-10-18
300 Chapter 300 - 7: The Quintuple Crown (Part 3) 2026-10-18

Chapter 279: Chapter 19: This, This, This!

”The match has reached the 17th minute!”

”Inter Milan has the ball.”

”Passed to Ibrahimovic.”

”A beautiful backheel pass.”

”Cambiasso.”

”Again?”

Ibrahimovic’s face no longer showed a ”carefree” expression. During this time, he reevaluated Chen Zhong’s actions and confirmed that this was a tough opponent.

Before his teammate passed the ball, he had already observed Chen Zhong’s movements.

As long as he turned around, the opponent would use any ”normal” way to take the ball from his feet.

But...

How can the thoughts of God be predicted by a mere mortal like you?

Facing the pass, Ibrahimovic directly used a backheel to pass the ball out, and when he wanted to turn around to taunt Chen Zhong, who was guarding him from behind, his face stiffened.

In his fantasy, Chen Zhong, who should have been standing behind him ready, had already anticipated his anticipation and was moving towards Cambiasso’s position.

Facing the aggressive Chen Zhong, Cambiasso had no intention of stopping the ball, immediately passing it to the feet of the onrushing Stankovic.

Chase!

Keep chasing!

Cambiasso thought with slight malice.

”Great teamwork!”

”Stankovic!”

”Broke into the penalty area, facing the goalkeeper.”

”Hmm? Didn’t take the shot?”

”Oh no! Beautiful!”

Stankovic got a rare chance, and as he broke into Milan’s penalty area, at this moment, if he could blast the ball in, it would be a beautiful goal.

But Stankovic ”hesitated.”

In fact, it wasn’t hesitation, just adjusting to make sure he was ”safe” before taking the shot.

But this adjustment ruined it.

Chen Zhong threw himself into a side tackle, destroying Stankovic’s shot, causing the Milan fans in the stands to cheer excitedly, while the Inter Milan fans were left frustrated.

”Well done! Chen!”

”Chen! Chen! Chen!!!”

”Ahhh! Why didn’t he just shoot, it was a perfect opportunity!”

”Just shoot!”

The stands showed a myriad of expressions, and after getting up, Chen Zhong immediately reflected.

This game, Milan’s defense must revolve around Chen Zhong to have a sliver of hope.

Compared to Inter Milan’s several threatening shots, Milan’s offense appeared very ”soft,” with hardly any decent shots, not even a corner kick.

Pato was completely lost against Inter Milan’s strong defense, and the opportunities that finally came were either destroyed, passed back, or resulted in weak ”half-hearted” shots.

Inter Milan, with a stable defense, started to gradually increase the pressure on the attacking end.

Chen Zhong was like a red-hot ”tough iron,” refusing to be reshaped under Inter Milan’s heavy pounding.

”30 minutes into the game.”

”The score is still 0:0.”

”This is simply incredible.”

”Many people would think Milan should have conceded by now.”

”But Chen Zhong is the biggest obstacle to Inter Milan scoring.”

”Yes.”

”Inter Milan’s attack.”

”Maicon charges forward, gets the ball.”

Mourinho adjusted from the sidelines, and after realizing it was a bit hard to break through the middle, Inter Milan started trying to find openings from the wings.

Maicon got the ball on the right flank and quickly charged forward. Milan’s wings were like an unguarded highway, allowing this Brazilian to sprint freely.

”Maicon.”

”Crosses the ball.”

”Pass it inside!”

”Adriano.”

”Chen Zhong is marking him.”

The ball traced an arc, aiming for Adriano in the penalty area. Adriano reached the spot early—no, the position was pre-agreed upon.

Chen Zhong could only try to edge Adriano away.

The two tangled, and Chen Zhong gradually gained some advantage, yet the final result was...

”The ball is in!!!!!!”

”Adriano!!!!!!”

”He scored a beautiful... wait?”

”Hold on, Chen Zhong raised his arm, signaling a handball!”

Just as the commentator was ready to announce the goal, while Adriano ran towards the corner flag shouting and celebrating with teammates.

Chen Zhong clapped his hands vigorously and excitedly spoke to the referee: ”Handball! That was definitely a handball!!!!”

”I saw it clearly, it was a handball!”

”Stay calm,” the referee said to Chen Zhong. ”I saw it clearly, I have my own judgment.”

”It was a handball, I saw it!”

”Shut up!”

The referee confirmed the goal as valid and then showed Chen Zhong a yellow card.

The Inter Milan fans in the stands smiled and cheered, while the Milan fans booed.

”Oh dear!”

”Such situations are very rare.”

”Chen Zhong paid for his lack of judgment.”

”The referee confirmed his decision was correct.”

”The goal stands.”

”Yes, let’s look at the slow-motion replay.”

”Ah, it was indeed a handball.”

”But the referee didn’t see it...”

In the slow-motion replay, Chen Zhong had gradually gained some advantage; the two were tangled together.

And when the ball came, between the two, Adriano made it seem as if a fist had grown out of his head, nudging the ball into the goal.

Chen Zhong’s expression was extremely surprised.

Adriano, after scoring, immediately called his teammates for celebration.

This was undoubtedly a misjudgment.

”The referee will be under scrutiny for this decision after the game.”

”But from this angle, no one can clearly see it.”

”With two burly men mixed together, it’s hard to discern who is who.”

”Perhaps we indeed should introduce VCR technology, which is currently being refined.”

”Once implemented, it could significantly reduce such misjudgments.”

The match continued, and Mourinho was in high spirits.

He wasn’t sure if his player had indeed handballed, but with Chen Zhong having a yellow card, it was definitely a good thing.

”People say Chen is a rational player.”

”But just now...”

”He looked like an immature kid,” Mourinho teased with a smile. ”After all, he’s only 17!”

Compared to Mourinho’s ease, Ancelotti seemed less pleased.

The assistant coach brought over an electronic device, showing Ancelotti replays from other channels, clearly indicating that Adriano had indeed handballed.

But in that position, only Chen Zhong could see it.

Ancelotti didn’t want to talk much about watching replays live on the scene, but the bigger issue was how to turn the game around when the team was down by a goal.

”He’s dishonest, a vile little thief,” Ancelotti muttered angrily, chewing his gum like it could be ground into pulp.

But what could he do?

He could only pin hopes on Ronaldinho.

Chen Zhong couldn’t be moved; he was Milan’s biggest guarantee for only conceding one goal.

The conceded goal...

Was a damned misjudgment!

The Inter Milan fans in the stands were happily shouting, singing, and booing.

The Milan fans looked anxious.

With Gattuso, Nesta, and Kaka absent, the current Milan was essentially an ”old, weak, sick, and disabled” combination...

But this is a derby!

A derby means, even if we go down, we’ll make sure you’re covered in ”F***ing” blood, and maybe take a tooth from you too.

”Header challenge.”

”Chen Zhong heads the ball away.”

”Milan’s counterattack.”

”Ronaldinho with the ball.”

”Mesmerizing footwork!”

”Here he comes again! The Brazilian magician!!!!”

In critical moments, heroes always step up.

And now...

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