"A direct free kick!!"
The moment Wang Shuo struck the ball, an incredibly strong feeling washed over him.
'This one's in!'
After practicing for so long, he knew exactly what the quality of his strike was the instant it left his foot.
So, after taking the kick, he was already clenching his fists in excitement, sprinting toward the South Stand behind the goal.
At almost the exact same moment, the entire stadium erupted!
Every single Dortmund fan leaped madly from their seats.
When Wang Shuo reached the South Stand, right in front of the barrier behind the goal, he jumped onto the advertising hoardings and roared at the fans in the stands. In response, the more than 20,000 fans on the South Stand cheered like mad.
The fans closest to the front hammered on the barrier, looking as if they would give anything to rush onto the pitch and toss Wang Shuo into the air.
"My God!"
"A direct free kick from Wang Shuo!"
