The fans in the stands also noticed the newly substituted Chen Hero—his build was just too eye-catching!

"When did Zenit get such a big guy?"

"Yellow skin and black hair? Is he an oriental?"

Like the reporters, the fans were also buzzing with discussion.

Chen Hero faced his teammates, raised his hand, and grinned as he greeted them, "Hi, guys."

He spoke in English, a greeting everyone understood.

Then he went straight to the forward position.

The Tomsk youth team players were sizing up the newly-introduced Chen Hero, a stranger to them. They had played against Zenit in the first half of the season, and Zenit didn't have such a big guy back then. If they had, Chen Hero's striking physique would have left a very deep impression. How could they only be finding out about such a person now?

Tomsk youth team coach Sergey Pavlov saw that the Zenit youth team had sent in a center forward, and knew that the other side was going to play the high ball tactic.

He quickly called his two center backs, Maksim Davydenko and Alexandr Raschitaev, to his side and asked them to work together to defend against the new Zenit youth team center forward.

Why two people? Not because Pavlov knew Chen Hero was good at heading the ball, but because his two center backs weren't tall. If they were to defend Chen Hero alone, he was afraid they would lose miserably...

Davydenko was slightly taller, reaching one meter eighty-one, while his center-back partner Raschitaev was only one meter seventy-eight... It was indeed a bit difficult to defend Chen Hero, who was over one meter ninety, with such heights. They had to come together.

After seeing who his opponents were, Chen Hero was a little disappointed—he couldn't wait to face masters and test how powerful his header was in actual combat...

Looking at the two "dwarfs" in front of him, he curled his lips.

Raschitaev swore he wasn't seeing things. He had clearly seen a look of disdain on the face of the big oriental in front of him!

Such an expression made him very angry! He was the main center back of the Tomsk youth team. No player in the youth league had ever dared to make such an expression at him...

But he saw it!

He grabbed his partner Davydenko.

"That kid looks down on us," he said to his partner, pointing to Chen Hero's back.

Davydenko was stunned for a moment, thinking he had heard wrong. A new, unfamiliar face looking down on him? He had just met him for the first time, with no grudges or hatred. Why would he look down on him?

He thought of Chen Hero's height and nodded: "He must think he has the height to beat us in the high ball."

"We have to show him what we're made of!" Raschitaev said, clenching his fist.

"How?" Davydenko asked.

In the youth team, Raschitaev was an absolute mainstay, and there was even talk that he was about to be transferred to the first team. Davydenko of course followed Raschitaev's lead.

"You're taller than me, so use your body to interfere with him. And I'll fight for the header!"

Davydenko did not object.

He was one meter eighty-one tall and weighed eighty-three kilograms, so he was indeed quite strong. And Raschitaev's header was excellent.

Together, they might have a chance to defeat this behemoth.

After seeing Chen Hero on the field, the Zenit youth team players knew very well what to do—for the past week, the team had been practicing this tactic: crosses from the side, feeding Chen Hero high balls.

In fact, this tactic didn't need to be practiced specifically. Who doesn't know how to cross from the side? Popovich arranged so many training sessions mainly to give Chen Hero a chance to integrate with the team, to familiarize him with the team's crossing style, and to familiarize the team with Chen Hero's runs.

Even so, his coordination with the team was still a bit off. The time was too short... Popovich sighed inwardly.

Popovich didn't tell Chen Hero the story behind this game, for fear of putting too much pressure on the boy, causing him to perform poorly. Chen Hero couldn't afford to be careless in this game...

As soon as Chen Hero came on the field, Zenit's tactics immediately became simple—after launching an attack from the backcourt, the midfielders would quickly distribute the ball to the sides, and then whether it was the winger or the fullback, as long as they got the ball, they would pull to the side to cross, and only cross high balls, letting Chen Hero compete for the header.

Even his partner in the forward line, Mico George Motsgo, frequently pulled to the side to cross to him.

This team really listened to the coach. It seemed that Popovich enjoyed a very high reputation in the team. These youth team players all respected him. They did whatever he asked them to do.

Chen Hero decided to try out how he felt in today's game first.

Seeing the ball being passed to the side, he raised his arms high, signaling to his teammates to pass the ball to him.

The opponents naturally knew what the other side was going to do.

"Watch him! Watch out for their crosses!" Tomsk youth team goalkeeper Nikolay Tsvetkov shouted, pointing at Chen Hero.

The moment the ball was crossed, Chen Hero clearly felt that feeling, exactly the same as the feeling he had in training... His heart was immediately filled with joy, and he knew he was about to unleash his power!

According to Raschitaev's arrangement, Davydenko was the first to jump up, right in front of Chen Hero, crashing into Chen Hero!

After Chen Hero jumped up, he felt the opponent's interference, but he didn't care at all. His eyes were always on the ball, and his body rushed straight towards Davydenko.

Popovich could clearly hear a burst of sneers from behind him.

He knew it was Potter. But he wasn't angry. Instead, he understood Potter's reaction, because he had reacted the same way when he first saw Chen Hero heading the ball like that.

Any professional coach would react this way when they saw Chen Hero doing this. Because Chen Hero's header looked too "amateurish."

If the opposing defender was a wall, he was simply crashing into the wall... How could that be good?

But he knew that Chen Hero's clumsy and amateurish move could create miracles...

Just as Kurt Potter sneered at Chen Hero's movements, Tomsk youth team coach Pavlov, who was off the field, also smiled.

He wasn't sneering at Chen Hero, but showed a relieved smile. This big guy looked terrifying, but he was an inexperienced newbie. Who goes for a header like that? Aren't you just falling into the defender's trap?

He doesn't even know how to find an opening... There's nothing easier to defend against than that!

He suddenly felt that asking Davydenko and Raschitaev to defend this person was a bit of an "overreaction." He was frightened by this big guy. He shouldn't have been.

Davydenko was happy when he saw Chen Hero crashing towards him, because that made it easier for him to defend. Maybe he didn't even need Raschitaev. He could take down this big guy by himself!

But he soon realized he was wrong, and quite wrong!

Before he could crash into the other person, the other person had already squeezed towards him!

Human instinct for danger made Davydenko want to dodge, but now he was in the air. Where could he dodge to?

At this moment, Chen Hero roared down!

A header with the force of Mount Tai pressing down!

The ball flew over Davydenko's body and into the Tomsk team's goal...

"Wow—!!" A huge exclamation rang out in the stands.

Although there were only a few hundred people in the stands, the closed indoor stadium made it very easy to amplify the shouts, so it suddenly sounded as if there were a thousand people sitting here.

Chen Hero could feel someone under him, but he didn't bother to see who it was. Anyway, he just needed to press the other person down and kick the ball in. As a center forward, his task was completed.

Raschitaev stood on the ground, looking up at the scene unfolding before his eyes...

He was still waiting for Davydenko to create some trouble for this big guy, and then he would jump up and head the ball away. Don't look down on his height, but he was very good at jumping. His explosiveness was very good, and he could often get the ball away later. As a center back less than one meter eighty tall, he relied on this skill to gain a foothold in the Tomsk youth team.

But in the end, before he had a chance to show off his skills, Davydenko was defeated without warning!

He was completely suppressed by the big guy, and he couldn't stop the other person's header at all!

When Popovich saw Chen Hero kick the ball into Tomsk's goal, he didn't care about anything else and jumped up and cheered with his arms raised high.

Just like the Zenit youth team substitutes next to him.

He breathed a sigh of relief.

Chen Hero's performance reassured him.

The cheering Popovich turned his head to look behind him. He wanted to see what kind of expressions Advocaat and Potter had at this moment...

Potter stared wide-eyed at the field. His mouth was open, but no sound came out. The sound seemed to be stuck in his throat. Then his Adam's apple moved and he swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and his mouth closed.

And Advocaat, who was next to him, was a little calmer than him, but the surprised expression on his face was also very obvious.

The smile on Pavlov's face seemed so stiff—while he was still maintaining his confident smile, Chen Hero crushed Davydenko in the air with the force of Mount Tai pressing down, and then kicked the ball into the goal.

Goalkeeper Tsvetkov didn't expect the opponent's header to come so easily. He didn't even make a save and watched the ball go into the goal...

Chen Hero, who landed on the ground, roared to the sky.

He was very satisfied with his goal.

Yes, that's the feeling he wanted! Anyone who dares to stop me must——DIE——!