Football: My AI System Provides Max-Level Predictions-Chapter 693 - 485: Consecutive front, side, and back flicks to dribble past the opponent! Tang Long toys with the opponent to score the winning goal!

Son Heung-min came to Tottenham with the reputation of Bayer Leverkusen's best scorer of the season, his confidence sky-high.

He's still savoring the moment, the iconic celebratory gesture made to the camera, with scenes of himself overpowering England's national defender Stones with a header playing in his mind.

But just 5 minutes later, Manchester City leveled the score thanks to Tang Long's solo effort!

Any keen observer can see that this goal was a result of Lori being pressured by Tang Long, hastily kicking a long ball and falling into Manchester City's high pressing trap.

But would Son Heung-min dare to blame Tottenham's captain Lori?

He bullies the weak and fears the strong, venting his anger on the team's new recruit, Yuto Nagatomo.

"Nagatomo, what's with you? You can't even handle this header, are you a waste?"

Yuto Nagatomo was baffled.

I rushed forward expressly to push their right-back Sabaleta out, creating space for the central players, I didn't expect Lori's long pass to land straight on my head.

The opponent Sabaleta is not only 6 cm taller than me but at least much heavier;

Additionally, Sabaleta was facing the ball, while I had my back turned, how could I possibly beat him?

Yuto Nagatomo just bowed to Son Heung-min, thinking that I had just given you an assist, and now you're calling me a waste, do you have a conscience?

He grumbled to Son Heung-min with dissatisfaction: "Sabaleta is taller than me, what can I do!"

Son Heung-min still wouldn't relent, snapping: "Who's telling you to be so short, can't you grow a bit taller!"

Yuto Nagatomo was baffled again, looking at Son Heung-min as if looking at a fool.

A Korean little brother, I'm already 30, you think I can still grow taller? Go to Turkey for bone lengthening?

Though Yuto Nagatomo has a cheerful disposition, he actively blended into the team locker room environment after joining Spurs.

Still, he made his name at the prestigious Inter Milan, his fame in Europe is certainly no less, if not more, than Son Heung-min's!

The two argued fiercely.

Seeing both sides on the verge of a physical clash, Tang Long, not having celebrated yet, immediately ran over.

He pulled Yuto Nagatomo aside, glanced at Son Heung-min, then whispered to Yuto Nagatomo:

"Why are you bothered by this SMD? You've won UEFA Europa League and Coppa Italia at Inter, what championships has Son Heung-min won? You're a champion player, your status is higher than his, he treats you like this, just don't pass the ball to him."

In a fit of anger, Yuto Nagatomo found some sense in Tang Long's words.

Before coming to the Premier League, I played at Inter Milan, a century-old European giant, how many Asian players have served at European giants?

You just came from Bayer Leverkusen, why are you acting so presumptuous?

Yuto Nagatomo cursed "Baga yalu" under his breath, turned and walked away, thinking: "If I give you another assist, I'll really be a waste!"

Seeing this scene, Chinese fans in the live stream laughed out loud.

- [Laughing to death, Korea-Japan alliance resists China, barely lasted half an hour before having internal strife!]

- [China proactively intervenes to mediate and resolve the dispute!]

- [I just clicked into a pirated Korean broadcast, when Son Heung-min scored, the commentator excitedly shouted "SMD", but when Tang Long equalized after five minutes, he fell silent for a minute!]

However, after a minute and a half of silence.

The Korean commentator finally spoke.

"Son Heung-min opened the scoring for Spurs, then Tang Long quickly leveled the score."

"The competition for Asia's number one star continues."

"But talking only about these two goals, Son Heung-min is obviously more impressive!"

"Son Heung-min scored with a header while clashing against Stones."

"On the other hand, Tang Long's goal was simply an unmarked solo run!"

"Give this kind of chance to Son Heung-min, with 100 tries he can score 101 times, nothing surprising."

Of course, with the intelligence of the Korean commentator, he naturally couldn't see why, when Sterling headed the ball, only Tang Long precisely identified the spot while other Spurs players stood idly by.

As soon as Sterling's head contacted the ball, Tang Long, relying on the AI system's prediction, had traced the ball's trajectory in his mind;

Coupled with his inherent speed, once he started, with absolute positional advantage, a bicycle kick for a goal was a smooth, natural outcome.

The 1:1 score remained until halftime.

As the second half began, Tang Long started contemplating the AI system's testing task of three dribbling maneuvers.

He noticed that as the second half began, due to his teammate's aggressive high pressing advantage, Tottenham's defense line started to actively retract, the midfield and the front line wouldn't push too far forward, and many times the opponents were already compressed to the edge of the penalty box by Manchester City's players utilizing passing, cutting, and position swapping.

And Yuto Nagatomo, who often ran to Manchester City's half in the first half, stayed obediently back in the left-back position focussing on defense without assisting forwards.

In a 50-50 rolling ball contest, Agüero, who is similar in height to Yuto Nagatomo, directly body-charged him, sending Yuto Nagatomo flying off the sidelines ad-board.

The head referee blew the home whistle, indicating Agüero's foul!

The Argentine looked perplexed, continuously complaining to the referee that it was a reasonable charge.

While Yuto Nagatomo quietly and quickly ran off, looking quite relieved.

Tang Long watched the sweaty and embarrassed Yuto Nagatomo, silently pondering:

"Dribbling, maybe I can mess with him, exploit this guy."

Tang Long's position is left-wing, matched with Tottenham's right-back Walker.

Whether in height or speed, Walker dominates Yuto Nagatomo, so Tang Long decided to switch positions, exchanging with Sterling, from left-wing to right-wing.

Sterling is Tang Long's little brother; whatever Tang Long wants him to do, he does.

Without even speaking, Tang Long made a gesture to swap positions, and Sterling happily jogged away from his position, running over to Tang Long's spot.

Seeing Tang Long suddenly change positions without any tactical planning, Chiwo was puzzled. He stepped forward to call Tang Long not to run around, but Guardiola hurriedly grabbed Chiwo's arm.

"Pep, is this your tactical arrangement?" Chiwo asked curiously.

"Don't rush," Guardiola pondered, "let's see what Tang has in mind."

For a genius player like Tang Long, Guardiola granted him the same level of freedom Messi had at Barcelona back then.

Because Guardiola realized that for players like Tang Long and Messi, any tactical adjustment might become a constraint at certain moments. Allowing players to shine, leveraging their personal abilities to determine the course of the game, is sometimes the true charm of football.

Yuto Nagatomo saw Tang Long suddenly running over to match his position and felt tense immediately.

"What are you doing, don't come over here, go play with Walker!"

Tang Long laughed, "I still prefer to play with you."

Because of Tang Long's sudden position change, recognizing Nagatomo's poor one-on-one defense capabilities, Tottenham had Ali frequently come over to assist in defense. Thus, when faced with a double team, Tang Long adopted a pragmatic approach, not forcing direct confrontations, but instead breaking through with sideline passes, continuously creating opportunities for teammates.

Yet, whether it was Agüero or Sterling, they repeatedly failed to capitalize on Tang Long's passes, which was regrettable.

In the 70th minute of the second half, the opportunity finally arrived!

Tottenham caught a breather in the backfield, advancing with the ball layer by layer, Yuto Nagatomo pressing forward along the way.

Son Heung-min had already run into the penalty area, signaling Nagatomo to pass the ball, but at that moment, Nagatomo was full of resentment against Son Heung-min for calling him a useless player.

Seeing the empty penalty area with only himself, why would he pass? Even if he did, you wouldn't get to it anyway.

He decided to pass the ball back to Ali.

However, the pass was too light, intercepted directly by Ranocchia, who stretched his long legs to block it.

Nagatomo exclaimed, feeling troubled, and not wanting to pressure Ranocchia, he quickly ran back to his position as a left-back.

Physical fitness has always been the greatest strength of Japanese full-backs, particularly their exceptional back-and-forth running, which was the main trait Tottenham valued in him.

So when Ranocchia turned and passed the ball to the right-wing Tang Long, Nagatomo had already run back 40 meters, closing in to less than three meters away from Tang Long!

Such a defensive return made Tottenham's coach Pochettino applaud loudly, turning to his assistant coach:

"See, back then none of you had faith in this small Japanese guy, but I liked him, valued his active defensive running ability."

Tang Long watched the rolling ball and the fast-approaching Yuto Nagatomo, his eyes instantly sharpened—it's now!

Without hesitation, he lightly flicked the ball with his toe, allowing the football to trace a graceful arc in the air, gently soaring over Nagatomo's head.

Chipped the ball over him!

[First chip test completed, position: front]

The first row of Premier League stadium seats are quite close to the field, only about two or three meters away. The Tottenham fans in the front row clearly saw Tang Long's brilliant chip and exclaimed.

Despite his small stature, Nagatomo is extraordinarily agile and quick in reaction.

After being beaten, he immediately turned and closed in on Tang Long again, attempting to regain possession.

Tang Long's lips slightly curved, a hint of cunning in his eyes.

As the ball bounced, he lightly flicked it with the outside of his foot, executing a side chip, easily beating Nagatomo's side challenge once more!

[Second chip test completed, position: side]

These consecutive chip maneuvers sent Manchester City fans into a frenzy, their cheers exploding!

Meanwhile, the home Tottenham fans were dumbstruck; they couldn't believe Tang Long managed to toy with Nagatomo twice so effortlessly in such a confined space.

When Tang Long and Nagatomo were one-on-one, Son Heung-min had sprinted back all the way from the penalty area.

On normal days, he'd be reluctant to help Nagatomo in defense, but at this moment, he knew clearly that Tang Long must not score again; otherwise, the match's situation would spiral completely out of control.

Son Heung-min rushed back, seeing Tang Long chip the ball past the Japanese teammate twice, his face turned livid, shouting, "You still say you're not a useless player!"

Tang Long heard Son Heung-min's scold, entangling with Nagatomo with his arm while dribbling towards the corner area with his feet.

When Son Heung-min closed in, Nagatomo and he double-teamed Tang Long into the tight corner area.

Sandwiched in the middle, Tang Long seemed trapped.

However, he showed no signs of panic, gently kicking the ball toward the flag.

The resilient corner pole bent slightly, bouncing the ball up~

Just as Nagatomo and Son Heung-min behind hadn't reacted yet, Tang Long suavely flicked his foot backwards, executing a brilliant side chip to beat both, completing the third chip maneuver!

[Third chip test completed, position: back]

"Ah, this!!!"

This divine move stunned the entire crowd, regardless if they were Manchester City or Tottenham fans, everyone couldn't help but exclaim!

After the maneuver, Tang Long sprinted into the penalty area like a black lightning bolt.

Seeing this, center-back Alderweireld immediately rushed forward to block.

Tang Long, calm and collected, executed a bike cut, his silhouette graceful, easily beating Alderweireld's clumsy attempt;

He then fiercely sliced horizontally, leaping to dodge Vertonghen's sliding tackle.

Then, lightly lofting with his left foot, the football basked in London's 4:30 PM sunlight, like a shimmering golden butterfly, gently flying into the top-left corner of the goal!