Football: My AI System Provides Max-Level Predictions-Chapter 841 - 588: Rout of Juventus! Single-Season Champions League Goals Overtake C Luo, Closing in on 20!

This Juventus defender Bonucci usually doesn't pay attention to personal hygiene and doesn't trim his nails frequently.

His large hands, like the Nine Yin White Bone Claw, with a single scratch, made a big hole in Tang Long's sock, causing Tang Long to hiss in pain, thinking to himself:

"I need to get a rabies shot when I get back."

Tang Long stood at the penalty spot, bending over to rub the place where Bonucci had scratched him,

Bonucci, surprisingly, felt a strange sense of relief, thinking to himself: "Even though my reckless action gave them a penalty, the fact that I made this guy's leg hurt means he will definitely be affected when taking the penalty. Buffon, oh Buffon, let's see if you can make a great save."

The camera shifted to Juventus's legendary goalkeeper Buffon.

At this moment, Buffon stood on the fateful goal line, his expression serious yet somewhat tense.

His hands waved up and down rapidly like flags in the wind, his feet continuously bouncing left and right as if equipped with springs.

Jumping to the left in one moment, to the right in the next;

Moreover, he twisted his robust body, his exaggerated movements resembling a clown performing energetically in a circus.

In fact, this was a strategy Buffon devised after long contemplation and study, specially prepared to confuse Tang Long.

He attempted, through this constant swaying posture, to interfere with Tang Long's vision at the moment of the kick, causing psychological fluctuation to affect the quality of the penalty.

While bouncing, Buffon shouted in Italian towards Tang Long: "Show me what you've got, I've already studied you thoroughly, kid!"

However, behind what seemed like boundless confidence, Buffon's heart was actually filled with anxiety.

Although before the match, he had conducted countless penalty-saving training sessions with star forwards like Higuain and Dybala, practicing almost every conceivable penalty scenario, deep down, he genuinely wished to avoid facing Tang Long standing at the penalty spot.

The night before the match, he tossed and turned in bed, silently praying in his heart: "Please don't let the team concede a penalty, and especially don't let Tang Long have a chance to stand before me for a penalty."

He was well aware of Tang Long's prowess at the penalty spot, past encounters loomed over him like a shadow.

But fate loves to tease!

Bonucci's reckless foul resulted in the outcome he least wanted to see.

Buffon silently blamed Bonucci in his heart: "This pig-headed teammate, the man was past him, he should've just let him shoot, the angle was so acute, the shot would have been very difficult. But no, he had to scratch the guy's sock. Now, lucky the referee didn't give a card; that would have been disastrous."

At this moment, Tang Long, with hands on hips, stood like a towering mountain at the penalty spot.

His gaze was firm and focused, entirely ignoring Buffon bouncing on the goal line, and instead, concentrating all his attention on the ball before him.

Buffon stood on the goal line, eyes locked tightly on Tang Long's every move.

Seeing Tang Long completely disregard his distractions made Buffon even more uneasy.

Memories of past clashes with Tang Long at the penalty spot flashed rapidly through his mind like a movie.

Those unforgettable scenes, every detail crystal clear: the cunning look and perfect technique during a chip shot, the deceptive actions during eye feints, the unexpected rhythm change when the plant foot slipped during a shot...

These unique and threatening penalty techniques continuously battered Buffon's psychological defenses like raging tides.

To counter Tang Long, Buffon had put significant effort into daily training.

He and his teammates simulated various possible penalty scenarios, conducting drill after drill.

He even specifically sought out match videos of Tang Long taking penalties, studying them frame by frame, trying to find common patterns in Tang Long's penalty habits, run-up rhythm, and ball-touch moment, so he could make the right judgment in crucial moments and successfully save Tang Long's penalty.

The whistle blows!

Tang Long paused for a whole three seconds, but these brief seconds seemed to stretch infinitely long.

During these three seconds, the entire Etihad Stadium felt frozen, everyone holding their breath, fearing that any noise might disturb Tang Long.

Meanwhile, in a corner of the stands, around 2000 Juventus fans were howling like wild boars, "aah aah aah," incessantly shouting, trying to disturb Tang Long's concentration.

Moreover, someone took out a laser pointer, shining a green beam directly onto Tang Long's face, causing his face to flicker with green light.

Just as Tang Long was about to strike the ball, 0.5 seconds before contact, Buffon executed his final distraction.

He leaped swiftly to the left, raising his arm high as if to block the left side.

Yet, almost simultaneously, he quickly twisted his body and spread his arms to the right.

Everything he did was to cause a misjudgment in Tang Long at this crucial moment!

With a loud "bang," Tang Long struck the ball fiercely with his powerful instep.

The ball, propelled by immense force, roared through the air, piercing straight into the bottom left corner of the net!

The score turned 2:0!

The Etihad Stadium instantly erupted, with colossal cheers surging like turbulent waves, one after another!