Chapter 120 Ronaldo's Mentality Has Collapsed! Chinese Want To Surpass Me?

For the average player, scoring a hat-trick might be an unattainable feat throughout their entire career. The world's top strikers, like Messi, Ronaldo, and Lewandowski, can boast a hat-trick several times in a single season. Whenever these stars achieve a hat-trick, the media is quick to cover it extensively.

Then came Su Luo, for whom scoring a hat-trick seemed effortless, almost routine. Within a month, Su Luo first completed a "big four" against Bayern, followed by a hat-trick against Stuttgart. Before anyone could fully grasp his talent, Su Luo achieved yet another hat-trick in the Champions League—three hat-tricks in one month, striking fear into European teams.

Union Berlin led 2-0 in the first half, turning the tables on Sevilla. Emery's hairline had already receded significantly, and by the end of the first 45 minutes, he looked as though he'd aged years, pulling his hair in frustration, unable to devise a counter-strategy.

With Sevilla unable to mount an effective response, Su Luo continued to dominate without mercy. In the 49th minute of the second half, as both sides were still warming up, Sane delivered a random cross from the left. Su Luo ghosted into position, easily stretching his foot to direct the ball into the net.

"3-0!" shouted the commentator.

"Oh, shit!" Emery cursed, throwing his water bottle to the ground in frustration. "Leading by 3 goals! Su Luo has a hat-trick!"

"This is the first hat-trick by a Chinese player in the Champions League and the first by an Asian player!" Zhan Jun exclaimed, tears of joy welling up. "Huaxia football has been in the shadows for so many years, but now we have this achievement!"

In terms of overall strength, Huaxia football had lagged behind neighboring countries, but Su Luo's emergence brought a resurgence of pride and excitement.

"We have Son Heung-min and Park Ji-sung," Korean fans might boast. "But we have Su Luo's Champions League hat-trick!" Chinese fans could finally counter with pride.

Island nation netizens couldn't help but express their envy. "Su Luo is a hexagonal warrior in the frontcourt—he has no weaknesses!" "In three years, he might become the strongest man on the field!" "Is the Chinese dragon about to awaken?"

Despite the hat-trick, Su Luo remained focused. "It's just an assist," he thought. His eyes were set on the Champions League final and the championship trophy.

The game's pace slowed after Su Luo's goal, allowing Sevilla to play some decent offense. In the 67th minute, Gameiro was replaced by Italian striker Ciro Immobile. Within his first minute on the field, Reyes sent a through ball to Immobile, who bypassed Alex and scored, pulling one back for Sevilla.

Alex, showing his age, struggled against the nimble striker. But Union Berlin quickly responded with a quality counterattack. Sane broke through and crossed the ball. Su Luo, with deft footwork, feigned a shot, drawing three defenders before passing to the incoming Kimmich, who fired the ball into the net.

"4-1! Su Luo set it up, and Kimmich finished it off! Union Berlin extends their lead!" He Wei couldn't help but praise Su Luo's play. "The small skills and creativity that Samba players are known for are embodied in this Chinese boy! The night sky of Seville is illuminated by Su Luo's brilliance!"

Watching the highlights later, Su Luo felt that He Wei's praise was a bit over the top. "It's just an assist," he thought modestly.

Sevilla, briefly reignited by their goal, quickly lost morale after Su Luo's assist. They fell apart, unable to mount a comeback. Union Berlin, not wanting to risk injury or fatigue, slowed the pace, substituting key players.

Three days later, they would face Frankfurt in the Bundesliga. Su Luo was substituted in the 80th minute, giving Chris Topher Quinnen a chance to shine. Quinnen seized the opportunity, scoring in the 86th minute and celebrating with Su Luo on the bench.

"Sue, I scored! I scored in the Champions League!" Quinnen cried, overwhelmed with emotion. The commentators and spectators couldn't understand why the young man was so emotional, but Su Luo and his teammates knew the significance of that goal for Quinnen.

In the end, Union Berlin triumphed over Sevilla 5-1, making a strong start in the Champions League and shocking the Spanish media.

"Only Barcelona and Real Madrid are left in La Liga; the rest are weak!"

"German Chariots Conquer Iberia! Captain China Returns Triumphantly!"

 "Emery dismissed? The coach killer strikes again!"

Spanish fans, once arrogant, now had to face the reality that their football dominance was waning. The glory of La Liga was fading, and as Ronaldo and Messi would eventually leave, the Premier League seemed poised to reclaim the title of "League One."

Perhaps only Real Madrid would remain an exception, capable of magical comebacks and Champions League triumphs even when the odds were against them.

After the first round of the Champions League, the five La Liga teams seem to have stumbled.

Barcelona managed only a 1-1 draw with Roma.

Valencia lost 2-3 at home to Zenit St. Petersburg.

Atletico Madrid traveled thousands of miles to draw 0-0 with Kazakh team Astana.

Sevilla was crushed 1-5 at home by Union Berlin.

Only Real Madrid thrived, beating Shakhtar 4-0 at the Bernabeu, with someone also contributing a hat-trick: Cristiano Ronaldo!

In the UEFA Champions League scorer list, he was tied for first place with Su Luo.

Real Madrid in Group A and Union Berlin in Group D played simultaneously. Real Madrid's match ended a few minutes earlier. Cristiano Ronaldo, with his hat-trick, was also elected as the best player of the game. He stood confidently in the interview area, accepting praise from various reporters. Ronaldo's face glowed with a smug smile.

"It's just a hat-trick. I'm the best player in the world; hat-tricks are nothing new for me. This season, there is no doubt I will compete for the Champions League Golden Boot."

Ronaldo was still smarting from losing the European Golden Boot to Su Luo last season. His hat-trick gave him a momentary lead, providing a bit of relief.

"I won't lose to anyone. I'll maintain a lead in the scoring race."

Just as Ronaldo finished speaking, a reporter chimed in, "Ronaldo, Sevilla just lost 1-5 to Union Berlin. Su Luo also scored a hat-trick, tying you in the scorer list. What do you think of that?"

"???" Ronaldo's eyes widened. What the hell? Is he really everywhere?

This match had his teammates feeding him opportunities relentlessly, finally resulting in his hat-trick. But now, he was told that Su Luo had also scored a hat-trick? Trouble!

Ronaldo's complexion suddenly darkened, and his smile faded. "I don't judge other people's performances," he said, trying to mask his frustration. "In the next game, I won't admit defeat. I'll work hard to score more goals! he is strong, but I'm stronger. I have a Ballon d'Or and I'm the third-best player in the world!"

The nearby reporters almost laughed out loud. Ronaldo probably felt threatened by Su Luo and could only use his Ballon d'Or as a shield. It was clear to everyone that this year's Ballon d'Or would likely go to Messi, with the Golden Boot possibly going to Su Luo. What would Ronaldo be left with?

Seeing the situation turning awkward, Ronaldo hastily ended the interview and returned to the Bernabéu locker room with a gloomy face.

"What's the matter, Cristiano?" Modric, always observant, noticed something was wrong with Ronaldo.

Ronaldo forced a smile. "It's nothing, Luka. I'm fine." He hurriedly took off his jersey and went to the bathroom.

Marcelo sneaked up to Modric. "Luka, don't worry. He's just upset because the Chinese kid also scored a hat-trick."

"Eh?" Modric couldn't understand Ronaldo's competitive spirit. "Is that worth worrying about? Just score a few more goals and surpass him."

Modric, always calm, couldn't empathize with Ronaldo's emotions. He was also intrigued by Su Luo, the rising star of the past two years.

"Do you think that kid can keep scoring so many goals this season?"

"I guess he can't be stopped. He's already scored 9 goals in the Bundesliga and 3 more in the Champions League."

The new season had just begun, and the previous records were already being shattered. Marcelo couldn't even imagine how far the 18-year-old Chinese prodigy could go.

"He and Messi have been fighting for so many years, and now it seems a new challenger has arrived."

Over the years, many have claimed to be the third-best player in the world—Neymar, Suarez, Rooney, Benzema, Ibrahimovic. None of them have truly threatened Messi and Ronaldo's dominance. Modric had come to realize that, given time, Su Luo could definitely compete with Messi and Ronaldo. Perhaps even surpass them.

Modric was both amazed and apprehensive about the future.

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