Football: My AI System Provides Max-Level Predictions

-[Analyzing back and forth is pointless; once you play, you'll know everything!]

"Alright, both teams are already in the player tunnel."

"We see Tang Long, Icardi, they're there, Guarin is starting as well, seems like he's back from injury. Let's briefly introduce the starting lineup for both sides."

"The home team Juventus is playing a 4-3-1-2 formation, with two forwards, Tevez and Morata."

"The attacking midfielder is Roberto Pereira."

"The three defensive midfielders are the familiar Marchisio, Pogba, and Pirlo."

"Left-back is Padoin, center-backs are Bonucci and Barzagli, right-back is Lichtsteiner."

"Goalkeeper is the 37-year-old Italian legend Buffon."

Looking at these old familiar faces, Huang Jianxiang couldn't help but sigh:

"Time flies, from the starting lineup that won Italy the World Cup in 2006, only Buffon and Barzagli are left!"

"Inter Milan is using the 4-2-3-1 formation they've used in several games."

"Icardi is back in the starting lineup."

"Tang Long is right behind him."

"Can the Tang Long and Icardi duo fire their first shot tonight at Juventus Stadium? Everybody's eagerly anticipating."

"To Tang Long's left is Shaqiri, to his right is Podolski."

"The two defensive midfielders are Guarin and Medel."

"Left-back is Santon. The center-backs are Ranocchia and Juan, right-back is Yuto Nagatomo."

"Goalkeeper Handanovic."

Tang Long stood in the player tunnel, using the last bit of time to stretch his ankles and neck joints.

The atmosphere in the narrow player tunnel was extremely tense.

Tang Long clearly felt that this pre-match lineup was different from the usual.

In previous Serie A matches, the atmosphere was much more harmonious!

Especially among the players from both teams, they would occasionally go up for a handshake and chat a bit, those familiar would even put their arms around each other's shoulders and have an open-hearted talk.

After all, the Serie A isn't that big, many players are either good friends or have played together before, one could say they're colleagues.

However, today in the player tunnel at Juventus Stadium, regardless of whether it's the Juventus players in black and white jerseys or the Inter Milan players in blue and black jerseys, there was no verbal exchange between them.

Everyone's gaze was fixed straight ahead.

Occasionally someone would turn their head and exchange glances with the other side, but the looks were not friendly, like the crackling sound of electric currents clashing.

A sense of killing intent arose spontaneously.

"Let's go, follow me onto the field!"

Let's go, follow me onto the field!

The 1.95-meter tall Inter captain Ranocchia gave an order — Inter Milan players poured out in single file!

The players, like arrows released from a bow, stepped lightly, like a group of leopards ready to pounce, eagerly rushing onto the expansive grass of Juventus Stadium.

The view suddenly opened up!

Bright floodlights from all directions pierced the night sky like swords, weaving into a dazzling net of light that illuminated the whole field as if it were daytime.

These beams, though bright and somewhat dazzling, were like the midday sun in summer, suddenly hitting Tang Long's eyes, causing his eye nerves to involuntarily contract, with a brief blind spot flashing in his vision.

At the same time, the loud roaring chants of the fans filled the air like waves, one crest after another.

That sound carried an indescribable pressure, relentlessly pressing against Tang Long's eardrums, as if trying to fill every auditory cell, making him deeply feel the intimidation of Juventus home fans.

Amidst this play of light and sound waves, Tang Long took a deep breath.

He reminded himself in his heart:

"This is surely the most important Serie A match you've played this season!"

[Off to watch Fan Zhendong versus Zhang Benzhie He, another chapter will be posted at noon]