Amidst the cheers of over 50,000 Napoli fans, referee Bettany's whistle blew, officially kig off the new seaso fao Shen and Napoli.

  As Frosinone's tre-forward Maggiotta kicked the ball to his teammate Dinardo, Napoli's front line, ready and raring to go, quickly surged into Frosinone's half, pressing deep into their territory.

  Leading the charge was the tall and powerful Edinson i.

  The Uruguayare-forward sprinted forward like a heavy tank, sweeping away everything in his path with a strong gust of momentum, f Frosinone's pyers to pass the ball back repeatedly in an attempt to evade the intense pressing.

  On the left fnk was Gervinho, an Afri pyer with dark skin and a bizarre, wild hairstyle that made him look quite intimidating; on the right was Chilean youngster Alexis Sanchez, sp a short buzz cut, lean but exuding fierce determination.

  The three attag pyers in Napoli's front line all had ohing in on: speed.

  From the stands, the fans could see what looked like three blue arrows shooting straight into Frosinone's defensive lines.

  Following closely behind the three arrows was Marek Hamsik, the young pyer who had just transferred from Brescia this season. He kept pace with them and drove deep into Frosierritory.

  The Napoli fans iands were ecstatic.

  They were going full throttle right from the start!

  The faed into even more passionate and louder cheers.

  Oapoli's entire formation surged forward rapidly.

  As i charged towards the edge of Frosinone's penalty area and saw the oppo pass the ball back to their goalkeeper, Sapino, he immediately dashed towards the box, closing in on the keeper.

  At this moment, the st pyer in Napoli's defense, Paolo avaro, had already crossed the halfway line.

  Sapino didn't wait for i to approach. He immediately kicked the ball long, sending it towards the tre line.

  Bonucci, partnering with Paolo avaro, leapt up, outmuscled Maggiotta, and headed the ball back.

  Biglia was waiting for the ball and quickly passed it to the left.

  Vargas swiftly advanced along the left wing, sprinting with the ball. Without waiting for the defeo settle, he passed it to Gervinho ahead of him and tinued his run forward.

  Gervinho tried to cut diagonally into the penalty area but couldn't make it through, so he passed the ball back to the left wing, where Vargas was waiting.

  The Peruvian full-back trolled the ball and then crossed it with his left foot.

  i, who had just exited the penalty area, quickly turned around and charged towards the goal like a tank. He outmuscled the opposire-bad headed the ball towards the goal.

  The ball flew over the crossbar and narrowly missed.

  However, this sudden attapletely ighe passion of the crowd in the San Paolo stadium.

  The fans began shouting with all their might.

  ...

  Jai was stunned on the sidelines.

  Fast!

  So fast!

  From just a moment ago, in a span of little over 20 seds, Napoli had already maheir first shot on goal.

  Especially after Bonucci won the header, Biglia seemed to be waiting there. Vargas pushed forward with the ball and bined with Gervinho everything happened in the blink of an eye.

  Frosinone's defense couldn't cope!

  In fact, they didn't even have time to react!

  God, was what just happened even real?

  Jai sidered himself a veteran of the lower leagues, but he had never seen football pyed like this.

  It reminded him of Zeman, the attag madman who had a brief stint with Lecce st season.

  Could it be that this young Napoli coach is a disciple of Zeman?

  That's a guy who goes all-out on attack!

  But soon, Jai realized that Gao Shen was not Zeman.

  Although Zeman's teams loved to attack, itted rge numbers of pyers forward, and pushed their defense line high, they always fell back quickly to stabilize their defensive positions ohey transitioo defense.

  Yet, Zeman's defense remained a mess.

  That's why some say that Zemas football like a gamble, always trying to soals than his oppo.

  Gao Shen was clearly different.

  Napoli also employed high pressing, but their overall formation was very pact. It appeared like a 4-2-3-1, but the wingers pyed more like advanced forwards, closer to the tre, resembling Zeman's 4-3-3.

  But there was a clear differenapoli's four lines from front to back covered a distance of just 25 to 30 meters.

  Jai had been ialian league for years, and he khis much: Gao Shen had adopted Sacchi's philosophy of pressing the effective pying area, which made it easier to create numerical superiority in specific areas.

  Annifit difference was Gao Shen's emphasis on high pressing in the front third, executed with great iy and itment.

  Napoli were faster overall, and they pyed with sharpness and precision.

  Whether it ressing immediately after losing the ball or ter-attag quickly when regaining possession, Napoli did everything at breakneck speed.

  As a result, Frosinone couldn't even mount a sia the first five minutes of the game.

  Oher hand, Napoli utack after attack, pying with great vigour.

  In the sixth minute, Gervinho, still on the left, received the ball and made a forceful breakthrough towards the left side of the penalty area, sending in a cross.

  i, with his back to the goal, khe ball back. Hamsik ran in, trolled it ihe penalty area, and followed up with a shot.

  The ball flew straight to the bottht er of the .

  "GOALLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL!!!!!!"

  Frosinone's defense only sted six minutes before it crumbled!

  ...

  "Yes!"

  On the sideline, Gao Shen ched his right fist and roared.

  The eadium erupted with cheers from the Napoli fans.

  After sg the goal, Hamsik dashed out to celebrate excitedly.

  It was only the sed goal of his career.

  His first goal came in the Coppa Italia st season when he scored for Brescia against A.

  That goal had made him famous, and now, this goal marked a new beginning in his career.

  He rushed to the sideliurned around, and celebrated with high-fives and hugs from his teammates. He did not fet to look towards the home team's bench, where Gao Shen gave him a thumbs-up from afar.

  "Niarek!" Gao Shen shouted loudly.

  The whole stadium was alive with cheers.

  Most fans didn't even know Hamsik's name because they were unfamiliar with the pyer, but that didn't stop them from feeling thrilled aed.

  Sg in six minutes, especially after a wave of attacks at the start what is this?

  ...

  Jai was genuinely anxious.

  He walked to the sidelines and loudly reminded his pyers to stay focused, stay alert, and avoid making mistakes.

  Napoli's tactics were obviously different from st season, especially with their high pressing and aggressive style, which was too much for Frosio handle.

  "Everyoay sharp, be careful, and don't make mistakes!" Jai shouted.

  This was the first game of the new season!

  If they were humiliated with a heavy defeat in this game, how could they tinue in the new season?

  Damn, he had been misled by the media.

  Didn't they say that Gao Shen was a fluke?

  That his record at Real Madrid was all smoke and mirrors?

  Why did his team look so formidable? How had he traihem to py like this?

  Big miscalcution!

  ...

  The game resumed.

  Frosinone's pyers were dishearteo find that Napoli wasn't giving them any time to adjust.

  When they kicked off again, Napoli pressed hard just like before, pinning them down in their 30-meter area.

  Faced with such relentless high pressing, Frosinone's pyers were left scrambling.

  After just five passes, i intercepted the ball.

  After stealing it, the Uruguayan forward sent a beautiful pass behind him. Gervinho, like a bck bolt of lightning, darted forward, trolled the ball, went one-oh the goalkeeper, and then…

  There was no "then"!

  Gervinho shot the ball straight into the goalkeeper's arms.

  Everyone was stunned.

  You charged in so beautifully just now, then took the shot, and… why did you defte like that?

  Faced with i's bewildered look, Gervinho simply shrugged with an i expression.

  I'm a wing pymaker, and you wao shoot? Isn't that embarrassing me?

  ...

  Gao Shen also smacked his forehead hard on the sidelines.

  Gervinho had no idea how many ces he had squandered. In the Napoli dressing room, this seemed to be a running joke.

  This guy is really useful strong, fast, good foreat at dribbling but his finishing is just terrible.

  Di Maria was also good, but he was still a bit too thin.

  The midfield bination of Biglia and Rakitic seemed to be set. Barring any surprises, they would be the main duo for the new season.

  Gao Shen inally wao buy Modric, but the Croatian midfielder pyed for domestic giants Dinamo Zagreb and was a World Cup iional. His value was at least eight figures, beyond Napoli's current budget.

  On the left, Vargas was sharp in attad solid in defense. On the right, Austrian pyer Gy?rgy Garics was steady and reliable.

  After more than a month of preparation and fiuning, Gao Shen had essentially settled on his starting lineup.

  The phase was to further hohe team's tactics, unlock the pyers' full potential, and develop their chemistry. Of course, none of this could be achieved ht.

  But Gao Shen wasn't too ed Serie B would serve as a profound training ground for the team.

  Iy, he never really sidered teams like Frosinone as serious threats. With Napoli's current lineup and their advaactical system, if they couldn't fortably beat Frosihere would be no way they could hope to build a petitive Serie A team within three years.

  And sure enough, just a few minutes into the game, Napoli's offense was ba the attack.

  Sanchez, stationed on the right wing, received a pass from Rakitic, cut ih the ball, and then delivered it to i. The Uruguayan striker trolled the ball, turned, and unleashed a powerful le shot from the top of the arc, sending it past Frosinone's goalkeeper once again.

  In just thirteen minutes, Napoli were already 2-0 up.

  It was clear they were setting the rhythm for a decisive victory!