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"Goal!"

"A decisive blow!"

"The game is almost into stoppage time, and Gnabry has scored!"

"Arsenal, playing with ten men, scored two goals in quick succession after falling behind to take the lead!"

Can you imagine it?

"This is football!"

How can you not love football!

The live stream chat was filled with comments like a blizzard.

- [Funny! Liu Yang's leg length prediction is really accurate!]

- [A single kick pierces the defense!]

- [I feel like Liu Yang is the type who dribbles or distributes the ball in the attacking third, but is he really capable of making such a long pass?]

- [A long pass like this is more effective than twenty ineffective short passes!]

- [This chubby little black guy is so confident! Facing Courtois one-on-one, he actually dared to choose to attack the top corner!]

- [He scored a world-class goal in a one-on-one situation; the last time someone did that was Balotelli at Euro 2012!]

Chelsea are truly invincible; they can come back from a one-man advantage and still be overturned!

……

Gnabry jumped up excitedly.

Running around the sidelines in celebration!

The whole way was filled with cheers from the home fans!

Liu Yang opened his arms to welcome the little chubby boy's hug!

Wenger on the sidelines finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He excitedly raised his arm and pumped his fist, responding to the cheers from the fans in the stands behind him!

Boulder happily crushed the mineral water bottle in his hand!

"Boss, Liu Yang also has a long pass!"

Wenger nodded approvingly.

Do you know what I was worried about before?

"Liu Zai Villa's style of play tends to be self-reliant and requires more possession of the ball."

"He doesn't seem like a traditional midfielder; he's more like a... shadow striker!"

"I'm worried that once Sanchez returns, these two might not be compatible..."

"Yes, yes," Boulder echoed, "but judging from the first goal, Liu quickly adapted to our short passing combinations!"

"And he even made such a beautiful long pass!"

Wenger nodded with a smile.

"Liu's compatibility is absolutely not an issue!"

"Once Sanchez returns, and with them coordinating their play more, our attack will definitely become even stronger!"

"Good lad, how many more surprises does he have up his sleeve that we don't know about?"

……

Inside the VIP box, Abu's face looked extremely grim.

"It's worse than I thought!"

"We had a one-man advantage, and we still got reverse-swept and killed?"

Abu cursed fiercely.

After a while, having calmed down, he raised his head again.

"How much do you think it would cost to buy Liu Yang?"

The assistant thought she had misheard.

"Sir, he just transferred back to Arsenal!"

"Moreover, he was groomed by Arsenal from a young age; you could say he was treated like a crown prince!"

"Arsenal... I doubt they'll let him go, right?"

Abu smiled.

"I may not know as much about football as you do, but I know more about other things than you do."

"Wenger is good, but he should retire in two or three years at most."

"Whether it's the American Kroenke or the Ukrainian fat man, they may respect Wenger, but they won't like him."

"He is, let me think... an 'old steward from the previous dynasty'."

"In the end, whether it's Kroenke or Udoh who takes over, they will definitely want to leave their own mark on the team and erase the marks of the previous era."

"And Liu, he's Wenger's man."

……

The Chelsea players were still a bit confused.

Even with an extra player, they're still leading in the score.

How did we suddenly fall behind?

Command area.

Hiddink was dumbfounded.

In the limited match footage, I've never seen Liu Yang make such a beautiful long pass before.

He was actually more often the one receiving long passes.

But he didn't have time to think too much.

The fourth official on the sidelines had just raised the sign indicating stoppage time.

There were only 4 minutes of stoppage time in this match.

Now that they are behind, he will use his last substitution on the attack.

……

"Time is running out for Chelsea."

"Coach Hiddink on the sidelines used his last substitution!"

"Fàbregas has been replaced by Brazilian youngster Jánade!"

"This young striker was transferred from Fluminense in the Brazilian Serie A last August for a transfer fee of 8 million euros..."

Fabregas slowly walked off the field.

The Arsenal fans at the Emirates Stadium erupted in deafening boos once again.

Kennedy gave him a high five and jogged onto the field.

……

Liu Yang looked at the young Brazilian player jogging onto the field and felt that he looked somewhat familiar.

But I can't remember where I've seen him before.

He did know the name "JFK".

From an old friend who always loved to laugh.

Later, due to an acute excess of heavy metals in his brain, he stopped smiling.

The game resumed, and Costa passed the ball back to Oscar.

Chelsea players pressed forward in an attempt to score in the remaining time.

"Matic sends a long pass forward!"

"Costa heads the ball on!"

"William got the ball and passed it to Kennedy!"

"This young player just came on and has plenty of energy!"

"Let's see if I can contribute to the team!"

Kennedy faced Monreal, his ankles dangling back and forth.

Suddenly, my body was hit by a violent impact!

He was knocked to the ground!

"It's Liu Yang again! He's actively tracking back to defend the back line!"

"Chelsea's attack has been thwarted!"

Coach Zhang chuckled.

"Although Liu Yang's defensive skills aren't outstanding, his physical attributes are a significant advantage!"

"He has long legs, enough to reach the ball, and he's also broad-shouldered; it's really difficult for anyone to get past him!"

"Plus, they're fast and good at physical contact, so they can really make a lot of contributions on the defensive end."

……

"Foul! That's a foul!"

Kennedy, lying on the ground, spread his arms wide and complained loudly.

But nobody paid him any attention.

The referee deemed it a legitimate collision and did not blow the whistle to stop it.

Arsenal players were busy getting into position to defend.

Ivanovic ran to the right sideline to prepare to throw the ball in, and Chelsea players pressed forward, trying to launch a final attack.

"Ivanovic throws the ball in from the sideline!"

"William and Monreal collided!"

"The ball is still in the air!"

"A series of headers from both sides!"

The ball flew towards Liu Yang, and Kennedy, who had gotten up, rushed towards the landing point, trying to catch the ball in front of Liu Yang!

But he couldn't get around Liu Yang's broad back and was pushed off balance again.

Without thinking twice, Liu Yang launched a powerful kick into the opponent's half!

"Wow, Liu Yang's clearance was incredibly powerful!"

"The ball went directly out of play on Chelsea's side of the goal!"

……

Courtois hurriedly retrieved the ball, preparing to launch it forward.

Chelsea and Arsenal players jostled each other like sumo wrestlers, preparing to contest the landing point of the high ball.

Kennedy moved nimbly around the field, trying to shake off the defender.

He accidentally bumped into Liu Yang again.

Although Liu Yang didn't move, the repeated physical setbacks infuriated Kennedy.

Evil arises from the gall.

"Get out of here, you damned Chinese! CHING CHANG CHONG!"

Liu Yang slowly turned his head.

"What did you say?"

He now remembered where he had first encountered that hideous face.

In the original timeline, this guy had previously taken photos of Chinese people on social media and posted them with insulting captions!

It has nothing to do with any political statements or personal opinions.

The person he secretly photographed was just an ordinary working person.

It's pure malice!

……

Kennedy's voice was drowned out by the clamor of the Emirates Stadium.

The referee was on the other side of the field and couldn't hear what the kid was saying at all.

Only William and Iwobi, who were closest, heard it.

William looked at them with an incredulous, hesitant expression.

"Hey, you can't talk like that..."

Iwobi walked forward, his face full of resentment.

These two guys looked like men to be trifled with, which scared Kennedy so much that he immediately backed down.

Courtois, far away in the other half of the field, had no way of knowing what was happening here.

He kicked the ball out with a long kick.

Both teams' players immediately began making their own runs, and the field descended into chaos.

Kennedy quickly pretended to continue running actively and took advantage of the chaos to dart to the other side.

……

The ball flew high towards the front of the field.

Liu Yang looked up as he ran to judge where he would land.

"That ball... was heading towards Kennedy."

"Heaven is helping me!"

"Courtois, that was a great cross."

Liu Yang silently recited to himself.

Speed ​​up and run towards where the ball will land.

In my mind, a figure with his collar turned up and an arrogant expression slowly lit up.

Cantona!

……

Kennedy saw the ball flying towards him.

He was secretly praising Courtois for his accurate goal kick.

They were planning their next move after stopping the ball.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Liu Yang speeding towards them.

And there's no sign of it slowing down at all!

They stretched out their legs!

"What are you going to do...?"

Before Kennedy could finish speaking, Liu Yang's right foot had already landed solidly on his chest!

The hard sole and cleats left a complete shoe print on Kennedy's chest!

Kennedy groaned and fell backward to the ground.

The pain was so intense that he didn't even dare to roll on the ground or make a sound.

"Oh dear, I'm so sorry, I just wanted to stop the ball with my foot."

Liu Yang spoke sarcastically to Kennedy on the ground.

……

The Arsenal and Chelsea players were stunned!

Wenger and Hiddink, who were directing from the sidelines, were also stunned!

The tens of thousands of Arsenal fans at the Emirates Stadium were equally stunned!

Chelsea players even forgot to come up and help their teammates at first.

"Wow, that move..."

"I'm afraid he'll get a red card!"

"Liu Yang's action... was a bit irrational!"

In the live broadcast room, Zhan Jun and Zhang Lu, who were providing commentary, were completely unaware of the details of the incident, and they were also shocked by Liu Yang's flying kick.

The viewers in the live stream were equally shocked.

- [Wait, wasn't Liu Yang's action a bit unnecessary?]

-【Shaolin Kung Fu?】

- [That kick looks a lot like the one Cantona famously kicked a fan in the air!]

-【Speaking of which, Kennedy just had physical contact with Liu Yang several times, and his mouth wasn't very clean either; who knows, he might have said something inappropriate?】

……

On Chelsea's side, Diego Costa was the first to recover.

"Hey, what are you trying to do? What kind of move is that?"

Costa charged over aggressively and grabbed Liu Yang's jersey.

Before Liu Yang could even speak, Iwobi, not to be outdone, stepped forward from behind.

"That little bastard of yours, he spews filthy language and insults Liu with discriminatory remarks against Chinese people!"

"He deserved that kick; all I can say is Liu did the right thing!"

Costa glanced back at William, who was standing closest to him, with a hint of disbelief.

William didn't say anything, he just nodded slightly.

But that hesitant expression on his face said it all.

Now it was Costa's turn to be stunned, and his arrogance was greatly diminished.

The hand that was gripping Liu Yang's collar also loosened.

Although he was a typical "bad boy" on the court, he was proficient in flopping, dirty tricks, and mental manipulation.

But off the field, he's a very just and principled guy.

When Chinese football fans were harassed by British hooligans, Costa took the initiative to escort them away.

……

The players from both sides formed a small circle.

However, no large-scale disputes occurred.

Chelsea players themselves know that they are in the wrong in this matter!

After exchanging a few symbolic verbal sparring words, the referee arrived and separated the two sides.

A red card was shown to Liu Yang.

Liu Yang didn't offer any explanation and silently walked off the court.

She simply pretended to accidentally step on Kennedy's hand as she passed by him lying on the ground.

Hearing the boy's screams suddenly rise in intensity, Liu Yang felt a secret thrill.

……

The Emirates Stadium was very accommodating to their Crown Prince.

When the referee showed the red card, they booed in unison once again!

When Liu Yang walked to the sidelines, the home fans cheered and applauded him!

Liu Yang looked up and met Wenger's aged eyes.

"gentlemen……"

Although it felt really good to teach that brat a lesson.

But after calming down, Liu Yang felt somewhat guilty in front of his professors and teammates.

Playing with one less player, they finally managed to turn the score around, only to receive a red card themselves.

Fortunately, Chelsea also used up their substitutions, otherwise Arsenal would have faced the disadvantage of playing with two fewer players.

If Chelsea manage to equalize...

Damn it, I should have waited until the final whistle blew before going over and smashing that guy's head in!

To Liu Yang's surprise, the professor's tone was very gentle.

"Liu, I've watched you grow from a child into this."

"You've never been a short-tempered person."

"So I have reason to believe that you did this for a reason."

"Now you can go back to the bench or the locker room, or stand on the sidelines and continue watching the game, it's up to you."

"We'll discuss this in detail after the match."

Wenger blinked, and for a fleeting moment, Liu Yang even felt that the old coach's expression carried a hint of... cunning that was incongruous with his age.

……

Chelsea's medical staff finally managed to carry the groaning Jána Di off the pitch.

He even slipped and fell halfway through, causing him to fall off the stretcher.

"Alright, the match is now back to normal!"

"Arsenal are down to nine men after Liu Yang was sent off with a red card!"

"They've all retreated to their own half!"

Chelsea, having made a number of substitutions, are now down to ten men!

Ivanovic lobbed the ball into the penalty area.

Costa has won a header once again!

Oscar volleyed the ball into the air before it even hit the ground!

boom!

The ball hit Cech squarely into his arms!

Cech then lay down on the ground and hugged the ball to his chest.

He only stood up when the referee was about to go over and warn him.

A long kick sends the ball forward.

"Beep! Beep! Beep!"

"The match is over!"

Despite being outnumbered for most of the game, Arsenal came from behind to beat Chelsea 2-1 at home thanks to goals from Liu Yang and Gnabry!