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"Goal again!"

"It's Gnabry again!"

"A miraculous substitute, scoring again against a London team!"

"Arsenal's teamwork was superb!"

"Liu Yang's brilliant backheel assist!"

"In the 83rd minute, Arsenal, playing with ten men, equalized the score away from home!"

"Six goals have been scored in total! What a thrilling attacking battle!"

Wow, what cool heels!

- [Is Liu Yang really a sacrificial hero? Maybe he should check out some superstitious theories; his teammates always seem to get red cards while Liu Yang manages to save the team!]

-【Check out Gnabry too. He plays dumb against other teams, but goes berserk against London teams.】

-【That was a beautiful goal! The entire play, from the backfield to the front, was a one-touch pass.】

This is the beautiful football that Wenger has always dreamed of!

……

After scoring, Gnabry beamed with joy and rushed straight to Liu Yang on the sidelines.

"You're absolutely right, Liu!"

"Playing against London teams is so exciting!"

Gnabry tried to put his arm around Liu Yang's shoulder, but found he couldn't reach him.

He's not tall enough, and his arms aren't long enough.

The chubby little guy didn't care about being embarrassed and simply jumped onto Liu Yang's shoulder.

Liu Yang carried Gnabry and slowly walked towards the away team's stands.

"Gnabry!"

"Gnabry!"

"Gnabry!"

"Liu!"

"Liu!"

"Liu!"

Arsenal fans traveling with the team waved red and white scarves enthusiastically.

This contrasted sharply with the silent Tottenham fans at home.

Behind them.

Lloris got up and, very dissatisfied, directly criticized the defense.

Dell looked ashamed and did not refute.

He lost his balance when Liu Yang tricked him into chasing back, and therefore failed to keep up with Gnabry who had come from behind.

……

On the sidelines, Pochettino looked ashen-faced.

"So his retreat... wasn't just to assist the midfield and defense."

"It's also to give myself a breather!"

"When young players first enter the top league, they often don't know how to manage their energy."

"Has this child already learned when to exert force?"

"Is this a result of Wenger's teaching?"

"Damn it, how is Wenger so strong?"

Pochettino didn't have time to think too much.

They are 7 points behind Leicester City and 3 points behind Arsenal.

A draw is not very useful; if we want to continue to compete for the title, we must win this game at home!

He called out directly to Son Heung-min and Matt Mason.

On the other side, Wenger didn't even have time to celebrate and immediately requested a substitution from the fourth official.

……

Both coaches are planning to make substitutions.

Tottenham Hotspur have substituted Moussa Dembélé and Erik Lamela, bringing on Mason and South Korean striker Son Heung-min!

"It seems Coach Pochettino believes they absolutely must win this match!"

"Wenger used his last substitution, replacing Walcott with Elneny!"

"With ten players, they look determined to maintain this draw!"

Kane passed the ball back to Eriksen behind him.

He then quickly moved forward.

Son Heung-min and Ali in the middle, and Rose and Walker on the left and right sides all rushed in!

"Another classic strategy based on numerical superiority!"

"Eriksen chooses to lob to the right wing!"

……

Since Monreal's injury, Gibbs has played the full 90 minutes in several consecutive matches.

Towards the end of the match, their physical condition had clearly deteriorated.

Walker carried him away!

Arsenal's left flank has a gaping hole!

Walker looked back at Eriksen's long pass, calculating his next offensive option.

Then, it bumped into a wall.

"Liu Yang actually kept up with Walker's speed!"

He strode over there!

"Walker's physical attributes mean he rarely suffers on the wing!"

"But this time we've met our match!"

Walker was bounced out of bounds, and Eriksen's long pass bounced out of bounds.

A burst of curses and boos erupted at White Hart Lane!

"It's our ball!"

Seeing the referee ignore the Tottenham players' complaints and firmly award a goal kick, Liu Yang celebrated by bumping shoulders with Gibbs, who was running back!

Having already learned his lesson in confrontation, Gibbs controlled his strength well this time and was not thrown back again.

"Everyone, concentrate! They can't score! They're going to panic!"

Liu Yang turned around and waved his arms to encourage his teammates.

Ali clearly heard Liu Yang's words, and as he walked back, he muttered curses under his breath, looking very unconvinced.

……

Cech slowly retreated, trying to stall for as long as possible before the goal kick.

Then, relying on years of experience, he kicked the ball out with a long kick just seconds before the referee was about to come over and warn him.

Sanchez cleverly tangled with Walker a few meters before the landing point.

Just as the ball was about to fly over their heads, he subtly pushed Walker forward and then made a reverse run!

However, Vertonghen was very focused and kicked the ball back with a long kick before it even hit the ground.

Sanchez didn't hesitate and quickly ran back to defend.

……

Time flies.

The fourth official has already raised the sign indicating stoppage time.

Tottenham players are eager to attack.

They tried long-range shots and crosses time and time again.

But Cech's defense was very solid, and Mertesacker was a tall target man in the penalty area.

Even Liu Yang retreated into the penalty area to contest for a header!

Kane was squeezed between the two big men like a sandwich.

Eriksen controlled the ball just outside the penalty area.

Ignoring Ali's loud cries for the ball, they chose to pass it to Son Heung-min on the left wing!

"Son Heung-min received the ball on the left wing."

"He's past Bellerin, time to cut inside!"

"He has a great long-range shooting ability!"

"Can we start kicking now... Huh?"

Son Heung-min lifted his right foot—and the ball was gone!

"Snapped!"

Liu Yang made a diving tackle, precisely stealing the ball from Son Heung-min's feet!

Pochettino stood on the sidelines with his hands covering his head.

"Even Wenger...couldn't have improved his defensive abilities this much in such a short time!"

"A genius...this child is a genius!"

……

Liu Yang immediately got up after making the tackle.

In my mind, Kant's module was shining brightly.

With the blessing of the "King of London" bond, even time seemed to slow down.

He saw the ball being poked away by himself and rolling forward.

Ali rushed forward, regardless of how many meters he was still from the edge of the penalty area, and unleashed a powerful shot!

"Bang!"

Liu Yang instinctively stretched out his foot!

Ali's shot hit his shin!

It bounced up high and vertically!

Ali and Son Heung-min ran towards the landing point at the same time!

……

In Liu Yang's mind, the module for Kant still hadn't gone dark.

Two more modules lit up.

It's Bergkamp and Hazard!

The ball fell to the ground the next moment.

Liu Yang was the first to touch the ball.

But at the same time, Son Heung-min and Ali have put him in the middle!

stretch out your leg to reach it!

The next moment, Liu Yang turned around and caught Ali behind him.

Inspired by the "first touch of the ball".

Liu Yang gently bounced the ball!

It just barely avoided Son Heung-min's outstretched shoe!

As the ball flew up again, Liu Yang exerted his strength!

Alibaba behind him looked like he'd been run over by a truck and landed hard on his backside!

The ball bounced twice.

He was trampled underfoot by Liu Yang.

He pulled the ball back in the opposite direction and turned around, trapping Son Heung-min behind him again!

Eriksson realized something was wrong and moved closer.

Son Heung-min was tugging at Liu Yang from behind again.

In Liu Yang's mind, the module of Hazard's "precise ball control" instantly outshone all the other modules.

After pulling the ball and turning, he smoothly flicked the ball with his right foot, changing the direction of his dribble from right to left!

Eriksson's weight instinctively shifted to his right.

But Liu Yang seamlessly connected with his left foot!

Turn right again!

Eriksson had no time to react.

Liu Yang broke through the encirclement of three people!

Son Heung-min, standing behind him, was stunned.

"Damn it!"

"What kind of ball control is that?"

"What kind of center of gravity shift speed is this?"

"People of this body type shouldn't have this kind of skill!"

"That's fucking cheating!"

……

"Wow, Liu Yang blocked two shots in a row!"

"They managed to get the ball out from under two defenders again!"

"Cross-direction and get past Eriksen again!"

"It's so beautiful!"

"He possesses dribbling skills disproportionate to his physique!"

Even though all three goals were created by Liu Yang, Tottenham's young team remained quite confident.

But after Liu Yang's 1v3 performance, they felt panicked for the first time.

What kind of monster is this?

In the ensuing chaos, Tottenham's overall formation began to fall apart.

Ross chased after him desperately, and Dale also ran towards Liu Yang.

Everyone's attention was drawn to this terrifyingly large man!

……

Liu Yang did not intend to continue dribbling.

The sprint tackle, the confrontation, the exertion of force, and the continuous change of direction were all explosive movements.

His physical strength was no longer sufficient to support another high-intensity sprint.

In my mind, the fourth module lit up.

Scholes.

The intelligent Manchester United midfield commander seemed to have cleared Liu Yang's mind, which was somewhat oxygen-deprived due to the high-intensity anaerobic exercise.

Swing your arms and kick your legs!

The Tottenham players' attention shifted from Liu Yang on the right wing to... the left wing!

A short, chubby, dark-skinned boy slipped up from behind them when no one was looking!

"Liu Yang directly switched the ball from the right backfield to the left frontfield!"

"Gnabry has been found!"

"A long diagonal pass—this was Scholes' signature move late in his career, a hallmark of Manchester United's midfield maestro!"

"Look at Gnabry!"

……

Gnabry's confidence was off the charts.

Especially when he saw Liu Yang's long pass land precisely at his feet.

The chubby little man could barely contain his smile.

"King of London!"

"We will not fear any opponent from London!"

Gnabry controlled the ball steadily and cut inside.

Suddenly, he twisted in the opposite direction!

Alderweireld's center of gravity was thrown off balance!

"See? I won't let Liu's brilliant pass go to waste!"

Gnabry took the outside route to bypass Alderweireld.

A low left-footed shot before Vertonghen could cover!

The ball slid between Lloris's legs.

He sprinted into the net from an extremely tricky angle!

4-3!

"A decisive blow!"

"Another game-winning shot!"

"Arsenal have once again pulled off a last-minute comeback despite playing with ten men!"

"Another miraculous substitute—Gnabry!"

"Another long pass assist from Liu Yang!"

Zhan Jun's passionate roar made his voice sound a little cracked.

Gnabry excitedly took off his shirt and rushed straight to the bench!

Whether it was the Arsenal players on the field, the Arsenal substitutes off the field, or the coaching staff and personnel, they all rushed together at that moment!

Everyone huddled together!

Wenger, with his gray hair, was also squeezed into the middle by the crowd.

But his excited expression was no different from that of these young people in their twenties and thirties!

Casting aside all pretense of civility, the professor, like an old boy, joined the other boys under his command in a wild party!

……

For every person who is happy, there is someone who is sad.

The hustle and bustle of White Hart Lane stadium has been cut off again and again.

This silence lasted longer than the previous ones.

Tottenham fans suddenly realized... there wasn't much time left in the game.

The look of discomfort on his face was as if he had ten frogs stuck in his throat.

Pochettino angrily threw the water bottle in his hand.

Lori angrily pounded the ground.

Vertonghen and Alderweireld lay on the ground, burying their faces in the grass.

The camera was pointed at Ali.

Even the usually arrogant English genius had a hint of bewilderment on his face at this moment.

……

Let's take another look at the replay!

"That goal was absolutely brilliant, definitely worthy of being in the top ten goals of the Premier League season!"

"Liu Yang first slid in to disrupt Son Heung-min's cut inside, and then blocked Ali's long-range shot a second time."

"The ensuing battle for the high ball... wow, it was so beautiful!"

"Such ball control, such dribbling, such ball control under pressure, combined with Liu Yang's physique, is truly amazing!"

"Having shaken off three defenders, he didn't try to score himself, but calmly delivered a long pass that spanned the entire field!"

"Since returning to Arsenal, launching attacks with long passes seems to have become a regular tactic for Liu Yang!"

"Defense, ball control, physical contact, dribbling, long passes and assists."

"An exquisite combination technique."

"Gnabry's goal was also fantastic!"

"The connection between these two young players has happened many times before!"

The comment section has exploded.

-【He's so handsome, oh my god!】

- [Liu Yang's skills are so impressive, even I, on a pickup basketball court, would have to give him a wide berth!]

- [As expected of a sacrifice build, skill activation: When one teammate is missing, Liu Yang will enter invincible mode!]

[Capable of both offense and defense, strong physically and skillful in fancy footwork, able to score goals and provide assists!]

- [Ball King Liu Yang!]

- [I gambled on a big 6.5, and now it's taking off!]

……

Urged on by the referee, the Arsenal players ended their wild celebrations.

Liu Yang jogged back to his own half of the field.

"It was so difficult..."

"Four modules were used at once!"

"Thank goodness it was a goal!"

Liu Yang rubbed his aching calves, trying to calm his excited emotions.

After seeing the goal, he joined the excited crowd and rushed towards the bench.

That was a bit too strong!

After the effects of adrenaline wore off, a feeling of fatigue belatedly washed over my entire body.

Liu Yang gritted his teeth.

"Hold on..."

"It's almost time!"

The game restarted after the lap time.

Arsenal's ten players immediately adopted a defensive posture.

……

"Beep! Beep! Beep..."

"The match is over!"

"Arsenal have once again staged a dramatic comeback victory!"

"They emerged victorious in this thrilling, goal-fest!"

"They secured a crucial three-pointer from White Hart Lane!"

"Wenger has also ended his three-game winless streak against Pochettino!"

"Liu Yang scored two goals and provided two assists, contributing to four goals!"

Zhan Jun's voice was passionate and energetic.

……

on the field.

Wenger managed to maintain a polite expression and shook hands with the stern-faced Pochettino.

He then greeted the players and coaching staff with a smile and hugged them one by one.

The Tottenham players looked dejected.

Mertesacker put his arm around Kane's shoulder, as if to comfort him.

Gnabry jogged towards the away stands and threw his shirt to the enthusiastic Arsenal fans.

As for Liu Yang, the moment the whistle blew, he plopped down on the grass.

"My goodness, this match was absolutely exhausting!"