From Arsenal to the Ball God

Chapter 242 75: Miracle Ball Battle! Goal Fest! Manchester United vs Arsenal Shootout!

This is his classic celebration move.

Ma'el looked at his back, scratched his hair, and returned to his position. There's really no way around it.

Today, Manchester United's attacking players are in great form... Their ability to seize opportunities is very strong. Whenever they launch a threatening attack, they yield results.

However, seeing the opponent often launch super world-class strikes, he feels invigorated.

He wants to get closer to the center, seeking more shooting opportunities!

Since the battle is on, he also refuses to be left out, wanting to fire a superb world-class strike amidst this goal-scoring battle!

On the sideline, Ferguson and Wenger have already returned to their seats, no longer confronting each other along the midfield line.

Sir Alex Ferguson stood up to applaud Rooney, often embracing the celebrating coaches in front of him, revealing two rows of teeth again.

Arsenal has talented young players, and Manchester United also has the once-titled genius Rooney, who is in his prime!

Wenger showed no expression, turned his head to drink water, chatting with Philip beside him.

"Home of the little Rooney! Happy and healthy! Rooney has put Manchester United back in the lead!! Two to one!

"A direct goal from a free kick! Truly a spectacular match, with both sides creating many exciting moments!"

......

2 minutes later, in the last minute of regular time of the first half.

"Boom!"

On the left side, Cleverley intercepted Koscielny's pass and then casually played a simple horizontal ball, pushing it to the center.

Rooney, who just scored, received the ball in the central position, turned as if to pass to the inserted Nani on the wing, but instead secretly increased the leg swing.

"Boom!"

His toe lightly tapped the bottom center of the ball, yet without lacking power. A football with intense spin suddenly shot towards the left top corner of the goal, the speed wasn't slow, the angle was tricky.

Lob shot!

He seemed to know Szczeny had a habit of standing forward. Without further observation, he directly lobbed the ball towards the goal!

A genius strike!

Szczeny stood in place, momentarily stunned, hurriedly retreating but unable to match the football's speed, ultimately seeing the ball touch the net at the left top corner.

"Oh.....!! Rooney!!!" Manchester United fans barely recovered from the previous goal and entered another round of celebration.

Rooney spread his arms once more, gliding to the sideline, this time choosing to slide on his knees toward Manchester United's fans.

"Oh...! Motherfucker.....!!" Ferguson on Manchester United's coaching bench couldn't stay calm this time, raising both hands, his face flushed, spitting out the gum in his mouth.

Wenger this time couldn't feign indifference, stepping out from the bench to the sideline, his expression not looking good.

But this goal couldn't be blamed on the defender or Szczeny, it's purely Rooney's individual skill.

From the left side, Ma'el once again stepped toward his own half, yet before receiving the ball, the third goal was conceded after the second.

Rooney truly seems unstoppable... Truly deserves his early reputation as the great star of England, synonymous with genius.

He adjusted his breathing, with excitement surging in his heart. He's always like this, the stronger the opponent, the more exhilarated he becomes.

This is the top league, filled with countless top players... If one can accomplish dominance here and win the final championship, it's hard to imagine the sense of achievement and satisfaction one would have!

He must perform better, adapt to compete with these geniuses, leveraging his strengths.

...

"Here!"

In the second minute of stoppage time, Ma'el received a throw-in from Gibbs on the left flank.

"Support defense!" Phil Jones shouted to his teammates while coming up to resist him, not wanting to let him turn around easily.

He's not too worried, lowering his center of gravity to block the opponent, continuously exerting pressure backward, trying to push him away.

"Boom boom..." After finding it hard to turn, Ma'el changed tactics, stopping the ball toward the center.

With Manchester United leading three to one, all their players have retreated to the front of the penalty area... They want to stabilize the current situation, and take this score back to the locker room.

Ma'el lifted his head, seeing the opponent's dense defense, feeling a bit frustrated, and kicked the ball over to Alexander Song in the center.

"Block his line!"

Rooney and the chasing players quickly moved to block Alexander Song, who had no choice but to pass it back once again.

Ma'el, anticipating before receiving the ball, noticed Manchester United's midfielder Cleverley rushing towards him and saw Walcott on the right flank, signaling for the ball, seemingly ready to accelerate.

"Boom!"

Calculating the distance, measuring his running speed... He caught the ball, turned in stride, and took advantage of no more than a second of window to curve it towards Walcott ahead.

After joining the top team, the top teammates' positioning is quite impressive.

His ability has increasingly been used for long passes, with great results.

"Deng deng deng!"

In the penalty area, Walcott accelerated swiftly, overtaking Evra in two strides to reach the position near the goal line.

"Perfect!" Seeing the football's trajectory, he loudly expressed admiration for Ma'el, then glanced at the center, nodding his head towards Van Persie's, hoping for a header relay.

But the ball was slightly off, directed towards behind Van Persie's, creating trouble.

Ma'el's heart skipped a beat but soon believed Van Persie would manage, running towards him.

He then saw Van Persie twisting his waist, turning, with his back to the goal, right leg thrusting the ground upward, his body moving backward in the air, kicking his left foot backward.

Bicycle kick!

"Boom!"

"Swish!"

De Gea, just lowering his center of gravity in front of the goal, saw the ball slam into the net to his right side, his mouth slightly agape, spreading his hands towards his teammates.

Three to two!

Arsenal made use of this chance, with a frontline trio connecting, pulling one back!

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ps: Ah... forgive for the writer's block today, already updated 13,300 words, should hit 20,000 today.