Chapter 482: Chapter 128: The Brilliant Goal! The Indefatigable Ma’el! A Phantom on the Left Flank! Over the Top!

Wenger glanced sharply at him, pondered for a moment, then smiled, "If we win the championship, the club’s finances might improve, and if the transfer fee isn’t too high, I would consider it.

"If you’re serious, I must add that we probably can’t afford the salary you had at Barça and now at New York Red Bulls."

"Haha....." Henry chuckled and turned his head, looking at the Emirates Stadium, lost in thought.

...

"It’s a goal! Ma’el showcased his individual skill, winning the free kick himself and scoring it!!"

In the broadcast room, Zhan Jun excitedly laughed, "This is what Mr. Zhang called absolute field advantage, a goal purely from individual ability, right?!"

"Heh heh....." Zhang Lu started with a cheeky laugh, then continued, "Indeed, I just said that, and I didn’t expect him to score directly from the free kick."

"A brilliant outside foot arc, the shot was flawless, De Gea didn’t have time to react."

Zhan Jun nodded, watching the broadcast screen, continuing to shout, "Manchester United might regret it! They tried to stop Ma’el with two yellow cards and a free kick, yet Ma’el still scored!

"In hindsight, this defense was a failure, not worth the price!"

The broadcast camera then showed Ferguson, Sir, chewing gum standing by the sideline, gradually turning red with anger.

Why is it always Ma’el?

Why is it every time the game is evenly matched, he comes out and knocks a blow, swinging the momentum back to Arsenal?

He is the one who should have "Why always me?" written inside his jersey!

The camera then turned to the Manchester United wall area, where Evra was getting up from the ground, his previous smile gone.

When he was lying there facing the goal, he clearly saw the ball curving from the left side into the near corner.

"De Gea!"

He spread his hands toward De Gea, helplessly said, "The wall didn’t block the near post, so what’s the point of having a wall?"

The point of organizing a wall by the goalkeeper is to block one side, and if it can’t block, honestly, it might be better to leave the angle open and defend in the box.

De Gea stood with his legs apart in place, also spreading his big hands, "I didn’t expect it, I thought he would shoot with the instep, who knew he would use the outside foot."

"I thought."

Center-back Smolin, somewhat angry, couldn’t help but complain, "I thought, I thought, how can everything go according to your predictions?"

...

"Beep!"

After the restart, Ma’el carried a look of confidence to maintain their unbeaten run. In the previous matches, they all started by conceding, but now playing against Manchester United, they unexpectedly took the lead.

Keep pushing!

If they can pull away from Manchester United with a win, the second half of the season will be much easier!

"Bang!"

Watching Manchester United send the ball to the backfield, he followed Van Persie’s steps forward, pressing the opponent’s backfield.

When Manchester United’s offensive moved up, he quickly ran back, staying near Valencia, marking this threat point.

"Deng deng deng!"

Valencia kept swaying left and right, speeding up and stopping suddenly, showing obvious annoyance with his defense.

He rarely encounters such a winger, who clearly poses a big threat but expends his energy on him.

For an attacking wingback, he knows how to pass threatening balls and cooperate with Nani to break through the opponent’s defensive midfield and wingbacks.

Asking him to shake off a defender like a forward is something he really can’t do.

A running and predicting Ma’el can pin him down effectively.

As long as Ma’el doesn’t want him to receive the ball, he really can’t get the ball.

"Boom boom boom...!"

Manchester United then focused their attack on the left side, attempting to bypass Ma’el and Gibbs, trying to break through Arsenal’s right flank defense with Welbeck and Evra’s combination.

But over here, Sagna, who had rested for most of the match, showed extraordinary strength.

It’s not difficult for him to pin down Welbeck alone, as long as Song and Ramsey come over for help, and Mertesacker keeps an eye on the back, Manchester United’s offensive line won’t easily penetrate his side.

"Ah!"

In the 39th minute of the first half, during a dead ball, Ferguson anxiously called Valencia over, handing him a note, asking him to pass it to Giggs after reading it.

He opened the note, which contained only one sentence – "In positional attacks, focus on the right side, Ma’el has run 7,000 meters in the first half, a little more and he will run out of stamina."

Valencia took a deep breath, ran to their organization’s core, Giggs, and handed over the note.

...

"Bang!"

In the 42nd minute of the match, Giggs looked back, seeing Ma’el had just rushed up, passed the ball to the right to Nani, and got closer, signaling for a return pass.

He wanted to control the rhythm, waiting for Valencia to come up, forcing Ma’el to get back on defense.

"Huff huff!"

The two quickly rushed over, Valencia panting heavily, even though he had run less than Ma’el, he was already feeling the strain.

Though Ma’el had been running anaerobically for so many rounds, he wasn’t in much better shape, physically feeling a bit fatigued.

However, his stamina foundation is excellent, and he is expected to recover quickly, getting a break at halftime, and can rush for quite some time again in the second half.

"Bang!"

Seeing him coming, Giggs immediately passed the ball to the other side, completing the switch, then moved over.

Ma’el saw it was safe, turned to walk away, but the opponent soon kicked it back to this side again.

"Deng deng deng!"

He had to run back again, seemingly unaware that the opponents were deliberately wearing him out, but as long as he missed returning once, Gibbs would be in danger.