Chapter 500: Chapter 130: Endless Ammunition! North London Derby Strikes Again! Easy Lead! The King Descends!

"Come on, come on."

"Opportunities like this don’t come often. Just say one thing, and Ma’el will definitely score in this match."

"Haha, yes indeed."

Everyone encouraged her. Chloe took a long time to build up her courage before placing one hand on her head and the other on her abdomen, making a small jump from side to side.

"Haha...!"

The audience burst into laughter, everyone knew what it was about.

Ma’el smiled too and nodded at Chloe before heading towards the locker room.

Chloe’s face turned bright red. She pursed her lips as she followed the staff, heading to the box with her family to experience this rare opportunity.

As they arrived, the first thing they encountered was a dining area. Through the one-way glass, they could see fans from both teams entering the field outside.

The group leaned against the railing by the glass, looking at the heavy rain outside, feeling the weighty atmosphere of the impending battle.

They quickly grabbed some free food and beer on-site and then boarded the luxurious box, waiting for the match to start.

"An unforgettable day."

"So wonderful."

Sitting in the VIP seats outside the sliding doors, watching the raindrops drip from the canopy above, and seeing the panoramic view of the stadium, everyone shared this sentiment.

This perspective and comfortable viewing experience was an insight into high society that they had never experienced before.

More importantly, it was all thanks to Ma’el.

Sitting here and watching the upcoming battle allowed them to feel a close connection with the star-studded Ma’el on the field.

Not only were they watching Ma’el from here, but he also cared about them from the field, even promising to dedicate a celebration to them, allowing them to share the glory of the scoring moment.

"Oh...!" Before long, amidst the cheers, Arsenal players appeared in long-sleeved jackets for the entrance ceremony.

Leading was the captain Van Persie, with goalkeeper Szczeny second, and then the vice-captain Ma’el.

He seemed to turn around to check on the box, clapping to signal them.

"They’re here, they’re here!"

"The battle is about to begin! Smash Tottenham!"

A burst of excitement filled the place, and soon they noticed Chloe writing something on a piece of paper.

They gathered around and saw this lovely girl write a line.

——"It’s great to know him."

Chloe finished writing and laughed openly, holding the paper with the words above her head like a banner.

"Haha...!"

"Wait for him to dedicate a celebration to you, to us!"

"Ding ding ding ding! I have a friend...!"

Amidst the excitement and singing, a wheelchair-bound elderly man cleared his throat and resumed his old job, commentating on the match for a blind little boy.

Holding the boy, he looked at the players from both teams and lowered his voice like a commentator, "The fiery derby battle is about to begin, Arsenal will face Tottenham Hotspur at home!"

"It’s an honor to bring this match commentary to a ’young boy,’ let’s look forward to Ma’el’s goal together!"

Everyone watched them, showing sincere smiles. The two made a great pair indeed.

Perhaps, with this repeated opportunity, these two friends, each with their misfortunes, will find their redemption.

...

"Beep!"

On the field, with the referee’s whistle, the match officially commenced.

Compared to the last derby, this one at the Emirates Stadium still had its tension, but there weren’t many unexpected twists.

Tottenham’s manager Redknapp played it safe at the press conference, and their players didn’t talk big to add spice to this match.

The reason was simple: After defeating Manchester United, Arsenal’s momentum was too fierce, having scored 10 goals in two matches.

They didn’t have much faith in defeating this strong team at the Emirates Stadium.

But that didn’t mean they wouldn’t strive for victory. Every Tottenham fan had a burning fire inside them, fueled by the history of the derby and Kyle Walker’s betrayal, leaving them unable to stay calm.

Kyle Walker was on the bench today, and if they could defeat Arsenal in front of him, their fans would be ecstatic for a long time!

They would finally let out that long-repressed breath!

"Boom boom boom...!"

Arsenal started controlling the ball from the back, with Tottenham players fiercely competing, showing aggression in their actions.

"Splash...!" The rain poured onto the grass and onto the players’ heads, drenching their hair.

This made the field even slipperier, speeding up the ball’s movement on the grass and intensifying the pace and competition between the teams.

"Slash!"

In the fifth minute, Modric went for a sliding tackle to intercept Koscielny’s pass.

He didn’t intercept the ball, but couldn’t stop sliding, his slide carrying water and sending Koscielny crashing to the ground.

"Beep!" The referee stopped the match, running to the scene.

He wasn’t planning to give a yellow card, just preventing a clash from breaking out between the two sides.

"You better watch out!" Koscielny got up and, showing a fierce expression, pointed at Modric, who was still on the ground.

"You too!"

Modric got up, glaring at him while retreating, showing no signs of backing down.

Having walked out of a firefight and joined the aggressive Tottenham, he had long forged a strong will, with a fierce spirit that belied his small frame.