Chapter 504: Chapter 130: Endless Ammunition! North London Derby Strikes Again! Easy Lead! King Descends from the Heavens!

Ma’el let out a big sigh of relief and turned to run back to his position.

The Tottenham players were unwilling and gathered around the referee. Finally, until the 4-minute injury time board was raised, the players of both teams resumed play.

"Boom!"

In the 48th minute of the match, Rosicky suddenly found the line and kicked the ball to Van Persie, who was standing between the opponent’s defensive line and midfield.

Van Persie smoothly stopped the ball and turned, realizing Tottenham was careless in this defense, and he slotted the ball diagonally to Walcott.

"Deng deng deng!"

The Little Tiger sprinted up quickly but still didn’t manage to take the shot immediately upon receiving the ball, so he had to settle for a cross from the outside line.

Van Persie felt a bit regretful seeing this; why did he pass the ball too far?

Near the right-side edge of the penalty area, under pressure from the opposing players, Walcott couldn’t turn fully and sent a curling cross.

"Boom!"

He twisted instantly with an explosive move, using his toe to tap the underside of the ball, trying to get some height instead of speed.

The ball, spinning downward, flew straight into the center of the penalty area.

Van Persie, charging into the area, couldn’t reach the ball, and Alexander Song, coming in for support, also couldn’t catch up with it.

The ball dropped into Ledley King’s territory, as if he was about to complete a header to clear it.

"Deng deng deng!"

A sudden rush of footsteps sounded, and outside the penalty area, Ma’el stormed towards the ball’s landing spot with an unstoppable momentum.

He had stayed out of sight, with no one noticing just moments ago.

But now everyone saw him and felt the pressure of his full-speed sprint!

"Ledley King..." Modric, just to the side, watched as Ledley King was about to collide with Ma’el and couldn’t help but feel sorry.

"Yaaaa!"

About 2 meters from where the ball was going to land, Ma’el jumped with forward momentum, colliding with both Ledley King and the whistling ball.

It was an incredibly daring charge, throwing himself completely into it, as if he never thought he might lose or even get injured!

It was high-altitude bombing!

"Bang!!"

"Boom!!"

Two muffled sounds rang out, as people saw Ma’el first slam heavily into Ledley King, watching as the latter, having just taken off, fell faster to the ground like a broken kite.

Then, they also saw the ball meet Ma’el’s head, crashing into the net with thunderous force.

The angle wasn’t particularly tricky, but the power was so great it was awe-inspiring!

"Yeah...!!!" The Emirates Stadium shook, the entire stand seemed to sway from side to side, over fifty thousand Arsenal fans watched the figure on the ground as if in pilgrimage.

"A king descended from the heavens!" someone shouted excitedly, encapsulating the feelings of Arsenal fans at that moment.

After landing, Ma’el didn’t go anywhere. Standing right there, after tightly clenching his fists and letting out a shout, he beat his own chest, "Vamos...!!"

His muscles were taut all over, even the veins on his neck were visible, this was a header that unleashed him powerfully!

The most violent way to score!

At his feet, Ledley King lay in pain clutching his waist, tapping the ground.

At this moment, he was undoubtedly the winner, planting the classic red and white Arsenal flag in the middle of Tottenham’s penalty area, declaring whose territory it was.

Two to zero!

Extend the lead!

Although Tottenham’s players were terribly frustrated, they really couldn’t find a reason or muster the courage to pull out this flag.