From Arsenal to the Ball God

Chapter 291: Chapter 91: Fiery Derby! Incredible Backheel Flick! Wenger’s Heart Overflowing with Joy! (Part 1)

”Ma’el refuses to concede, it seems he’s avoiding the high ball challenge, he’s blocking Kyle Walker, not allowing him to jump, gotta be careful of fouling!

”Does he want to bring the ball down?”

On the left wing, Ma’el sees the ball approaching and, mustering all his strength, nudges Walker to the left, creating about half a step’s space.

Walker, struggling to stabilize himself, finds he has lost the best jumping moment, but he’s not in a hurry.

This ball might have a chance for a rebound contest or a second challenge, it’s unlikely Ma’el can directly...

”Bang!”

Just as he thought that, Ma’el’s body stretched out, lifting his right leg high to the right, bending his knee to meet the ball.

The ball landed perfectly on his heel, with a slight flick towards the attack direction, the ball dropped with a ’pop’, rolling into Tottenham’s backfield.

Stopped!

And it’s a stop and pass in one go!

It seemed like Ma’el anticipated this, and as soon as his right foot touched the ground, he burst forth in pace, chasing the ball.

”Thump thump thump!”

Kyle Walker turned, face flushing, chasing after, but starting slower, how could he easily catch up to Ma’el who had reached top speed?

Too sudden!

Where did Ma’el get all these fancy techniques, preparing to practice five-star skills like this?

Really planning to dance on the pitch?

”Oh oh.....!” Redknapp, next to the scene, rolled his eyes upwards, on the edge of mental breakdown, wanting to shoot those wasting opportunity with a Maxim machine gun.

Even if that includes his favorite player.

”Yeah.....!” Arsenal fans in the stadium were engulfed in excitement, witnessing such elegant and graceful ball control twice, how could they remain calmly seated?

”What’s up with him today?”

”He’s improved again!”

”Haha... Tottenham is in trouble!”

”Hiding skills? Watch Ma’el!”

They shouted in passion, loyal fans understanding the difficulty and impact of such fancy techniques.

”Oh dear!” In the commentary box, Zhang Lu’s voice carried more praise, ”Another one! Walker realizes he simply can’t defend, Ma’el’s like a ghost, slipping through unnoticed!”

”Look at this ball, be it the landing judgment or control of stopping force and technique, it’s nearly perfect.

”The ball rolled out just six to seven meters, but not too far... without such extent, Ma’el wouldn’t have space to accelerate.

”This is exactly what’s emphasized in European passing control systems, ’one touch’! Players must judge the field situation and make reasonable direction and force choices at the moment of receiving, to shake off opponents!

”Ma’el accomplished a hell-level escape! This is a personal showcase!”

On the football field, Ma’el sprinted past, feeling the breeze brushing his face, whistling in his ears.

He’s fallen in love with this feeling, giving him a huge sense of satisfaction.

Exhausted from anaerobic running?

Doesn’t feel tired at all!

Previously he played roughly, but now slowly getting into finer, elegant, and graceful play.

No one doesn’t want to play like this, high efficiency, would you choose Ronaldinho or Mbappe... it’s not a hard choice.

Practice ball control well!

He plans to practice fancy techniques in the future, playing elegant football with a strong body, even if it sounds contrastive, he believes he has a chance to achieve it.

”Thump thump.....”

Without overthinking, he controlled the ball, as Cahill from the opposition intercepted, not particularly fast and not much threat to him.

While still in fast motion, Ma’el didn’t hesitate, pushed the ball towards the baseline.

Cahill hurriedly stretched a foot, missed the optimal intercepting moment, going for the last gamble, but lost the bet!

He didn’t touch the ball!

Ma’el smoothly reached the baseline, before the ball went out, he curved a ball towards the middle.

Middle defense was dense, further in wasn’t wise, in such a dangerous zone, a crossing could create significant threat.

At the far post, following up, Alexander Song hesitated, seeing his angle getting smaller, head-flick passed towards Ramsey in the penalty area’s inverted triangle position.

All eyes were on Ramsey, who stepped forward to meet the ball, bouncing and unleashing a strong aerial strike with his right foot.

”Whoosh!”

No one saw the ball’s exact trajectory, but it was already in the corner.

Scored!

Two-one!

”Oh oh oh.....!” Redknapp broke down, first glancing at Bell, then at Kyle Walker.

Execution!

All execution!

...

”Wow.....!!”

After the sides switched, Arsenal’s fan section was just behind Tottenham’s goal, everyone clearly saw the ball hit the net and instantly reacted.

”Beautiful counter-attack!”

”Walcott passes, Ma’el’s perfect stop and rapid charge, passes after bypassing... Alexander Song heads on, Ramsey’s deadly strike!”

”Ah!”

Everyone descended into madness, a girl at the front of the ticket section jumped joyfully again, turning around to find the other three, quickly spotted David.

”Ma’el!” David, flushed, leaned forward, loudly calling out Ma’el’s name.

Judging by his sweaty appearance, he seemed somewhat uncomfortable with the scene, but he was overcoming these, using the emotional high to offset it.