Chapter 325: Chapter 100: Bulldozer-Style Violent Breakthrough! Ah Bu and Mendes Open Up! Acrobatic Goal!!_2

Ah Bu pointed at Mendes with his finger and put down his wine glass, saying earnestly, "I’m willing to offer Ma’el this price, besides which there will be incredibly generous bonus clauses."

Mendes scratched the beard on his face, pursing his lips and raising his eyebrows in agreement, "Around 180,000 pounds after tax, actually Ma’el’s current weekly income is almost at this number."

Ah Bu was stunned for a moment, but he quickly figured it out, realizing that the player’s statistics are very good, and the bonuses should be significant.

"But...."

"Alright." Mendes waved his hand again, pointing towards the field, "The match has started, I know your valuation of him, that’s enough, there’s no need to say more, the player is still fighting for immortality now."

"Haha.....!"

Ah Bu wasn’t a stubborn person either, nodding as he looked at the field, "But I still have to say, that’s too difficult, way too difficult.

"Just like... just like if I point to a random player from Germany or somewhere, and tell you he will lead Chelsea to win another Champions League with a decisive goal."

"But it’s not impossible."

...

"Beep!"

After the start of the second half, realizing this would be the last 45 minutes of the match, whether they could win every game in October depended on this final 45 minutes.

Arsenal players were filled with fighting spirit, their desire to score reaching its peak.

In the 47th minute of the match, Ma’el found his first opportunity to move back into Ramsey’s position, shaking off Ivanovic’s tight mark.

"Boing boing boing!" Ramsey cooperated very well, turning and rushing towards his position.

"Boom!"

A very comfortable receiving area had already formed, and the ball-passing ability of Arteta was very strong, in an instant he passed the ball over with a single touch.

Ma’el stopped the ball while turning to face the attacking direction and faked out Ivanovic who was following up.

When carrying the ball forward he observed left and right, finding no particularly good passing opportunities, he dribbled towards Chelsea’s goal.

Lampard rushed in from the back, trying to cut off his dribble from behind, and Ivanovic lunged in with a slide tackle.

"Boom... boom!"

Ma’el knocked the ball to the left and then cut it back to the middle, avoiding the slide tackle and giving Lampard no chance to intercept.

Although his ball control ability may not be perfect, he could still perform such maneuvers.

At least when dribbling at high speed, he had the ability to excel, not stumbling and losing the ball on his own, nor having it taken from him easily when challenged.

Combined with his burst acceleration ability, his physicality, the ball at his feet is truly hard to intercept.

"Bang!" Noticing Lampard coming up from behind, he leaned to the right to fend him off and continued dribbling forward.

"Here!"

"Ma’el!"

On the left, Ramsey and in the middle, Van Persie were both calling for the ball, Ma’el first passed the ball to Van Persie in front, the latter tucked the ball, turned and upon noticing someone blocking, turned his back again.

"Hey!"

Ma’el had already reached the left side of the top of the penalty area, calling for the ball, Van Persie quickly passed the ball across with his left foot.

Unexpectedly, Lampard was still following him, about to rush from behind.

Ma’el looked at the coming ball, taking a step forward to use his body to protect against Lampard’s interception path, pretending to stop the ball to the right.

Lampard’s weight shifted to the right, following Ma’el’s body direction, planning to slide tackle away as Ma’el stopped the ball.

But Ma’el didn’t stop the ball at all, his right leg landed and suddenly moved to the left along the coming ball.

Feint!

"Ah...." Lampard pounced at empty air, rolling his eyes upward as he quickly turned to chase to the left. 𝒻𝑟𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝑛𝘰𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝘤𝘰𝘮

Ma’el then stopped the ball with his left foot, slowly bringing it to the edge of the penalty area, facing off against Bosingwa and Terry, both of whom took small steps, looking serious and tense.

"Smack... boom!"

He suddenly knocked the ball to the right and flicked his ankle, taking a dipping shot between the two bodies, the football flying toward the far corner of the goal.

Frequency!

As long as the frequency of feet is fast enough, sometimes it can create opportunities from small spaces!

"Smack!" Cech leapt in the critical moment, spring-like covering the entire goal, deflecting the ball to the position of the baseline.

"Ah.....!" A chorus of sighs filled Stanford Bridge Stadium, followed by applause for Cech.

Ma’el scratched his head slightly regretfully, yet a few hints of confidence rose in his heart, the strategy of switching positions was working.

As long as there was freedom, Level 4’s decision-making would provide him with great positioning and attacking thoughts, he could definitely create similar threats again!

"Ivanovic!"

On defense, Chelsea’s defender Terry urgently waved at Ivanovic, "Don’t go to ground, don’t hastily extend, you need to keep up with him!"

The aging Blue Army captain now found himself somewhat struggling.

He had watched some of Ma’el’s offensive highlights and knew that with his current physical state, trying to defend against this young prodigy was simply wishful thinking.

Ivanovic gestured, seemingly unconcerned, perhaps thinking his role was to attack, and he’d limited Ma’el well in the first half.

...

Arsenal’s subsequent corner was intercepted by Chelsea, who then launched a quick counterattack, pressing into Arsenal’s danger zone.

In the crisis, Koscielny made a bold forward interception, taking the ball from under Torres’ feet, and the offensive and defensive momentum instantly reversed!

"Clap, clap, clap.....!"

Accompanied by applause from the traveling Arsenal fans, he passed the ball to the trailing Alexander Song, then pounded his chest in celebration.

"Back! Back!!"