Chapter 327: Chapter 100: Bulldozer-Style Violent Break-In! Ah Bu and Mendes Heart-to-Heart! Acrobatic Goal!!

Ivanovic came in from the left, closing his eyes and charging toward Ma’el’s left side. He knew he might be knocked down by Ma’el, but he had to try and create some pressure.

"I’m coming!"

Terry rushed over from the center-back position, charging at Ma’el from the right.

The two of them were like wrapping dumplings, sandwiching Ma’el in the middle. Everyone knew that at this moment, they couldn’t let Ma’el receive the ball easily.

Ma’el watched them charging over, looking at the descending soccer ball with some uncertainty in his eyes. 𝕗𝐫𝐞𝕖𝕨𝐞𝗯𝚗𝕠𝘃𝐞𝚕.𝐜𝗼𝚖

After all, Terry was well-known, and his confrontation skills should not be weak... Ivanovic is also considered a renowned defensive player.

"Bang!"

The first impact came, Ivanovic forcefully hit Ma’el’s shoulder and waist. It was a very clean confrontation; they didn’t dare to foul in the penalty area.

Ma’el felt a force coming from the left side, but it wasn’t strong... Ivanovic didn’t make his body sway; instead, he was stuck to Ma’el’s body, unable to move.

He could clearly feel the force from his opponent and had the strength to push left and throw him off!

Ma’el secretly exerted his strength, slowly leaning to the left like arm wrestling, without even slowing his running speed.

Ivanovic instantly experienced the darkest moments of his life, falling straight down like a wooden stake... it wasn’t a sudden force but an ever-increasing force that eventually knocked him down.

As he was about to fall, that force suddenly retracted and shifted to the right side.

What is this?

80! 80! 80!

That’s enough, pull back!

"What a monster?!"

On the sidelines, Boas watched the thrilling penalty area and the final threat to Ma’el, Terry, and couldn’t help but break into a sweat.

"Bang!"

The confrontation between Ma’el and Terry quickly occurred within the penalty area, with both carrying the hopes of their respective fans, one as the foremost offensive player and the other as the last line of defense.

"Yeah.....!" Arsenal fans stood up and raised their arms.

Chelsea fans looked at the penalty area with ashen faces, bewildered and worried.

Terry’s body was seen bouncing to the right while Ma’el just stumbled a step, continuing to charge toward the soccer ball, creating an excellent opportunity!

Is this even human?

This is simply a bulldozer, pushing all the way into Chelsea’s penalty area.

"Fuck...!" Boas on the sidelines threw his hands in complaint, looking anxiously at their goalkeeper Cech.

As the soccer ball bounced off the ground, Ma’el arrived in front of it at just the right moment. He chose not to stop the ball, but aimed to end the opponent’s goal with an aerial strike.

"Boom!!"

A blasting sound erupted as Ma’el’s left foot lifted and vehemently struck the descending ball toward the far corner of the goal.

The force of the soccer ball was so great that it didn’t even give Cech the chance to jump; his arm merely twitched before dropping, as he already heard the sound of the ball hitting the net behind his head.

"Wow.....!!" Arsenal fans’ explosive cheers enveloped Stanford Bridge, while tens of thousands of home fans either covered their faces with their jerseys or angrily threw their belongings onto the pitch.

Three to two!

Arsenal has taken the lead!

Explosive body, thunderous goal!

The first one to be knocked over, Uncle Mata, had already gotten up, looking around blankly at other players and the uproarious Chelsea fan area.

Ivanovic, who just went through the darkest moment of his life, lay on the ground unwilling to get up, burying his head under his arm.

Captain Terry watched from beside Ma’el as his aerial strike hit the mark, unable to stop it.

It was like going back to that rainy night in Moscow in 2008, missing the penalty as he sat dejectedly on the ground, staring at the pitch without a word.

This goal got through?

Helmed hero Cech took two steps forward, possibly with a nosebleed, using a finger to pinch his nose.

With the expressions of everyone in the scene, the entire Arsenal team appeared as if adrenaline had surged through them, running excitedly toward Ma’el.

"This one went in too?!"

Van Persie’s thoughts at that moment weren’t much different from the Chelsea players; he knew how he made that pass... he really didn’t expect another assist just like that.

He often gets to experience the benefits of being Ma’el’s teammate; the stats would surely soar, and the market value would skyrocket too, right?

"13 goals!"

Excitedly, Ma’el swung his arms and punched the air in place, then ran all the way to the camera by the pitch and gestured to it with one hand as a fist, showing three fingers with the other.

This undoubtedly was his most violent goal since entering the Premier League!

Single-handedly toppling three defensive players, delivering an aerial strike to hammer the ball in!

He recalled the famous powerhouse Batistuta and remembered his gun salute celebration, mimicking his style with a broad smile, sweeping back and forth along the touchline.

If Germany’s Klinsmann was the bomber, then players like him and Batistuta are heavy tanks!

They pose a deadly threat to enemy goals and bring an unparalleled sense of pressure!

The discontent and justice in facing unfair penalties were vented, and the extreme joy surged into his heart, leaving him unable to stop moving for a moment!

This quickly garnered dissatisfaction from Chelsea fans, with many booing.

Ma’el turned around, embracing his teammates who were rushing over, waving to Wenger on the sideline who looked astonished.

"Haha....!"

On the sidelines, Wenger clapped with his hands held high, smiling as Ma’el gestured to him.

A very strong premonition surged in his heart; he felt the team would win this match, achieving an unbeaten record for October!