Chapter 677: Chapter 471: 2 minutes 50 seconds! Tang Long breaks the record for the fastest hat-trick in the five major leagues!

Zhan Jun was suddenly startled, slamming the table and standing up!

"Gooooooal!!" 𝐟𝗿𝐞𝚎𝚠𝐞𝚋𝕟𝐨𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝕔𝕠𝚖

"5 to 1!!!"

"Tang Long scores twice!"

"Two goals in just two minutes!"

Even the usually calm Zhang Lu couldn’t help but stand up.

Although his eyesight wasn’t great, the moment Tang Long scored, he was staring at the game time.

"No, that’s not right!"

"Strictly speaking, it’s 1 minute and 48 seconds!"

"Little Tang scored two in less than two minutes!"

The broadcast room was in an uproar!

-[Whoa, scoring two in less than two minutes, that’s brutal!]

-[Haha, as soon as Tang Long is on the field, everything’s different!]

-[The goals Agüero missed were all scored by Tang Long!]

-[5 to 1! Wenger might really be on the verge of being fired?]

-[Poor Arsenal, looks like a massacre is about to happen.]

-[What the hell? I just went outside for a smoke, and Tang Long scored two goals. Boohoo, can you slow down, man?]

-[As an Arsenal fan, I give up. I’m going to bed now.]

Off the field.

When Tang Long scored the first near-post shot.

Guardiola was very pleased, high-fiving Chiwo, and they discussed the goal.

"5 to 1, now it’s surely secure, right?"

"It’s secure," Chiwo replied, puzzled, "But Agüero passing to the near post, Tang Long going for the shot, this tactical play, we haven’t practiced it, have we?"

Guardiola laughed, rubbing his bald head: "What need is there for practice, Christian? We’ve all played professional football. It’s the telepathy between stars, no prior practice needed. Just give them the ball, and they know what to do."

Chiwo nodded, looking at the dejected Arsenal players on the field and shivered a bit, thinking to himself:

"Thank goodness I came to Manchester City. If I had gone to Manchester United, I might have been beaten by Tang Long like this too."

Wenger was already deflated.

Just a few seconds ago, he was deliberating whether to substitute a forward to strengthen the attack and regain a goal;

Or put in a midfielder or defender to desperately hold onto the 4-1 scoreline, to avoid an embarrassing loss.

Generally, a scoreline within three goals isn’t considered a humiliating defeat.

At the post-match press conference, there’s still room to maneuver and explain, to say inspiring things, and not be harshly criticized by the media and fans.

But before he had time to make a substitution, Tang Long turned around and scored again!

Wenger no longer wanted to say anything like "it’s him again," knowing he’s doomed by this kid Tang Long, sigh...

...

Bang!

Just after Arsenal kicked off, Sanchez recklessly cut in from the center and was intercepted in the air by Ranocchia with his long legs!

The Chilean’s eyes widened, still rolling midair;

Before he hit the ground, the ball was already at Gundogan’s feet.

Gundogan didn’t stop the ball, passing it sideways, Tang Long received it smoothly.

Manchester City deliberately sped up the tempo, abandoning the delicate short passing in the center, as these players realized Arsenal’s morale was at an all-time low, and they must press their advantage to the extreme!

"Agüero!"

Tang Long received the ball, looked up, and shouted.

Agüero felt his eardrums shake, slightly turned his body, and saw Tang Long’s characteristic swinging leg motion when passing——sweeping horizontally back and pulling up his right leg high, almost touching his back!

Without any hesitation, Agüero accelerated rapidly.

This long pass was made by Tang Long about forty meters away from the opponent’s goal, targeting Agüero straight away.

Arsenal goalkeeper Ospina was suddenly alarmed!

What surprised him wasn’t Tang Long’s pass to Agüero, but the position Tang Long was passing from, and Agüero’s running pattern looked exactly like the White Whale Counterattack Tang Long executed in the previous Champions League group match against Monchengladbach!

Since it happened in the Champions League, that pass shocked the entire European football world, and as a goalkeeper, Ospina watched it numerous times after the fact.

Back then, he marveled at Tang Long’s unparalleled football skills, while thinking to himself, "When facing Manchester City, I must guard against this trick from Tang, and not let him succeed again."

Thus, with this distance and position, combined with Agüero’s running line, Ospina judged that Tang Long was about to repeat his old move!

The ball’s trajectory also confirmed his prediction——the ball was clearly moving faster than Agüero’s forward charge, estimating to land near the top of their penalty area arc.

Seeing the ball about to drop, Ospina decided he couldn’t wait any longer, he had to strike immediately!

"Koscielny’s speed definitely can’t match Agüero’s, if I don’t step out early to intercept the first landing spot and kick the ball out of bounds, I’ll probably concede a one-on-one!"

...

"Wow, Ospina charged forward!"

"His move is very decisive, seems like he anticipated the landing spot!"

"This pass is a bit overcooked..."

"Huh???"

"Why did the ball suddenly dip!"

"Ospina’s kick missed!"

"Oh, this, this, haha!"

Ospina rushed out, looking at the rapidly incoming soccer ball, and as it got close enough, his heart suddenly contracted.

In that moment, time seemed to freeze, and the entire world seemed to only consist of him and the ball flying through the air.

This was the most memorable moment of his soccer career, with each second infinitely prolonged.

He saw it clearly! The ball flying from the sky wasn’t spinning upward like he expected, but downward!

Realizing the seriousness of the problem, Ospina gasped in dismay!

A terrifying thought flashed through his mind like lightning, shocking him into a cold sweat, with all the hairs on his body standing on end.

He wanted to run back immediately, but the incoming speed was too fast, and due to inertia, it wasn’t easy to just stop and reverse; he had to take a gamble and charge forward with gritted teeth.

Sure enough, with the downward spin, the ball’s speed increased, and suddenly, it dropped earlier than expected, surging forward.

Agüero was puzzled. Why didn’t the ball bounce back? He slowed his pace and was caught up by Koscielny from behind;

Ospina was now out of options, steeling his resolve, he flung himself like a missile, attempting a flying tackle to salvage the situation.

However, fate showed him no mercy, and his tackle was still a moment too late.

The ball landed just one meter in front of him, rebounded, and like a flash of lightning, whistled past his ears. The sound, a sharp "whoosh," seemed to be mocking him demonically, the most despairing sound Ospina had heard in years on the soccer field.

"Incredible!"

"Ospina’s charge failed completely!"

"The ball bounced over his head after touching the ground!"

"Ospina got up and chased backward!"

"How could he possibly catch up!"

"Goal!!!"

"This is a super super colossal mistake!"

After the ball bounced, it traced an arc, bounced again, and finally crashed onto the goal line, embraced by the net.

to 1!

Tang Long scored with a 40-meter lob!

When the ball soared over Ospina’s head, Tang Long knew it was in.

He clenched his fist tightly, as the ball hit the net, a thrill ran through him, and he sprinted swiftly, even before reaching the corner flag, sliding for a long distance on his knees.

The passion of 2000 Blue Moon fans was ignited by Tang Long!

Because his knee slide wasn’t a simple slide, during the slide, his arms opened wide, as if he were embracing them!

"Tang!"

"Tang!"

"Chinatang!"

The chorus of Tang Long’s name from just two thousand people, booming together like thunder, deafened the entire Emirates Stadium!

At this moment, he was the focal point of the entire venue, no, the entire storm in London seemed to be centered on him!

Tang Long stood up, and unhurriedly walked to the nearest camera, held out three fingers slowly towards the lens.

Hat-trick!

...

Agüero stood there, dumbfounded, his legs seemingly nailed to the spot, unable to move, "What did I just witness? This ball, it seemed wasn’t passed to me. Was it a deliberate lob?"

The Arsenal players couldn’t believe their eyes.

Even though Ospina had already been breached five times before.

The first five goals were mainly due to Manchester City’s excellent shots, not much could be blamed on Ospina. Even if Buffon or Casillas were in goal, not much could be saved.

But this last goal, this was an extremely basic mistake in charging, why did it happen to the usually stable Ospina, it shouldn’t be...

"What happened, did this guy get drunk last night!" Arsenal’s midfield core Cazorla shook his head helplessly.

But only Ospina himself knew that instead of calling it his mistake, it was better to say he was tricked by Tang Long!

Guardiola held his head, staring blankly at Tang Long.

This long-range lob stirred Guardiola’s emotions, but what shocked him even more was the timing of Tang Long’s hat-trick.

"How many minutes was that, how did he get three so quickly," Guardiola asked assistant Chiwo, "ask the referee how long these goals were made over, I feel it was only three to four minutes?"

While Chiwo was talking to the fourth official,

Guardiola continued holding his head, at this moment, his thoughts drifted back to the entirety of a Bundesliga season.

It was the sixth round, Bayern against Wolfsburg.

The home Polish striker Lewandowski scored five goals in nine minutes.

Back then, Guardiola made the same head-holding gesture as now.

At this moment, Guardiola surprisingly saw a shadow of Lewandowski in Tang Long!

He tried to recall: "After Lewandowski scored three goals, it took four minutes, from my senses, it seems Tang’s hat-trick happened even faster?"

After confirming Tang Long’s goal times with the fourth official, Chiwo’s face was full of astonishment, discussing further with the referee, feeling even more delighted, eventually shaking hands with the referee with a smile, then running back to embrace Guardiola.

"Pep! Tang will make headlines!"

"He got a hat-trick, surely he’ll make headlines."

"No, I mean his goal time, I feel it’s faster than Lewandowski’s, right?"

Seeing the expectant look on Guardiola’s face, Chiwo laughed heartily and said:

"You’re too conservative, Pep! I confirmed that Tang performed a hat-trick in just 2 minutes and 50 seconds, breaking the fastest hat-trick record in the top five leagues set two seasons ago by Mane in 2 minutes and 56 seconds!"