Chapter 268: Chapter 83: A Perfect Debut Performance! The Genius Dipping Shot!

"I’m here!" With a shout, Götze charged in from the side, his eyes red, reaching for the ball.

Ma’el tapped the ball lightly with his right foot, deftly bypassing the advancing Götze. This kind of rush is best avoided by staying calm.

"Pressure! Pressure! Pressure!"

Dort’s central defender Hummels shouted to signal the midfielders to press up, blocking Ma’el’s shooting and passing lanes. He himself was closely watching Van Persie, marking the Dutch forward’s movements.

Ma’el looked up and saw the penalty area packed densely with Dort’s players, with Perisic already charging towards him, roaring.

He spotted position of goalkeeper Weidenfeller and nudged the ball towards the left side, swinging his left leg aiming for the far corner of the goal.

After completing the Reverse Foot Lv4 upgrade and scoring a world-class goal with his left foot, he had immense trust in his left foot.

He was perfectly aware that his left foot had the potential to strike a top-quality shot!

Weidenfeller?

Double block?

Initiate?

If he unleashed his best shot, everything would turn into nothingness, disappearing like a collapsing bubble!

"Boom!!!"

Ma’el’s left foot powered through, unleashing a dipping shot with an inside curve. His body shook intensely during the shot, to better exert force.

Leaving behind a scattering of grass and soil, the football spun out from his foot, heading for the far left corner of the goal.

"Oh!"

Perisic, who was closest to the ball, turned his back and leaped, trying to block the shot but failed.

The football brushed past the back of his head, spinning towards the goal, passing over Hummels and Subotic’s heads, crashing towards the net from outside in.

Clad in black, Weidenfeller swiftly extended his body toward the football. In this critical moment, he had no time for other thoughts, only hoping he could block the shot once more.

But his expression quickly turned to fear because he missed.

"Swish!"

Before he landed, he heard the crisp sound of the football hitting the net, tightening the net under the strong tension.

Since childhood, Weidenfeller has heard this sound countless times.

To him, this sound is not pleasant, but rather like the bell from hell.

Upon joining the senior team, this bell from hell often came with the roar akin to demons dancing wildly.

"Yeah.....!!" The Arsenal expedition army erupted with ultimate excitement, everyone stood up with flushed faces, waving their right hands wildly. 𝐟𝕣𝕖𝐞𝐰𝕖𝚋𝐧𝗼𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝗰𝐨𝐦

The entire stadium was instantly ignited, and all Arsenal fans fell into a frenzy of joy.

Weidenfeller lay on the ground and didn’t get up for a long time, covering his face and closing his eyes, buffering the rising pain inside.

He succeeded once, twice, but fell at the last moment.

Dortmund trying to win again... it’s very difficult, very few can score 3 consecutive goals in the last moment!

"Oh.....! It’s a world-class shot!! Ma’el!!"

In the live broadcast studio, He Wei’s steady excitement pulled the audience into the scene, "The genius youngster, Reverse Foot Dipping Shot scores!!

"73 minutes in, after Dortmund just sounded the counterattack horn, Ma’el responds with a stunning world-class dipping shot to send them back to reality!

"An unbelievable goal! In his own Champions League debut, he achieved a brace! This is very likely to lead Arsenal to victory!

"Revival! After Fabregas left, Arsenal finally sees the hope of revival again!

"This time, it might be fiercer, grander, and more imaginative!"

On the football pitch, Wenger raised his arms repeatedly shouting ’wonderful,’ his expression filled with extreme joy, as if even he didn’t expect this goal.

If the goal in the first half was a classic counterattack of goalkeeper connecting with forward.

Then this goal was a pure demonstration of individual ability!

It will break Dortmund’s momentum, shatter their freshly inflated confidence, plunging the entire Westfalen Stadium into silence!

"Haha....!"

Philip came up hugging his shoulder, laughing wildly, "He really is trustworthy! Look! An easy two-nil lead!"

"More than trustworthy."

Wenger turned back to embrace him, shaking his head with emotion, "He is a player who offers surprises, often scoring goals beyond people’s expectations."

"That’s how a genius is!" Philip repeated the words he had said not long ago, this time shouting cheerfully, even a bit carefree: "Oh, oops!"

On the field, all Dortmund players seemed to have pressed the pause button, suddenly stopping near the penalty area.

Lewandowski spat, hands on hips, pursing his lips. The fatigued and discouraged feeling continued to wash over him, instantly making him feel exhausted.

Perisic stared blankly at the football in the net, finding it hard to believe that the ball he had just cleared with an overhead kick was now lying in the net.

Götze watched Ma’el’s back as he ran towards the sideline, his eyes filled with fear, seemingly realizing that a more deserving Golden Boy Award candidate had appeared.

Including their coach Klopp, who stood frozen at the sideline, showing his iconic rows of big white teeth.

They were completely convinced.

Ma’el became the main character at Westfalen Stadium today, delivering an astonishing performance.

"Wow.....!"

In sharp contrast to them were the Arsenal players, laughing with raised hands and rushing in the same direction - towards Ma’el!

"Boom....!"

The center of everyone’s attention, Ma’el shouted excitedly, sliding on his knees, deeply feeling the soft texture of the Westfalen Stadium’s turf.

He conquered this stadium, defeated Bundesliga giant Dortmund, about to claim his first Champions League victory!

Scoring a brace!

He officially sounded the horn to chase down the Champions League’s top scorer record, step by step moving towards the center of the football world, becoming the world’s top star!

"Fack!"

"#%&*&*#!"

"Get out!"

Some nearby Dortmund fans couldn’t take it anymore, standing up and giving him the middle finger.

Many raised both middle fingers, desperately waving them as if they wanted to shoot Ma’el with their ’finger bullets.’

Ma’el looked at their expressions and noticed in the corner of his eye this magnificent stadium, kneeled, raised his thumbs and forefingers, making double gun gestures, alternately posing a photo-shooting posture.

"Snap!"

He closed one eye, pretending to press the shutter, documenting yet another stadium he conquered.

Even under the attack of thousands’ ’fingers,’ he still felt it was a wonderful moment.

His Champions League debut could be called perfect!

He was always good at seizing every first chance, leaving rare beautiful memories... because he knew exactly what heights he wanted to reach.

Without a good start, how could one stay strong in times of trouble, waiting for even better moments?

"Haha.....!"

Afterward, he laughed and exchanged high-fives and hugs with his teammates who caught up, the dazzling lights shining over his head, making it seem as if there was only him left in the stadium.

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ps: Everyone should believe that Mu Yao listens to the sea will slowly stabilize. Too busy today, a Chapter will be released later.