"Bang!!"
Ma'el felt the pressure brought by top defenders and did not hesitate to handle the ball. He swung his left foot and blasted a powerful shot towards the approximate location of the goal.
"Pop!" Neuer reacted swiftly, diving out to the left and grazing the ball heading towards the far corner with his hand. His eyes were intensely focused on the ball's trajectory.
Luckily, the football grazed the post and flew out to the sideline, only conceding a corner to the opponents!
"Ah.....!"
"Clap, clap, clap.....!"
The field first echoed with sounds of astonishnt. So were amazed by Ma'el's sprint from the sideline to complete the shooting operation, while others marveled at Neuer's reaction speed.
Then, fans from both sides began to clap their hands, applauding the splendid performance brought by the two players, expressing their admiration.
During the instant Ma'el shot, he lost his balance. Thanks to his good coordination, he took a step back and stabilized himself.
He slightly shook his head, glanced at Boateng who had pressured him earlier. Just as the other made eye contact, they both habitually extended their right hands for a high-five.
Only Badstuber ca running awkwardly from behind, watching teammates with enough spirit to interact with the opponent, feeling as if the sky was falling.
All of you share mutual appreciation on the field, am I the only one beaten badly?
......
On the sidelines, Heynckes saw Ma'el's repeated burst through the left sideline, hesitated for a mont before heading to the bench.
"Alaba! Warm up, you'll get a chance in the second half!"
He intended to substitute the young Alaba onto the field. Although this player hasn't much experience in high-level leagues, his speed and explosiveness are excellent, with strong confrontational ability, potentially able to limit Ma'el.
"Okay."
Alaba stood up from the bench, pleasantly surprised to reach the sidelines, knowing that if he perford well in this match, he might have so opportunities in the new season.
Glancing at Ma'el on the field, he didn't feel overly afraid. Ma'el is a talented prodigy, but so is he!
Their positions happen to match, and maybe, the clash of two prodigies on the left sideline might create so splendid monts.
In such beautiful dreams, Alaba suddenly heard a commotion from the nearby fan area, soone noticed him, eyes brightening as they chatted with those beside them.
"He looks like Liu Xing."
"Really? Hmm...a bit, just darker."
"Hahaha, is he German? Bayern Liu Xing, so amusing!"
Alaba didn't understand, seeing the expressions he assud they were praising him, and laughingly waved to greet the fans.
"Bang!!"
At this mont, Ramsey sent a corner kick for Arsenal, the football curving inwards towards the goal.
In the middle, Koscielny and Badstuber were jostling for position; in this aerial contest, Badstuber finally regained so ground, suppressing Koscielny and headed the ball towards the center.
"Push up! Raise it up!"
Bayern captain Lam gestured for teammates to exit the penalty area, but he imdiately saw them freeze in place, with soone diving desperately to tackle sideways to block.
"Bang!!"
In the central area, Ma'el stopped the ball a ter away from his side, swung his arms, folded his thigh backwards to the extre, and exerted all his strength to smash the ball towards the far corner of the goal.
The football swiftly darted into the densely populated Bayern penalty area, leading nurous Bayern players to rush to block.
"Bang!" Yet the football still slamd rcilessly against the goalpost, quickly bouncing towards a diagonal direction and crashed into the center of the goal.
The edge net right behind Neuer's head violently trembled, but he remained firmly standing in place, not making any reaction.
"Oh...." Bayern captain Lam sighed softly, turned to glance at Ma'el, and then locked eyes with his dazed teammates.
"Wow....! Wow.....!!" Once again, sonic booms echoed through the stadium, with dostic Arsenal fans frantically rising from their seats, waving their hands.
Bayern's players snapped out from their stupor, collectively lowered their heads and walked towards the center circle arc, having no choice but to accept the conceded goal.
Many of them couldn't help but gaze at Ma'el, who was sprinting to the sidelines to celebrate, watching his back, thinking about his age....waves of shock washed over their hearts.
"Yeah...!"
Ma'el roared for the second ti as he reached the sideline, blood boiling, every hair standing upright, feeling goosebumps all over his body.
At this mont, the cheers from Beijing Workers' Stadium rose for him alone!
He used a splendid world-class shot to break the goal, using Bayern players as a collective background prop, as his best 18th birthday gift!
"Ma'el!"
"Wait for us!"
"Happy Birthday, kid!"
"This will make you famous!"
Arsenal teammates rushed up, seeing Ma'el scoring in his debut, they all showed expressions of admiration, praising his performance.
Alexander Song ca late, saw Ma'el with his youthful face becoming the focus of everyone's gaze, witnessing his flourishing deanor and elevated spirit.....suddenly convulsing all over, his face slightly twisted.
Why didn't he experience this feeling in his youth?
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ps: Woke up late today, there might be an update after midnight, don't wait brothers, three chapters will be available tomorrow morning.
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