From Arsenal to the Ball God

"Pop!"

Hot Bird took the lead and stopped the ball behind the opponent's defense with a kick.

His success rate with this technical move wasn't high, but luckily this time he had luck on his side!

A chance for conversion came!

"Thud thud thud...!"

Gervinho drove the ball straight down the right flank while constantly observing the situation in the box.

After Ma'el showcased his aerial and header skills, the winger on the opposite side rarely opted to find Van Persie directly in crossing.

Most of the time, he faced the marking of two tall central defenders, and passing to Van Persie was clearly less threatening than passing to Ma'el.

Van Persie understood this, so he tried to run forward as much as possible each time, pulling away the two central defenders and creating more space for Ma'el at the back post.

"Bang!!"

Gervinho delivered a pass straight to the back post, the ball moving at a high speed.

Goalkeeper Rudy decisively chose to come out for the ball, but his ability to judge the landing spot wasn't strong enough, and his hand reached for the sky but couldn't hold the ball, merely brushing it and changing its trajectory.

At the back post, Ma'el originally intended to rush forward and head the ball straight into the goal, but the sudden change in the ball's path disrupted his judgment.

"Pop.....!"

He had to quickly twist his body, unleashing all his attributes to the limit, and jumped up, using the tip of his right foot to hook the ball.

This was a ball-stopping move akin to a future Bundesliga logo, requiring high coordination and reaction!

The ball touched Ma'el's toe just before flying past the goal line, stopping in mid-air, and then began descending towards the ground with backspin.

Stopped!

"Quick!" Norwich's goalkeeper Rudy looked shocked, waving his hand to signal his bewildered teammates to quickly track back.

"Bang!!"

Ma'el didn't plan to give them time, landing and turning his body to his right foot, once again leaping sideways, elegantly firing an aerial side volley towards the goal.

"Swish!!" The ball flew into the net at the near post, bouncing off the ground and hitting the far corner.

Goal again!

Four to one!

Killed the game completely!!

"Aha...Ahhhaaaa....!!"

As the Emirates Stadium erupted in that moment, Wenger also burst forth, leaping into the air before sprinting down the touchline with leaps and fist-pumps, "Wonderful...Goal....!!"

This scene was reminiscent of his old rival Mourinho leading Porto to eliminate Manchester United, celebrating by sprinting 50 meters at Dream Theater.

Wenger's personality was certainly different from Mourinho's; compared to the Special One, he was undoubtedly more reserved.

But today, his inner passion was finally released; he confirmed his team could clinch the championship with 100 points!

Since Mourinho could sprint 50 meters at Dream Theater, he could also sprint 60 meters at the Emirates Stadium, which he personally built!

"Another goal!! Four to one!! Ma'el's goal completely killed the game! This is the icing on the cake!!

"We see Wenger can no longer control himself, heading straight to his players!

"The fourth official tried to stop him, but it was too late! This may subject Wenger to punishment by The English FA, but with the season nearing the end, any penalty would most likely be a fine.

"That amount of money undoubtedly means little to the old professor, and at this moment, it won't stop his celebration!

"Let loose! After this match concludes, all pressure will dissipate! This Arsenal will be tinged with legendary colors!"

"....."

On the pitch side, Ma'el once again weaved through his teammates' pursuit and alone ran towards the corner flag area.

Premier League goal number 43!

Career goal number 101!

It's here!

This time, he could confirm this would be his last goal celebration of the season; he had to quickly decide how to close out the season!

After some brainstorming... Ma'el ultimately chose to smile with hands pointed towards the sky, elegantly ending this season's journey.

They're not just champions; they are the only team in history to go undefeated with 100 points!

Ma'el had just reached the sideline intending to turn around and embrace his teammates when he saw a figure in a suit running from the side.

Before he could see who it was, he was tackled to the ground by the figure jumping onto him.

Only then did he realize it was Mr. Wenger jumping off the substitute bench.

Ma'el then got up and helped Mr. Wenger up, spreading his arms and giving him a hug, "We will be immortal!"

"Now in my heart....."

Wenger's body shook, his face expressing dramatically, "You are the best team!

"No Galaxy Battleship nor Dream Three dynasty can compare with you, nor can the invincible team!

"You're starting a new era, creating your legend! Next season, I am sure we can win more!"

"We will!" Ma'el patted his back, trembling with blood surging through his veins.

"Yeah...!"

"Vamos...!"

Arsenal players roared and jumped, climbing onto Ma'el's back, forming a human pyramid.

Ma'el was prepared this time, not being knocked down, hugging Arteta with two people on his back.

After separating from Arteta, he smiled, raised his fist, and voiced a long-standing desire, "It seems the northern expedition this season has been a complete success."

"Haha.....!" Other players burst into laughter, many raising their arms and letting out triumphant shouts.

"Northern expedition complete!"

"We haven't lost a single match and collected 100 badges of honor!"