From Arsenal to the Ball God

"Beep!" Another whistle sounded, and green dancers burst out of the whistle model as if they were transformed into the sound, becoming gas, and rushed towards the surroundings of the venue.

"Dun dun dun... Boom boom boom...!"

The music shifted, and all the dancers regrouped from the field, forming giant logos with elements from this European Cup using human heads.

Several girls in white holding European Cup ball icons also rushed into the field to coordinate with their performance.

Sometimes they formed two goalposts, sometimes a sword fight against a football, and occasionally performed actions like a bicycle kick, long-range shooting, and headers. Each time this happened, the football icon would rush into the net.

Finally, everyone together formed a human shape, and the football icon was beneath their feet, creating the most classic football logo on the field!

"Aaahhh...!!" Amidst cheers from the entire crowd, the live symphony came to a complete stop, and the theme song of this European Cup, "Endless Summer," resounded throughout the venue.

A bright light shone on a spot, where a giant Henry Delaunay Golden Cup stood erect, and the theme song singer Oceana appeared in front of the trophy with a microphone.

All the dancers converged here, dancing joyfully to the upbeat rhythm.

"Oh...Oh...Ohhh....!"

"Yeah...Yeah...Yeahhh....!"

The scantily clad Oceana appeared in the spotlight, fervently swaying her sizzling body, bobbing her head as she waited for the music prelude to pass.

"Endless Summer.....!"

"Endless Summer.....!!"

As the music played, everyone reached peak excitement for this match, singing along passionately with Oceana, marking a triumphant conclusion for this European Cup.

"You make me cheer and shout, let your heart radiate...like those dense drumbeats, rising and falling.....!"

"Yeah...Yeah...Yeahhh....!"

"....."

Oceana’s performance didn’t last long before it ended; today’s Warsaw National Stadium clearly belonged not to this sexy singer but to the players and fans, as she only performed a brief opener.

Following her departure, the national flags of 16 teams participating in the European Cup finals entered the field in orderly fashion from both sides, with dancers forming a giant De Lorne Cup in the center!

Those carrying flags entered the field and arranged themselves according to group stage grouping and upper and lower half zones, forming a round of 16 match-up table, as if mapping out the advancement paths of each team here.

"Clap clap....."

Ma’el continued clapping enthusiastically with France team’s players, and they soon saw the teams that advanced to the final eight stepping out from the sequence of 16, gathering at the more central location of the field.

It was indeed time to lay out the match-up table!

He smiled; this segment was quite interesting, allowing everyone to stand and reminisce properly.

"Clang clang... Clang clang!!"

In the sound of horns and drums, the eight teams that entered the quarterfinals gradually approached and adhered together according to their match-up situation.

Not long after, they orderly retreated, returning to their respective groups.

Just as people wondered, four groups of people lying in ambush on the sides suddenly rushed into the central area of the field, unveiling four super large national flags!

The semifinal match-up table appeared!

At the top were Portugal and Spain, and at the bottom were France and Italy!

"Ohhh.....!" The four large national flags fluttered in the wind, vibrating throughout the venue, triggering another wave of climax among the audience.

At this moment, the four groups holding flags suddenly flipped the flags, revealing their backs.

The flags of Portugal and France flipped over, merging into a new French flag; similarly, Italy and Spain’s flags merged into a new Spanish flag.

The lineup for the finals appeared centrally on the field in such a creative way!

"Yeahhh.....!!" The venue was completely aflame, fans from both countries watching the imposing flags, hoisted up in this manner, naturally felt an intense sense of honor.

They were the teams reaching the final, vying for the De Lorne Trophy!

In the next moment, except for the flags of France and Spain, all other flags were retracted, and everyone quickly ran towards the side close to the player tunnel, lifting a large blue curtain, and sprinted to the opposite side.

With strips of blue cloth being lifted, the green field for the European Cup final emerged officially in front of everyone.

The match was truly about to begin!

"Warsaw National Stadium! Welcome France and Spain!!"

"....."

The camera focused on the Henry Delaunay Cup before the player tunnel, under bright spotlight, losing its golden luster but still appearing incredibly brilliant.

On its sides, four black-clad referees led the players from both teams onto the field, and 22 starting superstars officially debuted on the finals stage.

"Henry Delaunay Cup, the emblem of European champions!

𝕗𝐫𝐞𝕖𝕨𝐞𝗯𝚗𝕠𝘃𝐞𝚕.𝐜𝗼𝚖

"Among the previous 13 European Cups, nine champions have been crowned! Germany has won this trophy three times, ranking first in history!

"Both France and Spain have won it twice, tying for second place!

"Any team of them winning one more time would tie with Germany for first place!"

"....."

Before the tunnel, Ma’el walked at the forefront holding onto the youth escort, next to him, Spain and Real Madrid’s Grand Slam winner, Casillas.

As a goalkeeper, Saint Casillas rarely had opportunities to pursue the highest personal honors, appearing slightly overshadowed, but in terms of team honors, he was definitely the one Ma’el needed to pursue.