Chapter 314: De Gea's Perfect Performance Leads at the Emirates Stadium

"Look at me, look at me!"

Reaching out to Mata for the ball while scanning left and right!

There was one Arsenal defender beside him!

Boom!

Mata passed the ball over; Tang Ye pretended to stop it with his foot but actually turned sideways to let it roll past him.

Özil had been fooled!

Completing his turn, Tang Ye chased after the ball and accelerated rapidly.

"Fuck!"

Özil caught up, trying to shoulder-barge Tang Ye!

But Tang Ye's peripheral vision had already detected Özil's move; a split second before Özil's shoulder made contact, Tang Ye played the pass.

Crack!

【De Bruyne Standard Long Pass Lv4: Realistic】

Proficiency: 800/1200

It found Mkhitaryan on the right wing directly!

"Beautiful! Tang Ye!"

The exclamation came from the CCTV commentator; Tang Ye's control over long passes was simply too precise.

He had found Mkhitaryan, who had made a sudden forward run, yet this was not the most difficult part.

The most difficult aspect was that this long pass carried just the right amount of spin, allowing Mkhitaryan to control the ball with merely a light touch!

"Wow!"

Mkhitaryan dribbled down the flank!

Mkhitaryan was fast, but Monreal was marking him tightly.

Looking for Tang Ye's position!

Crack!

Mkhitaryan attempted a cross, but Monreal cleared the ball away.

A throw-in for Manchester United!

Valencia went out of bounds to retrieve the ball, then began searching for a target.

"I've got it, I've got it!"

Tang Ye actively ran over to support, shouting loudly while actually pointing toward Martial at the far end.

Understanding the signal, Valencia unleashed a powerful throw-in that landed precisely on Martial's chest.

Attack on!

Tang Ye sprinted quickly toward the center.

Martial passed the ball back!

With Xhaka nearby trying to steal the ball, Tang Ye knew he lacked room to maneuver, so he immediately poked the ball through to Rashford at the far post.

"A very quick through ball!"

"Yes, this kind of one-touch play is Tang Ye's specialty."

"Rashford!"

"Breaking through on his own!"

"Shooting!"

"Eh! Hiss—what a pity!"

Rashford's driven shot was pushed over the crossbar by goalkeeper Čech's hands.

"Pah!"

Rashford spat a mouthful of saliva onto the grass.

A corner kick opportunity for Manchester United.

Taken by Mata!

Crack!

The corner was taken!

Boom!

It was goalkeeper Čech again!

He had cleared the ball!

!!

Tang Ye immediately sprinted toward the landing spot, intending to clear the ball, but Ramsey beat him to it, taking the ball and running off.

"Damn!"

Realizing the situation was dire, Tang Ye tried to chase but failed.

Looking for his little brother, Rod.

However, this was a corner kick; during corner attacks, his little brother Rod had to move into the penalty area to contest for headers.

No one could intercept Ramsey!

"Wow!"

The Arsenal fans in the stands screamed as Ramsey, carrying the ball forward, reached the halfway line.

Ashley Young, providing cover from deep, was slowly retreating.

He felt he had a chance to intercept but feared making a mistake.

"Pass it directly, pass it directly!"

Ten Hag shouted loudly, having noticed Lacazette making a forward run down the right flank.

There must be a defender in the penalty area, or Manchester United's goal would be in serious trouble!

Ashley Young accelerated to track back, while Ramsey continued to dribble forward.

"Ramsey's speed is incredibly fast!"

"He's passing directly!"

A highly precise diagonal through-ball found Lacazette making his forward run on the right.

Lacazette had already reached the edge of the penalty area.

The goalkeeper rushed out!

Ashley Young moved up to mark tightly, while De Gea focused intently, preparing to make the save.

Lacazette!

Bang!

A volley from the Arsenal striker!

Goal!

"Wow!!!!!!"

"Woww!!"

The Emirates Stadium erupted instantly, as the announcer and the fans shouted the scorer's name in unison.

"Alexandre Lacazetteeeeee! (Lacazette)"

Manchester United's defense had actually been quite decent.

But Lacazette's choice of shot was simply outstanding!

"You should have guarded the far post!"

De Gea roared at Ashley Young, only to be shouted back at by Ashley Young: "I hadn't reached my position yet; I couldn't defend it!"

"Fuck!"

Check Dongqiu Di live match report: Corner kick counter-attack, Lacazette scores on a one-on-one breakaway, Arsenal leads 1:0 at home.

【Damn, awesome!】

【Ashley Young ran too slowly!】

【So why wasn't Luke Shaw played?】

【Ashley Young's one-on-one defending is much better than Luke Shaw's, right?】

【But he clearly failed to stop this one, bro.】

"Damn it."

Mimicking Rashford, Tang Ye spat a mouthful of saliva onto the grass before slowly jogging back to the halfway line.

Arsenal's counter-attack from the corner was too fast; he hadn't even had a chance to intercept!

The match continued!

Reaching the 30th minute of the first half, Manchester United's possession rate at this moment was...

47%!

This possession rate was perfectly acceptable for Manchester United; what the players should be considering now was how to create more attacking opportunities.

The camera cut to the strongest player within the Manchester United squad!

King Ball Tang!

What's the play!

Receiving a layoff pass from Martial in the center, Tang Ye was quickly pressed by Xhaka.

He could pass the ball out, but Tang Ye had a better option.

He controlled the ball, paused his body for a moment.

Using rhythm to fake out Xhaka!

Success!

"Beautiful, Tang Ye! Take it yourself!"

"Not fast in speed, but excellent in rhythm."

Shaking off Xhaka, he ran toward the top of the arc, pointing with his left hand toward the penalty area to signal Martial to make a quick forward run.

Just as Martial arrived in position, Tang Ye lifted his left foot and suddenly played a pass to find Mkhitaryan on the right wing!

A feint from Tom!

Mkhitaryan took control of the ball!

Walking inch by inch into the penalty area!

"Anthony!"

Hearing Tang Ye's voice, Mkhitaryan delivered his cross.

Martial!

Bang!

A volley into the net.

Goalkeeper Cech chose to dive for the save, which was clearly a mistaken choice!

Goal!

Manchester United pulled one back!

Tang Ye ran quickly toward Martial.

Jump up when you're close to your position!

"Wowhoo!"

Perfect coordination; after the match ends, Tang Ye must watch the replay of that attack.

His dribbling through the center was just damn cool!

"Come on you Arsenal—yeah, you are the hot stuff! (Go Arsenal—ah, you are the favorites to win the championship!)"

"Keep telling us we are boring—we will just keep on scoring now! (You've been telling us until we're sick of hearing it—'We will start scoring goals from now on!')"

"The Arsenal! Come on, the Arsenal! The Arsenal! (Arsenal... Go Arsenal... Arsenal!)"

Currently, Arsenal's record is at the bottom among the Premier League's Big Six; if they can defeat Manchester United, who are ranked second, it would greatly boost their momentum for the upcoming matches in December.

The Gunners' fans hope their team can defeat Manchester United, yet this is no easy task.

Manchester United is very strong this season!

Because Ten Hag has brought out his strongest tactics!

The 37th minute!

After scoring a goal, Manchester United's possession rate began to slowly rise, breaking through the 55% mark at this point.

Wenger is now under considerable pressure.

As everyone knows, Manchester United is not a team that relies on possession, but if you truly hand over possession opportunities to them, it becomes a terrifying prospect.

Because higher possession rates mean Tang Ye can receive more passing opportunities!

Bang!

Özil pulled down Ashley Young, giving Manchester United a set-piece opportunity on the left flank.

"A ball from this position is definitely going to Tang Ye..."

While the commentator was analyzing, Tang Ye quickly ran over and took the ball from Rashford's hands.

"Huff huff."

Biting down on the gum in his mouth, Tang Ye waited for his teammates in the penalty area to get into position.

There were many people in the penalty area; Tang Ye's goal was to pass to a teammate without giving the opponent a chance to touch the ball.

This was not an easy task, so he needed to observe carefully.

Rashford's header wasn't great, Bailly's run didn't seem excellent, and as for Smalling...

Smalling had already been tightly marked by Arsenal's defenders inside the penalty area.

There was no absolute standard answer for this ball; Tang Ye could only follow his own ideas.

"The free kick is taken..."

"Tang Ye has delivered a long pass with an arc here."

"You can see this ball carries a bit of topspin."

"Looking for Smalling!"

Bang!

Smalling headed the ball down into the penalty area.

It went to Bailly on the left side!

Slap!

A close-range poke shot; goalkeeper Čech had absolutely no way to stop it.

"GOOO—AAAAA—LLLLL!!!"

"2:1!"

"Manchester United's set-piece tactic succeeded!"

Undoubtedly, this was a very perfect set-piece attack; Ten Hag raised both his arms high.

He high-fived Fan Fan Dejiahe, then sat back down in his seat.

"Having an inherent set-piece system is exactly why I bought Tom!"

"You should say that to those journalists who doubt you,"

Fan Fan Dejiahe reminded him.

"I just hope you support my transfer decisions; back then, you actually voiced opposition and told me to buy Lukaku."

"Oh, Erik, I was just making a suggestion."

Fan Fan Dejiahe helplessly spread his hands: "You are the one who makes the final decisions; I will always stand by your side."

"Well, that's good."

As time reached the 40th minute, holding a one-goal advantage, Ten Hag signaled the Manchester United players on the field to temporarily slow down their attacking tempo.

Arsenal is a team that relies heavily on form; if Manchester United can carry their lead into the second half, their chances of winning this match will be very high!

Drop back to defend and see how Arsenal attacks...

Özil played a long pass to find Xhaka making a run down the flank.

Facing Valencia, who had dropped back to defend, Xhaka adjusted his steps and played a long ball directly to Sánchez at the far post.

The ball flew over Manchester United's penalty area!

Sánchez!

He lifted his foot and struck directly!

A volley slash!

De Gea leaped sideways, pushing the ball straight out of the goal frame.

"Wow!"

Tang Ye, who had dropped back to defend, stood still and let out a huge sigh of relief.

It really has to be you, David!

Returning to the arc position for corner kick defense, Tang Ye and Rodri both touched De Gea's cheeks.

The beard was a bit prickly, but it didn't matter.

De Gea is too amazing!

Arriving at the 44th minute, under Wenger's shouts, Arsenal continued their attack.

This time it was Lacazette with a header inside the penalty area!

Slap!

It was still punched away by De Gea!

"Beautiful, David!"

Ashley Young tightly hugged De Gea's head; the conflict between the two had completely ended.

"Hoo..."

Wenger's chest heaved up and down, his breathing speed very fast.

Arsenal's offense in this match was performed very well, but alas, Manchester United's offense was also very good.

Moreover, Manchester United had a little more than Arsenal.

Manchester United goalkeeper De Gea's form was too good; this was a matter that gave Wenger a severe headache!

"Beep, beep-beep!!"

Halftime report: Arsenal trailing Manchester United 1:2, Lacazette one-on-one, Bailly scrambling at the goal mouth, Tang Ye 92% offensive participation rate.

【With De Gea in this form, Manchester United is invincible】

【The strikers' form is also passable; Manchester United is very steady in this match】

【Hot knowledge: Manchester United strikers' form depends on Tang Ye; as long as Tang Ye is in good form, Manchester United strikers score】

【Tang Tang Qiuwang's form is steadily rising; developing like this, I feel Germany is truly going to suffer】

【The person above, don't exaggerate too much】

Halftime.

"Rod, there's someone on the opposite side named Xhaka; did you notice him?"

"Of course, the starting lineup came out 30 minutes before the match; I definitely know."

Rodri answered very quickly.

"Let me tell you, Rod, when I was playing for Utrecht before, I had a U19 teammate named Xhaka; he played as a striker, and he was also very formidable."

Rodri narrowed his eyes: "How formidable?"

"I originally didn't play the FIFA game; it was him who got me into it."

This...

The corner of Rodri's mouth twitched.

"Then that is truly a bit formidable."

"I'm not lying."

Tang Ye smiled very happily.

Later, when returning to the locker room after the match ended, he definitely had to send a message to Xhaka.

Hmm, not Arsenal's Xhaka, but his good friend Xhaka.

On the other side, in the home team's locker room.

Because they were trailing, Wenger's mood was not very good right now.

"The opponent's offense is better than ours; this is not a good thing, but we must admit this fact."

No one in the locker room spoke; Mustafi hung his head low.

Last month his performance could be said to be the best within the Arsenal team, but in the first match of this month, he did not play well.

That number 10 from Manchester United always made some strange passing choices; for an honest center-back like Mustafi, this was truly too unfriendly.

Wenger quickly outlined the arrangements for what followed.

Three defenders might not be the optimal solution against Manchester United.

But this season, what Arsenal was best at was the three-defender system; suddenly switching to four defenders might instead result in poor performance.

Considering this issue, Arsenal would still use three defenders in the second half.

But there was one change, and that was the front field!

"In the second half, we need suppressing power, more suppressing power, to prevent our opponents from exercising their offensive capabilities; this is very important."

"3, 2, 1!"

"Go Manchester United!"

Arriving at the player tunnel, Tang Ye stood in place and quickly shook his legs.

Glancing accidentally at Cech, the goalkeeper at the very front of the neighboring team, Tang Ye's attention was immediately attracted; he stared at Cech for a long time.

"What's wrong, Tom?"

Rodri turned his head; Tang Ye brought his mouth close to the side of Rodri's head: "Rod, do you know why Cech wears a helmet?"

Rodri glanced at Cech, then shook his head.

Hmm.

Tang Ye widened his big eyes.

He hadn't expected there to be something Rod didn't know.

Tang Ye imagined many possibilities for why Cech wore a helmet; he wanted to ask Arsenal's players, but he was somewhat hesitant.

After a moment's hesitation, just as Tang Ye was about to speak, the head referee at the front blew the whistle.

The second half of the match begins!

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(End of Chapter)