Chapter 469: The League Isn't Even Halfway Through, Yet They've Already Matched Last Season's Yellow Card Count

"That's a goal!"

"Liwupu have equalized!"

No goals in the first 20 minutes, then suddenly two goals after the 20-minute mark.

The match tempo is rising rapidly!

"Get tight on him!"

De Gea sat on the goal line and spread his hands.

The other Manchester United players also looked somewhat helpless.

Unbelievable, after working so hard to take the lead!

Roar!!!

Mané slid on his knees to celebrate, while Tang Ye just stood there watching.

Mané's speed was incredibly fast...

Wait, no!

This was not the time to be marveling at Mané's speed.

They had conceded a goal; the score was now 1:1!

"It's fine, it's fine, just slow the tempo down a bit!"

Valencia shouted along with his teammates.

It was still the tactic devised before the match; what Manchester United needed to do now was to gradually build up their attacks, thereby reducing pressure on the defensive end.

The match continued!

"When you walk through a storm~"

"Hold your head up high~"

"And don't be afraid of the dark~~"

"..."

Slap!

Salah broke into the penalty area and immediately fired off a shot.

Clang!

Salah's shot struck the post!

That was a bit terrifying.

Earlier Tang Ye had curled a free kick onto the crossbar, and now Salah had driven a shot against the post.

At least both sides were now even in terms of luck!

The clock had just ticked past the 30-minute mark, and Liwupu had launched another attack.

Once again, the breakthrough came from Salah's flank.

With a simple change of tempo, he breezed into the penalty area.

He adjusted his stance.

"Near post, near post!"

The Manchester United players communicated.

Bang!

Salah took the shot; Smalling collapsed to the ground on the spot, and the ball ultimately deflected off his body.

It rebounded out!

"I've got it!"

With a shout, Arnold charged up from behind.

Bang!

A long-range shot was unleashed; De Gea leaped and parried the ball over the crossbar.

"Brilliant, De Gea!"

"What an incredibly fast reaction!"

"Yes, both goalkeepers are performing exceptionally well in today's match."

That was absolutely correct; both De Gea and Alisson were in superb form today.

Given the absurdly high frequency of attacks from the outfield players of both Manchester United and Liwupu, if either team had any other goalkeeper, the score might already be 2:2 or even 3:3.

Liwupu earned a corner kick.

It was taken by Arnold!

"Arnold!"

"Arnold!"

Arnold certainly had quite a large following among the Liwupu supporters...

Slap!

The corner was delivered!

Fan Daike placed both hands on Bailly's shoulders, jumped, and headed the ball into the net to score.

"Goooo——aaaaa——llll!"

"It's a header from Fan Daike!"

"Liwupu have turned the score around!"

The score became 2:1; because the goal came so suddenly, some Manchester United fans in the stadium were still stunned.

"Hey, that was a foul!"

Valencia appealed to the referee, arguing that Fan Daike's act of pressing his hand on Bailly's shoulder constituted an attacking foul.

Because of Fan Daike's maneuver, Bailly had no way to jump.

Feeling his teammate's judgment was correct, Tang Ye also joined the argument.

"What's going on... the Manchester United players are complaining!"

"Let's see what the situation is."

"Ouch, hiss... it seems Fan Daike has pinned Bailly down."

The players and fans on-site all looked up at the big screen replay; after watching the replay, Tang Ye became even more certain of Ji De Kan Fa.

"Mr., listen to me, that was definitely a foul; he used force."

"No, no, no! No force used, just placed on top, a natural motion."

Robertson was also defending his teammate, and he and Tang Ye quickly started arguing.

The two were already prepared to duel, but at that moment, the referee issued his ruling.

Check Dongqiu Di live match report: Liverpool's controversial goal ruled valid; Manchester United trails 1:2 away from home.

【There's really nothing to dispute about this goal; what are Manchester United arguing about?】

【No call on this goal? Is the person above blind?】

【Stop arguing, stop arguing.】

【Wait, does Manchester United only rely on Tang Ye to score from set pieces? Can't they bring something fierce? Where is the open-play offense!】

Not only did the players from both teams clash on-site, but the fans of both teams in the comment section also went to war.

The Liverpool fans on Check Dongqiu Di were quite clever; when cursing, they specifically avoided Tang Ye, thus preventing themselves from being targeted.

That guy ggbond was a conceptual god on both Check Dongqiu Di and Weibo.

But the other Manchester United players had no nationality to protect them!

"Vandijk! (Fan Daike)"

Bang! Bang!

"Vandijk!"

"Ole ole ole..."

"Ole ole ola~"

It was now the 33rd minute of the first half, with the home team Liwupu leading Manchester United 2:1.

And they had taken the lead through a comeback!

Things were looking grim for Manchester United!

"It's fine, we can play, we can play."

Tang Ye encouraged De Jong and Rodri, as he could see that his two little brothers were now somewhat nervous.

The burden on Tang Ye's shoulders was now very heavy.

Because he knew that as the big brother, he should step up at critical moments.

The problem was that Liwupu was playing too well, making it slightly difficult for Tang Ye to step up!

Receiving the pass sent over by De Jong, Tang Ye moved laterally to create distance from the defending player.

In Manchester United's current situation, there was no need to rush the attack; stabilizing possession was the most important thing.

Waiting for the Liwupu players to come up and press for the ball.

Okay, now is the time!

When Liwupu's attacking players pressed up, their defenders would also push forward; Tang Ye had noticed this pattern more than ten minutes ago.

He could make use of it right now.

He pushed the ball toward the front right, feinting a breakthrough, but actually pulled it back, then pushed it toward Fabinho's feet.

Tang Ye actually had no intention of nutmegging him, but Fabinho panicked on his own and fell directly.

Slap!

He passed to De Jong, and De Jong returned the ball.

The mechanism has been triggered!

Slap!

A long ball lofted toward the front field!

The camera followed Tang Ye's long pass.

Lovren, Fan Daike...

!!!

It arrived at Haller's feet!

This is...

This damn well is a one-on-one breakaway!

It was a one-on-one breakaway, but not the kind that was particularly easy to handle.

Haller slowed down to control the ball, and then Fan Daike closed in.

Rashford reacted immediately, cutting inside, and executed an ultra-quick one-two combination with Haller inside the penalty area.

This time, it was truly a chance facing the goalkeeper directly!

Bang!

Haller fired a shot; Alisson was powerless to save it.

Saving a ball like this relied not on the goalkeeper's skill, but on luck.

"2:2!"

The Manchester United players rushed to the corner flag to celebrate, and Tang Ye leaped directly onto Ale's back.

When the match reached the 20th minute, no one expected there would already be a full four goals.

"Actually, the performance of both goalkeepers has been quite outstanding."

"But... let's say, eh, in some situations, it's no use if only your goalkeeper performs well."

After ending the celebration, the Manchester United players were quickly greeted by the fans in the stands.

Crack!

Tang Ye was hit by a mineral water bottle.

"..."

Learning from the lessons of Zhiqiande Sect, Tang Ye this time merely kicked the mineral water bottle aside instead of booting it into the stands.

"You all be careful!"

Tang Ye issued a vicious warning.

Some fans might not know that if Tom wanted to deal with them, he could kick any fan in the second-tier stands.

So the Liwupu fans had best not get too arrogant!

The 42nd minute!

"Get up, get up!"

"Receive it!"

Klopp shouted very loudly, and Tang Ye ran very fast.

Arnold carried the ball forward...

Seize the opportunity!

Slide tackle!

Tang Ye's slide tackle didn't touch Arnold, but he couldn't let Arnold get past him either.

Then there was no other way.

He grabbed Arnold's ankle on the ground, causing the latter to fall directly.

"Beep!"

Yellow card: Tang Ye

Check Dongqiu Di live match report: Tang Ye commits a tactical foul to stop Arnold's advance.

It was a very simple tactical foul, but after the referee showed the yellow card, the CCTV commentator received news from the production booth.

"This season, Tang Ye has already received four yellow cards in the Premier League, matching the total number of yellow cards he received last season. And this season's Premier League hasn't even reached the halfway point yet."

The camera focused on Tang Ye; his dyed yellow hair was slowly turning brown.

"Hiss... This season, Tang Ye's skills, especially his physical abilities, have shown obvious growth compared to last season."

"But the number of yellow cards is also increasing!"

The commentator did not analyze in detail the reasons for the increase in Tang Ye's yellow cards, because unsurprisingly, fans and reporters would definitely research this matter after the match.

What the commentator needed to do was to perform his commentary duties well.

For such a wonderful match as the Double Red Derby, the commentator must also deliver a professional performance!

Boom!

A long-range shot went straight into the stands, hitting a Liwupu fan up there.

Tang Ye raised his hand to apologize.

It wasn't that his long-range shooting ability was poor, but rather that Liwupu played too disgustingly in this match.

Damn it, whenever Tang Ye received the ball, there were at least two people interfering around him; how could one play like this?

"It's uncomfortable, Rod!"

Tang Ye complained to his teammate about his predicament.

Rodri was also feeling very uncomfortable; right now he just wanted to rush up and swap places with Fabinho, which could alleviate the pressure on his big brother.

But unfortunately, he couldn't do that...

In the 45th minute, the stoppage time for the first half was announced.

Due to multiple conflicts between players plus Luke Shaw's treatment, the stoppage time for the first half was a full three minutes.

"The amount of stoppage time given is still quite generous."

"Yes, this is an opportunity for both sides..."

Crack!

Tang Ye played a grounded through-pass that surged forty meters; Ye He very intelligently chose to cut inside and directly took control of the ball.

"Eh, what is this!!!"

"Ye He!"

"It's a one-on-one!"

"The goalkeeper is coming out!"

Things happened too suddenly; Alisson hurriedly rushed out.

Whoosh, whoosh!

Ye He tried his best to steady his emotions.

Push shot!

Crack!

A very delicate push shot.

Goal!

"Sssss…"

"Was that offside?"

"No offside! Ye He's breakaway was not offside!"

He played a bit too passionately—when Ye He scored, his face turned red instantly.

"Yooooo!!!!"

【Quest Progress: Assists 9/10】

Hehe!

Tang Ye raised both hands.

Poor Liverpool players never expected the villain king would reveal his ferocious fangs in stoppage time!

Liverpool is behind again!

Tang Ye walked beneath the stands, stepped onto an advertisement board, and spread his arms toward the Liverpool fans.

"Xuuuu!!!!"

"Fuck you!"

"Shit!"

United overturned Liverpool 3-2, and all three first-half goals involved Tang Ye.

To Liverpool fans right now, Tom is the most hateful person on earth!

"Bee, bee-bee!!"

……

Check Dongqiu Di halftime report: Tang Ye assisted a breakaway and scored powerfully from a free kick; United overturned Liverpool 3-2.

HuPu community fan comment: You can insult my Tang Tang Zhengxiong, but you can't insult my Tang Tang Zhengxiong's genes.

"United!"

"ManUnited!"

The stands erupted with United fans chanting; Tang Ye looked up and waved toward the away section.

"Hey!"

Noticing trouble in the stands, Tang Ye quickly found stadium security: "Third floor! Third floor—there's a fight!"

"Huh?"

The security guard was confused—where Tang Ye pointed, the stands seemed chaotic.

"Two guys are fighting—Salah and Rodri!"

Tang Ye said.

Of course, the fighters weren't Salah and Rodri—they were fans wearing those two players' jerseys.

"Come on, Tom, hurry up!"

Rashford's voice came from ahead.

"This…"

"Are you sure it's fine?"

Tang Ye shoved the security guard toward the stands: "Bro, go fight! I'm leaving."

Locker room.

"Wowhoo!"

Because they had reclaimed the lead in stoppage time, the United players were extremely excited.

"That goal, haha—I knew Tom would run forward, so I just sprinted right away."

Ye He gestured with both hands.

First El Classico of the season, a stoppage-time goal in the first half that overturned the score.

Unsurprisingly, Ye He would brag about this goal for at least two months.

"I didn't expect it to be so perfect—I received it comfortably."

Tang Ye shrugged, joking: "Hey, Hakim, you don't believe in Tom!"

"Hahaha!"

"Oh, sorry, I'm guilty, I'm guilty!"

Ye He immediately confessed.

"Alright, alright, quiet down, quiet!"

Ten Hahe had already set up the tactics board: "I know you're all excited—we played well in the first half—but you know, that whistle was for halftime, not full time!"

"The match isn't over!"

In Ten Hahe's view, celebrating after 45 minutes was unreasonable.

Only celebrating after 90 minutes was acceptable.

"I know you played well—very well. But right now I need you to stay calm. We still have the second half. Our opponents will counterattack. All we need to do is hold the lead and get three points."

Ten Hahe held up three fingers: "Is that clear enough, or should I say it again?"

"Clear!"

"Clear, clear!"

Several players shouted out—Ye He and Ale included.

These two goal-scorers were still buzzing.

Tang Ye was calmer—he was drinking water, the United number 10.

Clap, clap, clap!

Ten Hag quickly moved the magnetic flags on his tactical board: "You must have seen it too; Alexander-Arnold is our breakthrough point."

"Marcus needs to coordinate with Yang to attack their left flank; this will be our core offensive tactic for the second half."

Rashford usually plays worse in the second half than in the first, but it doesn't matter, because in this match, Alexander-Arnold's defensive capability was practically non-existent.

A pure breakthrough point; Manchester United must seize this opportunity.

"Just charge straight at them with speed; Tom will support from the center. We should keep it simple; tactics aren't that complicated. As long as we execute them perfectly, I believe we'll be fine. Alright? Remember what I said."

Ten Hag truly understood the psychology of his players all too well.

The more critical the moment, the more one must emphasize discipline!

"Next is corner kick defense. You should be able to see that all their corners are taken by Alexander-Arnold, and in the middle is..."

Thump-thump!

Tang Ye placed his hand over his heart on the left side of his chest.

After intense exercise, the heartbeat naturally accelerates so that the muscles can receive more oxygen.

Of course, it wasn't just about oxygen now; Tang Ye was also bearing pressure.

Liwupu was indeed not an easy opponent to deal with.

Of course, the Manchester United team he belonged to was absolutely no weaker than Liwupu!

(End of Chapter)