[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-start-with-r9-template":3,"chapter-start-with-r9-template-start-with-r9-template-chapter-193":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Start with R9 Template",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1388658,1840,"Chapter 193 - 193","start-with-r9-template-chapter-193",193,"\u003Cp>David Luiz quickly adjusted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing this, Özil rejoiced inwardly and cut the ball back in the opposite direction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But then he realized David Luiz, with his explosive strength, had forcefully twisted his body back into position.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next moment!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ball lay quietly at David Luiz's feet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Özil, struck by David Luiz's sturdy frame and having overcommitted to his weight shift, tumbled face-first onto the pitch in disarray.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Among current center-backs, who possesses the best passing ability?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leonardo Bonucci naturally comes to mind first, but David Luiz is no less skilled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His eyes swiftly scanned the forward positions, quickly locking onto Man United's number 7.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Preferring attack, passing, and spatial awareness over conservative defending, he had once been Chelsea's midfield metronome.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This seems to be an innate talent embedded in Brazilian players.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>David Luiz looked down at the ball, swung his right leg high, and brought it down in an instant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Crack!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A crisp, resonant sound echoed through the Emirates Stadium.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ball soared into the night wind, streaking like a falling meteor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A signature long-range guided pass!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It traversed Arsenal's front line and midfield, heading straight for their defensive third.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the camera panned rapidly, Man United's number 7 moved from the edge of the frame to the center, capturing everyone's attention.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon, another figure appeared—Hector Bellerin, gritting his teeth as he sprinted furiously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Having learned from his earlier marking error, he was hyper-vigilant, tracking Ling the moment he turned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With his speed advantage, Bellerin was on the verge of overtaking Ling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He dared not attempt to control the ball, focusing solely on shepherding it out of play to buy time for reorganizing the defense.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Due to David Luiz's technique, the ball not only traveled at high speed but also spun rapidly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This is a difficult ball to control!\" Drury shouted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ling is not only behind in position but also too close to the sideline! He has nowhere to go!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet what unfolded next on the pitch left him astounded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ling quickly glanced back, memorizing the ball's trajectory.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he forcefully pushed off the turf, leaping into the air!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His left leg stretched out straight, making contact with the ball just before Bellerin could clear it, hooking it back from the brink of going out of bounds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His gaze was sharp and fierce, brimming with confidence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bellerin had no time to be shocked; he immediately halted his momentum, aiming to dispossess Ling before he could steady himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the same time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ling quickly regained his balance, lightly tapping the ball with his forehead to evade Bellerin, who was lunging back toward him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The latter instantly lost his bearings, instinctively turning around once more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the next moment, he realized the ball had long vanished without a trace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Emirates Stadium fell into a dead silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone clearly saw Ling flick the ball with his toe, sending it playfully soaring over Bellerin's head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A complete humiliation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet, the Arsenal fans didn't feel insulted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instead, they couldn't help but admire the spectacle unfolding before them—the scenes were simply too beautiful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An asian player.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was lifting his legs for the sake of beautiful football, performing feats beyond the imagination of the sport.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Perhaps even he didn't know what move he would make next.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was this the unique football style of Man United's number 7?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A flurry of thoughts raced through their minds, but their focus quickly returned as they watched Ling charging toward the penalty area with the ball.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This time, Koscielny's closing speed was a bit slow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So Ling didn't hesitate for a moment. On the left side of the penalty area, he twisted his body, nearly parallel to the ball.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His right foot struck the middle of the ball with fierce precision, just as he had done countless times in training.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ball traced a beautiful arc through the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Petr Cech had no mood for appreciation. He leaped, stretching his body to the limit, desperately reaching out with his left hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the curled shot was simply perfect.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Its angle, speed, and power were all impeccable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The aging Cech couldn't prevent the ball from nestling into the net.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>0-2!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Top corner!\" Drury screamed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It's in! It's absolute magic!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"A brace for the boy wonder!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ling magically dribbled past Bellerin on the wing like he wasn't there and delivered a perfect curled shot from the JL7 Zone, helping Man United extend their lead!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"He is the star of this match! He is the star of the season!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After scoring, Ling chose not to celebrate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As this was Wenger's farewell match, he wanted to show the veteran the respect he deserved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the sidelines, Wenger wore a deeply dejected expression.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even in his old age, he couldn't halt Arsenal's decline.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mourinho suddenly sidled up to him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What do you think? Not bad yeah? this player of mine? Forget his talent for a moment—just his sheer dedication is something I've rarely seen in my coaching career.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Honestly, Arsène, I don't think you need to leave football so soon. Aren't Premier League clubs still sending you offers? Or you could take charge of another team and make a comeback. It could be quite interesting.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wenger's eyes seemed to flicker several times before he replied with a bitter smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I'm 14 years older than you, Jose, so it's time for me to retire. Maybe I'll join Alex for a meal at a Swiss pub someday. That sounds nice too.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For him, leaving Arsenal marked the end of passion, but not the end of love.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moreover, due to conflicts with the management and fans, he wanted to completely distance himself from Arsenal and see what his successor could achieve.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mourinho fell silent upon hearing this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He fully understood Wenger's stubbornness but couldn't bring himself to agree with it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet, on this day of farewell, he had no desire to argue anymore.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their ideological battles were over.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The match resumed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a two-goal lead, Man United quickly made substitutions, bringing on Ander Herrera and Marouane Fellaini in place of Ling and Pogba.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Facing a Man United side that had reinforced its defense, Arsenal's attacks were repeatedly neutralized.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Perhaps sharing similar sentiments with Mourinho, the Arsenal fans unexpectedly began singing in unison.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"There's only one Arsène Wenger!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You're not just Arsenal's manager, you're the Arsène of a generation!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"May you often return home to visit, we miss you, and we'll be waiting for you!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Amidst the melodious tune, Wenger suddenly turned back and saw two young fans holding up a cardboard sign in the stands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It read:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"We're too young to remember much, but our father told us everything you've done for the club. You're a legend!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Amidst the storm of abuse, hostile fans, and the indifference of the club's upper management, he could remain composed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But in these seemingly insignificant details, he nearly broke down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tears seemed to well up in the corners of his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the melody reached its end, a piercing whistle sounded immediately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beep-beep-beep!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wenger waved to the two young fans, then turned and walked away without hesitation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Let the 22-year partnership end like this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because of the goodbye that couldn't be spoken.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ling watched the old man's weathered figure and suddenly recalled a line from a football magazine, realizing it would be quite fitting with some modification.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Perhaps there are two Arsenals in this world, three Highburys.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But there is only one Arsène Wenger in this world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arsenal fans might have come for their next victory, or for their next trophy, or perhaps they came for one man.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mourinho and Ferguson stood side by side, watching that faintly familiar silhouette disappear down the tunnel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On this day, the two men who had caused Wenger the most headaches in his life became the two most reluctant to see him leave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the deep player tunnel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wenger lingered for a long time, listening to the fading chants, before finally turning back with reluctance..... and regret.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>---------\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Read 30 chapters ahead and support me on patreon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>patreon (.)com\u002FNewbietranslator\u003C\u002Fp>",1336,"2026-06-05T22:48:23.062Z",1,"novelbin.me","3a4323d911daf929275a6fbfcc2c4e41206635264474a8f072446529c22be795","start-with-r9-template-chapter-194","start-with-r9-template-chapter-192",371,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fstart-with-r9-template-cover.jpg"]