"No, no task that Luo cannot complete."

"38 meters, this distance is really exaggerated."

"Looking at Luo's small body, you will find it even more incredible. His calves don't have any muscles?"

"Okay, he looks very much like Juninho, who often performed such masterpieces back then. Juninho, the youngest, discussed Ronaldo on Ins two weeks ago, and he highly praised Ronaldo."

"This is still a tomahawk shot in a sports battle, and the difficulty is actually greater than a free kick."

After scoring the goal, Luo Wu stood there expressionlessly, suddenly raised his collar, then slowly turned 360 degrees, and looked around with a domineering look. Then he raised his hands and hugged his teammates to celebrate.

It seems familiar?

That's right.

"Ah..."

"This guy..."

"Is this guy paying tribute to Cantona?"

"Not good, right? He is an Arsenal player. Why do you imitate the celebration of Manchester United legends? Will Arsenal fans be embarrassed, right?"

Reinkell immediately recognized who the original creator of the celebration action was. Former Manchester United King Cantona, but now it is played by the Arsenal King.

"You're thinking too much, listen to the cheers in the stands, so Arsenal fans don't care about this." Ferdinand smiled.

"But maybe this guy is a Manchester United fan? Haha." He could really imagine it.

"Maybe, if this guy has had a Manchester United dream since he was a child, he just went over Arsenal..." Leinkell agreed, "Or why would you like to celebrate this? Manchester United fans will probably be moved after watching it."

It really seems to be paying tribute to Cantona.

In the 1993 Manchester United game against Sunderland, Cantona completed this classic celebration move...

But now the Arsenal fans in the stands don’t care at all, because Luo Wu is the king of Arsenal, not the king of Manchester United. What’s the problem?

Aren’t the kings so arrogant?

1:2.

With Luo Wu's super long shot, Arsenal scored a point.

“Idrisa,”

"You have tried your best, there is no need to blame yourself. You have done a great job."

"This is my problem, I should have saved the ball."

In front of Everton's goal, Pickford shouted at Gayer and took the blame on himself.

"We're still ahead, guys, we keep the spirit that just now,"

"We can!"

Gayer had his head down, but after hearing Pickford's words, he raised his head again. Unexpectedly, his teammates did not blame him, but encouraged him instead.

He gave Pickford a grateful look.

Head coach Silva also clapped his hands on the sidelines to inspire the disciples.

"We led 2:1, we played very well! Keep focusing! Come on! The guys!"

"Idrisa, you can do it! Keep a little more eye on it!"

...

The game resumed, and Everton's morale did not take any blow, but became even stronger. After all, Everton was the leader.

Luo Wu soon discovered that Gaye was entangled again. He was really a very difficult opponent. It seemed that this guy’s task today was to deal with him.

Everton's attack is now, and he is not involved in it, just staying by his side, and his tactical execution is so strong.

The two people's bodies were almost close to their bodies, and their thick breathing was clearly audible, but neither of them spoke.

Everton's offense was stopped in front of Arsenal's penalty area. Gundozi gave the ball to Smith Rowe. Smith Rowe tried to send a long pass to find Lacazette, but Lacazette faced the defense of two central defenders alone, and there was no way. The ball was easily pushed out.

It was very close to Luowu and Gaye, but as soon as Luowu was about to go up, Gaye grabbed him and blocked his way. The ball was also obtained by Gaye's teammate Kenny. He kicked over Luowu and Gaye's head and landed in front of Walcott. Walcott and Sigultzsson immediately hit the wall to cooperate and rushed over from Bellerin!

This time, Bellerin didn't expect Walcott to break through him! He turned around and was only half a beat slower, but Walcott had already pulled three positions away!

The speed of both sides was almost the same, and at this distance, he had no choice but to reach out and pull Walcott and foul.

However, Bellerin did not expect that he was the last defender! After Walcott rushed over, he took a single shot, although he was still far from the penalty area.

But that's the rule. He was the last defender, and Walcott got a one-on-one shot.

so,

The referee escaped from his pocket was a ruby ​​card.

"It's over!"

"It's over, the red card, the referee took out the red card, not the yellow card. Bellerin is going to go down."

"There is no problem with this card. Bellerin is the last defender on the defense line. In this case, Arsenal will be 10-11. The score is still 1:2 behind. The plot is really unexpected. Although they are playing at home, one less player is still one goal behind, and the game will be very difficult."

"Before the game, I thought Arsenal could easily win at home. Now it seems that it is not certain whether he can get a point. Spinach's current handicap has become more powerful. Before, three goals, three and a half goals, it has become half one after Arsenal fell behind two goals. Now Bellerin has been sent off? I think it is probably a tie..."

"Everton forced Arsenal to return to the mortal world from the temple, and the former Arsenal player Walcott made the contribution."

At this time, Walcott smiled and slapped his teammates to celebrate, without considering that he was once the darling of Emirates Stadium. Maybe he already felt that victory was in sight now?

"Shit."

"What a shit."

Emery on the coach's seat spitted two saliva on the turf, then stretched out his feet and stomped on it a few more times.

His mood was completely different from before, and he felt nervous.

It is actually not scary at all. What is scary is that God's will has been following Everton, as if he was to drive Arsenal into the abyss of disappointment.

This time it was veteran Cech's turn to go to the referee to argue. Mertesack already had a yellow card on his body, so he didn't dare to run over.

But such an obvious foul was not discussed at all, and it was a foregone conclusion that Bellerin was sent off.

The Arsenal fans in the stands had no complaints. They were still scolding Rissolisson just now, but this time they were completely humiliated by their own people, and they did not blame Walcott. Relatively speaking, Arsenal fans are still relatively civilized...

"Guys,"

"Don't be anxious."

“We can’t follow their pace.”

"Just think of letting them all and letting them have a goal, we have plenty of time!" Luo Wu finally spoke, standing among his teammates to motivate them.

“Defense well,”

"Leave the goal to me!"

At this moment, he must demonstrate the captain's responsibility.

"We will definitely beat them!"

Head coach Emery is already calling Zhaka to warm up.

He is also in conflict now, should he make a substitution adjustment and replace a forward? Improve defense? But the team is behind. If not, what should I do if Everton beats him?

Beep,

The whistle sounded again, and Sigurdsson passed the ball to Arsenal's penalty area. Fortunately, he was cleared by Mertesacker again. However, outside the penalty area, Tom Davis shot with a side volley and bounced out of the baseline, and Everton won a chance to attack the corner kick.

However, the corner kick was taken, but it still failed to threaten Arsenal's goal. Cech jumped up and grabbed the ball steadily.

Then Ramsey controlled the ball in the middle and tried to pass the ball to Luo Wu, but Luo Wu had someone following him, so the ball could not be passed over at all, so he could only hand it over to Gundozi.

Gundozi also handed over to Smith Rowe. Smith Rowe focused on fighting Digne, and spiked the ball twice in a row and threw away Digne, but Zuma still poked the ball off.

After Tom Davis got the ball, he immediately sent the ball to Arsenal's penalty area. Lewin resisted Mertesak and clicked the ball back. Risalisson cunningly turned sideways in the confrontation with Mkhitaryan and allowed Mkhitaryan to pass Mkhitaryan. As a result, neither of them encountered the ball. However, this was Risalisson's conspiracy. He was prepared for a long time, so he chased back and got the ball!

"Dry!"

Gundozi cursed and rushed up immediately, but Risalisson calmly stepped on his left foot and pulled it easily, avoiding Gundozi, and then volleyed his left foot near the penalty area line!

Standing on the goal line, Cech narrowed his eyes and immediately moved a big step to the right. Just as he was about to pounce on the side, Rissolisson pulled out his outside instep!

Cech's judgment was wrong!

The ball pulled a strong arc and headed towards the far post. When it was about to fly out of the bottom line, it turned a big turn!

“sh-it!”

Almost all Arsenal fans were about to hold their heads and cry.

Duang!

The ball hit the outside of the post and bounced out of the bottom line.

"Not in!"

"Arsenal escaped!"

"Risalisson almost made a hat trick."
To be continued...