Winning the First Leg, Ronaldo's Crushing Defeat

2–1!

Arsenal had taken the lead again!

Emirates Stadium erupted once more!

The fans cheered wildly, jumping and waving the red jerseys in their hands.

The shouts and cheers were even more fervent and crazed than after the first goal.

Li Yufei spread his arms and struck a World Domination celebration pose.

There was still no excessive flamboyance on his face, but the confidence and dominance in his eyes had grown even stronger.

His teammates rushed over one after another, surrounding him and embracing him in celebration.

Suarez said with a grin, "Boss, you're incredible... That move, that shot—it was absolutely insane! Those Real Madrid guys couldn't stop you at all!"

"Hehe... nothing much. You know, that's just standard procedure for me."

Suarez: ...

Faced with Li Yufei's Versailles-style boasting, the uruguayan was left utterly speechless.

Meanwhile, Real Madrid's players looked utterly despairing.

Ramos climbed up from the turf, a trace of unwillingness on his face.

He viciously kicked the grass, venting his frustration.

Pepe, meanwhile, looked deeply annoyed.

He had not expected that his aggressive tugging would not only fail to stop Li Yufei, but instead ignite his fighting spirit.

Ancelotti's face was livid on the sidelines. He kept shaking his head, his eyes filled with helplessness.

He knew his team had fallen into a passive position once again.

Ronaldo stood on the pitch, his eyes vacant.

Watching Li Yufei celebrate, his heart was filled with resentment and jealousy.

He had always considered himself the king of the Football World.

Whether it was Messi from a few years ago or Li Yufei in recent years, he believed he was better than both of them!

Yet today, in this clash with the man recognized by the outside world as "the best active player in the Football World," he had been