Arsenal Brawl Breaks Out! A Boxing Match Unfolds at the Emirates Stadium!

"Now you know you can't take it anymore?"

"You thought you were so capable, huh?"

"I thought someone as wealthy as you would be physically strong."

"Don't move, it's not over yet, I can't stop."

Inside the physiotherapy room.

Tang Long, shirtless, lay sprawled on the massage chair, grimacing and emitting painful moans.

Team doctor Gracie is applying anti-swelling medication to his left shoulder and massaging it with her soft, gentle hands.

Don't let her small, delicate hands fool you; her massage skills are just as strong as those of a seasoned master, and every move she makes demonstrates her highly professional medical experience.

"Flip it over, turn it over."

Under Gracie's command, Tang Long rolled over.

"Are you ready? I think I'm almost done," Tang Long said.

"Not yet, you can stop now, I'm not done yet." Gracie looked at him with a half-smile.

Tang Long already had a deltoid muscle injury in his shoulder, and this happened in the first round of the league when Guarin suffered a mental breakdown and crashed into it.

In yesterday's game, Iwobi rammed into this spot again.

At that moment, Iwobi was determined to foul Tang Long and send him flying, his goal being to prevent Tang Long from facing the goal directly and to allow Iwobi to pass the ball to Agüero.

Initially, Tang Long's strength increased by 20% because he was wearing [Guarin's Shin Guards]. Not only was he unharmed, but he also knocked Iwobi flying, leaving him completely bewildered.

However, after the match ended and he took off his shin guards, his strength stat returned to normal. The immense impact Iwobi had exerted on Tang Long's shoulder amplified instantly, causing him excruciating pain.

So, before training the next day, Tang Long asked assistant coach Rayne for leave and went to the physiotherapy room to see Gracie for treatment.

Tang Long asked Gracie if she had watched yesterday's game, Gracie said she had.

"I saw how fierce you were, knocking that black guy flying, and I thought you were alright. Turns out you were just faking it," Gracie said, pursing her lips.

Tang Long couldn't explain the reason, so he simply changed the subject.

"You were watching a live TV broadcast?"

"Otherwise, London is too far away, I don't have time to go."

"Then you definitely don't know what happened after the match."

Tang Long began telling Gracie the interesting stories that followed the match.

Initially, the Manchester City players finished celebrating, and the dejected Arsenal players also got up from the ground.

The atmosphere between the two teams was not exactly harmonious, but it wasn't tense either.

After all, Arsenal and Manchester City are not city rivals, and historically they don't have much of a history of conflict.

Being defeated by a last-minute goal happens once or twice a season. Although the players are in a terrible mood, they are used to it. After all, they have also scored last-minute goals. Anything can happen on the football field, and no one can predict the outcome until the very last moment.

Some players from both teams have already started shaking hands.

Iwobi, who was knocked away by Tang Long, even came up to him and asked for his jersey.

The problem lies with the two teams' head coaches.

Professor Wenger is devastated!

After an 11-year dark period without a league title, Arsenal's three consecutive wins at the start of the season have fueled Wenger's ambitions, and he has begun to look towards the Premier League title.

The night before the match, Wenger had a dream.

In his dream, he saw God.

He asked God, "What kind of results will Arsenal achieve this season?"

God said we could make it into the top four.

Wenger asked, to be more precise, can we get first place?

God said, "Before you retire at Arsenal, I guarantee you'll win another league title."

Wenger was not satisfied with the answer, saying, "I'm 66 years old this year, and I don't even know when I'll retire. It could be next year, the year after, or five years from now. I need to know a definite answer."

Seeing Wenger's persistent questioning, God pondered for a long time before slowly saying, "If you beat Manchester City and achieve a four-game winning streak at the start of the season, you have a 95% chance of winning the Premier League title this season!"

Wenger suddenly sprang to his senses and woke up from his dream!

After defeating Manchester City and securing Arsenal's fourth Premier League title, the 67-year-old Arsenal could retire in glory, enjoying his grandchildren and a carefree life, no longer burdened by the pressures of weekly matches or facing the ever-altering British media.

A smile appeared on Wenger's lips at the thought.

It must be true that God appeared to him in a dream!

Success or failure hinges on tomorrow's battle!

Thinking of this, Wenger was wide awake. He got out of bed, turned on his computer, and continued studying tomorrow's tactics in his pajamas...

The team started strong, but unexpectedly dealt a blow to Manchester City, leading Manchester City after more than 80 minutes.

Wenger is certain that he has already seen the 2015-2016 Premier League title trophy slowly descending upon the Emirates Stadium!

He had already begun to envision the glorious moment in his mind when he would raise the trophy high amidst the cheers of the entire team, the 60,000 die-hard fans at the Emirates Stadium, and the spray of fireworks and champagne!

"Professor Wenger, you will always be our father!"

However.

Although Heaven wanted to help him achieve his goal, Tang Long seemed to have a problem with it and disagreed.

Two powerful shots rang out, snatching three points from Arsenal!

Just as the Premier League title trophy was about to land on the Emirates Stadium pitch, Tang Long kicked it away!

After such a mental journey, how could Wenger not be angry?

He first refused Pellegrini's invitation to shake hands, then accused Ranocchia of being an untrustworthy player who dived, and claimed that the referee missed a penalty for Arsenal, saying that Ranocchia's pulling on Giroud in the penalty area was definitely a penalty!

"You Manchester City won the game in a disgraceful way! Thieves!" Wenger said through gritted teeth.

Pelle's outstretched hand froze in mid-air, his lips twitching.

The Chile coach is 62 years old this year. He started in his domestic league, and after gaining some fame, he coached the Argentine giants River Plate. After entering Europe football, he became famous with Villarreal in La Liga and served as the head coach of Real Madrid for a year.

In the 2013-2014 season, after taking over from Mancini, he led Blue Moon City to their second league title, surpassing Premier League giants such as Liverpool, Chelsea, Arsenal, and Manchester United.

Despite not being a top Europe coach, Pelle has a significant position and is considered a notable figure within the relatively small circle of Europe football coaches.

On all occasions, big and small, people show him the utmost respect.

In terms of football tactics, he has always respected Wenger and admired his philosophy of beautiful football. He believes that Arsenal deserves great credit for Arsenal's ability to consistently finish in the top four every year despite the heavy financial burden of the new stadium loan and the lack of major signings for many years.

Therefore, during the pre-match handshake, he respectfully addressed Wenger as "Professor".

To his utter surprise, the respected Professor Wenger, who had managed Arsenal for 19 years, spoke to him with such disrespect, calling him a thief—a blatant insult to his dignity!

"Say that again! I can't believe those words came out of your mouth!" An excited Pellagrini grabbed Wenger's hand, which he had pulled back, and pulled him closer.

Wenger is 188cm tall, which is already quite tall, and tall people are less stable.

Unexpectedly, Pellegrini suddenly grabbed his hand, causing him to sway, slip, and fall to the ground with a thud!

"Forehead!"

The Arsenal players on the bench were all taken aback!

They saw Professor Wenger fall to the ground, clutching his backside in pain, and then saw Pellegrini looking down at them, muttering curses, and they knew that the two had clashed.

"The professor got hit! Pellegrini hit someone!"

Someone shouted, and the Arsenal players swarmed forward, surrounding Pellegrini.

When the Manchester City substitutes saw their manager surrounded by opposing players, they didn't care who hit whom and a bunch of them rushed over to help.

The 187cm tall Kolarov took the lead, rushing into the crowd to hug Pellegrini, then craning his neck and shouting to his teammates on the field:

"Brothers, come quick and protect our boss!"

The downpour had almost stopped by then, and the Arsenal players were thanking the crowd, while the Manchester City players were walking back in twos and threes.

Ivo had already exchanged jerseys with Tang Long, put them on, and walked to the sideline.

Seeing the two teams' players huddled together, he rushed over without thinking twice. However, he didn't expect to be punched by Flamini as soon as he got there. His teammates probably saw that he was wearing a blue jersey and mistook him for a Manchester City player who had come to help in the chaos.

Upon seeing this, Tang Long quickly took off Iwobi's Arsenal jersey.

Meanwhile, players from both Manchester City and Arsenal rushed to the sidelines. Dozens of players from both teams were tangled together, creating a chaotic scene. Ranocchia and Mertesacker, the tallest players, became easy targets, each taking several blows to the face, the attackers still unaware of who was responsible.

Tang Long knew his shoulder hurt and he couldn't swing his arm properly, so he figured he'd only get beaten up if he fought now. He could only wait for an opportunity, rush over, and pull Ranocchia away from the crowd.

"So, a brawl broke out between the two teams after the game?" Gracie asked in surprise.

"Yes, I estimate that many people will be suspended because of this, and the punishment results should be announced by tomorrow at the latest."

"Later, I chatted with Podolski in the players' tunnel for a while. He told me helplessly that he had played for Arsenal for three years and had never seen Professor Wenger lose his composure like this. He guessed that my goal had irritated him, and the three points that were within his grasp were disallowed, causing him to have a mental breakdown," Tang Long said.

Gracie simply smiled, neither agreeing nor disagreeing, and continued massaging Tang Long's shoulders.

"Your back injury is almost healed. Don't let your shoulder injury prevent you from playing. If you keep getting injured, our medical team's annual performance bonus will be reduced. So, dear Tang, you'd better be careful when you play football and protect yourself. Do you understand?"

"Okay, the shoulder is almost done. Do you want me to check the rest?" Gracie asked.

Tang Long thought to himself, "You've spent half an hour massaging just one shoulder. Looking at the rest of the body, I might as well go straight home from training today."

Just as I was about to politely decline, my phone rang.

Tang Long's phone was on the table. Gracie picked it up and said, "Diletta is looking for you."

"Diletta, who?"

Tang Long looked at the name on the caller ID on his phone and suddenly remembered that this was the top female commentator from Sky Sport, someone he had dealt with a few times when he was with Inter Milan.

Why did he suddenly call me? I'd almost forgotten about him.

Diletta called via FaceTime. Tang Long opened the call, then lowered the phone to his face, trying not to capture his bare upper body.

In the video, Diletta is wearing sunglasses, a baseball cap, a white corset, and a plaid shirt tied around her slender waist, dragging a suitcase through the airport.

"Hello, Manchester City's star player, we meet again." Diletta gave a thumbs-up to the camera.

"Hello, Diletta, what can I do for you?"

"Can't I contact you if there's nothing wrong? Haha, I really do need to talk to you."

During the phone call, Diletta said she was being transferred to work in the UK and was boarding a flight to London.

"Aren't you with Sky Sport in Milan? What are you doing in UK?" Tang Long asked curiously.

"What, so it's okay for you to transfer to Manchester, but I can't transfer to London?" Diletta said. "Sky Sport's headquarters are in the UK, Italy is just a branch. Speaking of which, I have to thank you for that half-hour exclusive interview you gave me. I got promoted and went back to headquarters."

Tang Long congratulated him over the phone, and Diletta continued, "My first task upon arriving in UK is to cover the charity dinner for retired players in Manchester. I will arrive in Manchester a day early, tomorrow afternoon. I know you will be attending as a representative of Manchester City. You know this place better than I do, so I wanted to talk to you beforehand so I can be more prepared for the interview."

"Sure, I'm free this afternoon. Let me know when you arrive," Tang Long said.

As they were talking, Gracie suddenly gave Tang Long a hard pinch on the shoulder.

Tang Long exclaimed "Ah!" and shook his phone. The screen showed his half-naked upper body and Gracie's fair hands.

Diletta's expression froze for a moment, then she chuckled twice.

"I was wondering why your face was in such a weird pose. Okay, then I won't disturb your fun anymore. Goodbye!"

Tang Long's hand holding the phone hung suspended in mid-air.

Gracie's little hands also stopped pressing.

The atmosphere became somewhat awkward for a moment.

"An Italy journalist friend is coming to cover the charity gala."

Tang Long coughed twice, got up from the massage bed, and dressed while explaining to Gracie.

Gracie hummed in agreement and said, "Your left shoulder still hurts a bit, so when you stand, you unconsciously shrug to the left, making your shoulders look uneven. Be careful when you go to banquets; many reporters will be taking pictures."

Tang Long nodded, thinking to himself, "This girl is surprisingly meticulous. She even mentioned how my injuries affected the photography. It's astonishing. But then I thought, she's the mayor of Manchester's lover, so it's no surprise that she's quite attentive to this."

Tang Long arrived at the training field and, after warming up, arrived just in time for the team's shooting practice, where the players took turns shooting.

Pellegrini and assistant coach Rayne stood on the sidelines observing.

Unlike Mancini, Pelle personally leads the team in every training session, participating actively in almost every match.

However, at over sixty years old, he can only participate in lap drills at most, unlike 50-year-old Mancini who can join the competitive races.

"That's strange, Rayne, look," Pelle said to his assistant coach, pointing at Tang Long taken a shot. "I didn't think his shot had that much power, so how come his two shots yesterday were so fast?"

Rayne was also completely baffled.

They've been watching Tang Long train for a while now. Tang Long's shooting power is only average in the Manchester City team, far from being Premier League powerhouse.

But those two shots against Arsenal yesterday, especially the first long-range shot, were reminiscent of Liverpool's powerful striker Riise back in the day.

"Boss, I feel like this kid is a mystery. He might be deliberately hiding something and not showing it to others easily," Rayne said.

Pellegrini nodded, then shook his head.

"I think it's fair to say that Tang still has a lot of potential to be explored; we haven't truly understood him yet."