The Grand Finale

After the second half began, Newcastle dropped back a little.

In the sixty-first minute, Plasedes made another crucial interception.

Boyle won the ball and started driving forward, but this time Praca gave him no opening.

Boyle had no choice but to pass back to Sasso.

Sasso passed to Lu Yang. After dribbling laterally for a couple of steps, Lu Yang passed to Tavares, who had come up in support.

Newcastle slowly pushed forward.

Arsenal began to press.

Moric was the first to rush at Lu Yang, launching himself into a reckless challenge.

His movement made it clear that he intended to go shoulder-to-shoulder with Lu Yang.

Given the way the referee had been calling the game, if the two of them made contact, Lu Yang would be the one penalized.

What a joke!

Lu Yang dragged the ball across and turned sideways, evading Moric. Then he nudged the ball forward and burst off the spot like an arrow loosed from a bow, charging into Arsenal's penalty area.

Praca was right in front of him and immediately moved across to cover.

Lu Yang eased his pace, nudged the ball with his right foot, and swayed from side to side.

He could break through in either direction.

Of course, a player like Praca, who ranked among the top one or two defensive midfielders, wouldn't be fooled by such a simple move.

The problem was that Lu Yang was steadily closing the distance between them.

Once they got too close, Lu Yang could simply nudge the ball and accelerate. Unless Praca grabbed him and committed a foul, he would never keep up.

Lu Yang was too fast.

Everyone in world football knew it.

Sophia???

Praca prepared to reach out and challenge Lu Yang.

But the moment he shifted his weight, Lu Yang leaned