Becoming a football god from Arsenal

Chapter 207: The King of Guns! The moment of summary! Kroenke's sincerity! You will take everything!

As the red smoke in the venue slowly dissipated and the sparkling fireworks in the stands slowly disappeared, the brightly lit Emirates Stadium revealed its true appearance at this moment.

“Shala shala shala!”

Tens of thousands of fans dyed the green field red. They huddled together, waving their arms and flags, immersing the field in a sea of ​​celebration.

There is no doubt that this will become a classic moment that everyone involved will never forget!

Their joy today is incomparable to any time in the past!
Look at the opponents who fell at their feet, including Manchester City and Chelsea, which have already set off a financial storm and invested over 100 million pounds every year.

There are also old and powerful teams that are waiting to restore the glory of their ancestors and still have some charm, such as Manchester United and Liverpool.

There are also strong obstacles such as Tottenham, Newcastle United, Fulham and Swansea.

However, they used one victory after another, one draw after another, to suppress the other 19 Premier League teams, and forged the glory of the championship with high will!
"Arsenal!!"

"Champions!!"

"King of London!"

"King of England!!"

Cheers rang out one after another, and this shocking scene lasted for a long time before the fans prepared to exit in an orderly manner from the outside to the inside.

If they hadn't been looking forward to the trophy ceremony taking place here, they would never have left, but would have continued to celebrate in the stadium until the moment of exhaustion.

“Wow!”

When the Emirates Stadium became spacious again, Sagna showed his white teeth, shook his head and started dancing, "Da da da da da da!"

Robin van Persie and Alexander Song soon followed him, raising their arms and taking two steps to the left, two steps to the right, the hips and shoulders of the three constantly bumping, causing everyone to burst into laughter.

"Ha ha.!"

Maher joined them, laughing, his mind clear of all thoughts except enjoying the moment.

“By April it was all!!”

Mertesacker pretended to hold a microphone and sang the team song "Hot Stuff" to everyone, "England's number one came back a hero!!"

More players joined the celebration. Their dance moves were all different, but they all shared the same happy emotion.

At this time, no one would care whether they or others dance well or not, they would just have a wild and revelry.

"Great!"

Kyle Walker was dancing next to Maher. He looked up with a smile and exclaimed: "Transferring for half a season and winning two championship trophies. Is there anything better than this in the world? Hahaha!

"Mael, you are really my lucky star. It is always right to follow you!"

Maher touched the back of his head and said with a smile: "Let's be lucky to each other. Come on, we will win more!"

"Of course! We are all young!" Kyle Walker's eyes were full of longing, and he imagined the grand occasion of winning higher honors in the future.

Arteta and Mertesacker danced for a while and then walked towards Maher to greet the striker who scored more than 60 goals.

Before coming to Arsenal, they were all in mid-table teams in the league and had never even touched the edge of major honors. They never thought that they would achieve great success with the team in their first season.

Of course they know who is in charge of all this and who they should pay their most sincere respects to.

Mertesacker and Maher high-fived each other, then hugged each other tightly and said excitedly: "I will never regret joining Arsenal in my life. It's an honor to fight with you."

"This is the best decision I've made in my career." Arteta also opened his arms and hugged the two of them. "Mael, you are definitely the player I admire most. Even the two great players can't compare to you."

Others came over to celebrate with Maher and pay their respects.

Maher high-fived and hugged almost every Arsenal player. He enjoyed it and could feel his importance to the team. He felt very much needed.

This makes him very satisfied. He will not modestly tell others "no" at this moment, but accept it all with peace of mind with 40 goals.

It was he who brought all this about and changed the original history.

He also hopes that he can do more and embark on a new and glorious path with this club!

Finally, Mr. Wenger came over. He had taken off his coat and was only wearing a thin shirt.

Maher smiled at him, and then both turned their heads away. It was not until they were very close that they looked at each other again with affection.

"We. Got it."

Wenger, who is usually talkative, was a little hesitant at this time. His body language was very rich. Sometimes he spread his hands and sometimes he high-fived Maher. It seemed that he wanted to express something but couldn't.

There was a gleam in his eyes, which was related to the tears he had just shed. Tears of joy were still welling up in his eyes.

For him, this is not just a championship trophy, but a perfect medicine to reverse all the adverse trends of the club!
He believes that after this season, everything at Arsenal will return to his previous beautiful vision.

They will have healthy finances, super high brand value, team value, and market value in the capital market.

He no longer has to calculate carefully. He will sign the players he wants, then make his mark in this elite football world and take back everything he has lost.

He will no longer be called an expert on failure, and his face will not be full of sorrow whenever he appears in the newspapers!

He wants to win the European Championship and even challenge the goal that has always been buried deep in his heart, to make this club great and even challenge the honor of being the most successful club in England!

Thinking of this, Wenger couldn't help but feel a sense of soreness in his eyes. Only those who have experienced years of failure can understand how hard success is to come by.

He looked at Maher with deep affection, at the man who changed the team and his life circumstances.

After organizing his words for a long time, he bit his lower lip and said softly: "Thank you, because if it weren't for you, I really don't know what else I can do for this team."

When he said the last sentence, his voice trembled and distorted.

He quickly turned his head away, wiped the tears from the corner of his eyes with one hand, and then looked back with a smile.

Maher walked up to him and hugged him tightly. Both of them patted each other's shoulders heavily, and they were involuntarily moved when they recalled the scenes of this season.

“A moment of summary, but not the finality.”

After they separated, Maher forced a smile on his face, "Mr. Wenger, there is still a long way to go. Let's celebrate today.

"By the way, do you have a promise that you haven't fulfilled yet?"

"I remember," Wenger raised his eyebrows and pointed to the Emirates Stadium with a smile, "There are too many people here. Let's wait until we get back to the locker room."

"No no no!"

Maher shook his head, and then turned to incite the other Arsenal players, "Have you forgotten that Mr. Wenger wants to dance? Come over here and carry him to the center circle to dance!"

"Oh Oh!" Arsenal players reacted and everyone rushed towards Wenger.

I was so busy dancing myself that I forgot that Mr. Wenger was going to dance too. This is the event they have been looking forward to!
"Hit! Hit!"

Wenger raised his hands in surrender, his face horrified, "Listen to me first! Listen to me first!"

He couldn't dodge, as countless people came up and grabbed his arms, pulling him towards the center of the venue.

Wenger was certainly not one to be trifled with. After struggling for a few times, he burst into laughter and reluctantly followed everyone to the center.

Maher looked there with a smile and was about to go over when a bottle of champagne was suddenly handed to him.

He turned around and saw Hans carrying a box of champagne and distributing it to everyone.

"That's good." He smiled, unscrewed the ring on the bottle, pulled out the cork, and ran over skillfully holding the bottle mouth.

"Pah, pah, pah!"

Just at this moment, Wenger twisted his body to the applause of everyone. He was dancing the ballroom dance that was very popular in the last century, as if he suddenly appeared in a disco.

"Oh oh!" This quickly led to screams from the Arsenal players. They had never seen this side of the old coach before, and everyone became excited.

"Pah, pah, pah!"

Wenger is over 1.9 meters tall, very thin, with long legs. He is a very charming old man. After studying carefully for a period of time, his dancing moves are very attractive.

"Aaahhh!" A loud shout broke out in the Emirates Stadium, and tens of thousands of fans took out their mobile phones to take photos and videos of the old professor.

"Hahaha." Wenger jumped a few steps and then stopped and laughed with his head raised. There was shame on his face, but his happiness was also beyond words.

"Keep going!"

"Oh no!"

Amid the crowd's cheers, he started dancing again. In this crazy year, he also went crazy for once.

"Chucky!"

Maher arrived at this time, and he and Wenger sprayed champagne on everyone, adding some celebration here.

"Where did it come from?"

"Give me a bottle!"

"Aim at Mr. Wenger, we want to see the wet temptation! Haha!!"

The emotions of the Arsenal players were aroused again, and after discovering that Hans was holding a champagne box in his hand, they had a new goal.

In an instant, Mertesacker, Walcott and others had a bottle of champagne in their hands. After opening it, they ran to where Wenger was and sprayed it at the old coach.

"Chucky!"

"Zizzizi!"

Several streams of beer sprayed towards Wenger from different places, making the old coach unable to open his eyes, but the smile on his face did not stop, and his dancing steps did not stop.

"Yeah!" The scene was completely out of control and everyone was feasting their eyes.

After Maher sprayed the champagne in his hand, he stood aside and clapped his hands. He saw that Wenger's clothes were gradually getting wet. The professor himself could not withstand the attack. He shrank his neck and lowered his head to hug Arteta next to him.

Mertesacker and others didn't want to let him go, so they rushed to his side with champagne bottles and dropped from the sky.

"Ah!" Wenger gritted his teeth and squeezed his facial features together, but the joy on his face still did not fade.

Dozens of photographers quickly crowded over with their equipment to record this classic and beautiful scene.

"Haha!" Maher clapped and laughed, a look of relief appeared in the corners of his eyes, as if a worry had been put to rest.

This day will surely be engraved in the deepest part of his heart.

Every moment of joy will not fade away due to the erosion of time. Instead, it will remain forever in the most important place in our heart as the most precious memory.

He will remember that at the brilliant and passionate age of 18, he, his Arsenal teammates and Wenger won the English League double championship!

"It's a wonderful ending! And also a wonderful beginning!"

In the broadcast studio, Zhan Jun watched this scene and congratulated Arsenal for the second time, "In his first season with the team, Maher and Wenger were very successful!
“Looking at their joy, you would never doubt that this is the end for the two of them. There must be more wonderful moments waiting for them ahead!

"What a pair of master and apprentice who are as close as brothers! They complement each other, redeem each other, and fill the most empty place in each other's heart!
"How can we not celebrate with passion?!"

"."

“We can see that the podium has been set up and all kinds of equipment are ready! The award ceremony is about to begin!

"This is also the coronation ceremony that Arsenal fans have been waiting for! After 7 years, they have become the champions of the English League again!
"Wenger has also escaped the curse that most managers start well but have difficulty finishing!

“Although he is old, he does not feel old! The golden light of the champion shines on his face, and people see his belief and strength to continue fighting in this arena!

“Maybe he has experienced too many disappointments and twists and turns, but when Maher appears by his side, he will definitely feel the sudden enlightenment!”

"."

"Leon Mahel! An amazing striker! Perhaps he himself doesn't even realize it, but he has already climbed to the third place in the world!
“Even if the accumulation of honors is still a little thin, the strength and performance data are definitely enough!

"Will he carry the banner of this league and compete with La Liga at its peak, as the English football world expects?!
"This season is almost over, he may not give us an answer, but in the European Cup and in the Champions League next season, I believe he will make people understand!"

"."

Off the field, FA Chairman Greg Dyke appeared in the stadium with a smile on his face, holding the glittering golden Premier League trophy in his hand.

If you look closely, you will see bright red and white ribbons hanging on the trophy, which is related to the club's totem color. Whichever club wins the championship, their main color will appear on the trophy.

In the past few seasons, the ribbons have been either blue or red and black, and have never been pure red and white.

Today, it is available!
"Aha!" The deafening cheers rang out again. The fans looked at the championship trophy and their brains went crazy again.

The same was true for Arsenal players. They looked in Greg Dyke's direction with smiles on their faces, watching him walk towards them step by step.

Maher was also staring intently. He saw the trophy that looked a bit like the Big Ear Cup, and also noticed the oversized crown on top of the trophy.

"Oh"

He took a deep breath and sighed, thinking of the sacrifices and efforts they had made, the torment and pressure they had experienced, etc. He clenched his fists secretly, and his excited mood could not calm down for a long time.

A full 36 rounds of games, countless 'Vamos' and 'Come on', countless passionate celebrations, finally turned into a shining trophy, summing up this season for him!

From today on, everything about this season will be sealed in this trophy, and there will be an extra column in their resumes - "Winner of the 11-12 English Premier League Championship!"

The trophy that so many people dream of, the moment that so many people dream of, has arrived!

Maher turned his head to observe Wenger's expression and found that there was a sense of nostalgia in his eyes.

"I'm going to change my clothes." Wenger suddenly trotted towards the player tunnel. He didn't want to hold the trophy in a wet shirt.

Maher and the others didn't care and just stood there waiting.

Admiral Greg Dyke then placed the trophy in front of the podium, and several emcees in professional attire stood by with medals, ready to present the awards to them.

"coming!"

Wenger quickly returned and waved his hands excitedly, "Go enjoy our moment, kids!"

"Yeah!" All members of Arsenal went up to the podium. Greg Dyke and the emcee came up, shook hands and hugged each of them, and then put the Premier League championship medals around their necks.

Maher was the third to receive it. When he hugged the chairman of the English Football Association, he heard the other party say with hope: "Come on, kid, the future of the Premier League is in your hands."

It was a polite remark, but Greg Dyke got his point across. Mahre will become the face of the Premier League.

"Thank you."

Maher thanked him and then leaned forward slightly to let him put the Premier League championship medal on him.

Feeling a heaviness on his neck, he lowered his head, picked up the medal, rubbed it a few times, and found that it felt pretty good.

The third championship was hanging around his neck. When he has the chance in the future, he must take a photo with a neck full of medals like Alvarez!

Later, when all Arsenal members had received their medals, Greg Dyke tactfully stepped down from the podium and handed it over to its current owner.

Van Persie was about to step down to pick up the championship trophy. This time he didn't say anything else. He just smiled and looked in the direction of Maher with everyone else.

Maher immediately understood, he stepped forward and came to the Premier League trophy with Van Persie.

Just like last time, the two of them each picked up one side, pinched the ribbon and handle on the trophy together, and then carried it onto the podium.

"Ohhhh!!" a low roar sounded from the podium and gradually increased in volume, as if foreshadowing something.

Fans took out their phones, recording and roaring along with the players, "Ohhhh!!"

When all the emotions gradually reached their peak, everyone tacitly raised their hands above their heads and released all their emotions, "Yeah!!"

Van Persie and Maher also swung the Premier League championship trophy, and the red and white ribbons fluttered in the wind like flags.

The coronation ceremony reached its climax, and countless people shouted ecstatically, "Hi! Hi! Hi!"

"Puff! Bang!" Colorful fireworks bloomed from behind them, as if countless people were scattering flowers for them and sending them blessings.

Maher and Van Persie then put the trophy on the ground, took a step back, hugged the other players, jumped up and down with them, and felt the moment together.

They are the super kings among the hundreds of teams in the English professional system this season!
champion! !
"Arsenal! They are the Premier League champions!! This team is like the undefeated team in the 03-04 season!
"But I believe that the fans who have followed this team all the way will have a consensus that they are better and more outstanding than that Arsenal team!
“They used their sweat, blood, courage and determination to build this championship trophy! And they achieved the most wins and the highest points in the league with their amazing strength!!

"As long as they win the last two games, I think their big brothers will give them a thumbs up and praise them as the most dominant league champions in the entire English football!
“Maher is smiling a lot, he is a key figure in this team!
"I'm afraid his value will go up again after this championship trophy? Will it be close to 1 million euros this time?

"Oh! We saw fireworks shooting up into the sky from the roof of the stadium! This is the fireworks show prepared by the Emirates Stadium for the championship!

"They went off as planned, without waiting until the next game! It was so beautiful! The Arsenal fans must have been in a great mood too! It was a moment of celebration for all!

"Countless celebrities from all walks of life witnessed this scene with them! Countless fans who take Arsenal as their spiritual belief and Maher as their strength are proud of them at this moment!

"I hope that the insights you gain tonight can help you bravely face the real life that you will face when you open the door tomorrow morning!

“That’s the true beauty of this sport, I love football and I think you do too!
“The celebrations are coming to an end, but the joy of this moment will stay with many people for the rest of their lives!”

In the VIP stands, Mendes was invited to a private box, while others rushed into the court behind him to celebrate with Maher.

"Hello."

He came to the door of a quiet box, knocked twice and heard footsteps inside.

Not long after, he saw an old man dressed in retro style and with a mustache walking out, with a strong old money temperament.

Stan Kroenke, owner of the world's largest sports empire, owns teams in multiple sports, including the Denver Nuggets, Colorado Avalanche, Colorado Rapids, and Los Angeles Rams.

Of course, that includes Arsenal.

He owns more than 65% of the team's shares, Usmanov owns the remaining 30%, and the rest is in the hands of small shareholders.

“A great match.”

Kroenke knew that Mendes must know him. He lit a cigar and extended his hand to invite Mendes to sit beside him. He smiled and said, "It's an exciting championship, isn't it?"

"Yes."

Mendes probably knew why he was invited, and he sat calmly and lit a cigar. "My players have won important honors and have higher value, so I am naturally excited."

"Let's talk." Kroenke seemed to dislike nonsense and pulled the two into the negotiation atmosphere right away.

"The players talked to me. Do you want to gain the support of important people in the club and complete the acquisition more smoothly?"

Mendes stated his demands, wanting to turn the tables, "This is not difficult for him or me, but I want to know, what can he get?"

"What do players need?" Kroenke chuckled and calmly took back the initiative by asking himself, "Countless money? The status of a star player? Important honors?
"Haha. I understand that he wants both, and I also understand that he has the strength and potential to possess them all at the same time.

"In this case, of course we have to cooperate and deepen our cooperation. Even Kroenke and Mendes will cooperate."

Mendes' expression changed. He and Kroenke could barely be considered in the same industry, but the scale of his company was not even close to Kroenke's.

This was definitely a sentence that moved him, but he also knew that there was no such thing as a free lunch, and this was most likely just a pie in the sky that Kroenke drew.

"Let me tell you what I think."

Kroenke sat forward a little, resting his elbows on his knees, "I understand business sports very well, but I don't understand football. I want to hand over the team to Kroenke Jr. to run after the acquisition.

"But now it's clear that Arsenal have a once-in-a-generation opportunity to become a super-powerful club and I want to seize it."

Mendes looked at him and didn't ask him how to handle football since he didn't understand it. He knew that the other party would explain it.

Kroenke's expression became serious. He took a puff of his cigar and said, "I have one advantage. I never act recklessly or try to be strong. For industries I don't understand, I won't stubbornly use the old ways.

"So I will learn from the way professionals and advanced people in the same industry run the club, for example, Florentino Perez.

"If the takeover is completed, I will make a substantial wage increase to bring Arsenal players' wages to the top level in the Premier League.

"But I also have a condition. I will take away most of their image rights and then operate in a unified manner to strive to make Arsenal's commercial value reach world-class levels."

Mendes narrowed his eyes slightly. This was really a crazy idea. Did Kroenke want Arsenal to become a club like Real Madrid?

Obviously, this is unlikely. Real Madrid has a more glorious history and the most fans in the world.

He really couldn't imagine what Arsenal had to do to have that kind of foundation.

Three consecutive Champions League titles?

Or is it the seemingly illusory seven-crown title that can only be achieved by the Premier League?

"Of course, this is just a basic idea. I understand that to achieve this, the most important thing is to have results as support."

Kroenke took a sharp puff of his cigar and leaned back on the sofa cushions, “And it’s a long-term and stable performance, with excellent results in the European competition.

"But it was too easy for me. The club had a great coach like Wenger and key players like Maher. It seemed that I could solve everything with just money.

"I am not a stingy person. As long as I believe something is valuable, I will invest in it on a large scale without hesitation. I think everyone knows this."

He laughed, a very bright laugh, "I know that what I said above may seem unreliable, but I must say that I know the difficulties and challenges I face, even better than you.

"But I thought, if there's a chance, why not give it a try? Even if I don't see that day, my son will.

"Do you have a son?"

Mendes took a breath, not expecting the other party to think so quickly, and nodded and replied: "There is one, who is 7 years old this year and also likes to play football."

"As a father, you can understand me." Kroenke's smile was more gentle, as if he was thinking of his son. "I want to leave something for my son, not just in the United States."

Mendes found himself almost confused by him, so he waved his hand and said seriously: "Okay, let's go back to the original discussion. What can my players get by supporting you?"

“The best treatment.”

Kroenke finally got to the point. He tapped Mendes with his cigar, "And the most special treatment. Not only will the club not take away any of his image rights, but they will also continue to give him the right to use the team's image.

"He will receive the highest salary in the Premier League, as well as 100% image rights, and we will set up additional bonus clauses for him to participate in the team's commercial activities."

After that, he stood up and held out his hand to Mendes, “Usmanov will find you in the next day or two, and I will also meet with the players in the next few days.

"If possible, I hope you can say a few more good words in front of the players.

"The above is all my sincerity. I have said so much to you, but in fact, it is just one thing: I know how important a good player is to a club.

“So, I hope we can have a pleasant cooperation.”

Mendes shook hands with him, feeling stunned. He needed some time to process what Kroenke had said.

In the Emirates Stadium, the carnival continued. Wenger, wearing a blue shirt, raised the Premier League championship trophy with a happy look on his face.

“Oh!!”

The players also clapped and applauded him. Many people watched this scene with their eyes filled with emotion.

"Papa.!"

Maher smiled and clapped for the old man, then saw Wenger holding the trophy and then walked over with it.

Wenger held the trophy in his arms with a smile on his face, picked up the crown on the trophy with one hand and put it on Maher's head.

Although Maher had known this would happen, he still felt flattered when it happened, and there was a hint of shyness in the smile on his lips.

This was a very large crown, much larger than the later Premier League championship crown. The size fit perfectly on his head and he also felt a sense of weight... maybe even more than just weight.

"King of Guns!"

"Be crowned, King!"

"Hahaha!"

Van Persie and others were clapping and laughing nearby, and many people took out their mobile phones to take photos with Maher.

Maher wore it for a while, and took it off when he felt it was inconvenient to move. Instead of putting it back, he did a favor and put it on Van Persie's head.

"Crack!"

He also took out his phone, opened his mouth wide and took a photo with the surprised Van Persie, and then posted it on social media - "The best partner! The best championship partner! Come on!"

Van Persie was quickly surrounded by Arsenal players. When he took photos with others, he turned his head deeply to look at Maher's departing back, his facial muscles trembling unnaturally.

Maher then walked towards the player tunnel, where his family and friends had already come out and shared the joy of the championship with him as usual.

It seems that everything is the same as last time. But it is definitely different. This is the Premier League championship, the most valuable championship in English domestic football!
Moreover, his relationship with someone was different from last time, so this was naturally a celebration of the two people's life situations.

"Mael!"

Isabella changed into a white coat and ran towards Mael from a distance with a smile on her face. She walked with energetic steps, exuding youthfulness.

"You are so great, honey!" She came up, put her arms around Maher's waist and gave him a passionate kiss.

"Oh!" Arsenal fans laughed and cheered, then gave a warm applause, which attracted many Arsenal players to turn around and look over with smiles.

Isabella was already used to it, and followed Mahel, looking at him with admiration.

Maher held it with one hand. After the first wave of excitement, fatigue ran through his body and he urgently needed a trustworthy support point.

The two of them snuggled together lovingly and walked around in the middle of the jubilant venue, making many people in the venue feel sweet.

"A divine couple!"

In the broadcast studio, the elderly Zhang Lu couldn't help but smile and commented: "This is a triumphant return with a beautiful woman by his side. The players' 18 years old really satisfied most of many people's fantasies about life.

"If I remember correctly, her name is Isabella? What a perfect match! I wonder if she will appear in the French wives' group at the European Cup in June."

"Haha!" Zhan Jun laughed and refuted a little, "The pairing of a talented man and a beautiful woman is not quite appropriate. Maer is also very beautiful. I heard that Isabella is also a newcomer in the fashion industry. They are both excellent in many aspects."

Zhang Lu nodded, not feeling embarrassed by the rebuttal, and just sighed: "Maybe, this is why the two of them can be together."

"Yes." Zhan Jun looked at the time and the live broadcast was about to end. Finally, he concluded: "I hope their youth can be more passionate. OK, today's commentary ends here!
"See you next time!"

"See you next time!"

"."

In the center of the venue, Maher waited for everyone else to finish taking photos with the trophy, then quickly stepped forward to take the trophy back.

"come on!"

He first held up the trophy with Isabella, took a photo of them kissing with their eyes closed, and then took individual photos with his team members.

Finally, while his family was present, he placed the trophy in front of himself, just like last time, and asked everyone to stand beside him, preparing to take another group photo.

"and many more!"

Before taking the photo, he saw the crown on the Premier League trophy, grabbed it and put it on his head, then squatted on the ground with his front and back legs, supporting himself with one hand and holding Isabella's shoulder with the other.

"one two three!"

“Cheese!”

"Yeah!!"

Amid the cheerful cheers, Maher looked back with a smile on his face, his eyes full of satisfaction. Apart from the Sheffield United group, these people were truly everything he had since he came to this world.

"Mael."

Isabella's voice came, and when he turned around, he saw a halo on the other person's face, which seemed to be the reflection of the light on the trophy.

She must have understood this, which was why she kept the angle this way, specifically for Mahel to see.

"what happened?"

Isabella smiled slightly, stretched out her hands and put them around Maher's neck, and said with a strong trust in her tone: "This is your third championship, and the third championship I have witnessed with you. This must be just the beginning.

"Because I know, like you said, you'll take them all."

ps: 1 update will be adjusted, sorry for being late today.

(End of this chapter)