After Paris Saint-Germain was removed from the list, I led England to victory!

Yan Yuan did not choose to stop the ball to adjust, but instead used his right chest to gently nudge the falling ball, and the ball obediently bounced up!

Immediately afterward, just as the ball reached thigh height, Yan Yuan subtly and gently cushioned it with the outside of his right thigh!

The ball bounced up again!

Luke Shaw and Lindelof have already pounced on Yan Yuan, reaching out to try and steal the ball by interfering with him!

Yan Yuan leaned back slightly, shifting his weight backward, and as the ball fell back to knee height, he deftly flicked it upward with the instep of his right foot.

The ball bounced up again, soaring over the outstretched arms of the two players!

Lindelof and Luke Shaw were thrown off balance by the three consecutive unbelievable touches.

Yan Yuan seized this fleeting moment, his body turning to the left as lightly as a spinning top. At the same time, as the ball fell to waist height, he gently flicked it again with the instep of his left foot!

The ball has already bounced up for the fourth time, flying over the defender's head once again.

The scene definitely looked like two people were being played by one person.

Even the Manchester United fans at the stadium were speechless. Seeing their own players being humiliated, some fans started cursing.

At this point, Yan Yuan had completely broken free from Luke Shaw and Lindelof's entanglement.

Facing De Gea's hasty attack!

Yan Yuan's eyes were as calm as ice.

As the ball fell to ankle height for the last time, he planted his foot firmly, stretched his body, and flicked his right instep like a whip!

"Yan Yuan's chip shot!!! This shot..." The commentator paused for a moment.

The ball, spinning intensely, traced an elegant yet deadly arc.

It sailed over the head of a stunned and completely off-balanced De Gea and landed precisely in the far corner of the goal.

"GOOOOOOOOOALLLL!!!" The commentator went completely mad! His voice cracked and screamed due to extreme shock and excitement.

"Goal!! Arsenal 1-0 Manchester United! Yan Yuan!!! My God! My God!!! What was that just now? Can anyone tell me what that was?! A god descended to earth!!! Four consecutive juggles! Chest! Thigh! Right foot! Left foot! And finally, a chip shot!"

Under double-team pressure, Yan Yuan danced an elegant yet deadly waltz, outmaneuvering the entire Manchester United defense! De Gea was helpless! A world-class goal! No! It was art! The art of football!

This goal reminded me of Wiesge of Arsenal. Yan Yuan also didn't let the ball touch the ground, but his juggling was more elegant and incredible than Wiesge's! Old Trafford! Remember this night! Remember this goal! Remember Yan Yuan's name!

Yan Yuan's goal was also highly entertaining, second only to his backflip shot.

The entire Old Trafford fell into a deathly silence because of that shot.

Manchester United fans stared in disbelief at what was happening before their eyes.

Arsenal's traveling party was completely unleashed; their red and white scarves were like burning flames, and everyone was jumping, shouting, and roaring hysterically!

"God is mighty! God is mighty! God is mighty!"

"A miracle! A miracle! A miracle!"

After Yan Yuan took the shot, he celebrated by performing a Tai Chi closing gesture, indicating that he was "finished and done."

His teammates rushed towards him and surrounded him.

This goal perfectly showcased Yan Yuan's top-notch ball control, composure, and artistic creativity, and completely ignited Arsenal's morale!

On the sidelines, Professor Wenger pumped his fist, his face filled with barely suppressed excitement and pride, as if he were witnessing the perfect embodiment of his football philosophy.

Meanwhile, Mourinho's face was ashen, and his eyes were so dark they seemed to drip water.

He angrily kicked the water bottle at his feet away!

This goal not only cost him points, but also made him lose face in front of his arch-rival Wenger.

Normally, Mourinho would have been yelling at the players on the sidelines at this point, but this time, he didn't yell or say anything more.

He was exhausted. From the Manchester United management to the players, he had been tormented enough by everyone at Manchester United.

Manchester United attempted a comeback after conceding the goal, but their attack appeared more hasty and chaotic.

In the 29th minute, Rashford received the ball and attempted to force his way past Monreal.

His footwork was flashy, but his physical strength was clearly lacking. After a physical contact with Monreal, he stumbled and missed the ball, which was easily intercepted.

"Rashford made a mistake! Monreal dispossessed him! It was a rather basic error; Rashford didn't even touch the ball," the commentator said.

"Rashford! Just go back to your nightclubs and hang out with that cancer Pogba! Never listen to me again!" Mourinho finally snapped and yelled at Rashford.

Mourinho is incredibly shrewd.

Mourinho could tell from Rashford's recent blunder that the kid had definitely been to nightclubs again and had been partying quite a bit.

This season, Mourinho has warned Rashford about disciplinary issues many times, but Rashford has not changed his ways.

For Manchester United, Mourinho has always been an "outsider," while Rashford is the crown prince of Manchester United. Can the crown prince listen to an outsider to reason with him?

After intercepting the ball, Monreal cleared it out of danger with a long kick without hesitation.

Clean and decisive, this mistake completely exposed Rashford's impatient mentality and the lack of coordination in Manchester United's attacking play.

After taking the lead, Arsenal retreated to a more defensive 4-5-1 formation, maintaining a central defensive posture.

Yan Yuan and Lacazette have significantly increased their defensive depth.

Xhaka and Rodri acted like two moving gates, firmly controlling the midfield pivot.

Xhaka was in charge of orchestrating and long passes, while Rodri transformed into a sweeper with a huge coverage area. With precise positioning and fierce interception, he completely cut off Herrera and Fred's supply lines for artillery shells.

Manchester United's attack was like hitting a wall of sighs, futile and fruitless.

In the 37th minute, Manchester United pressed forward in an attempt to equalize, with Ashley Young crossing the ball from the right wing.

Experienced center-back Pepe demonstrated his aerial prowess, overpowering Lukaku and leaping high to head the ball out of the penalty area.

The ball fell towards the midfield.

Rodri got there first, blocking Fred and controlling the ball. He didn't hold onto the ball and immediately looked up to observe.

"Rodri! Interception! Arsenal have another counter-attack opportunity!" the commentator shouted.

He saw that Lacazette on the left flank had already dropped back to provide support.

He immediately passed the ball over.

Lacazette received the ball with his back to goal. Facing Ashley Young, who was rushing towards him, he did not force a turn. Instead, he used his right heel to subtly and skillfully flick the ball to Cancelo, who was making a high-speed run down the left flank.

"Backheel! Lacazette! Brilliant pass! It's Cancelo!" the commentator exclaimed.

Cancelo had a good understanding with the team and launched a fierce attack, dribbling the ball at high speed down the left flank, forcing Ashley Young to turn and chase back.

Cancelo dribbled the ball to the left edge of the penalty area.

Instead of going down the wing, he seized the opportunity and passed the ball back to Lacazette, who had already turned and cut inside, making a diagonal run to the left side of the penalty arc.

A wall pass! A one-two!

Lacazette met the ball, didn't stop it, and gently pushed it with the instep of his right foot, sending the ball rolling precisely into Cancelo's path!

That was a brilliant one-two pass!

Cancelo arrived quickly and received the ball near the left byline in the penalty area.

At this moment, Manchester United's defense had been completely torn apart by this exquisite combination. In the middle, Aubameyang and Odegaard's runs attracted the attention of Smalling and Lindelof.

Yan Yuan's placement at the back position also made Luke Shaw dare not be careless.

Cancelo looked up to observe, and instead of crossing, he used the instep of his left foot to deliver a perfectly weighted, low triangular back pass that hugged the grass.

The ball rolled rapidly toward the penalty spot.

Lacazette arrived in a flash, unmarked. He took a step to receive the ball, tensed the outside of his foot, and swung his leg dramatically!

"Bang!" A muffled sound.

The ball, spinning intensely, skimmed the grass and hurtled towards the near corner of the goal.

The angle was incredibly tricky! The ball speed was extremely fast!

Goalkeeper De Gea's view was blocked by Smalling, and by the time he saw the ball, it was too late to defend.

"GOOOOOOOOOALLL!!!" The commentators erupted again! "2-0! Arsenal! Lacazette! A calm shot! Cancelo's exquisite cutback! Perfect teamwork! Manchester United's defense has been completely breached! De Gea is helpless!"

A huge wave erupted in the stands of the Arsenal away team.

Lacazette excitedly rushed to the corner flag and slid on his knees in celebration, while Cancelo laughed and ran over to hug him.

Yan Yuan, Aubameyang, Odegaard... all the teammates rushed over to celebrate.

This goal perfectly showcased Arsenal's counter-attacking efficiency, the players' understanding, and Lacazette's finishing ability.

"Beep—! Beep—!"

Finally, the whistle blew to end the first half.

Arsenal 2 - 0 Manchester United.

This scoreline plunged Old Trafford into an eerie silence.

Manchester United fans have two questions.

Is this still Manchester United? Is this still Arsenal?

The home fans' faces were filled with disappointment, anger, and disbelief. The Red Devils players walked heavily toward the players' tunnel with their heads down, creating a suffocating atmosphere.

Mourinho stood on the sidelines with a grim expression, his cold gaze sweeping over each player leaving the field. He finally glared at the scoreboard before glancing at Wenger.

He turned and strode toward the locker room, his back view filled with the oppressive atmosphere before a storm.

On the other side, however, the scene was completely different.

Arsenal players high-fived and hugged each other, their faces beaming with the joy of victory and confident smiles.

They surrounded goal scorers Yan Yuan and Lacazette as they walked toward the players' tunnel.

Professor Wenger stood at the entrance of the passageway, giving each of his students a high-five, his face beaming with satisfaction and approval.

"Well done, Yan. I almost thought I saw Witzel, but you did even better. It was absolutely brilliant, kid." Wenger praised his protégé generously.

"Thank you, Coach!" Yan Yuan replied with a smile, his eyes bright.

Above the tunnel, the Arsenal away team's song rang out loud and proudly, echoing for a long time in the night sky of Old Trafford.