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

Saka rushed to the sidelines in ecstasy and ran around the field in celebration.

He excitedly pointed his finger at Yan Yuan, who had delivered the brilliant pass to him.

"Well done, Bukayo!" Yan Yuan also gave Saka a thumbs up.

Watching his two disciples' exquisite connection, Wenger smiled with satisfaction on the sidelines and high-fived his assistant coach in celebration.

Brighton manager Hughton stood on the sidelines with his hands outstretched, his face full of helplessness.

He knew his left-back had done his best, but faced with that unreasonable speed and subsequent calm insight, all tactical deployments seemed somewhat futile.

With the ball in hand, Arsenal's players played with increasing ease.

But Brighton did not completely collapse.

In the 34th minute, Pepe intercepted a Brighton pass in the attacking third with precise anticipation.

The experienced Portuguese center-back didn't hesitate and immediately passed the ball to Xhaka in the middle to receive it.

Xhaka didn't dribble or observe much; he knew that the essence of a counter-attack was "speed."

Before Gross could pounce, he had already made a simple pass to Odegaard, who was roaming to the left side of the top of the arc.

Odegaard has excellent vision and his turn after receiving the ball is seamless.

His gaze quickly locked onto the middle lane area; Yan Yuan had already made his move.

While Brighton's defense was still on guard against Arsenal's right-wing supercar about to take off again.

Yan Yuan suddenly made a nimble retreat.

Then he suddenly cut inside diagonally, directly attacking the junction between Brighton's two center-backs from the right winger position.

Brighton's defensive focus was involuntarily drawn to this inside cut.

Deng Ke subconsciously took a step forward, trying to compress the space around Yan Yuan.

Meanwhile, Dufy, standing nearby, was watching him warily, wondering if he would pass to the right flank or to Ashraf who was making a run forward.

The gap between the two widened in that instant.

Odegaard seized the opportunity, without holding onto the ball, and deftly passed it across to Yan Yuan, who was making a high-speed run.

This time, Yan Yuan received the ball in a position slightly to the right of the center, in a brief gap between Dunk and Dufe.

Without pausing, he gently slid the ball forward with his left foot, as if the ball were glued to his foot.

Just as he was receiving the ball, Yan Yuan's mind and vision had already clearly analyzed Brighton's entire defensive formation and positioning.

He knew that Dufy's focus was on blocking his shot lane on the right, while Dunk was right next to him on the left, with the two less than two meters apart.

Therefore, at this crucial moment, Yan Yuan firmly planted his left foot as a supporting foot, and casually flicked the outside of his right foot.

Instead of opting for a safer side pass or a back pass, the ball flew close to the grass, precise and powerful.

With a strong outward rotation, it pierced straight through the narrow gap of less than two meters between Dunke's feet, which he couldn't close in time, and Dufy's outstretched leg to intercept it.

The ball reached the very back of Brighton's defense, in that vast, undefended area.

"Amazing surgical insemination!!!" The commentator practically screamed, "Can anyone tell me how Yan saw that!!!"

Brighton's entire defense was breached in an instant.

At the same time, another black figure, like a cheetah that has smelled blood, activated its attack as if it had already understood the situation perfectly; it was Aubameyang.

He cut diagonally into the gap in the defense created by Yan Yuan's pass, and under the calm gaze of the linesman, he successfully beat the offside trap, instantly creating a one-on-one opportunity against goalkeeper Ryan.

Wow! That's incredibly efficient!

From Pepe intercepting the ball to Xhaka and Odegaard passing it out with one touch, then Yan Yuan receiving the ball, following up with the ball, and delivering the decisive pass, finally Aubameyang starting his run, going one-on-one, and scoring the goal, the whole process was seamless.

Arsenal's gunners completed the process in less than ten seconds.

A soft "thump!"

Facing Ryan, who had rushed out of his goal, Aubameyang subtly pushed with the instep of his right foot, creating a perfect timing.

The ball passed through the goalkeeper's legs without any doubt and rolled into the empty net.

2-0!

"GOOOOOOAL!!! Aubameyang!!! A deadly counter-attack, it all happened in the blink of an eye! Yan Yuan assists! Let's watch the slow-motion replay... God, that vision! That pass! A speedy winger who plays with his brain!" The commentator was so excited he was speechless. "Brighton's defense was torn to shreds like paper by this suffocating combination of counter-attacks!"

Wenger broke into a rare, hearty smile and raised his fists.

The players on the bench stood up and applauded excitedly.

Hughton sighed heavily on the sidelines and slammed the water bottle in his hand to the ground.

His team wasn't lacking in effort, but Yan Yuan's football intelligence and overall vision directly sealed the fate of the Seagulls' meticulously planned defensive encirclement.

The two-goal lead gave the guys even more motivation.

But Brighton did not surrender.

Hughton waved his arms vigorously on the sidelines, signaling that the team had to push forward and attack; continuing to defend would only lead to defeat.

Trailing by two goals, Brighton's formation began to loosen, with the midfield line moving forward and the five-defender system pushing up slightly in an attempt to strengthen the midfield battle.

Especially their most dangerous midfielder, Solí March!

In the 41st minute, Brighton finally got a decent attacking opportunity.

The ball was passed around in the backfield and then passed to the left side of the attacking third, where March dropped back to receive it.

After receiving the ball, he did not immediately move forward, but instead used his skillful ball control and changes of rhythm to try to cut inside and seek a combination with Gross.

"March has the ball! Let's see if he can create a threat? Brighton needs a hero right now!" the commentator shouted.

The moment Marchi used a convincing feint to shake off Ramsey's challenge, he deftly twisted his right ankle inward, seemingly about to create space for a shot.

A red shadow appeared from his side and behind like a ghost!

Yan Yuan has returned to defend.

Just now, when Brighton's overall formation pushed forward...

Unlike traditional wingers who simply stay in the attacking third, Yan Yuan actively retreats to his position when the opposing defense pushes forward.

He anticipated Gross's pass to March, and the moment March received the ball and attempted to cut inside, Yan Yuan had already made a high-speed chase back to his position.

Just as March dribbled past his opponent to create space, and was about to swing his right leg to shoot, at the last possible moment...

Yan Yuan executed a precise interception move, a swift and clean sliding tackle.

His left leg, close to the grass, preemptively and accurately poked the ball away, while his body arched slightly upwards to avoid March's supporting leg.

"Snapped!"

March's powerful shot was only halfway through when his foot missed the target.

He stumbled forward as he lost his balance, and the ball was easily caught by Cancelo who was waiting nearby.

"Great shot! Yan Yuan! Perfect positioning and defensive choices!" the commentator exclaimed. "Who says wingers don't track back? Yan Yuan not only tears apart opponents with his dribbling and passing, but his defensive commitment and accurate judgment on the front line are also invaluable when the team needs it! This is why top clubs all want to have Yan!"

In the final minutes of the first half, Brighton launched a mini-surge under March's orchestration.

Several crosses from the flanks and long-range shots from outside the box posed considerable threats, but the defensive solidity of veterans Pepe and Monreal remained rock-solid.

Monreal, in particular, is extremely experienced. When the opponent made a quick run down the wing in an attempt to create an offside trap,

He calmly shouted in the direction of the linesman.

"Offside! ref!"

The linesman's flag practically flew up in response.

The veteran had a sly smile on his face.

"Beep—beep beep!" The referee blew the whistle to end the first half.

2-0.

The Emirates Stadium echoed with the enthusiastic cheers of the home fans and the fitting melodies of Christmas carols as Arsenal players walked toward the tunnel with relaxed and cheerful smiles.

Wenger stood at the tunnel entrance on the sidelines, giving each player a high-five and patting them on the shoulder as they came off the pitch to encourage them.

Seeing Yan Yuan approach, the professor smiled and reached out to pat the young core member on the back, his deep eyes filled with admiration.

On the other side, Brighton manager Hughton, looking grave, was the first to stride into the locker room. He needed to think carefully about how to contain that terrifying "red scalpel" in the second half, and how to unravel the mystery of speed and football intelligence laid out by that 18-year-old supercar.

The cold winds of North London couldn't dispel the gloom on his face.

Meanwhile, Arsenal fans at home were already humming Christmas carols around the tunnel, preparing to welcome a joyous Christmas.

The premise is that these precious three points can be firmly secured.