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

The second half begins after halftime.

"Welcome back to the Emirates Stadium, everyone!" Zhan Jun's voice came through the microphone, carrying the tension characteristic of the second half. "In the first half, Arsenal took a 2-1 lead over Ajax thanks to Yan Yuan's goal and assist! But a one-goal advantage is as fragile as glass on the stage of the Champions League semi-finals."

Look at coach Ten Hag; he stands on the sidelines, his expression grim, clearly dissatisfied with the first-half result. In the second half, Ajax's young team will undoubtedly launch an even fiercer counterattack!

Coach Zhang calmly responded.

"That's right, Wenger also made some minor adjustments. We saw that after Arsenal kicked off, their formation was more compact than in the first half, with Rodri and Xhaka, the defensive midfield pairing, positioned deeper and firmly protecting the four defenders like two moving gates."

It seems they're trying to stabilize their position and withstand any potential initial attacks from their opponents.

As expected, Ajax immediately launched a high press after kickoff.

Ziyech, Neres, and Tadic were like three sharp knives, piercing straight into Arsenal's backfield.

De Jong and Schöne roamed the midfield, ready to cut off passing lanes at any time.

Arsenal's backline is under siege.

"Ajax fought fiercely!" Zhan Jun said, his words quickening. "Pepe! Martin!!"

A near-miss in a backfield pass led to Pepe hastily passing the ball back to the goalkeeper under pressure from Van de Beek.

Martinez didn't dare to be careless and launched a long ball forward to the left flank.

Lacazette battled Blind for the header and headed the ball back to midfield.

Odegaard cleverly controlled the second ball, and before De Jong could pounce, he made a deft turn and passed the ball to the right wing.

"Yan Yuan, get the ball!" Zhan Jun shouted.

Yan Yuan used the outside of his right foot to guide the ball forward, instantly accelerating.

Tagliafico followed closely, but Yan Yuan's pace was faster and his changes of direction were more agile.

He first feigned a cut inside, causing Tagliafico to shift his weight to the left, then flicked the ball outward with his right foot, accelerating down the wing.

"Beautiful escape! A one-two pass! Tagliafico is outmaneuvered!" Coach Zhang exclaimed.

Yan Yuan dribbled the ball to the vicinity of the baseline and looked up to observe.

Inside the penalty area, Aubameyang and Odegaard were already in position to make runs.

Instead of blindly crossing the ball, he flicked his ankle and delivered a triangular back pass.

The ball was fast and flat, accurately finding Xhaka who had made a run into the penalty area.

"Zaka! Can he seize this opportunity?" Zhan Jun shouted.

Xhaka unleashed a powerful shot.

But De Ligt's figure flew out directly!

He made a desperate sliding tackle.

He used his body to block Xhaka's shot out of bounds!

There's a reason Ajax was able to eliminate Juventus and Real Madrid; these young players are indeed not to be underestimated.

"Oh—!" A huge sigh of regret rang out at the Emirates Stadium.

"De Ligt made a crucial block!" Zhan Jun said. "The Ajax captain is truly the team's anchor! Yan Yuan's pass was excellent, but unfortunately Xhaka's shot was blocked. However, I must say that both sides played very aggressively; this is a clash of titans."

Although this attack did not result in a goal, it greatly boosted Arsenal's morale and effectively relieved the pressure on their defense.

Arsenal gradually began to control the tempo of the midfield.

Rodri and Xhaka formed a solid barrier in midfield, effectively cutting off the connection between De Jong, Schöne and the forward line.

Ajax's passing and possession were no longer as fluid as they had been in the early part of the first half.

Yan Yuan sometimes moved inward to coordinate with Erdgao in a small area, and sometimes moved to the side to use his speed to attack Tagliafico.

He and Odegaard seemed to have a telepathic connection, and their several one-two passes were a delight to watch.

"Look at this combination! It's a series of wall-runs from Yan Yuan and Odegaard! Ajax's right flank has been breached!" Zhan Jun commented on a brilliant combination play.

After Yan Yuan completed a quick one-two with Odegaard on the wing, he dribbled inside, drawing the defensive attention of Blind and De Jong.

Just as the opponent's defense tightened up, he flicked the ball back with his heel to the unmarked Odegaard.

The Norwegian prodigy made no adjustments and curled a left-footed shot into the far corner.

"Odegaard! Shoot!!!" Zhan Jun's shout was full of anticipation.

The ball arced through the air, heading straight for the top left corner of the goal.

Goalkeeper Onana made a diving save, barely managing to touch the ball with his fingertips.

"It grazed the ball, slowed it down! It hit the top of the crossbar and bounced out of bounds! Just a hair's breadth away!" Zhan Jun's voice was filled with immense regret. "Odegaard's shot was of extremely high quality! Onana's save was also world-class! Arsenal corner kick!"

At this time, Onana's buttocks weren't as big as they were back when he played for Manchester United.

Next, Ødegaard took the corner kick, which was delivered to the near post, but De Ligt made a desperate header clearance.

Ajax attempted a counter-attack, but Arsenal quickly intercepted the ball in midfield.

The momentum of the game is gradually shifting towards the Gunners.

In the 65th minute, Cancelo made a run down the wing and combined with Lacazette on the left.

The French striker received the ball with his back to goal, leaned against the retreating Schöne, and passed it back to the onrushing Cancelo.

Cancelo didn't stop the ball, but passed it directly to Lacazette who was cutting inside!

"A one-two! Cancelo and Lacazette! Arsenal's attack is becoming more and more obvious!" Zhan Jun's speech quickened.

Lacazette received the pass on the left edge of the penalty area, at a very close position to the byline with a very narrow angle.

Blind and Tagliafico, who had tracked back, quickly surrounded him, blocking his crossing or cutting-in routes.

Everyone thought he would choose to pass back or force a cross.

However, Lacazette made a choice that left everyone speechless.

He gently flicked the ball inward with his left foot, creating a tiny space, and then, with almost no adjustment, leaned back dramatically and swung his right foot.

He used all his strength to strike the ball hard in the lower middle part!

"Lacazette! He's going to shoot directly at the goal?! At this angle..." Zhan Jun's voice was filled with disbelief.

The ball seemed to be imbued with immense force; after leaving the foot, it barely spun, transforming into a streak of white light, accompanied by a whistling sound that tore through the air, and with a heart-stopping speed and angle, it flew straight into the top right corner of the goal.

That's a theoretically absolute dead end.

Goalkeeper Onana's view seemed to be blocked for a moment by the attacking and defending players at the near post.

Just as he saw the trajectory of the ball and his body reacted to make a save, the ball grazed his fingertips and slammed hard into the inside of the junction between the crossbeam and the post.

Then it bounced irresistibly into the net!

This time, he couldn't stop it.

"Goal!!!!" Zhan Jun's passion erupted completely. "A world-class goal! An unbelievable world-class goal! Lacazette! From an almost impossible angle! He unleashed a stunning, earth-shattering shot! Absolutely into the corner! Onana had no chance! 3-1! Arsenal have extended their lead! The Emirates Stadium is absolutely boiling!"

"Goooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooal!!!" The goal announcement resounded through the sky once again, but was instantly drowned out by an even more frenzied roar.

Lacazette spread his arms wide, roared as he charged toward the corner flag, and slid down to celebrate.

Yan Yuan and his men swarmed over and pinned him down.

Wenger excitedly pumped his fist on the sidelines and hugged his assistant tightly, while Ten Hag's face was ashen as he slapped his forehead hard.

"That was absolutely unfair!" Zhang Lu exclaimed in amazement. "Such a tight angle, such power, such a tricky shot! Lacazette's incredible world-class strike almost killed the game's suspense! Ajax's morale has suffered a heavy blow!"

Trailing by two goals, Ajax, like a trapped beast pushed to the edge of a cliff, unleashed their fighting spirit.

Ten Hag made a bold move, replacing midfielder Schöne with tall striker Dolberg, changing the formation to a highly attacking 4-2-4!

The youth army launched a desperate counterattack.

Ajax's attack surged into Arsenal's half like a tidal wave.

De Jong moved forward, almost becoming an attacking midfielder, forming a formidable attacking group with Tadic, Ziyech, Neres, and Dolberg.

They abandoned complex passing and control, relying more on crosses from the wings and attacking from the center.

Simple, direct, and brutal!