Bale returned to the half with a heavy expression.
He couldn't even bring himself to look Kai in the eye.
His proudest asset—his speed—had been completely outshone by Kai time and time again.
For a Welsh winger like him, this was the most crushing blow possible.
Son Heung-min, meanwhile, was practically in a daze.
He looked at Kai 's figure on the field—
—and felt a chill run through his heart.
This guy was terrifying.
After just half a season, he'd gotten even stronger than before.
His passing, physicality, and ability to dictate the rhythm of the game—
—made Son suddenly realize with painful clarity:
He and Kai weren't even on the same level.
The referee blew the whistle again.
The match resumed.
Harry Kane kicked off the ball.
Tottenham's players sprang into motion.
Son and Bale rushed to the wings.
Kane drove forward, aiming to break through Arsenal's defensive line.
Modrić, unwilling to dwell on the ball, passed it directly to the flank.
In this match, Pochettino's plan was clear: attack through both wings.
But almost immediately, Tottenham's coaching staff found themselves at a loss.
Bale was mentally locked in, with clear intent.
But he quickly lost connection with the midfield.
Kai was orchestrating Arsenal's positioning flawlessly—
—and personally cut off the source of Tottenham's midfield-to-wing transitions!
Under Kai 's relentless pressing,
physically weaker players like Modrić could only resort to constant back-passing.
But even those back passes—
Kai had already anticipated them.
With a near-omniscient view of the field,
Tottenham's every midfield move was laid bare before his eyes.
Tottenham's midfielders simply weren't built for physical confrontation.
Whether it was Modrić or van der Vaart,
they were finesse players through and through.
In the stands, Arsenal fans erupted in cheers!
Led by Kai, Arsenal gave Tottenham a full masterclass in high pressing—
a vivid, relentless tactical display!
Kai's interceptions were razor-sharp.
He repeatedly cut off Tottenham's passing lanes through midfield,
disrupting their entire connection and rhythm.
On the sidelines, Pochettino's eyes were full of confusion.
This wasn't just a talented player—
this was a monster beyond tactical understanding.
Total offense, total defense.
Every pass and movement by his midfielders—
Kai predicted them all.
It was like facing an alien.
With Bale and Son unable to receive the ball on the wings,
they had to drop deeper, shifting closer to the center.
Tottenham's wing-based attack crumbled—again.
20th minute.
Arsenal came storming back!
A midfield skirmish broke out.
Tottenham's defender Ledley King cleared the ball with a big kick.
In Arsenal's half, Harry Kane tried to win a header back to midfield.
Arteta nudged it slightly with his toe—
and Modrić rushed forward to receive it.
But Rosický had already positioned himself between Modrić and van der Vaart.
At that moment, Kai charged forward—
pivoting his body, smashing into Modrić with a clean shoulder challenge.
He took control of the loose ball left from Arteta's deflection!
The crowd erupted in triumphant cheers!
Another costly midfield error for Spurs!
On the touchline, Pochettino was livid, yelling in frustration.
His technical midfielders just couldn't support the tactics he wanted.
And in the face of Kai's ruthless pressing—
Modrić, van der Vaart, and the rest of Tottenham's midfield—
were being completely dismantled.
Kai began a surging run from Arsenal's own half.
He effortlessly dribbled past Harry Kane, who tried a desperate counter-press.
Faced with van der Vaart,
Kai feinted—then split the ball to his right side.
He used his body to shield the ball,
cutting across van der Vaart's weaker side—
—and exploded forward from the opposite direction!
A beautiful and clean split-dribble!
Emirates Stadium went into a frenzy!
The fans were ecstatic—
Kai's control and dribbling were reaching their peak!
Every move, every touch—
flawless in rhythm and distance.
On the touchline, Pochettino's expression turned to panic.
"Hold him! Modrić, what are you waiting for?!"
He roared in fury.
Modrić gritted his teeth, lunging to grab Kai's shirt.
But what shocked him was—
Kai's core strength was unreal.
Modrić felt like he was trying to pull a bull.
Completely immovable.
Kai stormed past him, never even slowing down.
The entire stadium was on fire.
Arsenal fans leapt from their seats, eyes full of passion and excitement.
They were witnessing it again—
Their young captain, charging from deep within their own half,
toppling everything in his path.
No one could stop him.
Bale gritted his teeth.
He suddenly charged in from the flank.
Although he was playing as a winger in this match, he was now relying on his full-back instincts.
No matter what, he had to stop Kai's advance!
Bale knew all too well—
Whether Kai chose to continue dribbling or make a pass next, either option would be fatal to Tottenham's defense!
With a roar from the crowd—
On the opposite side, Son Heung-min also came charging in!
Tottenham's two wingers—
A pincer attack, both launching a sliding tackle at the same time!
They targeted Kai's dribbling figure!
On the sidelines, Arsène Wenger instantly broke out in a cold sweat.
He absolutely didn't want Kai to get injured!
But then something completely unexpected happened.
Faced with simultaneous sliding tackles from Bale and Son coming from both sides—
Kai didn't panic at all.
He flicked the ball up—
And lightly jumped into the air.
Son quickly pulled his studs back.
But Bale, who had thrown his whole weight into the slide, couldn't stop himself!
A cry of agony burst out near the center circle!
The stands erupted into chaos!
Son turned in shock to see Bale clutching his shin and writhing on the ground in pain.
But Kai was already on the move again!
In the stands, Arsenal fans were roaring with passion!
Kai had already carried the ball for over fifty meters!
Only thirty meters remained to the goal, and few defenders were left standing!
Ledley King didn't dare step up rashly.
He was the final barrier before Lloris.
Another Spurs defender, Kyle Walker, moved in from the side to press Kai.
But Kai gave a simple shoulder feint, pulled the ball, and broke free—
Then suddenly accelerated.
In the blink of an eye, Kyle Walker was left in the dust!
The Emirates erupted into madness!
Nearly eighty meters of solo dribbling—a one-man assault across the pitch!
Tottenham fans clutched their heads in disbelief!
On the sidelines, Pochettino stood frozen, stunned.
Outside the Spurs penalty area—
Ledley King no longer hesitated.
He stepped forward decisively.
And at that very moment—
A brilliant golden path lit up in Kai's eyes!
As the Spurs defender lunged—
Kai's thigh swung fiercely—
And from the top of the arc, he unleashed a thunderous rocket!
In that instant!
The ball flew like a cannon shell, screaming through the air!
In front of goal, Lloris looked terrified.
He instinctively sprang off the goal line—
But he was too late.
Kai's missile-like strike hit the top left corner of the net, unstoppable!
In a flash!
A tidal wave of cheers surged through the stands!
The entire Emirates Stadium trembled like an earthquake, thunder roaring through the sky!
Arsenal fans roared with wild passion, their earth-shaking voices sweeping across the pitch!
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