Two o'clock shot!

"Don't shoot!"

A voice came from the backcourt. It was Ian who frowned. He had always been at odds with Maher and would slander him whenever he had the chance.

"Good try, keep going!"

But then, the head coach Hans on the sidelines applauded and encouraged him. He stood firmly on Maher's side, "Hit if you have the chance!"

As soon as he said this, many Arsenal players who originally thought that the quality of the ball was good immediately began to agree.

"Good shot."

"Don't worry, Maher. We all believe in your shot. I hope you can score your first goal in your Arsenal U17 career!"

"You played well. If you shoot on target, you'll get it!"

Now it was Ian's turn to be embarrassed. His voice was drowned out by the praises and did not attract anyone's attention.

He watched Maher wave to his teammates and shook his head with regret. He saw that the other party's eyes skipped over him and chose to ignore him.

He gritted his teeth and moved with the team's formation.

"Don't complain, encourage more."

The team's goalkeeper Hopkins stood behind him and reminded him: "Mael is no longer the same Maher as before. Look at his current shooting and confrontation ability. It's better not to embarrass him."

Ian snorted lightly and said nothing.

He subconsciously turned his head to look at Wenger on the sidelines, wanting to see how the first-team coach reacted to the ball.

Unfortunately, Mr. Wenger had no expression on his face and could not see anything at all.

"Bang!"

The Liverpool goalkeeper then sent a goal kick, but chose to hit the ball directly to the front court and launch a quick attack.

The game returned to normal, and everyone focused their attention and started a game with the opposing players.

"Bang bang bang...!"

The sound of continuous passing sounded, the rhythm on the court was fast, the speed of ball possession conversion was also fast, and fierce confrontations occurred from time to time.

Don't think that Wenger sitting on the sidelines will only inspire Arsenal players, but also Liverpool players!

Everyone on the field today tried every means to show themselves, dreaming of being spotted by the professor and playing in the Premier League.

Many people made bold moves, whether it was the defensive players' big blocking and flying tackles, or the offensive players' bicycle dribbling and bull tails, all kinds of tricks to show off their personal abilities emerged in an endless stream.

"Oh...!"

"Fuck him! Fuck him! Good job!"

"Dribble him!"

This also easily ignited the interest of the fans. Watching such a game is sometimes more fun than watching a boring Premier League.

The turning point that changed the course of the game came in the 13th minute of the first half. Arsenal captain Gilbert made a mistake and was intercepted. Liverpool quickly opened up the formation and played a quick counterattack.

"Bang!"

When their winger found the No. 9 striker with a precision-guided pass, all suspense was gone.

"Swish!"

Liverpool No. 9 jumped high and headed the ball into the Arsenal net before Ian, and goalkeeper Hopkins was powerless to save the situation.

One to zero!

Liverpool took the lead!

"Haha!"

"Yeah...!"

Liverpool players rushed to the sidelines in groups of three or five, high-fiving each other, and finally hugged each other, releasing the joy of scoring.

Arsenal fell into a brief silence, everyone lowered their heads and stopped talking.

Hans scratched his head on the side of the court, and he returned to the coaching seat with a little helplessness, secretly observing Wenger's expression.

He still had no expression on his face, as if all this had nothing to do with him.

"My, sorry everyone."

On the court, Arsenal captain Gilbert raised his head first and waved to his teammates, "I thought... Forget it, a mistake is a mistake."

"It's okay, no one blames you."

"Come again, it's still early, just chase a goal."

A burst of encouragement sounded, and Maher also walked to his side and patted him on the back, "If you have a chance to pass the ball to me, I will hit it back with a long shot, and you can also get an assist to make up for it."

"Hahaha..."

This half-joking remark made Gilbert smile lightly, but he did not refuse, "You said, don't let me down."

"Of course."

Mael shrugged, then turned his head to face the direction of attack.

"Bang!"

As Arsenal center Gabi kicked off again, Maher strolled into the opponent's half again, waiting for an opportunity.

Having just adapted to the rhythm of the youth team's game for a while, he has eliminated all his pre-match worries, and the only thing left is to look forward to scoring.

Now he has a certain ability to confront, and it is not difficult to stand in position.

It is not difficult to stand in position, and it is certainly not difficult to get the ball, and it is not difficult to complete the final shot.

As long as he is given two or three more chances, he will have a great chance to send the ball into the opponent's goal!

Maher's second chance to shoot came in the 21st minute of the game, and it was the captain Gilbert who passed the ball to him.

"Bang." After judging the ball path, he turned his head to observe, and after seeing the goalkeeper standing on the left, he led the ball to the middle and aimed at the far right corner.

"I'll do it!"

A confident shout sounded, and the Liverpool central defender came out to defend, trying to block Maher's shot.

He saw the confrontation between his own full-back and Maher, and knew that the full-back was not an opponent, so it would be better for him to defend himself.

He is strong and his confrontation ability is definitely excellent among young players.

Maher originally wanted to shoot, but he realized that the central defender came up too fast, and the direct shot was likely to be blocked by him.

Somewhat helplessly, he took a step forward with his left foot, and used his right leg to push his body to the left, trying to push him back.

"Bang!" The sound of flesh and bones hitting each other came, and both of them staggered a step before they stabilized their bodies.

The Liverpool central defender's eyes were obviously surprised. How big is he, how big is Maher, how can they end up being evenly matched?

Wenger's eyes moved in a place where no one noticed, and he was slightly surprised.

"Bang!!"

A second later, Maher was the first to react, folding his right leg and shooting a heavy cannon towards the far corner of the goal.

The football rose from the ground, almost without any rotation, and flew straight towards the far corner, and the height continued to increase in the air.

"Pah!"

Fortunately, the Liverpool goalkeeper moved quickly, flew to the left before the football touched the net, and dragged the ball out of the net.

Wonderful save!

This was the first reaction of everyone on the court, because they all saw how high the quality of this shot was.

"Huh..." The Liverpool goalkeeper took a breath secretly and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead with his gloves.

Giving the opponent a corner kick is already the best result.

That Arsenal No. 31, is so good at long-range shooting?

"Bang!!"

Before Maher, who was outside the penalty area, could regretfully finish his goal, a corner kick had already been taken.

The first point was taken by the taller Liverpool defender as expected, who cleared the ball out of the penalty area.

As for the second point...

When the Liverpool players turned their heads to look outside the penalty area, they saw a face they did not want to see.

There was a bit of fear on their faces, as if they knew what was about to happen.

"Bang!!"

After the figure stopped the ball, he stretched his body and kicked out his legs in one go, and fired another powerful and unstoppable heavy artillery, like an ancient archer who drew his bow and shot a sharp arrow.

The Liverpool goalkeeper closed his eyes and rushed towards the approximate route of the football, but unfortunately he missed.

When he reacted again, there was only a sound of the ball hitting the net behind him, "Shua!"