Chapter 230 80-Meter Long-Distance Raid, 1V6 Singles Against Arsenal!

"If Arsenal win this game, they might overtake Manchester City and move up to second place!"

"Right now, Arsenal are only 3 points behind Manchester City and 9 points behind Chelsea!"

"For the Gunners, there's still hope in the title race, so the players are highly motivated!"

"Unfortunately, Arsène Wenger was banned for four games by the FA after shoving the fourth official in the last round."

"Today, he's relegated to managing the game remotely from the stands."

The last time at the Emirates Stadium, Arsenal nearly defeated Chelsea. But Su Luo led his team to a comeback victory. This time, with Chelsea fielding a rotation lineup, Arsenal fans believe their chance has come!

Perhaps with enough effort, they could actually beat Chelsea!

Arsenal have averaged 2.03 goals per game this season, demonstrating their strong attacking firepower. As soon as the game started, they used their kickoff advantage to launch a fierce attack!

The two teams knew each other well, so there was no need for any preliminary testing. They went straight into action, battling hard right from the start.

Only 56 seconds into the game, Arsenal's high pressing forced a poor pass between Gary Cahill and goalkeeper Begović.

Sanchez rushed in and completed the steal!

"Sanchez!! He steals the ball in the box! This..."

"GOAL! Arsenal score in the first minute, taking a 1-0 lead away at Chelsea!"

"Gary Cahill made a serious error. His back pass to the goalkeeper was too weak, leading to an easy goal for Arsenal!"

Zhan Jun shook his head at the blunder.

"That was simply a massive mistake."

Zhang Lu, watching with amusement, added:

"Hey, hey, hey, that was really bad. Cahill hasn't played much lately, and he's lost his sharpness."

"Rüdiger's arrival this season has pushed him out of position completely."

"Not playing regularly has its consequences."

Chelsea were understandably frustrated after conceding such a goal, and Stamford Bridge fell silent.

The camera cut to Wenger in the stands, where the old man was smiling happily, applauding the goal.

Arsenal's strategy of a fast start paid off, but they didn't retreat into defense afterward. They continued to press Chelsea with relentless attacks.

Chelsea's midfield struggled to connect, making it difficult to organize any meaningful offense. Arsenal effectively pinned them back in their own half.

"Sanchez, he's been very active today! Another breakthrough on the left, and he cuts back to the penalty area!"

"Cazorla with the shot! It's close, but Begović manages to deflect it! Arsenal earn their first corner of the game!"

"Koscielny on the corner!"

"Just wide! Begović didn't even react—Chelsea's goal was nearly breached again!"

Arsenal's sustained pressure only increased their confidence. Meanwhile, Chelsea's midfield struggled defensively, with Su Luo and Cesc Fàbregas not providing enough resistance.

Su Luo, while capable of passive defense, isn't a natural defensive midfielder, and his interception ability pales in comparison to Kanté's. Fàbregas, too, is weak defensively.

Arsenal frequently attacked through the middle, using quick passes to penetrate the defense. Fortunately, Chalobah, acting as a jack-of-all-trades in the back, was able to fill in and temporarily stabilize the situation.

But Arsenal eventually found another breakthrough.

In the 39th minute, with Chalobah drawn to the center, Arsenal switched play to the left. Sanchez dribbled past Gary Cahill with ease, entered the penalty area, and crossed!

Giroud outmuscled David Luiz for the header!

A powerful header smashed into the net!

"Another goal! Arsenal now lead 2-0 away!"

"Chelsea's defensive issues are glaring. Let's see if Conte will make any adjustments in the second half."

Conte was visibly frustrated. Both Kanté and Matić were fatigued, with sore muscles that risked injury if pushed too hard. Conte would rather lose the match than risk injuring his key players.

As for Su Luo, he was a tireless machine, young and resilient. Conte could rely on him without worry.

Even 2-0 down, Conte remained calm. He knew that Su Luo in the second half was a force to be reckoned with.

During halftime, Wenger returned to the locker room to reinforce his tactics. Then, he earnestly told his players:

"Don't get complacent!"

"A 2-0 lead is far from safe! You all know how dangerous that Chinese player on the other side is!"

"Even though you're ahead, you've wasted too many chances in the first half! I don't want to see that happen again in the second half!"

Arsenal's players were puzzled. They were leading 2-0 away, so why was Wenger so stressed?

With Su Luo moved to midfield, his threat seemed diminished. He had only managed three long shots in the first half—what was there to fear?

But Wenger's concern grew with each of Su Luo's shots.

According to the coaching team's analysis, Su Luo's most frightening attribute wasn't his ball control, quick acceleration, explosive speed, or passing vision.

What made Su Luo truly terrifying was his shooting.

Once he reached a certain number of attempts, he would inevitably start scoring with the most incredible, almost impossible shots!

It was as if he could score goals with his eyes closed!

Wenger even wondered if Su Luo was secretly using some kind of mystical Eastern technique.

It just didn't seem scientific!

Seeing that Su Luo had already taken three shots, Wenger feared that if he got one or two more chances, Arsenal might concede a goal!

In the second half, Wenger was on edge, anxiously watching from the stands. Chelsea had yet to create a significant scoring opportunity, and Su Luo found himself struggling to find a breakthrough. Despite this, he continued to feed Mount, Ajar, and Pedro with chances during their limited counterattacks, but Arsenal's defense held firm.

Mount, facing such an intense battle for the first time, was visibly tense, and Pedro seemed out of form. Only Ajar managed to pose any real threat to Cech, but even he squandered a one-on-one opportunity.

Then, out of nowhere, Su Luo sent a brilliant 35-meter through ball, slicing through Arsenal's defensive lines in an instant. Ajar latched onto it and drove into the penalty area, but in his haste, he misjudged his pace, and Cech easily saved his shot.

As Arsenal continued to dominate possession and Chelsea's morale dipped, Su Luo remained undeterred. He kept encouraging his teammates, saying, "It's almost 60 minutes. Their legs will start to tire—that's our chance!"

And Su Luo was right. Arsenal's relentless pressing came at a cost. They had been pushing hard without regard for stamina, and as the game reached the 65-minute mark, their intensity visibly waned, and their passing became sluggish.

Su Luo's eyes gleamed with determination. This was the moment Chelsea had been waiting for. They needed to score quickly before Arsenal could make any substitutions.

Su Luo observed closely and noticed that Özil, Arsenal's playmaker, was no longer pressing as aggressively. He stood still when receiving the ball, giving Su Luo the perfect opening.

Sure enough, when Cazorla passed to Özil, Su Luo anticipated it perfectly, launching into a flying tackle and intercepting the ball before Özil could react.

"Su Luo! A brilliant tackle, breaking up Cazorla's pass!" the commentator shouted.

Su Luo quickly got to his feet, pushing the ball forward himself. Chelsea was on the counterattack!

The Arsenal players didn't close him down immediately, and Cazorla was caught off guard, easily sidestepped by Su Luo's simple change of direction.

As long as they didn't impede him and allowed Su Luo to pick up speed, Arsenal was in serious trouble.

Ramsey and Xhaka moved to double-team him, but Su Luo skillfully weaved between them with a series of deceptive stepovers, pretending to head towards Ramsey's side. Ramsey hesitated for just a moment, and Su Luo took full advantage, executing a swift croqueta to change direction, leaving both defenders in his wake.

In a burst of speed that seemed almost superhuman, Su Luo rocketed past Xhaka, who was too late even to attempt a sliding tackle. Su Luo nudged the ball past him, catching up with it in stride and surging into the penalty area.

"Su Luo is on a breathtaking solo run!" the commentator exclaimed.

Arsenal's defense was in disarray. Monreal rushed in desperately, hoping to intercept the ball, but Su Luo was faster. He executed a flawless Marseille turn, spinning past Monreal and breaking into the penalty area.

Koscielny moved in to challenge him, but Su Luo, showing remarkable composure, executed a precise heel pass through Koscielny's legs.

"Can Su Luo really pull off tricks like this in the penalty area?" the commentator marveled.

The Chelsea fans at Stamford Bridge erupted in excitement. This was the kind of breathtaking, 80-meter solo run that defined the highest levels of football.

Mustafi, on the other side, abandoned his mark on Ajar and rushed to intercept Su Luo, while Cech positioned himself to block the near post, his nerves on edge.

Monreal scrambled back to join the defense, surrounding Su Luo on all sides. Most players would have panicked in such a situation, opting to shoot quickly or slow down to attempt a pass. But Su Luo was different. He kept his speed up, invoking his inner Ronaldinho, as if time slowed down just for him.

With Mustafi closing in, Su Luo deftly nudged the ball inward, evading the defender's lunge, and then took two quick steps to shift the angle, dodging Cech's blocking attempt.

Cech was bracing for a right-footed shot, but in a brilliant feint, Su Luo swung his left foot around and shot in the opposite direction. The ball flew past Cech, who could only watch as it sailed into the net.

For a moment, the stadium was silent with shock, and then it erupted into thunderous cheers that echoed through the night.

"Incredible! Su Luo has done it again with a stunning goal!" the commentator roared. "After an 80-meter solo run, passing six players, Su Luo's finish was a work of art!"

"He took on Arsenal's entire defense single-handedly and got Chelsea back into the game!"

The momentum had shifted, and Chelsea now had the upper hand. Arsenal's morale was visibly shaken, and they struggled to regain their composure.

Ramsey, still reeling from Su Luo's brilliance, hesitated while passing the ball, giving Chalobah the chance to intercept.

Without wasting a second, Chalobah passed to Su Luo, who was waiting just outside the penalty area. Xhaka rushed in, determined to block Su Luo's shot, but Su Luo didn't give him the chance.

Without even taking a touch to control the ball, Su Luo unleashed a powerful volley from 29 meters out. The ball soared through the air, curling into the top corner with perfect precision.

Petr Cech dove desperately, but the ball was already out of reach. It crashed into the back of the net with an unstoppable force.

"World-class strike! Su Luo scores his second of the match!" the commentator shouted, his voice filled with awe.

"That's Su Luo's 50th Premier League goal, and it couldn't have come at a better time! Chelsea have equalized!"

The Stamford Bridge crowd was on its feet, roaring in celebration. Today, the stadium belonged to Su Luo, and this was his personal show.

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