The God of Football Starts With Passive Skills

Chapter 768: Last-Minute Equalizer! Sanction FIFA! Wang Shuo, What Do You Want? A Strong Backing to Remain Invincible!

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Chapter 768: Chapter 140: Last-Minute Equalizer! Sanction FIFA! Wang Shuo, What Do You Want? A Strong Backing to Remain Invincible!

No one expected Wang Shuo to speak so mercilessly in public. But was he wrong? Not at all!

In the distance, legendary veterans like Henry and Bergkamp exchanged glances. They thought, “This kid is really impressive! Full of spirit! Full of backbone! Most importantly, he’s smart.”

“We all know that a misunderstanding has already occurred, and the situation is becoming increasingly complicated,” Valcke said, still trying to salvage the conversation while dodging the most crucial issue. “When we encounter problems, we should communicate and understand each other more, right?”

Valcke looked at Gazidis, Wenger, and the others around him. In his mind, the people from Arsenal should have stepped up to echo his sentiments, offer some support, and give Wang Shuo a nudge.

To his surprise, everyone from the Gunners remained completely silent. It was as if they hadn’t understood a single word he just said.

Left with no other choice, Valcke coughed awkwardly. “How about this? We can arrange a private meeting and let President Blatter communicate with you face-to-face. What do you…”

“There’s no need for that!” Wang Shuo replied loudly. “Just as you said, things have escalated to this point. You claim it’s a misunderstanding, but I don’t think so at all.

“My current demand is very simple. If the FIFA President feels that his remarks were misunderstood, that’s fine. He can step forward on a public platform—like the BBC, or any other television network or mainstream media—publicly retract his previous statements, and apologize for the adverse consequences those words caused.”

“That’s impossible!” Nichols’s expression changed abruptly.

“Then there’s nothing left to discuss, is there?” Wang Shuo countered.

“The FIFA President will not apologize publicly…”

“What we are discussing now is whether a person can completely shirk all responsibility, arbitrarily make whatever remarks they want, cause harm and adverse consequences to others, and yet face no repercussions?” Wang Shuo’s eyes locked onto Valcke and Nichols like lightning. “Does this have anything to do with him being the FIFA President? Or are you saying he should receive special treatment just because he is the FIFA President?”

Valcke and Nichols panicked completely. They could not acknowledge this statement under any circumstances. Once admitted, the fallout would undoubtedly be far more severe than the current situation.

“All right, I’ve made my intentions clear enough. If there’s nothing else, I’ll be taking my leave now.” Before departing, Wang Shuo flashed an amicable smile at Valcke and Nichols. “Thank you so much for coming to Arsenal’s anniversary ceremony!”

With that, Wang Shuo turned and left, leaving Valcke and Nichols rooted to the spot.

As Wang Shuo passed by Henry and Bergkamp, he noticed Henry and the others giving him a thumbs-up. They thought, “Beautifully roasted, Wang!”

Wang Shuo grinned at them. He thought, “How did the old saying go? He who has nothing to lose can dethrone a king!

“I’ll risk throwing away the Golden Ball Award just to see what you can do to me! What? You won’t give me the Golden Ball? Fine, I’ll be back next year, and the year after that, and the year after that… Let’s see who suffers the greater loss!

“Right now, the truth is on my side. I’m unilaterally sanctioning FIFA, so let’s see what you can do about it!”

On the afternoon of December 18th, at the Manchester Etihad Stadium.

In the 16th round of the Premier League, Arsenal challenged Manchester City in an away game.

The match had reached the 89-minute and 43-second mark. The scoreboard displayed 1-0, with Arsenal temporarily trailing. Ever since falling behind by a goal in the 53rd minute, the Gunners had launched a frantic counterattack against Manchester City. Especially after entering the 80th minute, the Gunners had thoroughly pinned Manchester City down in their own half.

Just moments ago, while making a Breakthrough with the ball on the left flank, Hazard drew a foul from Mike Richards. Not only did this earn the opponent a yellow card, but it also won the team a front-court free kick.

However, the position was too wide to shoot directly. Arteta stood at the free-kick spot.

Players like Subotic and Vermaelen appeared inside the penalty area, while Wang Shuo stood within the Arc Top District. This was a highly flexible position; he could push forward to the near post, the center, or the far post at any time to receive the Passing and launch an attack. Manchester City, meanwhile, had specifically arranged for Gareth Barry to stand near the penalty spot to mark Wang Shuo.

Everything was ready. The more than 47,000 fans in the stadium had their nerves stretched taut, watching with bated breath.

Following the blast of referee Phil Dowd’s whistle, everyone in the penalty area immediately sprang into action. Five Gunners players donning red jerseys charged toward the six-yard box simultaneously, dragging the scrambling Manchester City defenders along with them. This was especially true for Vermaelen and Subotic, as both center-backs were goal-scoring defenders with incredibly formidable heading abilities.

But right at that moment, Arteta surprised everyone by playing the ball out horizontally.

Wang Shuo, originally positioned in the middle of the Arc Top District, made a rapid diagonal run to the left side of the Arc Top District. Arteta’s pass was wonderfully executed. Just as Wang Shuo caught up to it, the ball’s speed naturally slowed down. Planting his right foot firmly, Wang Shuo swiftly swung his left foot and struck the football solidly.

The football rapidly traced an arc, heading straight for the top left corner of the goal. Since he struck it first time without trapping the ball, Wang Shuo left himself a small margin for error, meaning the angle wasn’t incredibly sharp. Still, he felt it should be enough.

He thought, “How did that saying go? If heaven has a heart, it’ll surely take a toll; when you see Hart, just shoot blindly and score a goal!

“In all honesty, I wasn’t just blindly shooting; I actually aimed for the angle. Plus, I had the chaotic scramble inside the penalty area providing cover.”

However, just as Wang Shuo thought the shot was a sure thing, Hart—standing on the goal line—seemingly descended like a deity. Diving sideways, he tipped the ball over the crossbar with a single hand.

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