Chapter 843 - 151: Upset! Mr. Clutch! World-Class Game-Winner! God-Like Wang Shuo! The Goal That Clinched the Premier League Title!

"Tell me, why did you guys have to fight so desperately?"

When the Netherlands referee Keppers blew the final whistle, Messi slowly walked up to Wang Shuo and complained with a bitter smile.

"Now look at us. Both of our teams played like this—we got eliminated, and you barely scraped by with a pyrrhic victory. We’ve just handed a massive advantage to Bayern Munich for nothing."

Arsenal had won 1-0 at home and drawn 2-2 away, eliminating Bar?a with an aggregate score of 3-2. Entering the semifinals, their next opponent would be Heynckes’s Bayern. However, this match had truly been a pyrrhic victory for the Gunners. The main issue was that they had accumulated far too many yellow cards over the two legs, especially in the second.

Subotic, Lichsteiner, Alexandre Song, and Vermaelen were all facing suspension. Wasn’t this an absolute joke? Across the entire defensive line—four defenders plus a single defensive midfielder—only Verthongen was left standing. Heh, this kid had also picked up a yellow card, but they had Ajax to thank for his availability, because throughout the entire six matches of the group stage, Verthongen had only received one yellow card.

"You only have yourself to blame for this. If you hadn’t played so aggressively, would we have gotten so many yellow cards? Would they be suspended right now?" Wang Shuo shot back.

Messi looked displeased. "What? So we should have just done nothing and let you advance?"

"Hah, and by your logic, we shouldn’t have resisted either. We should have just stood there and watched you score. Is that it?"

After exchanging a few jabs, the two of them burst into laughter at the exact same time. Their smiles, however, were tinged with a hint of helplessness. Bar?a was eliminated, but Arsenal wasn’t in a much better spot. Having only Verthongen left on the entire defensive line was completely ridiculous! But sometimes, that was just how things went.

Wang Shuo thought of the comic Basketball Flying Man. When Shohoku competed in the National Championship, even though they fought hard to defeat the strongest team, Sannoh Industry, it was a pyrrhic victory that ultimately ended in failure. Arsenal wasn’t in such a terrible state yet! The semifinals also had two legs! Until he fought to the very last second, Wang Shuo would never give up no matter what!

"Just you wait and see. I’ll definitely score again in the semifinals," Wang Shuo suddenly grinned.

Messi froze for a moment, waved his hand in frustration, and turned to walk away. Why? Because on the current Champions League top scorers list, the two were running neck and neck with fourteen goals each. However, compared to Wang Shuo’s evenly distributed goals, Messi was purely a stat-padder. In the 7-1 victory against Bayer Leverkusen, he had scored five goals all by himself. This made Wang Shuo feel like there was no justice in the world!

Meanwhile, in La Liga, Messi had currently scored thirty-nine goals. But with seven rounds left in La Liga, it was estimated that Messi could still score quite a few more. After all, he could now focus entirely on La Liga.

Ronaldo’s goal-scoring luck in the Champions League, on the other hand, hadn’t been that great. Real Madrid’s luck in the draw had been genuinely good. In the Round of 16, they drew Moscow Central Army. Drawing 1-1 away and winning 4-1 at home, Real Madrid handled them with ease. Ronaldo scored one and two goals in the two legs, respectively. But in the quarterfinals, they faced Greek Athletic. Real Madrid won the first leg 3-0 and the second leg at home 5-2. Over the two legs, Ronaldo only scored two goals in the second leg. Up to this point, Ronaldo’s goal tally in the Champions League was only nine. But in La Liga, he had already scored forty-one goals.

Currently, Wang Shuo’s goal tally in the Premier League was forty-seven. However, it was obvious that after entering the Champions League quarterfinals, Wang Shuo hadn’t scored in his last two league rounds. He didn’t play against Queens Park Rangers, and he only played half a game against Aston Villa.

If Wang Shuo’s stats were placed in Premier League history, it was securely the highest single-season goal-scoring record, surpassing the thirty-two goals of Alan Shearer in the 94/95 season and Andy Cole in the 93/94 season. But if it were placed in the history of the England top flight, it currently only ranked third.

Ahead of Wang Shuo was Tom Waring, who played for Aston Villa in the 1930/31 season and scored forty-nine goals in thirty-nine matches. And the current single-season top scorer in England top-flight history was Dixie Dean, who played for Everton in the 1927/28 season and scored sixty goals in thirty-nine matches.

Whether it was Dixie Dean, Tom Waring, Alan Shearer, or Andy Cole, they all achieved these records when the England top-flight league historically had twenty-two teams. Ever since the Premier League reduced its teams from twenty-two to twenty in the 95/96 season, the top scorers had been Ronaldo in the 07/08 season and Alan Shearer in the 95/96 season, both scoring thirty-one goals. Wang Shuo had now single-handedly raised the goal tally to forty-seven. More importantly, there were still seven rounds left in the Premier League.

God-like Wang Shuo!

When Arsenal drew 2-2 away against Bar?a and eliminated the La Liga giants with an aggregate score of 3-2, the entire European Football Scene was shaken, and fans all over the world were in an uproar. Wang Shuo was thrust right into the spotlight, instantly trending on social media platforms worldwide.

How terrible was the Gunners’ situation in this match? The possession rate was 72.5% to 27.5%. Regarding Shooting, Bar?a unleashed a total of twenty-three Shooting attempts, while Arsenal only had seven. They were completely outmatched in every aspect. Yet, in such an absolutely unfavorable environment, Arsenal stubbornly carved out a 2-2 draw. This could definitely be considered a miracle.

"Wang Shuo is like a god-like existence, no one can stop him!"

In the minds of the media and fans, this battle at Camp Nou felt more like a clash of two gods between Wang Shuo and Messi. Both had scored a brace, but the final outcome was vastly different.