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Tottenham Hotspur, who had already implemented defensive counterattacks, was now leading by one goal. Their defense was even more solid.

Anyway, this was a single-elimination match. As long as they kept the score, they could advance!

Moreover, Tottenham Hotspur had the home ground advantage and their physical attributes were better than Arsenal.

The more they defended, the more confident they became. They even wanted to seize the opportunity to counterattack and completely kill the game!

Fortunately, Lin Xuan was more alert this time. After losing the ball, he immediately pounced on the spot to snatch it back, forcing the opponent to pass it back and preventing this counterattack opportunity.

They continued to play like this until the 45th minute, but Arsenal still did not break through Tottenham Hotspur's goal.

The players from both teams returned to the locker room with a score of 1:0.

Lin Xuan was even booed by the Tottenham Hotspur fans on the way, and there were even mocking voices.

"Go back! Old man!"

"This is not a place for you to stay!”

"Are you scared? If you're afraid, run!"

……

In the face of the abuse from the Tottenham fans, Lin Xuan did not directly clash with the fans.

As a player, using violence to fight back was often the lowest form of retaliation.

He couldn't lose the ball and lose face at the same time. Even if he lost face, he couldn't f * cking lose face after losing the ball.

There was only one way to shut the other party up!

That was to use a goal and victory to give the other party a big slap!

……

In the Tottenham Hotspur locker room, the young players looked relaxed and were filled with laughter.

Before the game, they were still quite nervous against Arsenal, who had a winning streak.

Especially Lin Xuan, who scored more than 10 goals. Nothing seemed to be able to stop him.

As a result, Arsenal completely lost their edge in this game, and the Asian was completely silenced.

"Hey, Jack, well done. Keep it up in the second half!”

Even Tottenham Hotspur's manager, Chris Ramsey, could not help but praise his midfielder.

In his opinion, Rivermore was already very close to the First Team.

His other teammates also praised him.

"Well done!"

"That Lin is completely crippled."

"I was bragging about how fierce he was before, but Jack still defended against him.”

While everyone else was in high spirits, the expression on his face was serious.

He was gasping for breath, trying to recover more strength during the intermission.

The others didn't keep a close watch on them and didn't know the pressure Lin Xuan brought.

Only Rivermore could feel the waves of impact.

Because Lin Xuan had changed his kicking style, his position could appear anywhere in the front field.

Therefore, Rivermore also needed to run in a wide range.

Most importantly, Lin Xuan would often appear in unexpected gaps through transmission.

He had to maintain 100% concentration to keep up with Lin Xuan's movements.

Otherwise, a slight distraction, like the two dangerous situations in the first half, almost allowed Arsenal to break the goal.

This feeling of not being able to relax was the most tiring.

Lin Xuan was the opponent who had made him feel the most uncomfortable since he started the competition.

"He runs so much. I hope he doesn't have that much stamina in the second half.”

……

In the Arsenal locker room, the atmosphere was much heavier.

The coach, Freddy, had not yet entered. There were only the young players in the locker room. No one spoke and it was silent.

"What's wrong? This level of an away game made you all dispirited?”

A cold voice broke the silence. It was Lin Xuan.

His teammates looked up at him blankly.

Lin Xuan sneered and continued,"

"If this level can beat you down, then you might as well stop playing and go back to school. You're not suitable to be professional players.”

"What did you say?"

The 16-year-old Spanish youngster, Francesco Merida, said angrily.

Before Lin Xuan's arrival, he was the core of the team.

Merida was also a talented teenager. He had also come from La Masia and followed in Fàbregas 'footsteps to Arsenal.

Some media even said that Merida was a genius who had more potential than Fàbregas.

Therefore, Merida became arrogant and thought that he was the best in the world.

It was not until Lin Xuan joined the team and used his strength to take away his ball rights that Merida could only be squeezed to the side to develop.

He had always been unconvinced, and now he finally exploded.

……

The manager, Freddy, came to the door of the locker room. He had planned to give a speech to motivate the young players.

In the end, he heard Lin Xuan's voice from inside.

Freddy thought for a moment and didn't push the door open.

Instead, he stood at the door and let Lin Xuan continue.

……

"Are you not convinced?" Lin Xuan looked at him disdainfully.

"Then tell me, during the attack just now, why didn't you pass the ball when you clearly saw the heavy defense in front of you?”

" I…" Merida was speechless.

It was his concede that made the opponent counterattack.

"You chose to surpass others. If you have the ability, then beat them all! Look at your weak legs just now. You won't kick when you're booed. What do you have?”

Lin Xuan's words were like sharp blades, stabbing into Merida's heart.

He was indeed disturbed by the boos, and he hesitated and did not dare to make any moves.

"So, after you were booed, you couldn't even play half of your usual strength. With this mental quality, you want to be a professional player?”

"After conceding the goal, it was as if they had lost their eggs. Then in the future, as long as you concede a goal, just admit defeat, okay? Why are you wasting time standing on the field?"

As Lin Xuan spoke, he looked at his teammates.

They were a little confused at first, but then they didn't feel depressed or sad.

This was a group of young and energetic lads. Since they could enter Arsenal, at least no one wanted to be a loser.

They were all eager to win!

Hence, Lin Xuan saw the unwillingness in their eyes and saw balls of fire.

Lin Xuan heaved a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, his teammates were not completely hopeless.

He had only said those words to provoke them.

After all, football was a team sport. When facing a strong opponent, he could not lead the team alone.

After the first half's offense didn't improve, his teammates were no longer in their best condition. It was useless even if he ran with all his might.

Therefore, Lin Xuan could only act as a coach to cheer them up.

"There are still 45 minutes left in the second half. With so much time, do you not have the confidence to win?”

"Who said that? I'm confident!"

Merida blurted out.

"I'm confident too! You can pass the ball and watch me score!”

Lys Murphy was also full of fighting spirit.

"Me too! They would not let them score another goal!”

The tall and big body of Shczesny stood up!

"And me!"

"Count me in, f * cking hell!"

"Tottenham Hotspur is nothing!"

The players, who had been lost just now, stood up one after another and ignited their fighting spirit!

Lin Xuan shook his head and thought to himself, Seriously, shouldn't the coach be doing this? Where's Bradley? Where did he go?"

At this moment, Coach Bradley was outside the door and nodded in amusement.

"I didn't expect him to have the talent to be a captain. Looks like I don't have to do anything. Let's watch them perform in the second half.”

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