Real Madrid, trailing, began a frantic counterattack, and the intensity of the match grew.
In the 55th minute, during a midfield scramble, Di María's tackle directly hit Alexandre Song's calf.
Alexandre Song fell to the ground in pain, rolling and clutching his leg.
Arsenal players immediately swarmed around, angrily accusing Di María of fouling.
As the team's leader, Fly stepped forward without hesitation, rushing to Di María and pointing a finger at him, questioning loudly:
"You dog, are you playing football or trying to kill someone?"
Di María also showed no weakness, confronting Fly, and the players from both sides instantly became aggressive.
The Main Referee quickly arrived, showed Di María a yellow card, and separated the players, which finally quelled the conflict.
On the sidelines, Wenger protested furiously to the Fourth Official, demanding a harsher penalty from the Main Referee for Di María's malicious foul.
José Mourinho, meanwhile, stood with his arms crossed, shrugging, looking indifferent, and even flashed a provocative smile in Wenger's direction.
For the madman, he would never tolerate the Main Referee favoring the opposing team.
As long as his team suffered a disadvantage, José Mourinho would definitely apply pressure...
But when the opposing team faced injustice, he would act as if it were "only natural."
In short, it was always, "I can't suffer any loss, and if the other side suffers, what's it to me?"
Cuck, the commentator for hanger TV Station, said with surging emotion, "It's too intense... this is the Champions League semi-final!"
"Di María's foul was indeed a bit excessive; Arsenal players' anger is completely understandable."
"Now Arsenal leads Real Madrid 2-1, holding a clear advantage. Can they maintain their lead? Let's wait and see!"
As Alexandre Song could not continue the match, Wenger was forced to make a substitution, bringing on Blaise Matuidi to replace the injured Alexandre Song.
The match continued, with Real Madrid intensifying their attack, constantly pressing Arsenal's goal.
In the 58th minute, Real Madrid earned a free kick.
The Portugal superstar, Cristiano Ronaldo, confidently stood before the ball, his eyes firm. He took a run-up, struck the ball, and it flew towards the goal like an "elevator ball."
Although Szczęsny made a save attempt, the erratic trajectory of the ball eluded his defense, ultimately finding the top corner of the net.
2-2, Real Madrid tenaciously equalized the score!
Cristiano Ronaldo's signature elevator ball left Szczęsny helpless...
After scoring with his free kick, the Portugal player excitedly sprinted to the sideline and performed his still-developing "Siu" celebration.
Di María, Özil, and others came forward to embrace Cristiano Ronaldo...
Bernabeu Stadium erupted in madness once more, white flags waved everywhere, and the cheers of Real Madrid fans almost lifted the roof.
Arsenal fans, however, looked utterly disappointed, many clutching their heads, unable to accept the quick equalizer.
"GOOOOOOOOOAL!!!"
"Number 7, Cristiano Ronaldo!!!"
"The great Portugal superstar, once again stepping up for his team in a crucial moment..."
"The suspense of this match remains high; no one knows who the ultimate winner will be until the very end!"
When Cristiano Ronaldo scored directly from the free kick, a huge wave of Cristiano Ronaldo fans suddenly appeared on social media platforms.
"Holy moly, holy moly, holy moly!!! See that? My Ronaldo's signature tomahawk goal, he's invincible..."
"Too awesome! That free kick turned 3C into an AI... Gotta say, my Ronaldo truly is the best free-kick taker in football today!"
"Fly hasn't scored a single free kick in his career so far, he's completely incomparable to my Ronaldo... If he knows what's good for him, he won't try to leech off Ronaldo's fame. He should go sit at a table with Messi; neither of those two flops can take free kicks anyway."
"A player who can't even take a good free kick, is he really qualified to be considered the world's best? Where's the nerve..."
"Heh heh... The mule upstairs has lost his mind. Fly scored over 80 goals in one season, which is double your Ronaldo's. Are you out of your mind talking about this stuff with me?"
"I don't care, his Arsenal isn't comprehensive enough, which means Fly's ability isn't up to par and can't compare to my Ronaldo..."
In the 62nd minute.
Fly once again broke through, earning Arbeloa a yellow card.
Arsenal had a set piece in the attacking third, taken by Fabregas. The ball barely cleared the wall but was easily saved by Casillas due to insufficient height...
After checking the time, feeling it was right, Fly decisively activated God's Eye.
"Cesc, Jack, you know what I mean..."
After a brief greeting to Fabregas and Wilshere, Fly immediately got into the zone.
Both of them knew what Fly meant by that... A glance at the clock, oh, it was that monster's "hunting hour" again.
In the 68th minute.
Arsenal got a golden opportunity. Fabregas's through pass, precise like a surgeon's knife, tore through Real Madrid's defense.
Fly, like a cheetah, immediately went full throttle, leaving Pepe, who was beside him, no time to even make a move.
Ramos, seeing Fly pulling away, became ruthless and lunged into a sliding tackle from the side and behind.
This tackle was aimed directly at the "man," not the ball itself.
However, under the 360-degree, no-blind-spot surveillance of God's Eye, Fly easily dodged Ramos's "man-tackle."
"Damn it... he actually dodged it..."
Ramos truly hadn't expected Fly to dodge his "certain" strike as if he had eyes in the back of his head.
After Fly shook off the notorious duo of Ramos and Pepe, he caught up to the ball and faced Casillas, who was forced to come out.
A feint created an opening, then a powerful shot. The ball, like an arrow from a bow, flew straight into the top corner of the net.
Casillas was helpless against this shot...
3-2, Arsenal took the lead again!
Fly completed his brace, raising his total goals for the season to 86 and his Champions League goals for the season to 25.
Arsenal fans went completely wild, a red ocean on the stands creating colossal waves.
Real Madrid fans looked shocked and unwilling, their boos mixed with helpless sighs.
This kid named Fly Adams was simply too exaggerated...
They had just managed to equalize the score, and in an instant, this monster had extended the lead again; it was simply outrageous...
How were they supposed to play like this?
For a moment, Real Madrid fans suddenly felt somewhat depressed.
The great Champions League king had never encountered such a bizarre situation.
Fly was even more exaggerated than the superstars they had faced throughout their history!
At least neither Ronaldinho nor Messi could achieve "precise score control."
But this super rich second-generation, did he seem to have this ability?
"Could it be that capital is remotely controlling the match from behind the scenes?"
Suddenly, many people conjured up a scene—
Fly's father made a deal with the highest echelons of football, exchanging benefits for them to manipulate the outcome of matches from behind the scenes.
Fly himself was merely a puppet pushed to the forefront by Fly's Father...
Such content, which seems perfect for web novels, definitely has a market.
Regardless of whether Fly actually had capital behind him, as long as they believed he did, then he did...
Crucially, this kind of thing cannot be self-proven; the more you try to prove it, the more suspicious people become.
Of course, Fly, the person involved, was unaware of all this...
At this moment, he was on the sidelines, dealing with his teammates who were successively jumping onto him.
José Mourinho was fuming on the sidelines, loudly protesting to the Fourth Official, accusing Arsenal players of fouling.
The Fourth Official, hearing José Mourinho's "black and white reversal," couldn't help but roll his eyes.
He wasn't blind yet...
He had naturally seen Ramos's malicious foul earlier.
However, since it didn't result in a serious consequence, the Main Referee had only given a verbal warning and no punishment.
Wenger, nearby, clenched his fists, pacing back and forth in front of the dugout, both nervous and expectant about the final outcome of the match.
He knew very well that if they could complete a clean sweep against the "La Liga giants" this season, Arsenal's standing in the football world would immediately rise...
"GOOOOOOOOOOAL!!!"
"Number 13, Fly Adams!!!"
"After Cristiano stepped up to equalize for Real Madrid, Fly immediately gave his own response."
"An unstoppable goal of pure talent, even Ramos and Pepe couldn't stop him..."
"Despair, it's utter despair. Real Madrid must find a way, or this match will slip away..."
In the 71st minute.
Fly struck again!
Fabregas passed the ball to the advancing Clichy, who immediately threaded it through to Fly, who was making an off-ball run forward.
Knowing how abnormal Fly's speed was, Clichy gave the through ball with plenty of lead.
The moment Fly received the ball, Arbeloa, the closest defender, was still several meters away.
With ample space, Fly directly dribbled into the penalty area. Facing Pepe, who came in with a side tackle aimed at his body, Fly passed the ball out a step ahead.
"Bang—"
Although Fly was knocked down in the box, the Main Referee made no call.
Seeing this, the Arsenal away fans erupted in thunderous boos.
However, the next moment, they immediately quieted down...
Because Van Persie, who received Fly's pass in the box, immediately passed the ball back to Fly.
This back-and-forth pulled Pepe out of position, giving Fly an opportunity.
As Fly quickly got up, facing the ball from Van Persie, Fly made a series of quick feints, cleverly shaking off the encirclement of two Real Madrid defenders, then suddenly shot. The ball, with strong spin, flew directly into the top corner of the net.
Since it was a shot into the top corner from inside the box, the short goalkeeper, under 185 cm tall, was helpless... He could only watch as the ball flew past his fingertips into the net, splashing white foam.
4-2, Fly completed his hat-trick, and Arsenal extended their lead to two goals.
At this moment, Arsenal fans went utterly wild, embracing each other excitedly, weeping with joy.
Some fans even took off their jerseys and waved them in the air.
"GOOOOOOOOOOAL!!!"
"It's Fly again, he's scored another hat-trick!!!"
"Unbelievable, truly unbelievable... I just said that if Real Madrid didn't find a way, this match would slip away."
"But the score now is even worse than before... It seems Real Madrid hasn't returned to peak form, and the Champions League is out of reach."
"Real Madrid has such a luxurious squad; they shouldn't be dominated by Arsenal like this... Oh my god, God, this world has gone mad!"
Fly himself performed a sliding celebration, thankfully without an accident like Robben's.
Coming to the sideline, Fly raised his hands high, fully savoring this moment of glory.
His teammates swarmed around him, tackling him to the ground, celebrating this great goal.
"Fly, you are our god, oh my god... Let me worship you."
"Bro, I knew you would never disappoint us!"
"..."
Real Madrid players, meanwhile, looked utterly dejected. They couldn't believe they were being completely outplayed at home by Arsenal...
Only Cristiano Ronaldo, though his face was grim at this moment, still radiated an unyielding spirit and fighting will in his eyes!
He believed that this match had just begun and was far from over.
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