Although it was a Europa League match, this was an internal English war.

The physical confrontation was extremely intense.

Moreover, because of the fight before the start of the game, coupled with Leitman's provocation at the beginning, Norwich's players were full of fire.

Arsenal is a representative of pass-control football, playing beautiful football, but what English Premier League team has ever been afraid of physical confrontation?

So the two teams of players seemed to be at odds with each other.

Constant small movements, arms, elbows, and even fists were used!

Arsenal's beautiful football was gone, and the whistles on the field kept ringing.

From time to time, players were brought down, and the referee became the most tired one, with his figure in every corner.

The Arsenal fans who traveled with the team were furious!

This is Norwich!

This is the key to their ability to eliminate Manchester United!

They only stop the attack by constantly bringing down players!

"Garbage Norwich!!"

"Leitman, take them down!"

"Shovel these wastes to death!!"

This was Norwich's home field, and would Norwich fans allow Arsenal fans to be so presumptuous when they heard their shouts?

A sky of boos rang out, and roars and curses covered the shouts of the Arsenal fans.

"The game is being cut up very fragmented, and Arsenal can't play their own characteristics. This is a good thing for Norwich, but if this continues, there will be problems." Shen Jian looked at the players on the field being brought down one after another, and was a little worried.

The referee did not hesitate to pull out a yellow card, and then the two sides surrounded him, demanding an explanation.

Just over ten minutes had passed, and Norwich had already received three yellow cards, while Arsenal also had one.

"Obviously, Norwich's players are venting their anger for Zhao Gang, but this kind of play is likely to result in someone being sent off!"

Farke, on the sidelines, saw that his disciples were getting angry, and knew that something would definitely happen if this continued.

He stood there shouting non-stop, telling them to tone it down a bit!

The referee's scale has already been judged, and if this continues, four people may be sent off, and they will be directly judged to have lost!

Wenger stood there with an extremely ugly expression. These people were really going straight for the players, not playing football at all!

This is an insult to football!

Leitman was very experienced. He marked Zhao Gang, constantly talking trash, making small movements, and often pushing Zhao Gang to stagger.

In Wenger's eyes, this was nothing. Small movements are part of football!

"Beep!!" The referee's whistle sounded again, and he gave Leitman a yellow card directly.

Wenger stood on the sidelines, questioning loudly, what kind of yellow card was this action?

It was clear that Zhao Gang's body was not good, and he was faking a fall!

Leitman spread his hands and glared at the referee.

If this was a yellow card, what was the point of playing football?

Did you take money??

The referee quickly ran to Leitman.

He had already warned Leitman three times. This time, his action was indeed not enough for a yellow card, but he had been warned many times, and he still tripped Zhao Gang with his feet. After multiple additions, it was enough for a yellow card.

"You can continue to do this, and I can continue to issue yellow cards!" The referee looked at Leitman, who was not convinced, and did not back down at all.

Finally, Leitman甩着手, turned and left with an annoyed expression.

Norwich had just kicked off a free kick. Phillip didn't dribble the ball very far. After observing the situation on the field, he was about to pass the ball when two Arsenal players had already夹击过来. Phillip made a direct mistake.

Cazorla intercepted the ball and made an accurate long pass, finding Leitman.

Leitman stopped the ball and was about to dribble forward when he suddenly felt a great force coming from behind.

Bang! It felt like his entire back had been hit by a hammer.

Leitman frowned, grimaced, and rolled on the ground non-stop.

Beep!!

The sixth yellow card!

Hilo哼了一声, spit a mouthful of phlegm next to him, and ran forward with his head down.

Damn, let you pretend again!

The referee issued six yellow cards, which finally calmed down the players on the field, and they dared not make any major moves.

Leitman, who had suffered a loss, did not dare to confront Hilo, for fear that the referee would directly give him another yellow card, and he would be off the field!

This referee was indeed willing to act and had a good control of the game.

If it weren't for these six yellow cards, the players on both sides could have staged a full-on martial arts performance on the field!

In the next twenty minutes, the game went much smoother, and as a result, Arsenal had more opportunities.

They were originally pass-control players, and their individual strength was also dominant, so their offense was thriving.

Norwich had almost no way to deal with Giroud's high-point scramble and support.

In the thirty-seventh minute of the game, Giroud received a cross from Leitman, nodded with a header, and gave it directly to Welbeck, who followed up in front of him.

Welbeck adjusted slightly and shot a powerful shot. The goalkeeper hardly reacted, and the ball went directly into the net.

0:1!

Arsenal, playing away from home, scored first.

While Welbeck was celebrating with his teammates, Leitman rushed to Zhao Gang like crazy, roaring with his neck stuck out.

Did you see it?

Did you see it?

My pass!

Arsenal needs me!

They need my pass!

"Go home!"

Leitman stared at Zhao Gang.

"Fear leads to anger." Zhao Gang shook his head and responded.

Is it because if I join Arsenal, you will be kicked out?

"You're so pathetic."

Seeing Zhao Gang's reaction, Leitman gritted his teeth, clenched his fists, and trembled all over.

His eyes seemed to be喷出火焰一般.

"Cheer up, cheer up!!" Hilo kept roaring at his teammates.

All the players were in position, and the kickoff was in the center circle.

"This is not good news for Norwich. They have hardly had any decent offense. Before, they used their bodies to cut up the game, but the referee's scale is extremely strict, which makes them afraid to continue making big moves. Arsenal's offense has improved a lot!" Shen Jian's worries became reality.

Arsenal's ball control ability made it difficult for Norwich's players to organize effective counterattacks.

"I hope Farke can make some targeted deployments during the intermission!"

As soon as the kickoff was made in the center circle, Hilo and Ospina ran directly to Arsenal's penalty area front, pulling the defense.

Phillip made a horizontal transfer, and the ball reached Zhao Gang's feet. Then Phillip quickly插前, looking for opportunities.

Zhao Gang stopped the ball and looked ahead.

There was no suitable opportunity. He dribbled the ball forward a few steps, and the Arsenal players in front had quickly approached, ready to defend.

Leitman, who was in the side and rear, rushed over like a gambler who had lost his eyes.

Zhao Gang's words deeply stimulated his self-esteem.

His hysterical stimulation did not anger Zhao Gang, and his crazy boasting did not cause Zhao Gang much fluctuation.

He only got a sentence in return, "pathetic."

This was simply a huge shame for Leitman, who wanted to prove himself and show himself!

Zhao Gang's expression and words filled Leitman's mind.

He lost control a little and made a rough sliding tackle!

Scissors tackle!