"Tonight, Crystal Palace fans no longer care about winning or losing."
"They only want one thing—"
"To fully enjoy Kai's brilliance on the pitch tonight!"
In the Chinese broadcast studio, commentator Jian Jun couldn't help but sigh with emotion:
"Kai—he's the club legend who changed the fate of this small team, Crystal Palace!"
"Who could've imagined? A 17-year-old genius, in just one year, has conquered both South and North London!"
"Right now, in the football heart of England, the city of London—more than half the fans are cheering for him. They're his loyal believers!"
"This is nothing short of a miracle!"
"Compared to the thorn-covered road he walked just a year ago…"
"Kai's path forward is now strewn with flowers, thunderous applause at every step!"
Selhurst Park Stadium.
Crystal Palace, playing at home, kicked off the match.
Arsenal quickly pressed forward with their formation, pushing past the halfway line.
The moment Kai's figure appeared in motion across the pitch—
The stands at Selhurst erupted with wave after wave of cheers and shrieks!
Even though this was a milestone night for Arsenal,
facing a struggling Crystal Palace side near the bottom of the table,
Wenger chose a rotated lineup.
The truth was clear—
The strength gap between the two teams was undeniable.
Crystal Palace, promoted to the Premier League without Kai,
had become a relegation battler.
Meanwhile, Arsenal were the only undefeated team in the league,
sitting proudly at the top with a terrifying 16-match win streak.
The two sides weren't even close in terms of quality.
Coach Holloway knew this too.
Victory or defeat wasn't what mattered to Crystal Palace's coaching staff tonight.
But that didn't mean they were throwing in the towel.
Crystal Palace still fielded their strongest possible lineup.
It was their most basic act of respect for Kai—
the legend who once led them to glory.
Just like the fans, the coaches only wanted one thing:
To give the supporters a spectacular match—
And to witness their former Eagle King soaring on the pitch once more.
As Crystal Palace kicked off—
They quickly lost possession, overwhelmed by Arsenal's disciplined pressing.
And then, Kai touched the ball for the first time.
Boom!
Selhurst Park erupted instantly in frenzied celebration.
It wasn't just the Arsenal fans in the away end.
Even all 17,000 home Crystal Palace fans were wildly cheering!
The English media present were visibly stunned.
It was absolute madness.
How often does one witness such a surreal moment?
A visiting player being showered with home crowd adoration!
And not just when he touched the ball—
Even his runs triggered relentless roars from the stands!
Reporters scrambled to capture every moment of this touching, unforgettable scene.
On the pitch, Kai took control of Arsenal's midfield.
Palace's players didn't dare go easy on him—
They knew exactly who he was.
His former teammates—Clyne, Ambrose, and others—
Knew far too well the terror that this super prodigy could bring.
They pressed him aggressively, with deep respect in their eyes.
This only amped up the fans' excitement.
6th minute.
After helping Arsenal's rotated squad settle into the game's rhythm,
Kai suddenly split open Palace's defense!
A sharp, curving ground pass with the outside of his boot—
The ball spun wildly, tracing a bizarre arc—
Threading perfectly past the backline and landing right at Walcott's feet on the wing!
The stadium exploded again!
Even the Crystal Palace fans couldn't hold back.
They gave roaring cheers for the beauty of that pass.
Because it really was something else.
Without Kai this season,
Crystal Palace no longer had anyone capable of delivering such breathtaking passes—
The kind that make you gasp instinctively.
Down the flank—
Walcott sprinted forward at full speed!
Kai shook off his marker and made a sharp run into the box.
Both Holloway and Wenger clapped in unison on the sidelines!
Walcott reached the endline, cut back with a low diagonal pass—
A perfect inverted triangle ball to the edge of the box!
And right on cue, Kai arrived!
With tens of thousands of fans watching, breath held—
He planted his standing foot—
And with his left foot, without stopping the ball…
He unleashed one of his signature long-range rockets!
Above Selhurst Park once again—
The roar returns.
The stadium erupted with a deafening boom.
The ball rocketed off Kai's foot—
Slicing clean through the air, almost without any curve,
Screaming past defenders, rising violently…
And slamming into the top-right corner of the goal!
In an instant—
The entire Selhurst Park exploded into thunderous cheers!
Both Arsenal and Crystal Palace fans leapt to their feet at the same time.
They clapped with full passion, shouted with all their strength—
Together celebrating this classic long-range cannon from Kai!
On the sideline, Holloway clutched his head with both hands.
His expression was full of complex emotion.
"Still the same."
"Still hasn't changed."
His long-range shots were still so elegant, so lethal, so brutal.
Holloway exchanged a silent glance with Millen.
Both of their eyes shimmered with nostalgia.
Crystal Palace had conceded a goal—
But not one single person in the stadium felt angry about it.
Because the man who scored…
Was their beloved Eagle King.
Their legend.
On the pitch, after scoring—
Kai calmly pressed down with both hands.
He didn't celebrate at all.
Instead, he waved to the crowd and gently patted his chest—
A quiet, sincere gesture of apology and respect to the fans in the stands.
And in that moment—
All of Selhurst Park roared again.
Whether Arsenal or Palace fans, everyone stood and waved their arms,
Shouting and cheering with full emotion.
Nothing could move the fans more than this moment.
Yes, scoring against your former club is common in football.
It happens all the time.
But what Kai did after scoring—
It shattered the emotions of every Palace supporter watching live.
"Don't feel guilty, Eagle King!"
"You've already given us more than enough! You are our pride!"
"Here, no matter what you do or say—our love and support is yours!"
"Show the world your talent! South London will always love you!"
The stands were overflowing with voices of pure affection.
Every Crystal Palace fan understood deeply—
This match meant everything to Kai and Arsenal.
Tonight marked a milestone:
Arsenal were on the brink of setting a record—
The longest winning streak in the top five European leagues.
Honestly, even if Kai led Arsenal into Selhurst Park tonight
and destroyed Palace like they did to Spurs…
No one here would complain.
The Palace fans would still clap.
Still cheer.
Without hesitation.
That's what unshakable support looks like.
That's what true love and loyalty feels like.
But for Kai…
Crystal Palace was not Tottenham.
They weren't enemies.
They were family.
They were his brothers—
Teammates who once fought side-by-side with him.
And returning now, to the ground where he was once worshipped as a king…
How could he go all out and crush his old home?
As the first half neared its end—
With a tidal wave of cheers behind him,
Kai strolled through the midfield like it was his garden…
Then launched a gorgeous long pass.
In the eyes of the Palace supporters—
There was nothing but bittersweet memory.
Because last season, it was with those very passes
that Kai led Palace to glory and legend.
This time, it was Giroud starting in the lineup.
He gave a light nod with his forehead,
Ran into the box,
And with his left foot, unleashed a blistering strike into the net!
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