Chapter 1 The Green Field

The green field was filled with two kinds of emotions.

Real Madrid's superstars gathered at the corner flag, celebrating wildly.

Bayer Leverkusen's players were scattered, looking lost.

Captain Bender waved his arms, encouraging his teammates loudly: "Cheer up!"

It was no use.

When the encourager's strength and performance cannot convince everyone, it will only increase the negative emotions of the team.

Leno couldn't hold back any longer and was about to start spraying when... he saw Li Kang钻 (zuan, literally "drilled") into the goal, picked up the soccer ball, and ran back to the center circle.

In the distance.

Bale was stunned and looked at Marcelo: "Don't you think this scene looks a little familiar?"

Marcelo was a little confused: "I don't think so, their defense is very problematic, there is no hope."

Under the referee's urging, the Real Madrid players ended their celebration.

The game quickly resumed.

....

At the edge of the field.

Dino asked weakly: "Boss, should we make some adjustments..."

Old man Topp waved his hand and sighed:

"There is no problem with our defensive arrangements, it's just that the strength of the players is far inferior to their opponents."

"As long as we can launch an effective attack..."

"Damn it, another goal."

....

The soccer ball had just transitioned to Real Madrid's half.

Bellarabi hadn't even stopped the ball.

A strong figure came running, lightly poked with his toe, and easily completed the steal.

"Dragonfly Skimming Water!"

"Use the fiercest attitude to make the gentlest movement."

"Casemiro has a very good grasp of the timing of the steal."

"His advancing ability is also very strong!"

Since the Ancelotti era, Real Madrid has abandoned pure defensive midfielders.

Although Casemiro was completely defeated by Li Kang in the national team, but now he is in Real Madrid, Li Kang doesn't have that group of magician teammates!

Bayer Leverkusen's frontcourt quickly counter-attacked.

Casemiro looks like a brawling midfielder, but in fact his footwork is very delicate.

After dribbling past Kiesling with continuous dribbling, he sent a diagonal pass.

......

The soccer ball passed the center circle line and accurately found Kroos, whose hairstyle would never be messed up.

The latter did not look up to observe.

His body tilted.

He swung his leg slightly.

And sent an elegant diagonal long pass.

Bayer Leverkusen's retreating formation was penetrated again.

Marcelo was like galloping on the open prairie, easily accelerating and甩开 (shuai kai, literally "shaking off") Borges, who was marking him.

"No offside."

"The soccer ball seems to be stuck to his feet."

"One-on-one!"

"He's playing it beautifully!"

"It's this simple and efficient attacking method again, penetrating Bayer Leverkusen with just two passes!"

....

Van Dijk had a headache: he simply couldn't fill the hole.

His speed of retreat couldn't keep up with the sprint speed of Real Madrid's wing-backs.

There was no hope.

He was going to be scored on again.

Leno lowered his center of gravity, calculated the distance between the opponent and the goal, and decisively attacked!

He could only attack.

Maybe the whole world thought he was facing Marcelo.

In fact, only inside the penalty area could you observe: Benzema and Bale also rushed in from different directions.

If he hesitated for two more seconds.

The Bayer Leverkusen goalkeeper would have to face a one-on-three situation.

"Leno's attack is a bit casual."

"Marcelo's footwork is very delicate, look...he's faked him out!"

....

Outside the front edge of the great penalty area.

Marcelo was very calm, slowed down slightly, and showed off a dazzling array of feints with his feet.

There was no sign of his shoulders sinking.

His waist and hips kept twisting.

Leno didn't want to be fooled, but he couldn't wait for his teammates to support him, he could only rely on himself!

Pa!

At the moment when the two were close.

Marcelo's upper body leaned forward, and his left foot 插花 (cha hua, literally "flower arranging") knocked the ball to the right!

The audience was in an uproar!

The left wing connected to the right wing!

Bale's figure appeared in everyone's sight.

Empty net!

An absolutely empty net!

Real Madrid fans were overjoyed.

Bayer Leverkusen fans felt like they were falling into an ice cave.

Old man Topp covered his face in pain.

Dino was dumbfounded.

"The connection between the left and right wings!"

"Gareth Bale, he's going to kill..."

....

Duan Xuan and He Wei's voices stopped abruptly.

The microphone was not malfunctioning.

On the big screen, a figure blocked Bale, who was about to volley the ball!

Li Kang!

Bale's figure stopped abruptly, and he quickly controlled the ball first.

Psychological game?

Only Busquets would "play a game" at this critical moment!

The Real Madrid superstar gently pushed the ball diagonally with the outside of his right foot, bursting out with extremely strong aggression, and was about to wipe past the number 10 of Bayer Leverkusen's side.

Too fast.

Not the unbelievable step frequency of Messi and Robben, but an extremely terrifying explosive force.

Scoring was right in front of him!

Li Kang made a half-turn.

In his field of vision, the phantom of the red and black soul frantically spread.

In the eyes of everyone in the audience.

He supported himself with his left foot and stretched out his right foot.

A movement that was like a sliding tackle but not quite a sliding tackle.

Blocked in front of the Real Madrid superstar again!

With a snap.

The soccer ball rolled out of the baseline.

Bale's pupils shrank slightly, his face blank.

...

Inside the small penalty area.

The two fell to the ground together.

"Is it a penalty?"

"Ah! No problem, not a penalty!"

"Corner kick!"

As the referee pointed to the corner flag area.

Bernabéu, applause trickled down.

Real Madrid fans were a little shocked.

Bayer Leverkusen fans were excited.

Old man Topp patted his forehead helplessly.

Dino said bitterly: "We only have one Li..."

....

Live broadcast room.

The big screen replayed the entire process of this clearance.

-[Bale... actually missed an empty net?]

-[Li Mingdeng has learned to be smart, when playing against Real Madrid, he can't assist a group of pig teammates, but instead rushes directly to the penalty area.]

-[Leno blocked Marcelo, Li Kang intercepted Bale!]

-[Bale's impact in a small space is also super fierce! It's really unimaginable that Little Li could stop him!]

-[The two are in a cycle between being eaten alive and eating alive!]

-[The final defensive action is a bit like Nesta's half-turn flying shovel.]

-[Maldini said: "When I have to make a sliding tackle, it means I have already made a mistake.", Li Mingdeng is nothing more than that, the real defense should be...]

-[Damn it, that was the teammate's mistake, Li Mingdeng worked himself to death all the way back to the small penalty area.]

....

On the green field.

Cristiano Ronaldo, who was late to arrive at the arc of the great penalty area, spread his hands angrily, he said that Bale should have passed the ball back to him when facing the empty net!

Bale ignored him, bent his knees and stood up, and pulled Li Kang up by the way.

"Nice defense!"

Li Kang nodded seriously.

In God's perspective, he was constantly reviewing all the details of the game so far.

There was no "two hundred million take-off".

There was no "Mourinho-style defensive counterattack".

There was no "Ancelotti-style diamond four midfielders".

Zidane could crush Bayer Leverkusen on the ground with just the simplest tactics.

Psychological game?

Only when the overall level is comparable and the rhythm can be controlled, can one be qualified to talk about games.

At the moment, he had no chance to catch his breath.

All the overall play styles require teammates to assist in passing.

Obviously.

Bayer Leverkusen's players did not have the conditions to execute any complex tactics at the Bernabéu.

....

In the distance.

Kroos quickly ran to the corner flag area.

Zidane waved his hand and signaled Ramos to come forward to increase the attacking high point!

The Real Madrid coach did not intend to give any chances.

Leading by two goals had not fully reflected the gap in strength.

Bayer Leverkusen's defense, set-piece defense was their only remaining advantage.

....

Inside Bayer Leverkusen's penalty area, heads were surging.

The soccer ball drew an elegant arc in the air.

"Front point!"

"Ramos!"

"Oh! The header is too straight!"

Ramos patted his forehead regretfully.

Leno jumped high and steadily caught the ball with both hands.

After landing, he immediately ran up.

After stretching his body backwards.

Holding the ball with one hand.

This weird action made his teammates stunned: do we still have anyone in the frontcourt?

There really was!

Leverkusen's goalkeeper was now like a shot putter!

The Real Madrid players who were preparing to retreat suddenly realized that something was flying overhead!

A powerful throw-in?

"Too sudden!"

"Real Madrid was caught off guard!"

"It's Li Kang, he didn't participate in the corner kick defense just now!"

....

At the top of the center circle arc.

Li Kang lifted his foot to unload the ball.

Modrić blocked him.

The overall strength gap between the two teams was too large, and the two people had no chance for any intellectual struggle.

The True Eye was filled with thick black smoke.

But he couldn't see the change in the Real Madrid midfielder's center of gravity.

"Textbook perfect positioning."

"Li Kang is going to lose the ball!"

"Dragging it down is meaningless, Real Madrid players will soon retreat to their positions!"

"Oh!"

....

The essence of dribbling: is the use of one's own center of gravity, and the deception of the defensive player's center of gravity.

Li Kang gently lifted his left foot.

Modrić decisively reached out his foot.

His interception timing and defensive prediction reached an unimaginable height.

In an instant.

The True Eye captured the prey.

In Li Kang's vision, a sad phantom emerged.

Fiorentina's Baggio.

....

The shadows of the two under the spotlight were crushed by a "v" trajectory.

Modrić stepped into the air, his smile frozen.

The soccer ball went around behind him.

Li Kang also appeared behind him.

Bernabéu, silent.

"Elegant!"

"Free and easy!"

"Turning complexity into simplicity, untraceable!"

"Baggio-style pull-back dribble!"

Modrić paused.

Everything that happened in front of him exceeded his control of the game information.

....

At the edge of the field.

Dino was dumbfounded.

Old man Topp angrily directed the other players to keep up with the rhythm.

On the other side.

Zidane's eyes shone with brilliance, and he muttered:

"The subtle movement of lifting the left foot first is to probe Modrić's center of gravity."

"Genius!"

"Li is exactly like me when I was young..."

....

Bayer Leverkusen's formation frantically pressed forward.

They saw a glimmer of hope.

Son Heung-min and Bellarabi sprinted like crazy.

Unfortunately, the starting timing was too late, no matter how hard they tried, they couldn't catch up.

At this time, Real Madrid's defense was extremely weak:

Ramos and Marcelo, who participated in the corner kick attack, couldn't go back for a while.

Only Varane and Carvajal were left in the backfield.

Could those two defend against Li Kang?

In theory, of course they could defend.

....

Facing the wind.

Li Kang galloped in Real Madrid's half.

Baggio's phantom gradually dissipated.

The touch accuracy during high-speed running could not be maintained.

The speed was getting slower and slower.

There was no support from any teammates.

He was about to face Varane, whose debut was his peak.

.....

Varane was different from all the defensive legends in history.

Before being seriously injured.

He was the most perfect center-back template.

The kind in the game that maxed out all defensive attributes, including speed.

Yes.

Speed.

Whether it was starting speed, turning speed, or long-distance running.

"Li Kang's speed with the ball is too slow."

"He can't get past."

"That's Varane who gave the Barcelona South American trident a headache!"

"Bernabéu..."

Everyone thought that Bayer Leverkusen's attack was about to come to an abrupt end.

Li Kang, who had lost speed, was like an arrow that had exceeded its range, and would eventually fall weakly in front of Varane.

Next.

A breathtaking scene happened.

Europe's youngest genius center-back met the youngest genius midfielder.

Li Kang gently pushed the ball outwards with force!

Varane reacted quickly, he had not experienced a serious injury at this time, and his turning speed and starting speed were world-class.

In a daze,

He found a gust of wind sweeping past his side.

Li Kang?

How could this kid's explosive speed be so fast?

Almost as fast as Bale!

Yes!

At this time, the phantom appearing in Li Kang's vision.

It was Bale!

Gareth Bale!

A thunderbolt from a clear sky!

Floating on clouds and riding the mist!

The Great Sage Descended!

....

Everyone couldn't help holding their breath.

Their focus was all on Bayer Leverkusen's number 10!

The billboards on both sides of the green field began to blur.

In just two seconds, Li Kang threw off Varane by two positions.

That was Varane, who was invincible in three steps!

What an incredible speed!

Three seconds later.

Li Kang received the ball that was passed to himself!

At the moment of touching the ball, the speed did not slow down at all.

As if another force was pushing him.

The terrifying speed rose again!

Like a lightning bolt, it pierced through Real Madrid's backfield!

"Wow!"

"Too fast!"

"Li Kang passed the ball to himself three seconds later!"

"So fast that the director's camera can't keep up!"

"The contents of the billboards on both sides are completely unreadable!"

"Impeccable one-two!"

"Varane! Super genius Varane, Varane who made MSN helpless, was eaten alive by Li Kang!"

Old man Topp and Dino were dumbfounded.

Zidane was blank.

Bale was dumbfounded.

....

Carvajal wanted to make up for the defense!

His speed was not slow either.

But it couldn't compare with the terrifying explosive power that Li Kang was showing at this time!

What were the coaching staff doing!

Why didn't they know that this kid was so much like Bale!

Thirty meters.

Twenty meters.

Fifteen meters.

Costa Rican goalkeeper-Navas, breathing rapidly, couldn't help measuring the distance between Li Kang and the goal in his heart.

Bernabéu, the four stands were silent.

Real Madrid fans were lost.

Bayer Leverkusen fans were excited.

Hope.

There was still hope.

Li Kang was the beam of light in the darkness!

Clang!

Accompanied by a burst that resounded through the sky!

The gates of the Bernabéu collapsed with a bang.

2:1!!!

The whole audience was silent.

At the moment when Bale's phantom disappeared.

Li Kang lost his center of gravity and fell on the turf.

A burst of muscle-tearing pain came from his calf.

The breeze of the Iberian Peninsula blew up his black hair.

....

"Beautiful!"

"The ball is in!"

"He has conquered the Bernabéu!"

"A free and easy breakaway from the center circle! A violent long shot after a long-distance raid!"

"The goal process is a fusion of several elements, the visual impact is too strong!"

"Unbelievable, Bayer Leverkusen, who was beaten with no power to fight back, actually scored a goal! It's not a script of being slaughtered and bloodbathed!"

"This is an offensive battle! The game is still full of suspense!"

"Li Kang, fighting alone against the stars of the Bernabéu!"