Chapter 1

Incheon Stadium VIP passage.

Giggs, feeling a bit unwell due to the change in environment, said with frustration, "Boss, why come to South Korea in person? We should trust Manchester United's appeal to young players."

Van Gaal, his face flushed, retorted angrily, "The scouts we're paying are useless! We missed out on Lee when he was only worth 1 million euros at La Masia! We missed out again when his release clause at Leverkusen was only 2 million euros!"

"The coaching staff will meet him in person! This is Manchester United's sincerity!"

"I'll use my personal charm to bring Lee back to Old Trafford!"

Hearing this, Giggs looked bitter. *You're tarnishing your reputation, old Van!* With Manchester United's current performance... constantly on the verge of being sacked, what personal charm do you even have?

What they were planning to do was a bit underhanded: bypass Leverkusen, directly convince Lee Kang himself, and prepare to trigger the release clause in the winter transfer window to take him away.

"Boss, Leverkusen is treating Lee very well, whether it's material or emotional needs, or tactical position..."

Van Gaal stopped and pondered for a moment, then said, "Material? Manchester United can offer more!"

"Tactical position? With Leverkusen's defense, they'll be lucky to reach the Champions League quarterfinals this season! After the Camp Nou match, all the top European clubs have thoroughly analyzed their tactics. Any team in the Champions League Round of 16 could turn Leverkusen into Swiss cheese!"

"Manchester United will make Lee Kang the cornerstone of the team!"

"I can't wait to tell him which stars Manchester United will be signing!"

As he spoke, old Van smiled, straightening his red tie, as if seeing the dawn of Manchester United's revival!

Giggs nodded earnestly.

"Boss, you're too wise..."

A heavy cough interrupted their conversation.

Accompanied by hurried footsteps.

Old Van turned his head, his face instantly darkening:

Manchester City coach - Pellegrini!

Chelsea Abramovich's assistant - Skaia!

*Damn! These two old rogues are too shameless, choosing the international match day to contact Lee...*

And Arsenal's Wenger?

*What the hell are you doing here!*

"What a wonderful Saturday, Mr. Van Gaal!"

......

Incheon Stadium.

The match continued.

Schielicke and the South Korean coaching staff, after a thorough tactical discussion, made the simplest deployment: abandon the Spanish organizing core - young Denis, and increase the number of players assigned to contain Lee Kang!

Koo Ja-cheol received a diagonal pass from Lee Chung-yong and launched a sprint on the right flank!

Why wasn't the attack point Son Heung-min's side?

Because at this time, a group of senior players in the South Korean team were in their prime and hadn't fully obeyed the coaching staff's intentions to make Son Heung-min the core of the attack!

In terms of seniority, Son Heung-min could only be considered a junior at this time.

This wasn't a fabricated news story; in 2015, this was the real situation within the South Korean team!

The South Koreans' way of thinking was incomprehensible to other countries.

....

"Koo Ja-cheol rarely plays as a winger! But his technique is very comprehensive, and he has already proven his strength in Europe!"

"The Spanish team needs to be careful of his long-pass link-up with Son Heung-min!"

"Excellent dribbling! The Spanish defense is in danger!"

Koo Ja-cheol quickly encountered Bellerín's interception!

He pushed the ball to the outside! Accelerated and changed direction!

Trying to beat the young player with speed!

South Korean fans were excited: Our Koo Ja-cheol used to be a starter for Wolfsburg!

The player got past.

The ball didn't.

With a snap!

Bellerín stretched out his leg and intercepted the ball!

Then he passed it to young Denis, who was supporting!

The latter was able to complete the connection from receiving the ball to a long pass while running!

The South Korean team's formation didn't have time to retreat.

The soccer ball drew a beautiful arc in the sky above Incheon Stadium!

"The strength and trajectory are simply perfect!"

"The Spanish team's play style today is very direct!"

"This pass tore apart the entire South Korean defense!"

"The concealment is also very high! Catching the opponent off guard!"

Thirty meters from the South Korean team's half.

Morata rushed to the landing point, chested the ball, pushed it with his left foot, and charged towards the South Korean team's penalty area!

South Korean defenders frantically chased back, but it was too late!

At the same time.

Diego Costa, like a wild bull, shook off Kim Young-gwon and sprinted wildly!

Two-on-one in the attacking zone!

Subtle running distances!

Made Jung Sung-ryong extremely nervous!

*I'm just a goalkeeper who plays in the K-League and J-League!*

*How am I supposed to defend against Juventus' and Chelsea's top strikers all by myself!*

*Isn't this the same as an open goal?*

The Incheon stands were deathly silent.

South Korean fans were afraid of making any noise that would affect their goalkeeper's save.

....

At the arc of the penalty area!

Morata shot angrily!

Jung Sung-ryong was stunned, motionless; he didn't have time to judge the direction of the shot from the Juventus striker's foot shape.

"This ball has... oh no!"

*Thump!*

The soccer ball hit Jung Sung-ryong's knee.

And bounced out of the penalty area!

The whole stadium erupted!

Diego Costa looked bewildered: It didn't go in?

Morata held his head in his hands, kneeling on one knee.

Bosque suddenly felt like vomiting.

The Spanish veteran coach had been suffering from high blood pressure for the past two years.

....

The camera moved quickly following the trajectory of the soccer ball!

It wasn't cleared far!

Right in front of the penalty area!

At the landing point!

The figure of Spain's number 8 appeared!

"Lee Kang! According to statistics, his success rate in contesting second balls in previous matches is one hundred percent! What a terrifying ability to transform his overview of the field!"

"The situation is not good! The South Korean team's defense has returned!"

"Four against one!"

Lee Kang stopped the ball with his foot.

Behind him were Ki Sung-yueng and Ha Dae-sung.

Beside him were Hong Jeong-ho and Kim Young-gwon.

Four players surrounded him!

Asia's top double defensive midfielder + double center-back combination!

South Korean fans were ignited once again!

Drums rumbled!

*Lee Kang, can you break through our South Korean team's top defense? This is the defensive combination from the 2014 World Cup!*

......

At the edge of the field.

Bosque's blood pressure slowly dropped.

He clutched his belly, trying to stand up, not wanting to miss the next scene!

Minaño looked astonished, leaning forward, wanting to call Lee Kang to pass the ball back and reorganize the attack.

On the other side.

Schielicke was full of confidence.

Unless Drogba descended, who could break out of the South Korean team's encirclement using physical strength?

.....

Immediately afterwards.

Incheon Stadium saw the most explosive scene since its construction!

Kim Young-gwon made a fierce sliding tackle!

Hong Jeong-ho stretched out his foot to intercept!

On the same timeline!

Unavoidable!

Lee Kang chose the simplest way to get past!

A light push with his left foot.

The soccer ball skimmed along the grass, passing through the gap between the two South Korean center-backs, the intense backspin causing the ball speed to slow down.

His whole body suddenly lunged forward!

In an instant.

The South Korean center-back duo's pupils contracted!

*Thump!*

*Thump!*

The close-range sound equipment transmitted two horrifying sounds of physical combat!

Kim Young-gwon's cleats slammed hard into Lee Kang's right shin guard!

Hong Jeong-ho's calf kicked heavily into Lee Kang's knee!

Everyone who saw this shocking scene couldn't help but gasp!

In the VIP box.

Van Gaal and Pellegrini, Skaia, and Wenger, all four of them opened their mouths at the same time!

*They haven't even started negotiating the deal, and the merchandise is about to be destroyed?*

......

The main referee - Orsato, already had the whistle to his lips.

But two sudden, heart-rending screams interrupted his thoughts.

It was Kim Young-gwon and Hong Jeong-ho!

Lee Kang staggered, almost falling, quickly adjusted his posture, and continued to charge forward!

Ki Sung-yueng and Ha Dae-sung didn't have time to worry about their teammates.

The two had the same idea:

Even if it's a foul! We absolutely can't let this kid get past!

One on the left and one on the right, they simultaneously reached out and grabbed the Spanish number 8's jersey!

In an instant.

The two felt an extremely terrifying force pulling them!

Can't let go!

In the silent Incheon Stadium.

A series of ear-piercing sounds rang out.

The number 8 jersey was torn!

The South Korean team's double defensive midfielders lost their balance.

Ki Sung-yueng fell to the ground, smashing into Kim Young-gwon.

Ha Dae-sung lost his footing and stepped on Hong Jeong-ho's butt!

Screams rang out again!

Scattered pieces of the jersey fluttered in the wind.

More than 20,000 South Korean fans were stunned, a cold and bone-chilling sense of fear... invading their entire bodies!

When they came back to their senses.

The Spanish-Chinese player had already dribbled the ball!

Bare-chested!

Charging into the penalty area!

And pierced Jung Sung-ryong's... crotch with a shot!

The South Korean team's net was lifted again.

0:2!!!

....

ESPN live broadcast.

James Zhan was stunned... after a few seconds, he began to speak.

"Here we go again!"

"The sponsor of the Spanish jersey, Adidas, is about to see its stock plummet!"

"Lee Kang! In just three seconds! He devoured four South Korean players!"

"He passed the ball to himself four seconds later!"

"And used his physical advantage to break through the South Korean team's defensive prison!"

"Too shocking! Too terrifying! The crushing of physical advantage! Dimensional reduction strike! Absolute dimensional reduction strike!"

"The main referee - Orsato, is about to face the most difficult judgment of his career!"

....

Difficult my ass?

Orsato pulled out a red card!

And charged in front of the three South Korean defensive players!

Waving it around!

As for Ki Sung-yueng, because the jersey fragment in his hand was the smallest, he received a yellow card and a warning!

Then he summoned the team doctor to enter the field!

The South Korean fans seemed to have all contracted aphasia, unable to make a single boo.

After fear, there was despair!

.....

At the edge of the field.

Minaño's legs trembled, and he said in a trembling voice, "Boss... we should be grateful that Lee was born on the Iberian Peninsula..."

A few strands of hair on Bosque's head were blown by the strong wind.

"Often, the top superstars only need to adopt the simplest way to get past."

On the other side.

Schielicke collapsed to the ground...

.....

ESPN live broadcast.

A dark mass of Chinese comments.

-【Explosion!!!】

-【This is the first time I've seen a friendly match... almost four red cards!】

-【Orsato is very experienced! If there are four red cards in an international friendly match, the match will be immediately terminated, and Spain will be judged the winner! He's probably deliberately keeping Ki Sung-yueng in the game! To slowly torture them!】

-【Is Kim Young-gwon's sportsmanship okay? Looking at the expression during the slow-motion replay, he really couldn't stop his foot!】

-【Anyway, the South Korean team has collapsed! Not to mention the red cards, who knows how badly Hong Jeong-ho and Kim Young-gwon are injured? And in the end, they were severely injured by their own people!】

-【Too tragic! This match is a bloody horror movie...】

-【Not just a horror movie, Lee Kang is also bare-chested...】

-【Why did the director cut the camera to the stands? Van Gaal! Pellegrini! Wenger! Skaia! Which Premier League Big [number] are they?】