The Berbatov highlights are wonderful.

Stylish and elegant.

Distinctive personality.

Highly entertaining.

Very popular.

But if you watch his full matches, you'll be pounding the sofa in frustration.

If he were playing in the 2016-17 season, with the rapid tactical evolution of the top five leagues, his lazy attitude on the field would leave his team playing with ten men.

Especially in games against weaker opponents.

Who was it that pushed him to the bench back then?

Welbeck.

Berba-not-in.

Emirates Stadium.

Ancelotti was a little puzzled: such a good counter-attack opportunity, why did Li slow down? It can't be a stamina issue, is he injured?

Even so, the Bayern coach still raised his hand to remind his midfielders not to relax their vigilance.

Li Kang's pass with his back to Monreal.

A flick of the heel.

The football bypassed Robben and Lahm.

Returning to Monreal's feet once again.

A slightly slow two-on-two wall pass.

The Arsenal full-back took the ball a few meters forward, and when he encountered Kimmich's frontal interception, he quickly passed the ball horizontally, back to Li Kang who was slowly moving up.

"The pace of the attack is too slow."

"Bayern's defenders have already fallen back into position."

"Arsenal wasted a counter-attack opportunity... Wow!"

In Li Kang's vision, the Red Devil number 9 glowed with a white light.

The shooting attribute on the system panel changed: 89 → ???

Of course, he wouldn't attempt a lob shot at this moment.

He had experienced the weaknesses of the Berbatov module in the match against Chelsea.

He couldn't let his own decision-making be influenced by Berbatov's lazy mood.

Instead, he needed to absorb Berbatov's running rhythm and timing.

A slow rhythm within a fast tempo.

Trading time for space.

Pa!

A rainbow-like arc floated in the air above the Emirates Stadium.

Accompanied by a strong in-swing.

Preventing Boateng from leaving the defensive area to challenge for a header: the landing point of this in-swinging arc changes direction greatly.

"A precise in-swinging arc!"

"So beautiful!"

"A masterpiece!"

"After Pirlo, only Kroos, Li Kang, Calhanoglu, and Pjanic are good at this kind of diagonal long pass in European football!"

"Different from Alonso's out-swinging arc."

"The in-swinging arc has a larger lateral curve and a slower speed, but it makes it difficult for the opponent to judge the landing point! It's easy for teammates to control! Even Vietnamese players can comfortably receive the ball!"

"Walcott!"

The football landed beside Boateng, but instead of bouncing forward, it bounced to the outside of the flank.

A change of direction!

Walcott floored the accelerator, comfortably controlled the ball, and began to sprint.

During his time at the Southampton training camp, if we ignore the indicators of ball control, balance, flexibility, multi-frequency acceleration, lane change ability, core strength, center of gravity control, physical confrontation, etc... the Little Tiger's speed is faster than Bale!

The best in Europe!

"A top-class London skinny horse!"

"Arsenal's counter-attack is terrifying under Li Kang's orchestration! Sometimes fast, sometimes slow!"

"Walcott is about to threaten Bayern's goal! Can he seize the opportunity? Hey? Why did the speed slow down during that lane change?"

"Boateng's speed in tracking back is very fast!"

"The attacking player is running diagonally, while he's running in a straight line!"

In this period of history, the only one who could compete with Boateng in terms of backtracking speed was Varane of Real Madrid.

Large strides.

An elegant running posture.

Dispelled the joy of the Gunners fans.

"Walcott has been caught up by Boateng! He can't continue to cut inside."

"The Bayern center-back didn't easily commit, but forced the Little Tiger to the wing!"

"He's using his brain to defend, giving his teammates plenty of time to adjust their defensive spacing!"

"What a pity for Arsenal's attack..."

Facing Bayern's big black egg, the Little Tiger suppressed his desire to break through.

He couldn't get past.

He couldn't easily lose possession of the ball.

Pa!

Pass back!

Bellerin is coming up!

The German giants' defense reacted quickly, not continuing to close in, but quickly moving forward!

Bellerin actually doesn't like counter-attack phases.

Every graduate of the La Masia training camp likes to use passing control to suppress the opponent's autonomous attacking phase.

They like to play heroes who can initiate team fights with ultimate abilities, and don't like playing counter-attacks.

Ignoring Sanchez's gesture to ask for the ball!

He saw Li Kang appearing in the middle, slowly approaching the opponent's penalty area.

He subconsciously passed the ball over!

"Li Kang appeared at the right time!"

"Too slow."

"The Bayern players didn't even have time to interfere closely!"

"Bellerin is indeed a masterpiece of the La Masia training camp, his ground diagonal pass has strong penetration!"

Neuer suddenly realized that something was wrong.

He had a bad feeling!

He was about to adjust his position to get closer to the goal line.

Too late.

He saw the range of Li Kang's right leg swing...

"Without stopping the ball!"

"Lob shot!"

"Wow!"

Li Kang's shooting action completely overlapped with the Red Devil number 9 phantom.

Walking leisurely.

A small leg swing.

Lift the foot.

The moment of touching the ball.

The close-range sound equipment didn't collect any sound.

The football leaped up lightly, and even its trajectory exuded a lazy aura.

An elegant arc, with hidden killing intent.

In the process of turning around, Hummels could only watch helplessly as the football bypassed the top of his head!

Time seemed to slow down with the erratic parabola.

Tens of thousands of spectators on the scene couldn't help but widen their eyes.

Neuer jumped high!

But the orange glove failed to touch the falling football!

Desperate thoughts quickly spread throughout his body.

Rather than meeting Li Kang, the Bayern goalkeeper would prefer that the opponents for the entire Bundesliga season were all Borussia Monchengladbach!

Clang!

The sound of the football hitting the crossbar.

Pulled the hearts of Bayern fans and Neuer back from the brink!

"Ah!"

"Crossbar!"

"This ball didn't go in... What a pity!"

The Berbatov phantom in Li Kang's vision looked a little embarrassed and gradually disappeared.

The shooting attribute in the system panel also returned to normal: ??? → 89.

Just as the German giants were about to breathe a sigh of relief.

Something unexpected happened!

Instead of flying out of the baseline, the football bounced back!

Before it landed.

A tall figure appeared in the camera.

That handsome face fiercely headed towards the football!

Morata!

A powerful header!

Neuer's pupils shrank, and his body stretched to its limit in an instant!

The orange glove touched that shadow!

But still couldn't change the outcome!

1:0!!!

In an instant, the whole place was in an uproar.

Hummels raised his hand to signal offside, but the linesman didn't raise his flag.

The referee signaled that the goal was valid.

The atmosphere of the Emirates Stadium was completely ignited at this moment.

"Beautiful!"

"The ball went in!"

"Morata!"

"Not offside!"

"The goal is valid!"

"Morata, who gets stronger when facing stronger opponents!"

"A domineering header!"

"A super aerial threat shows his power!"

"He should insure his head!"

"Li Kang's elegant assist! A beautiful arc unleashing killing intent!"

"The wonderful cooperation between the two Gunners, who have a tacit understanding and combine strength and flexibility, has overturned the German giants!"

"They have helped Arsenal gain a huge advantage in advancing!"

"The Gunners, carrying glory and dreams, are unstoppable!"

I won't be slacking off this month. I'll try to finish writing the match tonight. The next chapter may be a bit late, and I'll try to make it longer.

(End of this chapter)