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Chapter 372 Super Li Kang (Daily Transition)
The referee said a few simple words before tossing the coin.
During the coin toss.
Maguire and Mustafi kept repeating the defensive deployment.
"Our defensive thinking must be unified."
"Alright, I've won a World Cup. The Champions League semi-final is just a small scene for me."
"I still remember you defending the referee one-on-one..."
The two chatted enthusiastically.
Cech looked at the central defender pairing in front of him and suddenly had a bad feeling. Eight of the goals he had conceded this season were because of these two guys.
No phantom images appeared in Li Kang's vision.
[Achievement "King of London": Your little friends are rushing from all directions.]
[Task triggered: Desperate situation at the Emirates Stadium.]
[Task introduction: Arsenal's central defender combination can be called Crouching Dragon and Phoenix Chick (outstanding but underappreciated talents). Football is a sport of eleven people. Enjoy the game. The journey of life is always full of regrets. You have to accept reality.]
[Task reward: Blessing of the Gun Dragon Rex.]
Beep!
The referee blew the whistle.
The game officially began.
Juventus with possession.
Higuain kicked off and passed back to Pjanic.
Arsenal's formation steadily retreated, leaving Welbeck in the frontcourt.
Allegri didn't play any "left-wing fulcrum suppression tactics" this time.
There were no large-scale position changes.
Mandzukic routinely operated in the middle, cooperating with Higuain and Dybala to tear apart the defense.
"No intention to start aggressively."
"Facing the weakened Arsenal, Juventus is not impatient."
"Most of the game will enter the positional warfare stage."
"Steady advance."
The football was passed unhurriedly on the green field.
Morata and Welbeck sprinted and pressed tirelessly, but failed to interfere with Juventus' midfield and defense.
There were too many passing options.
A group of supporting players gathered around Pjanic.
He didn't even bother to make too many extra moves.
Facing the pressure from the small black egg (Welbeck), the Zebra midfielder only needed to gently pass the ball back, and Bonucci behind him would become a passing cannon.
Dybala also had many roles, occasionally making deep retreats to assist in passing and liberate Khedira.
Juventus gradually suppressed the weakened Arsenal with very conservative and traditional tactical operations.
Commentary box.
Piero spoke excitedly.
"The prelude to a night of reversal."
"The Gunners, old, weak, sick, and disabled, have no power to fight back!"
"Victory belongs to Juventus!"
Sideline.
Wenger frowned.
He was very good at dealing with traditional tactical frameworks of Serie A powerhouses, but he couldn't make bricks without straw.
He had no cards left. It was almost a fantasy for the Gunners to tactically restrain the Old Lady (Juventus).
On the other side.
Allegri pressed his hands down in the air.
Signaling his disciples not to rush to fire.
Don't easily lose possession, especially don't let Lee Kang initiate a transition attack.
The game entered the positional warfare stage.
8th minute.
Bonucci dribbled the ball forward, and after attracting Arsenal's midfield to shrink, he immediately distributed the ball to the right!
Alves leaned against Monreal with his back, steadily stopping the ball.
No entanglement.
The Samba wingback cleverly poked back with his heel.
The football passed through Monreal's crotch.
"Beautiful!"
"Heel nutmeg, and then completes the turn with lightning speed!"
"No problem!"
"Juventus' offensive routine is simple and unpretentious!"
"Alves ignored Dybala's request for the ball, the latter had been blocked by Li Kang."
"Dribble to the baseline..."
"Cross!"
Alves rushed to the vicinity of the right baseline.
Pa!
The football lifted off the ground, spinning violently, and leaped into the penalty area!
Commentary box.
Henry spoke rapidly.
He was now also a BBC commentary guest.
"Don't panic."
"Arsenal's two substitute central defenders both have dominant aerial defense capabilities..."
"The Gunners' low block is very solid, everyone is doing their job..."
As soon as he finished speaking.
A chaotic scene occurred.
Following the cross-positional shift between Mandzukic and Higuain earlier, Maguire and Mustafi ran into each other.
At the moment when all the high points jumped.
A close-up shot recorded a horrifying scene.
The back of Maguire's head hit Mustafi's forehead!
The football grazed the top of the latter's head and changed its trajectory.
Indeed a terrifying aerial defense...
But the football turned and slammed into the upper right corner of the goal!
An absolute dead corner!
Cech kept rehearsing the attacking routes of Mandzukic and Higuain in his mind, but despite all his precautions, he didn't expect to be attacked by his own people!
Even if his body stretched to the extreme in mid-air, his platinum gloves could not pick off the football.
0:1!!!
The Emirates Stadium was immediately enveloped in despair.
The Zebra Army (Juventus) fans who traveled with the team plunged into revelry.
Mandzukic and Higuain began to hug and celebrate after confirming the goal again and again.
Own goal?
"Beautiful."
"The ball is in!"
"The overall stronger Juventus, they controlled the game."
"Alves' exquisite cross created this own goal!"
"The two sides have finally returned to the same starting line."
"Unexpectedly, the one leading the capture of the Emirates Stadium... will be an Arsenal player."
"Due to the gap in overall strength, Juventus does not need any complicated offensive routines to form a threat."
"A wonderful start!"
Livestream.
A wail of ghosts and wolves.
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[Funny, teammates bumped into each other.]
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[Mustafi, you bastard!]
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[What the hell! If they keep playing like this, Arsenal will be eliminated!]
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[Cech's best goalkeeper award is gone. Buffon and Oblak's Champions League goals conceded can now steadily surpass him.]
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[Arsenal is done for, they are going to be slaughtered by Juventus.]
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[Pay attention to the replay, Arsenal's low block is well deployed. Li Mingdeng (Li Kang) restricted Dybala, Carzola cut off Pjanic's connection with his teammates, Elneny also kept a close eye on Khedira. The Gunners made Juventus' central attacking space crowded. Alves could only cross from the baseline. Arsenal also had a greater advantage in the battle for high points in the penalty area! It's just that I really didn't understand this own goal.]
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[Maguire and Mustafi both had accurate judgments on the ball's path, but it was only because their defensive thinking was not unified that this aerial disaster occurred.]
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[My 4:1 was half right.]
Juventus players gathered in the corner flag area, celebrating wantonly.
In their eyes, victory was getting closer and closer.
If Arsenal in the first leg was a hard bone to gnaw, then Arsenal in the second leg was a soft and delicious Italian pizza.
Zebra fans had happy smiles on their faces.
Islington fans denounced the culprits who lost the ball.
Maguire and Mustafi did not argue this time.
One had a confused look.
One buried his head in his knees.
Cech helplessly patted the goalpost, obviously there was no problem with the whole defensive system... but he was so unlucky.
Li Kang picked up the football and ran back to the center circle.
Accompanied by a faint crowing of a rooster.
Tottenham's mascot - Happy Little Rooster Chepie, arrived first.
White Hart Lane was closest to the Emirates Stadium.
Sideline.
Some Islington fans were extremely angry, and the sunshade was being bombarded by all kinds of miscellaneous objects.
"Out!!!"
"Out!!!"
"Out!!!"
Wenger rubbed his forehead.
Bould sighed: "An accident, just an accident."
On the contrary.
Allegri was very calm.
He was not ecstatic about this own goal.
Instead, he called Pjanic and Dybala over to point out the problem of his disciples being too crowded in the central area.
Commentary box.
Piero was so excited that he almost took off his suit and danced on the table.
He was so excited that he felt hot all over.
"This goal is the starting point of a massacre!"
"Just like I said, what a wonderful night of reversal."
"Arsenal has no power to fight back!"
"The goddess of fortune is smiling at the Zebra Army!"
"Arsenal's defensive formation has no problems, but Juventus' attacking individuals are stronger. Li is of course very good. It is not a good thing if he enjoys applause and flowers too young like me and Ronaldo."
"Young people need setbacks, and the great Juventus will give him a good lesson."
Henry on the side couldn't get a word in.
He felt uncomfortable.
If Juventus scored another away goal, Arsenal would be in a desperate situation.
The Gunners' Champions League journey was always entangled with the word "frustration."
The game restarted from the center circle.
Morata kicked off and passed back to Li Kang.
Juventus' frontcourt players quickly crossed the center circle.
The football was steadily passed under the feet of the red and white jerseys, but an accident still occurred.
The Egyptian - Elneny made a mistake.
He was once the defensive midfielder with the fewest mistakes in the Swiss league, and his outstanding connecting ability attracted the favor of European powerhouses.
But the opponent was Mandzukic.
The Zebra striker, whose frontal impact and pressing attributes were maxed out.
"Oh dear, the ball is lost."
"Elneny is actively counter-pressing, but the opponent has already distributed the ball!"
"Dybala!"
Dybala didn't wait for the ball.
After observing Higuain's position in advance, he began to insert forward as the third attacking point.
Mandzukic's distribution of the ball was also perfectly timed.
A good opportunity to extend the lead!
Suddenly, he felt a gust of wind passing by.
Where was the ball he was supposed to receive?
The Emirates Stadium suddenly erupted in cheers.
"Li Kang's prediction was very accurate, a perfect interception!"
"Don't rush, Arsenal should slowly reorganize... Wow! He's rushing up!"
Juventus' formation was in the process of pressing forward and didn't expect to lose the ball so easily.
Li Kang's pace was getting faster and faster.
The "Turning the Tide" module shone.
The buff effects of injured teammates gradually appeared.
Happy Little Rooster, majestic and high-spirited.
[Tottenham Totem: Body balance is greatly improved.]
"The speed is not very fast."
"Juventus has plenty of time to rebuild the interception line."
"Only Morata has the best environment to receive the ball in front of Li Kang."
Khedira and Pjanic guarded Li Kang's path.
One went head-on.
One restricted Li Kang and Morata's passing connection.
The distance was getting closer.
Li Kang didn't change direction or slow down.
Khedira was experienced and didn't easily make a tackle, but tried to use his body to block, and then Pjanic would complete the steal.
His body balance, strength, and core strength were already close to the ceiling in Europe.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have become a female celebrity slayer.
At the moment of close contact.
Khedira seized the gap between Li Kang and the football.
Squeezed past forcefully.
Hand pushing chest.
Butt pushing butt.
Thigh blocking thigh.
A perfect close marking textbook!
Pjanic quickly followed up: ready to intercept the football that had lost Li Kang's control.
Then.
An amazing scene happened.
Li Kang easily moved to the side, adjusted his center of gravity in a flash, unloaded his strength, and caused Khedira to lose his balance.
Then he stomped on the grass.
Squeezed away Pjanic and dribbled the ball!
In the eyes of tens of thousands of spectators on the scene: Li Kang nonchalantly brushed past Juventus' two defensive midfielders...
"What is this body balance?"
"Too exaggerated!"
"Arsenal's advance is very fast!"
"Is Li Kang going to break through Juventus' defense line alone?"
Piero's face was livid, unable to say a word.
Wenger was excited.
Allegri's expression was squeezed into a "囧" shape.
Trapped in a weakened formation.
Can he still unleash the value of Arsenal's No. 10 worth 200 million?
This kind of midfielder with his own transition attack system is too terrible!
Juventus' defense line did not become chaotic.
The three central defenders did their jobs.
Chiellini pressed up.
Barzagli was waiting.
Bonucci, as the soul of "offside trap", dragged behind the defense line, luring Morata to make mistakes.
They were not three people fighting.
Sandro, as an asymmetrical defensive full-back in this game, kept a close eye on the small black egg - Welbeck.
Alves on the other wing used all his strength to defend, biting tightly on Iwobi who wanted to create attacking width.
Li Kang dribbled the ball past the forty-meter area of Juventus' half.
Facing the aggressive Chiellini.
He didn't choose to pass the ball this time.
In his vision, Fulham's mascot - Billy the Badger, quickly appeared.
[Fulham Totem: It will make your feints look more realistic.]
The "Super Change of Direction" buff brought by Sanchez was also fully reflected in an instant.
The two bonus effects reflected each other.
"Crossbow feint change of direction!"
"The movement is too fast!"
"Ultimate change of direction!"
"Here it comes!"
Chiellini couldn't keep up with Li Kang's movements at all...
He was shaken and lost his center of gravity.
He was no longer able to stop him.
It didn't matter.
There were still his teammates behind him, Li Kang couldn't...
Impossible.
At the moment of falling to the ground, the Italian central defender showed surprise in his eyes. He saw Arsenal's No. 10 making a shooting motion!
Was Li going to shoot from this position?
Cub's roar.
Clang of metal.
[Chelsea Totem: The Stamford Blue Lion will greatly improve your shooting accuracy.]
[West Ham United Totem: The Little Iron Hammer will give you immense power.]
Li Kang swung his arm against the wind.
Raised his foot.
Bang!
The entire city of London seemed to be trembling slightly.
The Juventus defense line, which had been pulled open by Morata and Welbeck, suffered a rainbow piercing the sun!
The football shot out.
A thunderous strike!
Unstoppable!
Juventus' half seemed to be torn apart by a huge crack.
Buffon only felt that the black shadow in his vision was getting bigger and clearer.
He was old.
Even if he could predict the angle of the shot... his body couldn't keep up.
No.
Even if he returned to the age of 16, he couldn't catch it!
Juventus' goal was finally pierced.
1:1!!!
The Zebra Army's revengeful anger was also shaken by the earth-shattering personal performance...
The Emirates Stadium, after two seconds of silence, erupted in an avalanche of cheers.
"The half-court is his range!"
"Super worldie!"
"Super Li Kang!"
"Trapped in a weakened formation, he turned the tide!"
"An ultimate performance belonging to one person!"
"He forcefully carried the Gunners back from adversity!"
"Arsenal has equalized the score and once again has the advantage of advancing!"
Livestream.
Barrage flying.
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[Li Mingdeng (Li Kang) is just awesome!]
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[Li is invincible!]
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[Super Li Kang!]
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[Intercepting the ball, advancing, breaking through the interception network after being separated from the ball control radius, accelerating and bursting, crossbow feint change of direction, direct shot... I can't even do that smoothly in the game!]
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[Too strong, this goal is a comprehensive manifestation of Li Mingdeng's many perfect abilities.]
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[I thought he was going to shoot wildly! I didn't expect it to be a super worldie! He directly ignored Barzagli and Bonucci!]
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[Bonucci is meticulously calculating and busy with psychological games to create an offside trap, but Li Mingdeng directly blasts from the forty-meter area!]
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[Strange, even though Arsenal's lineup is worse, why do I feel sorry for Juventus?]
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[The real King of London.]
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[Even if trapped in a weakened formation, fighting the Zebra Army alone, I, Li Kang, am still invincible in the world.]
Li Kang pressed the slightly numb inner thigh.
At this time, his body was full of exploding buffs, enough to offset the physical load brought by the super long shot.
However, Juventus' defense line might not give this kind of long-range shooting gap again.
In his vision, several small animals lay weakly and contentedly at his feet.
Morata and Welbeck pounced on him frantically.
"We scored, this time it's not a lucky goal!"
"Awesome!"
"The power of this ball is really terrifying, Buffon is so young that he hasn't become a grandfather yet."
Arsenal players celebrated excitedly.
Home fans were also shouting the hero's name.
"Lee!!!"
"Lee!!!"
"Lee!!!"
In the stands.
Sanchez, Walcott, Koscielny, and a group of old, weak, sick, and disabled people excitedly tapped on their casts and crutches.
"Your crossbow feint change of direction, did you learn it from Li?"
"His action speed and touch accuracy are higher, so skilled!"
"Li's steal is very similar to mine!"
Juventus players felt a little helpless.
Khedira spread his hands.
Pjanic put his hands on his hips.
Chiellini wanted to say something but stopped.
Barzagli and Bonucci looked at each other.
There was no way.
Li didn't entangle with our defense line, he finished with a long shot! What can you do with him?
Buffon picked up the football and threw it to Mandzukic, who had the strongest desire to win.
The Italian goalkeeper felt a little sad.
He really wanted to win a Champions League title.
The sunshade of the coaching area became quiet.
The Islington fans behind him, after using up all the words of praise, gradually sang "Arsène's Song".
Wenger hadn't completely recovered from the shock.
Bould hesitated for a long time and suggested: "Boss, we should attack Juventus!"
On the other side.
Allegri's expression was calm.
His hands hidden in his suit pants were shaking uncontrollably.
Commentary box.
Henry still couldn't get a word in.
Piero's face was complicated, and he held the microphone on the table tightly.
"Juventus' defensive thinking is too complicated."
"The defense line did not shrink in time."
"Bonucci, stop thinking about dragging behind to create an offside trap, Morata and Welbeck may not be that smart."
"There is a lot of luck in this goal."
"Players should not be affected by this small episode."
"Victory belongs to Juventus."
Henry had originally prepared some drafts about the shortcomings of Arsenal.
At this time, he had quietly torn them up under the table.
Perhaps.
The Arsenal No. 10 on the field could fulfill the Champions League dream that he could not reach when he was at Arsenal.
The game resumed.
Juventus did not attack frantically, and still advanced steadily.
Arsenal also continued the low-block defensive posture.
Elneny secretly vowed never to stick to the ball again.
Maguire and Mustafi also sorted out their respective defensive thinking.
The Emirates Stadium.
Unfolded a war of attrition that tested willpower.
The audience felt that the game was becoming more and more dull, and their hoarse shouts could not make the 22 players on the field speed up the pace...
Piero was a little nervous.
Could it be.
Juventus wouldn't really be eliminated by the weakened Arsenal, would they?
"Juventus still has the advantage in overall strength."
"Don't worry."
"Organize slowly."
"Slowly erode Arsenal's midfield and defense line."
"Huh? This attack is launched from Sandro's side!"
"Dybala!"
26th minute of the match.
Dybala received a pass from Sandro in the middle.
He had observed the surrounding environment and the dynamics of the enemy and ourselves early.
Facing Li Kang's pressure.
The Argentinian genius decisively bent his knees to lower his center of gravity and dialed the ball backward...
Turn around.
Receive the ball.
Where was the ball?
Li Kang poked it away with his toe.
"Beautiful!"
"The timing of the kick is perfect!"
"Arsenal's No. 10 who combines offense and defense!"
"Pay attention to the direction of his finger!"
"Passed to Morata who retreated!"
"Morata touched the ball with one foot and distributed it to Carzola who inserted forward."
"Another horizontal pass."
"Returned to Li Kang's feet who was running!"
"The commanding Gunners commander!"
"Arsenal's passing and cutting is here!"
Li Kang did not play the improved version like before: passing and cutting to widen the attacking width.
Because Wenger said: There is no need to play too complicated against Serie A teams with traditional tactical frameworks.
Arsenal's attacking players shortened the distance.
The football flew up and down between the red and white jerseys.
The midfield interception line composed of Khedira and Pjanic was instantly torn apart.
The isolated and helpless Chiellini was also blocked from the path of assisting defense by Mustafi who participated in the attack.
Although this guy Mustafi's defense is unstable.
But he has a strong fulcrum role in offense, and his footwork is much more delicate than Maguire's.
"Arsenal only has Elneny and Maguire left in the backcourt."
"The frontcourt attack has a numerical advantage."
"A desperate play."
"If the ball is lost, the consequences will be disastrous."
"It's hard to lose the ball."
"Li Kang is always rushing to the most dense place in Juventus' defense line. He is the key to solving the problem."
"Too perfect."
"A god-level midfielder with four attributes of passing, stopping, dribbling, and shooting maxed out."
Juventus' frontcourt players were either fat or old, and their speed of returning to defense could not keep up with Arsenal's advancing speed at all.
The pressure was on Barzagli and Bonucci.
The two were experienced.
When Arsenal advanced to the thirty-meter area.
They predicted the next passing point: Li Kang who was active on the left!
Without eye contact, Juventus' two central defenders completed the division of labor.
Bonucci retreated.
Barzagli, who had the fastest straight-line burst speed, went to block and delay the opponent's attacking rhythm.
At the moment of close contact.
Li Kang leaned against Barzagli with his back and stopped the football.
The passing and cutting stagnated.
The purpose of Juventus' central defender was achieved.
Alves, who was frantically returning to defense, arrived immediately!
Pa!
Li Kang flicked his right foot.
Back pass!
The football lifted off the ground and swirled into the penalty area.
At the same time.
The phantom of the black and white No. 10 jersey appeared in his vision.
Piero.
"Beautiful!"
"A hidden killing arc!"
"Li Kang has eyes on the back of his head, he has sent out this kind of bizarre lob pass again!"
"Mustafi!"
Juventus' penalty area was in a state of panic.
Bonucci couldn't think so much, he predicted the path of the ball and jumped up from the ground!
Mustafi also jumped high at this moment!
He was bound to use a header to wash away the guilt of the own goal.
Two tall and burly bodies collided in mid-air!
The football bounced back and forth between the two big foreheads.
It didn't slam into the goal.
It wasn't cleared out.
People landed.
The ball also landed.
Bonucci wanted to touch the ball, but he had to turn around...
Mustafi ultimately occupied the advantage of the body orientation and touched the football first.
He didn't shoot himself!
Buffon's positioning was very good!
In a critical situation.
His peripheral vision swept to Li Kang's figure.
Pass it over!
When you don't know how to choose on the field, just pass the ball to Li.
Pa!
The football weakly rolled to the left side of the penalty spot in the penalty area.
Tens of thousands of people on the scene stared at Arsenal's No. 10.
Alves and Barzagli were entangled tightly.
"Li Kang is in a dilemma!"
"Hey!"
"He shot!"
In God's perspective.
Dense white lines appeared in the area where he was located.
The end points of all the lines were very consistent.
Piero area.
In the system panel, the shooting attribute changed subtly: 89 → ???.
In the eyes of everyone in the audience.
Li Kang, who had lost his balance after being sandwiched by two big men, stretched out his left foot.
Piero's phantom glowed brightly.
Pa!
Just a flick of the instep.
The football outlined a rainbow-like arc in Juventus' penalty area, hanging straight into the upper left corner!
Buffon's pupils shrank.
As if returning to the green years of Parma.
It was a familiar feeling.
The 17-year-old crusader goalkeeper encountered the 21-year-old Zebra Prince.
Wasn't this just the Turin Rainbow?
Even Piero himself couldn't explain how he kicked it out!
An irregular shot that violated the shooting action!
Commentary box.
Piero was dumbfounded.
This chapter has 6800 words. There will probably be 6000-7000 words in the evening. There are many places to be revised. Today's update will be more than the usual three or four days.
(End of this chapter)