Chapter 107: Fusion! Actually it's Hawei's module?!

Tuop and Wenger have faced each other before.

In the distant Sanya Wang season.

Lewokusen and Arsenal met in the Champions League group stage.

The pharmactory suffered a 1-4 defeat to the luxurious arsenal boasting stars like Vieira, Bergkamp, Henry, and others.

The grudge between the two sides is not deep.

Because Tuop fought hard in subsequent matches, and with the advantage of points, he managed to defeat Juventus and Arsenal.

Lewokusen eventually advanced hand-in-hand with La Coruña.

Which La Coruña?

It is that Spanish mid-to-lower table club, Deportivo La Coruña.

But back then it was the "Super Deportivo".

How strong was that period? It broke Real Madrid and Barcelona's dominance over La Liga.

Including performing the most unbelievable comeback in UEFA Champions League history, eliminating the then-dominant AC Milan!

Lewokusen and Arsenal have a good relationship.

Many fans also believe: Lewokusen is the Arsenal of the Bundesliga.

The two clubs share many similarities: smooth play, sharp attack, prone to choking at crucial moments, the team's mental fortitude is not strong... all have young, vigorous, energetic warriors.

Furthermore, Wenger would send a fax quotation to Lewokusen every year, but he simply couldn't afford it.

Such cross-league club friendship.

This even makes the Bundesliga and Premier League media feel embarrassed to mock each other with comics.

Lewokusen's first-team dormitory.

A phantom of the module furnace appeared before Li Kang.

The system notification sounded softly:

【"Heavy Punch Strike", "Heaven's Gate", "Elegant Fat Guy" modules can be synthesized; shall we fuse now?】

【Are you sure you want to insert these three complete modules? Absolutely not!】

【Fusing...】

Must fuse!

If these three modules remain on him, he will become a "Fat Buu".

The furnace churned violently.

Rolling black mist, madly spreading.

As far as Li Kang could see, it was endless darkness.

【Fusion successful!】

【Congratulations, Host, you have obtained Hawei's "Turning" module!】

【There's no problem that a single turn can't solve; if there is, just do two turns!】

【Everyone can learn it, yet no one can actually master it!】

This is a La Masia divine skill.

Every youth trainee knows the key points, but they just can't use it as proficiently as Hawei in actual combat.

Cruyff's turn is a static evasion divine skill; its drawback is slowing the attack tempo.

The V-shaped drag ball is a dynamic one-on-one divine skill; its drawback is being unable to shake off multiple defenders.

Hawei's turn is an optional middle ground, fitting the tactical system of possession-based teams, but it conflicts with Lewokusen's tactics demanding speed and impact.

Of course, if combined with physical advantages, it might produce different effects.

The great battle is imminent.

Li Kang, accompanied by his assistant, arrived at the branch of Fe ertins Company in Gelsenkirchen City.

The purpose was to sign a new advertising endorsement renewal contract.

By the way, take a look at Kelaudia.

From a work perspective, the two basically don't need to meet; Ms. Shandela is the signing representative for Fe ertins's business cooperation.

But Li Kang felt that the shadow in his brain had shown no signs of activity for a long time, and the phantom of the legendary module in matches... its frequency was also getting lower and lower.

Need to find the wheelchair girl to "recharge".

Only in her presence does he regain normal human emotions.

"Ms. Shandela, why did you suddenly add an additional clause: no filming advertisements with other women within a year?"

"Isn't that even stranger than Barcelona's contract forbidding Suárez from biting people?"

"From a long-term perspective, it's fundamentally not beneficial for Li's subsequent commercial endorsements..."

"We can't sign this renewal contract; you didn't even give us a heads-up about this! It's too arbitrary! What about your professionalism?"

The assistant's face flushed red as he angrily accused.

Ms. Shandela maintained a professional smile, placed her index finger on the contract amount column, and slowly said: "We've added money."

The assistant stared blankly, wishing he could pull out a magnifying glass to count how many zeros were on the amount!

Good heavens!

The Fe ertins Group is really lavish!

"Li..."

Li Kang nodded.

He didn't mind; too frequent endorsements during his growth period would only take up his training time.

Professional players aren't entertainers; consistent and stable match performance is the basis for making money.

The contract signing ended.

Li Kang met Claudia.

The wheelchair-bound girl's face still lacked color, her lips pallid.

He handed over a football.

They lack nothing; there's nothing suitable to give.

All he could give was the match ball he had received when he scored his first hat-trick in the Bundesliga.

Claudia said nothing, cradling the football in her arms.

The two looked through the floor-to-ceiling window at the rebuilding Gelsenkirchen.

After a long while.

The shadow in Li Kang's mind frenetically contracted.

He then rose to say goodbye.

Kolni Training Base.

The 66-year-old Wenger had his hands in his pockets, pacing back and forth along the training ground.

Assistant coach Boerde said: "Inter Milan's asking price is 50 million euros... We can't bring Yannick Carrasco over this winter window; as for Real Madrid's James Rodriguez..."

Wenger smiled: "Next summer transfer window, we'll have money."

Boerde spread his hands, complaining: "The American owner said the same thing last year, yet this summer window we spent 9.8 million pounds to buy a Chelsea player, less than what a Championship club spends on transfers! Know that our total revenue last season was 3.445 billion pounds! After-tax profit even higher..."

"Outsiders say the American owner isn't bleeding the club dry, so why can't the money in the club's accounts be moved? It's merely waiting for shareholders to distribute profits."

"Fans and legends have put all the blame on you! Even though we've won twelve of fourteen Premier League matches, losing only two, we still have to endure abuse!"

Wenger shook his head and lightly patted the assistant coach's shoulder: "Where did you hear that false information... Our most important task now is to face the Champions League round of 16."

False information.

In 2015, how to infuriate an Arsenal fan? Just tell him: "Defend the best American owner!"

The responsibility Wenger bears at Arsenal is far heavier than that of many famous coaches.

The Emirates Stadium, in a sense, was built single-handedly by him.

Without any financial aid, even every seat in the stands was saved.

Nobody wants to sell the captain.

Building a stadium is always the most arduous undertaking.

For example, Atlético Madrid in La Liga... building a stadium almost relegated them from La Liga to Segunda División B.

Wenger managing to reach the Champions League round of 16 year after year, even reaching the final in the 2005-06 season, is already remarkable.

No matter how much he does, he still has to endure abuse from fans, legends, and former disciples.

From a long-term perspective, Arsenal cannot avoid building a stadium.

Highbury's capacity limited the club's development; to maintain its elite status, possessing a modern stadium capable of holding more spectators is imperative.

It's truly not stingy.

If one were stingy, who would still build a stadium?

If it were another head coach, after a year and a half with poor results, they'd just pat their backside and leave.

Over the past twenty years, how many powerhouses have extended an olive branch to Wenger...

"In my playing days, I lost to Keluyinfu."

"After becoming a coach, whether it's Monaco or Arsenal, I always encounter Barcelona."

"Even today's Lewokusen, the midfield core comes from La Masia."

"They are an ordeal I must inevitably face."

The Champions League round of 16 is upon us.

Li Kang and his teammates boarded a plane, heading to North London.