Chapter 112
Li Kang brought the ball to the forty-meter area in Arsenal's half.
Lewokusen's formation shifted slowly forward with his position.
Cazorla and Sanchez closed in on him simultaneously!
Their pressing ability in the front line is top-notch.
One is the current top-tier player with balanced feet.
One is a super muscular giant.
Their common point is short stature, under 170 cm, with a low center of gravity.
Many people's impression of Arsenal is soft, an old fixed notion.
They are not afraid of physical confrontation.
Li Kang slightly eased his speed.
His passing options are many, with very open space in the middle.
In his vision, the red-blue phantom of the number 6 gradually faded, turning into swirling black smoke that surged into his body.
The black smoke is not a technique for escaping moves, but a way of thinking.
It is the mindset of the second-generation La Masia number 4 position.
The True Eye was stained black by the black smoke.
While Cazorla blocked his passing lane and closed in,
Sanchez seized the best moment to tackle, his bronzed, thick thighs like thunder, sweeping toward the football!
At this moment, undoubtedly the long-awaited shot fans have been waiting for!
Beastly Lewokusen number 10 versus solid Arsenal thigh!
Everyone awaited the close-up audio equipment to transmit the intense sound of flesh-on-flesh combat!
Pa!
There was no physical contact at all.
Li Kang again cut the ball with the inside of his left foot, turned!
The ball rolled slowly, but its trajectory made Arsenal's two players feel as if they were separated by the ends of the earth!
He bypassed Sanchez and Cazorla, dribbling sideways!
"The timing and direction of his turn were masterfully grasped!"
"A second slower or faster, and it wouldn't work!"
"His left foot is playing Tai Chi!"
"Why not push forward with the ball? Why dribble sideways?"
"Li Kang's hand signal—is he telling teammates not to come support? I don't get it!"
"Danger!"
Cazorla possesses top-tier foot balance.
The balance brings about his ability to shift his center of gravity.
This makes his ability to turn and chase back extremely strong.
Sanchez is still getting up.
Cazorla has already caught up to Li Kang again!
From God's perspective.
Li Kang sensed the pressure from Arsenal's master behind him!
Another outside cut with his left foot!
A 360-degree turn!
Cazorla froze in place.
As the first substitute during Pep's peak dynasty at Barcelona,
At this moment he realized he had no way against Lewokusen's number 10!
"Simple! Efficient!"
"This turning move, something even a ball boy could do, demands extremely high balance and directional sense in real combat!"
"I thought after Harvey left the European stage, we'd never see another top-level 360-degree turn escape in a match!"
"I didn't expect young Li Kang to reenact La Masia's seniors' iconic moment!"
"But... why not speed up? The pace is too slow! There's plenty of space ahead!"
"He slightly increased his speed!"
Live stream.
Bullet comments flooded the screen wildly.
-【The 66-year-old Wenger sits there, his deep gaze fixed on the past, all shadows of Harvey!】
-【Is this move hard? Some foot also can, spin a circle and kick the ball into his own net. GIF!】
-【Li Mingdeng is awesome! 666! Oxygen mask, hurry and save me!】
-【How can you talk as if Li Kang is ahead? Lewokusen is still two goals behind! With such a slow pace, how can they turn the tide?】
-【Handsome is handsome, but useless.】
-【I no longer fantasize about Li Mingdeng returning to the national team; he struggles to lead Lewokusen against Arsenal, let alone the national team? Football isn't a one-man sport, not a level-based clash in fantasy novels—no matter how skilled one person is, under league and cup formats, they can't save the whole team.】
-【Not only is European football intense, South American football is too! The most obvious sign is the change in youth training teaching—individual traits are useless in top-level confrontation; almost everything pursues overall strength improvement. The invincible myths and undefeated cosmic teams have begun to vanish in the last two years. Even Real Madrid, invincible in foreign matches, often crashes when returning to La Liga.】
Madrid.
Pa!
The pen rolled off the desk and fell onto the wooden floor.
Modric's face showed a smile:
"To deliberately advance the formation as a whole, I slowed down on purpose!"
"Not decisively utilizing the space from dribbling forward, the goal is to completely exhaust Arsenal's pressing force in the front!"
"Not passing immediately is to avoid Arsenal shifting defensive pressure onto teammates."
"He constantly maintained the compactness of Leverkusen's three lines, pushing forward as a whole, gripping the throat of the formation—his hand has disappeared."
"Havertz's thinking—one person leading the entire team forward!"
"He is about to break through."
Real Madrid's midfielder turned off the computer and walked out of the study.
He paid no attention to the score at all.
When he debuted at 16 with Dinamo Zagreb, his jersey number was 14, and his early playing style was called: "The Young Modrić."
Geniuses influenced by Modrić's football philosophy do not need to wear red and blue.
As if destined by fate:
Modrić's presence makes the number 4 position for this generation of La Masia harder to walk than all predecessors' paths.
Emirates Stadium.
Leverkusen advanced into the thirty-meter zone.
Li Kang began to accelerate.
What he increased was not running speed, but passing speed!
The football was quickly passed under the feet of the white jersey.
Leverkusen's number 10 is slow, and he attracted most of Arsenal's defensive strength.
Left foot cutting the ball again and again.
As if waltzing on the green field.
Beneath the beautiful and lyrical surface lies a hidden killing intent.
The waltz is a dance form most disliked by the British.
"Our sisters and wives were seized by strangers, subjected to arbitrary embraces, jogging around a small room."
The cheers and chants of Arsenal fans gradually weakened.
On the Leverkusen youth, they saw the shadow of Havertz.
A sense of unease from past encounters with peak Barcelona surged in their hearts.
They momentarily forgot the score!
"If turning once cannot shake off the pressure!"
"Then turn twice!"
"In a slow-paced positional battle, the importance of this technical move can be demonstrated!"
Sideline of the pitch.
Dino excitedly said: "Boss! You're really amazing! Li followed your method..."
Tuopu Laotou denied: "This isn't my method, it's Modrić's way of teaching Wenger, I can't fathom its secret, but the La Masia kids will surely manage!"
"Maintain formation connection while using slow to beat fast!"
Arsenal is not without flaws.
The passing and cutting style destined the midfield and defensive lines to have a large gap.
When Cocoran and Ramsey in the thirty-meter zone cannot affect Li Kang's passing rate, only skilled at frontal defense, Mertesacker and Koscheln will face great pressure!
The other side.
Wenger paced back and forth, expression bitter:
Boerde firmly said: "Boss, don't panic! We're leading by two goals, as long as we don't concede, maintain the advantage, we have a way to deal with them in the second leg!"
That's how it was said.
When the Arsenal assistant coach's gaze returned to the pitch, he couldn't help but silently curse:
Such a familiar feeling.
Damn it, will the La Masia youth academy not include 'how to beat Arsenal' in their textbooks?
60th minute of the match.
Li Kang suddenly surged forward, bypassing Arsenal's defensive midfielder.
In front of Arsenal's back line, he received Boerde's lateral pass, unusually dribbling toward the top of the opponent's penalty arc!
Cocoran frantically gave chase!
Mertesacker and Koscheln quickly blocked!
The physical intensity of all three is T0 among the top five leagues.
They are not afraid of direct confrontation!
In the first half, they already gave Leverkusen's number 10 a harsh lesson!
"Still can't help it!"
"Li Kang will lose this ball! Arsenal's frontal defensive hardness is very strong."
"It's hard to turn without being caught! The positioning distance is too close!"
As the words fell.
The director switched to a partial close-up shot.
Li Kang's left foot made rapid consecutive touches! He reached the top of Arsenal's penalty arc!
Clarke kicked from behind!
"Two-meter giant" Mertensack blocked from the front!
Scholeschny circled around from the right side.
The three players' positions formed a triangle, sealing off all of Lewokusen's passing lanes.
"Oh dear!"
"Defensive players of Premier League powerhouses love physical confrontation the most!"
"Lewokusen is getting impatient!"
When everyone thought this ball would be lost.
Li Kang had already found a breakthrough route in God's perspective.
Not the gap between Arsenal's two center-backs.
But the left side!
A heart-stunning scene was born!
The golden left foot touched the ball twice in succession, Li Kang increased the distance from Scholeschny.
Clarke behind was about to poke the football!
Li Kang's left foot outside struck again!
The football rolled toward the right side
Clarke missed his kick, following his forward-leaning center of gravity, trying to press his upper body toward Lewokusen's number 10!
Don't let this kid tear open the left flank defense!
At the same time.
Ramsey and Bellerin quickly approached Brant on the left flank!
Even with your butt you could figure it out: after Li Kang broke free from the encirclement, his only passing option was the left lane!
What was Clarke's nickname at this time? "Little Mark Come Come," "Little Essien," "Little Vieira"!
In one-on-one physical confrontation, he is Europe's T0.5!
Never been overturned before.
But this time he was overturned.
Lewokusen's number 10 turned around!
Close-range audio equipment transmitted a fierce meat-clashing sound!
The solid and sturdy Clarke felt an extremely terrifying force!
As if placed inside a washing machine drum!
That was an unmatched rotational force!
As he fell to the ground, his face was filled with horror!
This guy, is his waist and abdominal strength also this terrifying when turning?
"The magic of love spinning..."
"It's the invincible wind fire wheel!"
Seeing Li Kang break free from defense!
Arsenal's back line did not panic!
All attention was focused on the left flank!
Mertensack and Scholeschny were panicked, but seeing Ramsey and Bellerin tightly marking Brant on the right flank, they slightly relaxed.
"Only if we don't lose position can Li Kang only reorganize the attack!"
In God's perspective.
Li Kang grasped all information on the green field.
Arsenal's two center-backs, when approaching themselves, will reveal a flaw!
In the field of view, the virtual shadow of the red-black number 10 quickly condensed.
Luis Enrique Costa!
At the moment the waltz round dance abruptly stopped, the Emirates Stadium opened the prelude to Swan Lake!
Lewokusen's number 10, steps calm.
Facing Arsenal center-backs' pressing.
Without redundant small-step adjustments, he lightly lifted his left foot.
Upright upper body, elegant and graceful leg swing, just like a swan raising its head and spreading its wings!
Pa!
A crisp sound!
The football clung to the grass.
It swiftly passed through the gap between Mertensack and Scholeschny.
Like a rising firework bundle.
Illuminating the black night of North London!
Also like a scalpel.
Precisely stabbing toward the right side of Arsenal's penalty area!
Emirates Stadium, tens of thousands of fans could no longer hear a single sound!
Everyone's hearts were tugged by the trajectory of this diagonal pass!
"Son Heung-min!
"!"
"Li Kang's pass, with its lead, seemed to anticipate his teammate's delayed reaction!"
"The opportunity has come!"
Son Heung-min's reaction was indeed half a beat slow.
He strode forward with big steps, entering the penalty area.
Who would have thought Li would pass the ball like that from that position!
But the lead given was truly perfect—could Li have anticipated that I wouldn't react in time?
Dino nervously bent over.
Old Tuop's fists kept trembling.
Wenger frowned slightly.
The man guarding Arsenal's goal is a man wearing a tank helmet.
Premier League Golden Glove.
Champions League-winning goalkeeper.
Formerly the Blue Bridge Night Watchman.
Cech.
He is left-handed.
Son Heung-min knows.
The Korean forward didn't make too many adjustments.
Peng!
Accompanied by a booming sound!
The football kicked up grass clippings!
Screaming as it flew toward the bottom right corner of the goal!
Something seems off?
Dino clutched his head with both hands:
Son Heung-min made a mistake!
Cech's weakness is the bottom right corner! That's right! But he's facing away from the goal!
The ball should be shot toward the bottom left corner of the goal—that's Cech's weak point on the bottom right!
How did I even confuse myself?
Before suffering three serious injuries, Cech was a perfect goalkeeper.
Even now.
Son Heung-min's shot poses no threat to him!
Accompanied by the gasps of tens of thousands of fans.
Cech quickly dropped to the ground.
He extended his left fist.
Peng!
The football bounced high into the air!
"Amazing save!"
"Cech, with one block, proved he's still that..."
"Oh no!"
Arsenal, they never lack trouble with high balls.
Their aerial defense is top-tier.
From Highbury to the Emirates Stadium.
The number of times the goal has been breached by high balls is very few.
At the moment the football is about to fly out of the penalty area.
A figure leapt high into the air.
Not very strong.
No big muscles.
That astonishing leap height overwhelmed the "two-meter giant" Mertensak.
The white number 10 jersey fluttered loudly in midair.
Peng!
The clumsy header, combined with the astonishing leap, created a stark contrast!
The football slowly flew toward the bottom left corner of the goal!
Cech got up and lunged quickly!
Peng!
The football accidentally struck the post!
Then it bounced into the goal!
2:1!
!
Cech looked utterly confused.
Is this kid's header that bad? It hit the post and somehow created a time difference with his own save attempt?
"Sky-Shattering Echo!
!"
"Lewokusen pulled one back!"
"Youngster Li Kang! First headed goal of his career!
!"
"A precious away goal! Lewokusen didn't give up the match! They still have a chance!"
"Li Kang dominated the second half! He was the initiator! And the finisher!"
"If Lewokusen can go further in this Champions League, he'll be a strong contender for the Golden Boot!"
"The goddess of victory is smiling at him!"
Duan Xuan and He Wei, I really don't know how to praise them anymore!
There's too much to praise!
Formation advance.
Turn and shake off.
Divine through pass.
Terrifying leaping and hang time ability.
Only the final header shot can't be praised!
Live stream room.
Bullet comments flooding the screen wildly!
-【He is Li Mingdeng!
!】
-【I believe it! Even if Li Kang can't win this match! The second leg, Lewokusen returning home can still turn it around!】
-【Don't know what to say, wishing everyone a happy new year early, Li Mingdeng is awesome!】
-【Cech... my Cech...】
-【If this header hadn't hit the post, Cech could have saved it steadily, but unfortunately...】
-【Li Mingdeng saw through everything, he deliberately headed the ball into the post! Creating a time difference! Is there really such a perfect midfield genius in the world?】
-【Don't get too excited too early, Wilshere hasn't come on yet, his individual ability is just average now, but he can form a double core with Cazorla, how can Li Kang's single core win?】
Sideline.
Tuopu Laotou took a few steps run-up, excitedly jumped up!
Dino hurriedly stopped him!
Took a deep breath, calmly said: "Captain! We haven't equalized yet!"
Lewokusen head coach stood frozen in place, looked up at the LED scoreboard in mid-air.
"The time left for Arsenal is not much!"
End of Chapter
