Chapter 163: UEFA Champions League Final Four Determined (Daily Transition)

Yin Ti Ha De Stadium.

Manchester City VS Real Madrid!

Qi Da Nei's trousers... tore 'a brace', completely exposing light green underwear.

There's simply no time to command, ah.

Thus leading to...

The two teams interpreted the utmost top-level tactical confrontation of their era.

Twenty minutes before the match.

Under the dual-core orchestration of Da Wei Xi Er Wa and De Bu Lao Nei.

Manchester City easily tore apart Real Madrid's central defense.

Thirty-meter area.

The Blue Moon's attackers encountered Mo De Li Qi and Ka Sai Mi Luo's flawless defense.

Da Wei Xi Er Wa chose to wildly attack the flanks of the Galaxy Battleship using both wings.

Soon, significant results were obtained.

He and De Bu Lao Nei used unbelievable long passes, pulling the opponent's defense to the extreme, thereby pushing the tempo to an unbelievable speed!

Displayed the Blue Moon's most proud three-dimensional attack of this era.

Unfortunately.

The forwards repeatedly missed chances.

Allowed Real Madrid's midfield and defense to get a breather.

When entering the positional battle phase again, Tuo Ni Ke Luo Si withdrew, releasing Mo De Li Qi.

The sky over Yin Ti Ha De Stadium was dyed white.

With the peak-state Mo De Li Qi's movement, defensive support, and command.

The Blue Moon could no longer find any weakness in the Galaxy Battleship.

Even the long-pass transfers of Da Wei Xi Er Wa and De Bu Lao Nei were repeatedly broken.

The timeline went chaotic.

The space on the flanks and half-spaces was gradually shrouded in mist.

The attacking tempo was dragged down to the same slow level as Real Madrid's defense.

The Blue Moon could no longer control possession.

Mo De Li Qi, by sheer force, changed the match's tempo, changed the situation on the field.

Made both sides start comparing stamina, comparing running speed.

The one-sided positional battle turned into an endless grappling saw battle.

Real Madrid, regained the upper hand.

The fortieth minute of the match.

Da Wei Xi Er Wa suffered a muscle strain in the high-intensity tempo shift.

Pei Lai Ge Li Ni was at a loss.

Yin Xi Na Qiao came off the bench.

The match headed toward a no-suspense outcome.

After Ma Sai Luo and Ka Wa Ha Er pushed forward past halftime.

Mo De Li Qi fully distributed attacking resources to both wings.

From partial to whole, the Galaxy Battleship displayed splendid cooperation and order, highly coordinated attacking combinations.

Countless experts and pundits, within just a few minutes, saw the cutting-edge tactical understanding of football of their era.

The Blue Moon's defense, swaying on the brink of collapse.

The super iron defender Kong Pa Ni, suffering beyond words.

Bei Er and Ben Ze Ma went all out.

Fortunately, Qiao Ha Te descended like a god, making high saves, repeatedly neutralizing danger.

All spectators thought: Manchester City would lose, it was just a matter of time.

Unfortunately.

Second half.

Ben Ze Ma's old injury relapsed.

Having changed his pants, Qi Da Nei sent on his favorite midfield genius, Yin Si Ke...

Under the command of the grandmaster of mysticism.

Real Madrid's possession shifted to Yin Si Ke.

Manchester City got a breather.

De Bu Lao Nei produced the best combination of interspersing, pass-and-receive, and pulling of his career!

One man, single-handedly fought against the 'Yin Si Ke-disrupted' trio of midfielders!

The Galaxy Battleship's back line once again faced an extreme test!

Unfortunately.

Si Te Lin twice failed to score from an open goal...

Pei Lai Ge Li Ni painfully pounded the ground.

Finally.

The head referee blew the whistle signaling the end of the match.

Both sides shook hands after a 0-0 draw.

Zidane was very dissatisfied with this score result:

The things he could easily do when he was a player, how come Yin Si Ke can't do them?

Hmm! He surely needs time to grow.

The hundred-billion showdown drew its curtain.

Real Madrid eliminated Manchester City thanks to their first-leg victory.

Galactic Battleship advanced to the Champions League semi-finals!

Cristiano Ronaldo? His injury just healed, and only Zidane can easily bench him.

That night.

In the 2015/16 season, the Champions League semi-final lineup was born!

Lewokusen.

Atlético Madrid.

Juventus.

Real Madrid.

The homepages of major online media outlets vied to report.

Tens of thousands of fans eagerly commented.

-【No upper/lower bracket rule; whoever draws Lewokusen can advance to the Champions League final, truly unable to find any weakness in these three teams.】

-【Juventus's Xuanming Two Elders plus Buffon, superstar talent Pogba, late-blooming Marchisio, most crucially Morata who grows stronger against strong opponents!】

-【Atlético Madrid's players fit Simeone's tactical system perfectly, currently unstoppable unless they encounter Ramos 9248.】

-【Do we even need to say about Real Madrid? Invincible in outward battles, championship material.】

-【Besides Li Mingdeng, what player does Lewokusen have that can compare with the other three powerhouses?】

-【My Manchester City is just missing a Li Mingdeng.】

-【My Chelsea is just missing a Li Mingdeng.】

-【My Arsenal is just missing...】

Lewokusen first-team dormitory.

Li Kang was watching the match replay.

A stack of draft paper was prepared on the desk.

Ninety-plus minutes later.

The draft paper remained blank.

He kicked the ball up with his left foot and went downstairs alone to practice.

Lewokusen's overall strength is simply no match for the other three powerhouses.

Not to mention the matched-up players.

Speaking solely of the head coach's ability:

Allegri is not Hiddink; he's best at bullying weak teams.

Simeone's pursuit of matching player traits with tactics is deeper than Guardiola's

Zidane?

Unfathomable, letting people see nothing at all.

After the Real Madrid legend took command of the Galactic Battleship, no matter how passive the situation, they simply wouldn't lose.

Weekend.

Bundesliga match day arrived.

Li Kang followed his teammates onto the plane, heading to Germany's second-largest city, Hamburg!

Hamburg Club is: a fallen giant, a destitute aristocracy.

It once was a team with brilliant records in Bundesliga history.

It had won seven league titles, the 1983 European Champion Clubs' Cup, and the 1977 Cup Winners' Cup.

In that historical period, it was equivalent to today's Bayern Munich.

On the plane.

Kramer teased, "Sun, you're going back to your hometown, are you happy?"

Son Heung-min smiled.

In a sense, the Korean forward is an excellent product of Hamburg's youth academy.

Perhaps that period of growth, marked by discrimination, was not happy.

But he still misses the time at the youth camp.

The coaches there treated him well.

The green grass there had been soaked by his sweat.

Van Nistelrooy taught him shooting.

Van der Vaart taught him dribbling.

Calhanoglu's face was awkward.

Three years ago, this guy made his Bundesliga debut in Hamburg... quickly becoming the team's midfield core.

All Hamburg fans believed he was the club's future.

Numerous powerhouses vied to bid for him.

Who knows.

Calhanoglu was still too impatient; he wanted to go to Bayern, so before the season even ended, he publicly blasted teammate Van der Vaart, club executives, and fans.

They trashed Hamburg completely.

The fans expressed understanding, after all he's an outstanding young midfielder...

Just treat it like his son throwing a tantrum, being moody.

Unexpectedly, Bayern lost interest in Calhanoglu, the Ball King.

Helpless, Leverkusen could only pick up the scraps with tears in their eyes.

Hamburg's side originally planned to announce the transfer after the season ended...

But Calhanoglu couldn't hold back; he felt he'd get to play in the Champions League anyway, so he reluctantly accepted... So when interviewed he said: "I don't want to stay in Hamburg and be ruined; Leverkusen is my stage!"

It exploded.

The Hamburg fans' mentality completely exploded.

Equivalent to his own son, he outwardly proclaimed: "Old Wang next door is my father!"

People's Park Stadium.

Li Kang sat on the bench.

On the pitch, Calhanoglu... was enduring the boos of tens of thousands of Hamburg fans, as well as the tigerish gaze of Hamburg players.

"Boss, is it really okay not to let Li start?"

"Idiot, didn't you see the opponent players' eyes? Li must not get injured in this match! Against such a relegation-threatened team, Hakan is more suitable!"

"Boss, the person who almost got Hamburg relegated back then was you!"

"Shut up!"

Tuopu Laotou's face flushed red.

The home fans in the nearby stands occasionally shouted boos at him.

Bochum hero, Frankfurt hero, Leverkusen's Three Asia King... yet he is one of the most hated people in Hamburg's team history!

"Am I really that bad? Back then Heynckes was fired by Schalke 04 14 days earlier than me!"

The match wasn't an upset; Leverkusen's ability to crush weak teams remains high.

Lai Nuo was just short of counting how many squares the net had.

Even Van Dijk occasionally surged forward to the front line.

40th minute.

Bellarabbi bypassed two men, charged to the right side of the penalty area, and crossed from the byline!

Basil overpowered Hamburg's central defender, leapt high, and headed the ball to lay it off!

Son Heung-min slipped into the small box, unmarked, and fired a volley!

0-1!

The Korean forward spread his arms after scoring, without celebrating.

Hamburg fans erupted in applause!

In the distance.

The bruised and swollen Ball King Calhanoglu gazed pitifully at the coaching staff...

He felt that coming on again was just to draw defensive fire as "cannon fodder"!

"Boss, I can't hold on..."

"Hakan, you are Leverkusen's core; willpower is an indispensable part of competitive sports!"

Finally.

Hamburg 0-4 Leverkusen!

Li Kang and his comrades steadily held the top spot in the Bundesliga!

Distant Hesse.

Frankfurt held the surging Bundesliga giants to a 0-0 draw!

The Bayern fans who followed the team felt ashen-hearted.

On the standings, they had already opened a 4-point gap with Leverkusen!

When the Leverkusen squad arrived at their hotel.

Li Kang and Havertz finished their homework.

If they stay in the Bundesliga next season, they will have to face Germany's college entrance exam.

Hamburg, is a man's paradise.

Son Heung-min gritted his teeth and persisted for a long time, eventually walking arm-in-arm with Kramer and Bendel to Rope Street.

The bunks there had also been soaked with his sweat.

Li Kang returned to his room.

The system notification sounded softly.

【Ding! Congratulations on completing the Bundesliga weekly task!】

【Detected your influence on team morale...】

【Chest reward extra upgrade: Hamburg Legend·Golden Chest!】

Can even winning while lying on the bench upgrade the chest?

Legendary affix?

Hamburg's history should have plenty of superstars!

Li Kang hurriedly glanced at the prize pool.

Beckenbauer!

Ma Jia Te!

Kai Wen·Ji Gang!

【Treasure box is opening...】

【Congratulations obtained: Si Te Ge·Tuo Fu Ding "Heavenly Killer Lone Star" module!】

【Fate has gripped your throat...】

A flood of negative emotions frantically devours Li Kang!

He hurriedly threw the module into the furnace!

Accompanied by a sizzling white gas.

Li Kang's heart gradually calmed down.

Throughout history, many Bundesliga legends' lives were too tragic; perhaps football is their spiritual refuge.