Chapter 232: Torres Module! (Transitional Chapter)

Breaking up a fight requires skill.

The head referee, Oliver, is known as the "Premier League four-blind," but he has a unique understanding of controlling chaotic situations.

It's not that the sooner the chaos ends... the higher his refereeing ability appears.

The match was nearing its end.

Arnold threw the first punch; though not very hard, if someone tried to "break it up" at that moment, would Xhaka feel convinced?

He wouldn't.

We'll see whether Xhaka chooses to fake an injury or fight back.

Good! He stood up, waiting for him to retaliate.

He fought back!

Then, entering the field to officiate now is the most appropriate.

This is one of the reasons Oliver can thrive in the Premier League: pretending to be blind is fine, but breaking up fights requires mastering the timing.

The match ended.

Klopp put his glasses back on, fixed his hair, and quickly walked over to the Arsenal bench to shake hands with Wenger.

His coaching ability is beyond reproach.

Certain aspects of his awareness are called: "the coach's version of Griezmann."

Even during his Dortmund days, he couldn't keep his mouth shut, provoking Asian fans to collectively condemn him.

Wenger at this moment still didn't know that years later... he would be compared and mocked by the blond, bespectacled man before him,

The two head coaches shook hands politely and chatted happily.

And Li Kang?

He was holding the 2016-17 Premier League match ball with both hands, and the referee crew pulled him back to the center circle.

He was holding the 2016-17 Premier League match ball with both hands, the referee and fourth official put their arms around his shoulders... a few people, in the sunset at Emirates Stadium, left behind a photo.

Oliver really wanted to get an autograph on the football, but ultimately gave up because the fourth official didn't have time to find a pen.

On the other side.

Morata stood in front of a billboard, being interviewed by media reporters.

The Spanish striker greatly enjoyed the lights and cameras.

"How far do you think you are from realizing your dream of scoring for Arsenal?"

Do you even need to think about this question?

Morata, with his hands behind his back, said solemnly: "The next match."

The reporters burst into enthusiastic applause.

Looking back at the whole match, the chemistry displayed by Morata and Li Kang was extremely high, completely dispelling outside doubts about whether the two could adapt to the Premier League.

Post-match press conference.

Wenger shifted the microphone on the table.

"I can't work magic; it's impossible to have the players adapt to a new tactical system in just two days."

"But Li can work magic; his impact on the pitch isn't just about goals—he's the midfield commander Arsenal has long dreamed of."

Obviously, this isn't the topic the media cares most about.

"Mr. Wenger, if Arsenal were to encounter... the reformed Barcelona or Ancelotti's Bayern again in the Champions League knockout stage," a reporter suddenly asked.

Laughter immediately broke out in the room.

Looking back at the past few years... Arsenal's Champions League journey could be summed up as "three years Barcelona, five years Bayern."

Wenger shook his head and smiled: "Arsenal will not fear any opponent."

Let's not think about the knockout stage for now.

In twelve days, the draw for this season's Champions League group stage will take place; if we happen to get the group of death... the whole team will have to shed a layer of skin over half a season.

On the other side.

Klopp placed the match report to one side and said seriously:

"Liverpool is moving in a better direction."

"Losing to Arsenal, who has Li, is nothing shameful; other Premier League teams will soon feel the fear he brings."

Night fell.

The Emirates Stadium and its surrounding community are highly integrated; many residents gathered nearby for amateur activities... roller skating, running, walking dogs, dancing.

The club store was packed with a bustling crowd.

"Hold me a home 10-number jersey, you idiot—not Wilshere's, but Li's! What? Sold out and still need to pre-order?"

"Hank, I heard you in the first half calling Li a useless defender who isn't worth two hundred million..."

"You bastard, didn't you all curse him too?"

"Don't squeeze—I want all of Li's home and away jerseys!"

Li Kang naturally doesn't know about these things, and even if he did, he wouldn't care.

The domestic fans of Europe's powerhouses are pretty much all the same.

At this moment he was riding home in the shuttle with Morata.

"Arsenal's seeding in this Champions League edition is: pot two!"

"Then we're very likely to face Barcelona, Real Madrid, Bayern Munich, Juventus... in the group stage."

The assistant, a club product, is very sensitive to European competition information.

Morata took the newspaper he handed over, flipped two pages, and said: "After this match, these teammates' abilities are not bad, and their match attitude is very positive and proactive—don't overthink it; look at the teams in pot three and pot four, they'll be even more of a headache, especially Monaco."

Li Kang held a tablet computer, watching the Leicester City match.

Next week Arsenal will visit Emirates Stadium, challenging last season's Premier League champions: Leicester City!

The system prompt sounded softly.

【Ding, congratulations on completing the task: Premier League debut!】

【Task receipt: stunning league opener, you made all Premier League coaching staff unable to sleep, they launched intense discussions, racking their brains to study how to defeat you...】

【Congratulations on obtaining: Liverpool·Golden Treasure Chest.】

Golden quality.

Yet the prize pool is extraordinarily dazzling.

【Jiélādé 'Team Spirit' module (incomplete).】

【Màikèmǎnànàmàn 'Perfect Footstep' module.】

【Kùyǐntè 'Eternal Green Leaf' module.】

【Sūyàléisī 'Great Slaughter God' module (incomplete).】

【...】

Dazzling array.

Almost no worthless modules.

Liverpool has too many famous stars in its history.

【The treasure chest is opening...】

【Ding! Congratulations on obtaining: Tuōléisī 'Peak Activation' module!】

【Just one step away.】

【Golden hair, rosy face, cute freckles, shy smile... He is Liverpool's god-tier striker, Chelsea's great left-back.】

【Mǎtǎ uncle...】

【Peak Activation: growth-type module, effect benefits from speed and lower-body strength, physical confrontation...】

Li Kang's back of the head felt as if pricked by a needle.

The pain vanished instantly.

As he experienced more and more matches... the golden module could no longer have much physical effect on him.

Etihad Stadium.

Manchester City 2:1 Sunderland.

If not for the own goal in the final moments, the 'Blue Moon' would have been scratched by the 'Black Cat' that was deep in the relegation mire last season.

【Dé bù láo nèi angrily patted the turf...】

He felt somewhat uncomfortable playing.

According to the new coach's tactical system... the forward and defensive players in the lineup basically do not meet the requirements.

【Dàwèixī'ěrwǎ also somewhat unaccustomed: he has never played as a holding midfielder in his life... the new coach had him try Busquets' style of play today.】

And the coach?

【Guādí'àolā had no time to shake hands with the opposing head coach, he plopped back into the office.】

Yes.

A small storage room near Manchester City's home locker room was temporarily converted into an office by him.

He excitedly opened the computer and began watching the replay of the Arsenal vs. Liverpool match.

Gradually...

His smile stiffened, his face filled with bewilderment.

"【Wēngé, this isn't random? How can you waste Li's defensive talent?】"

"【Arsenal has abandoned the beautiful football it prided itself on!】"

"【Wow!】"

"【The entire process of this goal is too beautiful!】"

"【Liverpool's lineup flaws... Li and I thought exactly the same!】"

"【Wise Mr. Wēngé!】"

"【Which round will we meet Arsenal?】"