Chapter 256: Not bad signature?

The match ended.

Matches officiated by Atkinson never have Ferguson time.

After all, it's Wenger's inner demon.

He still found a chance to "criticize" Wenger before the final whistle.

The reason was that the Arsenal manager celebrated too excitedly... kicking the fourth official's mineral water bottle away.

No drama from the Theatre of Dreams occurred.

Arsenal won the match without any suspense.

Another 5-0.

A shocking score.

Old Trafford experienced the bitterness of Camp Nou.

In September Manchester, the day-night temperature difference is a bit large.

The air was filled with two kinds of emotion.

Red Devils fans endured an unpleasant night, leaving the stadium in dejection.

Gunners fans reveled in cheers, who would still recall the 8-2 from years ago?

In the teams' last twenty meetings, Arsenal only beat Manchester United three times... tonight we must also add Wenger's curse of never beating Mourinho.

Arsenal... Li Kang's ticket price is totally worth it.

The "Peak Launch" swift as wind.

The dreamlike "pendulum dribble".

The all-around midfield commander.

The entertainment value created by mixing all these elements is too strong.

The LED screen in mid-air displayed the photo of the best player.

「Lee！

【32】 In the 90-minute match, he repeatedly defused Arsenal's passive situation.

「Lee！

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「Lee！

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「An unstoppable Arsenal! 」

「The two-hundred-million-dollar man dominating the pitch! 」

「Li Kang currently tops the Premier League scorer chart; he is very likely to break Lampard's Premier League midfielder goal record set in the 09/10 season! 」

In the 90-minute match, he repeatedly defused Arsenal's passive situation.

「The silent leader. 」

「The strategist commanding the armory. 」

「Let's now relive the classic moments of this match... 」

He Hui's mouth was dry; he couldn't help taking a few sips of tea during the break.

He glanced at the bullet screen... all comments criticized his overly frequent tactical explanations.

There's nothing to be done.

Whenever Mourinho meets Wenger, it's never not a chain of reactive adjustments...

When commenting on the A-League and Indian Super League, there's no need to constantly talk tactics.

He put down the insulated cup.

He couldn't help but start counting on his fingers, wondering which team could stop this Arsenal this season.

Conte's Chelsea? Zidane's Real Madrid? Simeone's Atletico Madrid? Allegri's Juventus? Ancelotti's Bayern Munich?

There seem to be quite a few.

The bench depth of these several powerhouses far exceeds Arsenal's.

The league and Champions League seasons are too long; it's all about hand cards and health.

Yin Bu really wanted to chat with Li Kang and swap jerseys.

I thought I would never again see the classic moments of my former idol...

But the immediate priority is to encourage the disheartened youngsters.

「Even the brats at Carrington base aren't as delicate as you; get up quickly. 」

「Being shut out isn't a big deal; I hardly had any shot chances either. 」

Last season Leicester City was double-killed by Arsenal, and also conceded five goals in a single match, yet they ultimately lifted the championship trophy—a good omen!

「We are gelling, on the road to gradually becoming stronger! 」

Lingard, Luke Shaw, Martial and a few other youngsters shuddered, looking admiringly at the Swedish striker.

Pogba remained unmoved.

He crouched, discontentedly plucking at the turf.

It must be the coach's tactics that are at fault.

On paper the overall strength is about equal; how could we be thrashed so badly?

In the distance.

Rooney scratched his butt, his chubby face full of gloom.

The Manchester United chubby guy is very irritable; after each loss he needs to vent his anger.

Li, if you're free tonight, want to go for a walk?

He covered his mouth and, out of habit, said those words.

The other party usually wouldn't refuse; take van Persie back then— that guy played even more flamboyantly than I did.

No reply came.

I don't know if the night wind blew away his invitation.

The sweat-drenched Manchester United goalkeeper blocked Rooney's view.

Casillas beside him felt a bit surprised: De Gea at the Euro Cup would catch a cold from the chill— he hardly ever sweated.

No extra words were spoken.

De Gea felt a bit downcast, and with a tug he took off his jersey and gloves.

Li Kang smiled and patted his shoulder.

Unconsciously, he recalled the scene when he first came to Old Trafford: back then he was just a little substitute, and no matter how hard he tried he couldn't understand Van Gaal's "big circle" tactic... and he still doesn't understand it now.

Boerde and the coaching staff members eagerly ran over, holding dry towels, sports drinks, bananas, and jackets.

"Li, don't get chilled!"

"On the way back we need to thoroughly review the match."

"In the stands."

Ferguson hesitated for a long time.

"Should we go to Arsenal's locker room?"

Forget it.

The legendary Premier League coach finally, unwillingly, tapped his cane and stormed off the field.

What's a temperature-difference clause?

Damn it, I've become a temperature-difference clause!

Post-match press conference.

Mourinho was being "blasted" by Premier League media reporters.

He put on a stern face and spoke in a low voice.

Why did we lose to Arsenal? That's a stupid question.

Because they scored and Manchester United didn't.

I didn't lose to Wenger; I lost to Li.

Losing one match means nothing; I've won countless trophies and don't need any reflection!

Guardiola's Manchester City? He couldn't beat Li even when he led Bayern in the Bundesliga— so what makes him better than me?

If Manchester United had Li, I would build the most unstoppable defensive system in football history!

The reporters who had intended to question the losing team's players shifted their fire, continuously outputting arrogant remarks about the Manchester United manager.

On the other side.

Wenger remained as friendly and approachable as ever.

Li's changes to Arsenal have been huge; even the outside criticism of my voice has gradually faded.

Is 200 million worth it? This question doesn't need any thought.

If there were a second Li in the world, I'd be willing to go to the bank for a loan again.

If there were a third, I'd mortgage the Emirates Stadium.

He has put Arsenal on the right path.

This is the proudest signing of my coaching career.

The Arsenal club bus slowly left Old Trafford.

Maguire and Mustafi gathered around Li Kang's seat.

Li, could the force of my header clearance forward be a bit stronger?

If we gave a bit more lead time, could you run less distance? But I'm afraid of heading it to an opposing player.

Next time you don't need to make gestures; I can tell what you want to do just by looking at your eyes.

We lack a left-footed center-back; the direction of our buildup from the back is too one-sided, especially the left defensive line struggles to cope with the opponent's pressing.

Don't talk nonsense; my right foot's outside instep is pretty good!

Do you think you're Modrić? Is your outside instep as stable as his?

Gradually.

The two burly men started arguing again.

Everyone hurried to stop them.

Boerde and the coaching staff members couldn't help falling into thought:

At this moment, Arsenal's problem is not actually in defense.

But rather in the buildup from the back.

There's nothing to be done.

The sole left-footed center-back, Gabriel, before Li Kang joined Arsenal... suffered a serious injury during a friendly match.

The team doctor estimated he would likely be out for the season.

But even if he recovers, he might not make much of an impact; his buildup isn't stable enough...

If Arsenal could have a top-tier left-footed center-back, it could completely relieve Li Kang and Casillas of their playmaking duties.

Back then the arsenal...

Papapa!

Wen Ge clapped his hands, interrupting the coaching staff's beautiful reverie.

There isn't such a perfect lineup.

We must, based on the actual roster and the opponent's traits, prepare thoroughly for each match.

All right, don't delay Li's homework.