Chapter 267: Fierce Battle

By the field.

Pochettino seemed unconcerned about the situation on the field.

He continued to lower his head and discuss the upcoming tactical arrangements with the coaching staff.

If Wenger ran over to take a quick glance, he would discover that the Tottenham team was already beginning to plan the details of adjustments thirty minutes later.

On the other side.

Boerde slapped his thigh hard, firing off rapid-fire remarks:

"Boss, Tottenham's front and back lines are disconnected!"

In God's perspective.

The distance between Tottenham's front and back players was 20 meters!

Really disconnected?

No.

The midfield still had two linking points.

The advancing Vertonghen and the retreating Kane receiving the ball!

"Vertonghen's pass tore through Arsenal's pressing net!"

"Kane's timely retreat!"

"Tottenham used this alternative method to open up the depth of the attack!"

"The white lily is budding, ready to bloom!"

"Not so easy—Arsenal's three midfielders formed a double‑team on Kane!"

Near the center circle.

Xhaka, Cazorla, and Morata—the three of them—moved to double‑team Kane.

Thus.

Arsenal's flank space was left empty.

Kane isn't just a goal‑scoring striker, you know.

After Pochettino's coaching, his overall vision and linking ability have improved leaps and bounds over the past two seasons.

Watching Arsenal's encircling net grow tighter,

Tottenham's striker also found the most suitable flank passing lane!

Walker.

He instinctively wanted to pass the ball over there.

But he saw Li Kang's figure appear on the planned passing line!

He had to shift the direction of the pass.

Kane staggered as he adjusted his supporting foot.

He passed the ball to the left flank!

Rose!

"Kane's adjustment was a bit unnecessary; why not just pass directly to Walker?"

"Tottenham's overall attacking rhythm was delayed!"

"Watch Li Kang's run! He just cut off the connection between Kane and Walker!"

White Deer Lane Stadium.

Tottenham fans were exhilarated.

"eOnYouSpurs!"

"!"

They hysterically shouted the slogan, emotions running high: if the Premier League only played 34 rounds, they would have been champions last season—what would Leicester City have to do with it?

Although the attacking rhythm had stalled, Rose's sprint speed was plenty fast!

Six years ago in the North London derby, 19‑year‑old Rose blasted open Arsenal's gates with a world‑class strike at up to 112 km/h.

At the same time.

The white lily killers up front also went into frenzy mode!

They dug into the turf, sprinting wildly.

It was as if four white blades had fiercely stabbed into Arsenal's belly!

Youth storm!

There was no panic whatsoever in the rear of Arsenal's formation.

Maguire, Koscielny, and Monreal contracted in an orderly fashion.

Bellerín, meanwhile, charged toward Rose.

Smack!

The latter, not wanting to get tangled, decisively sent a low diagonal pass!

"Nice!"

"Found Alli!"

"Tottenham has many attacking options up front!"

"See how he deals with this ball... no pass!"

"He's intending to..."

Arsenal's thirty‑meter zone in their half!

The youthful little black heel, using the left heel, flicked the rolling ball.

With the rise and fall of the parabola...

Ali made an unimaginable move.

Turn around!

Volley shot!

A natural long-range shooting posture.

It left the unprepared Maguire, Koscielny, and others feeling like they were facing a formidable foe!

Bang!

A crisp crack!

The ball skimmed the ground and flew toward Arsenal's goal!

A tricky arc.

A violent spin.

It made all Arsenal fans' hearts tighten!

Smack!

Cech stretched his posture in midair, his pink gloves firmly catching the ball.

White Deer Lane was instantly filled with sighs.

"Amazing save!"

"The wonderful exchange between Ali and Cech!"

"A great shot! A great save!"

"Tottenham used a long-range shot to tell the audience that this match couldn't be one-sided!"

Ali angrily shook his hand.

He is the most reliable genius among England's young generation.

Compared to the inconsistent Lingard, Tottenham's midfield is the future in the eyes of England fans.

At 20, he posted a season record of 18 goals and 9 assists.

Even if Ali lingered in nightclubs, exposing ** video..., English fans would still choose to forgive.

Cech observed Tottenham's defensive situation.

He couldn't launch a quick attack with a powerful throw.

Even as Li Kang intercepted Kane's right-wing pass, Walker had already retreated to the back line, not joining the attack... What's that called? Protective support!

Arsenal currently has no advantage in numbers going forward.

Maguire and Koscielny awkwardly gestured, indicating it was a defensive line mistake.

Actually, they hadn't really made a mistake.

The opponent had just presented too many attacking options, and Ali chose the most selfish approach.

Even though Conte had built a three-center-back system at Chelsea, it couldn't stop Tottenham's shot.

On the sideline.

Pochettino returned to the technical area, giving his players on the field a thumbs-up.

How radical is the Bielsa school?

When he led Espanyol, in three Catalan derbies he prevented Guardiola's peak dream trio from gaining any advantage.

On the other side.

Boerde exclaimed excitedly: 'Boss, we'll soon let Tottenham taste bitterness!'

Wenger shook his head and said:

"Tottenham relied on the link between Vertonghen and Kane, bypassing the midfield battle."

"They stretched the vertical space to the extreme."

"We find it hard to easily grasp the situation advantage as in previous matches."

To put it simply.

This North London derby is a hard-to-break-open stalemate.

Cech took a goal kick.

Both sides seemed to have swapped roles.

Tottenham's front-line players launched a fierce press.

Their pressing method differs from that of Liverpool, Atlético Madrid, and Dortmund.

No entangling.

No aimless running.

Mainly targeting Arsenal's defensive first pass.

Fortunately, Koscielny has one of the best ball‑control abilities in the Premier League.

Son Heung‑min and Eriksen basically cannot form effective interference.

The ball rolled to the forty‑meter zone of the half.

Li Kang stopped the ball with his foot.

God's perspective frenetically deconstructs Tottenham's tactical system.

In a short time, no way to break the deadlock was found.

He began to slow the tempo...

Time passed second by second.

The gunpowder smell of the North London derby waned as the ball's slow transmission speed continued.

Bo Qie Di Nuo's layout is very detailed.

The central midfield position's traits of Ai Li Ke Sen, A Li, Dai Er, etc., are highly complementary.

White Lily's youth storm, if there is no personnel turnover in the coming years, they will surely become strong contenders for the Premier League title!

Live broadcast room.

The danmaku gradually subsided.

-【Tacit‑understanding ball?】

-【A Sen Na won't do, can't even handle Re Ci, how to beat Kong Di's Qie'erxi later? Guadi'ao la's Man Cheng!】

-【Don't rush, you sound as if A Sen Na is behind.】

-【Don't panic, give Li Mingdeng some time... with Re Ci's squad strength, they'll surely be a top‑three Premier League side this season!】

-【Bo Qie Di Nuo has many changes; the upcoming situation will be about countering moves.】

-【Fake BIG6: Li Wu Pu and Man Lian...】