Chapter 305: Dingding's Rainbow Pass!

The evening breeze brushed the corner flag.

At Etihad Stadium, a tsunami-like cheer erupted in an instant.

Beautiful!

Goal!

In the 17th minute of the match, Li Kang broke the deadlock!

A perfect individual performance, shining at Etihad!

Too shocking!

A devastating finishing style!

A goal that perfectly combines power and technique, with unparalleled spectacle!

Selfless Morata pulled back the defense and glanced up, Li Kang broke through on a solo run to score, helping Arsenal take the lead!

The upcoming match will only get better.

Live stream.

The big screen replayed the entire goal.

Li Mingdeng is awesome; after joining Arsenal, his goals have skyrocketed, this season he's very likely to break Lampard's goal record!

The man who can bring Morata up to the top of the assist list...

Li Kang's playing style at this time is close to Baggio, somewhat like Robben, and carries a hint of Messi.

Cloud-raised ball king!

Professor, you're amazing! No matter what talent, in his lineup you can find the most suitable fighting style.

Manchester City's defense did great; Kompany and Stones just didn't expect Morata's header flick to be so precise... Yaya Toure also gave his all,

Manchester City fans aren't so easily discouraged; they hummed the melancholy yet tender team anthem, boosting the players' morale.

Arsenal fans celebrate in a simple, rough way, beating the rhythm and calling out the hero's name.

"Lee!

"!

"Lee!

"!

"Lee!

"!

Gentle singing, fervent cheers.

Allowing the temporary viewers who entered the live stream to almost mistake Li Kang for playing for Manchester City.

Morata put his right arm around Li Kang's shoulder, excitedly waving his left fist.

Sometime ago, he began to enjoy more and more the thrill of assisting Li Kang.

After each matchday, he couldn't help but check his ranking on the assist list.

A strange phenomenon occurred in the Premier League goal and assist charts.

Arsenal's midfield is first in goals.

Arsenal's forwards are third in assists.

Li, I feel like even with my eyes closed... I can sense your position on the field.

Is this what they call a god's-eye view?

Teammates swarmed over, wildly celebrating.

Bravo and Kompany excitedly discussed the upcoming defensive deployment.

Yaya Toure hesitated a moment, raising his hand to indicate it was his issue.

De Bruyne was still savoring Li Kang's recent attack, feeling a bit down.

World-class coaches show different expressions when trailing in the score.

Van Gaal would take notes with a blank face.

Tuchel looked at the bench and smiled foolishly.

Mourinho slipped his hands into his pockets and gave a cold smirk.

Klopp grinned widely.

Enrique covered his face, wanting to cry.

Guardiola would hold his head with both hands...

Fortunately, his emotional adjustment ability is very strong.

He ignored Arteta's suggestion, continuing to gesture on the field.

On the other side.

Boerde excitedly bumped fists with the bench players.

Boss, Li has brought us too many surprises... How can they press Li to the ground while celebrating? What if he gets hurt?

The game restarted at midfield.

Aguero still couldn't figure it out: How could Messi's Barcelona be slaughtered by Arsenal twice in a row?

A slap sound.

The ball was passed to the backfield.

Yaya Toure got serious.

Once the world's number one defensive midfielder, he scored 20+ goals in a single season, more than Aguero's goal count.

Pulling the timeline back further, he once followed peak Barcelona to sweep across Europe.

Talk about shielding the ball?

He actually pulled off a 'Cruyff turn' on the Premier League pitch, toying with four people—that big black egg!

With Giroud and Sanchez, how can you bear to lose your own ball?

Beautiful... ah!

That was close!

Touré still passed the ball back to Bravo!

Manchester City has been leading the tactical innovation trend for half a season, and all of Europe is seeking a goalkeeper with strong ball-playing ability.

When Bravo dribbled the ball out of the penalty area.

All Manchester City fans broke into a sweat.

Accompanied by gasps of amazement.

Bravo calmly tapped the ball aside, dodging the oncoming Morata.

Applause thundered.

Bang!

The ball lifted off the ground, leaping toward the front flank.

The veteran Zabaleta had been waiting a long time.

Zabaleta, when young, had flowing blond hair, handsome and good-looking, somewhat resembling a Hollywood male star.

Unfortunately, time waits for no one; his hairstyle gradually went from balding to completely bald...

Many Manchester City players share a deep bond with Messi.

Zabaleta is no exception.

When he played for the Espanyol club, he often went to Barcelona to play with Messi; at the time, the two teams they respectively played for were... deeply bitter same-city rivals.

In the 2005 World Youth Championship, he was Messi's captain.

In the 2008 Olympics, he was Messi's captain.

In the 2014 World Cup, he and Messi both suffered defeat in the final.

He has a strong sense of joining the attack.

Look at the explosive power of Manchester City's veteran!

Zabaleta's ball-carrying advance speed is not fast compared to young players.

He swept through midfield without obstruction.

Then he saw Sterling on the left flank raising his hand to ask for the ball.

With a slap.

The ball was passed to David Silva in the middle.

This pass wasn't bad.

Xhaka's positioning wasn't bad either.

David Silva!

The Blue Moon magician, upon receiving the ball, once again displayed a magical moment.

The ball obediently brushed off the back of his heel.

It then went over Xhaka's head.

It fell toward the position where De Bruyne was.

At the Etihad Stadium, thunderous applause erupted instantly.

A perfect touch.

So imaginative!

Arsenal's midfield defense has been torn apart!

De Bruyne!

De Bruyne in 2016, his passing has reached perfection.

Not only is it the precision of a seasoned passer.

He doesn't need to spend much time adjusting like Calhanoglu and Xhaka.

He doesn't need a particularly safe space either.

Even in the most difficult environment, it's hard to stop him from kicking.

Schweinsteiger couldn't get there in time to block.

Over Arsenal's penalty area, a splendid rainbow appeared.

A gentle force.

Intense spin.

An elegant trajectory.

In an instant, it stirred a cheer like a landslide and tsunami.

Koscielny was under great pressure.

He wasn't slow to turn.

But Sterling's movement and explosive speed are extremely terrifying.

Especially his judgment of the landing point.

It seems innate.

A natural-born killer!

Here it comes!

Beautiful!

We've got the ball!

One passes wonderfully, the other runs well!

Arsenal's defense hasn't recovered yet.

Sterling has miraculously appeared at the landing spot.

The position slightly to the right of the 12-yard penalty spot.

No interference at all.

The ball lands, the player arrives.

He lifted his little black foot high.

Thud!

Chelsea lunged forward in a dive.

Didn't catch a thing!

The football brushed the post and flew over the goal line.

Isn't this going in?

It's harder for this ball not to go in than to go in!

Sterling, you wasted the wonderful combination of David Silva and De Bruyne!

Sterling smiled, embarrassedly shaking his wrist.

De Bruyne's face turned red, he slapped his thighs with both hands, and stomped his feet in anger.