Chapter 306: Blue Moon Magician! (Daily Transition)

What a missed golden scoring opportunity!

The goal was within reach... how did he kick it wide?

Cech probably couldn't help but want to give Sterling a thumbs-up.

World-class positioning.

World-class acceleration.

Neighborhood-level shooting.

Wasting opportunities will be punished.

Live broadcast room.

A feeling of regret.

-【Happy Boy!】

-【Sterling is also happy today.】

-【Pressed down by Dingding, forced to swallow... even Sterling can spit it out.】

-【On the scorer list? His shooting is awful, but we need to have faith in him.】

-【Scorer list? That's Dingding and David Silva, that god-tier midfield duo, forcibly pushing him up!】

-【Guardiola definitely has a way to unlock Sterling's potential.】

-【Missing Pellegrini, his approach at Manchester City was simple and brutal: cut down Sterling's appearances...】

-【What's the difference between Guardiola's Barcelona and the 2016-17 Manchester City tactics?】

-【The difference is one has Messi, the other doesn't.】

Guardiola hugged the bald head again.

His expression was no longer confused, but helpless.

Arteta put an arm around his shoulder, and the two sat back together on the coaching bench.

This is a good momentum.

We're about to take over the game; Xhaka and Schweinsteiger's setup can't stop David Silva.

Arsenal will find it hard to launch a counterattack next.

That's what he said.

Manchester City's assistant coach still felt a little uneasy.

The coaching staff members all nodded in agreement: Li Kang's performance was too outrageous, his style becoming increasingly unfathomable; after this kid spent Christmas in Bei lai yin, his strength seemed to have increased a lot.

No problem.

Football is a team game.

As long as the Blue Moon controls possession... the number of threats to Arsenal's goal will keep increasing.

On the bench, Fernandinho was eager to try.

Guardiola couldn't stay seated on the coaching bench; he swooped back into the technical area.

On the other side.

Boerde said anxiously.

Boss, we still need to play low defensive...

Bravo's footwork fits seamlessly with Manchester City's passing system; if we insist on pressing, we need to commit more players up front.

If his long passes were a bit more accurate, they could likely threaten our box directly through Sané or Sterling.

Although his shot-stopping ability has declined, as an attacking launch point... he's terrifying.

How did Barcelona sell him to Manchester City for such a low price?

Wenger nodded.

These years, being beaten by Barcelona gave him experience.

He's also not unfamiliar with the passing and running rhythm of Guardiola's Manchester City.

Fortunately... Manchester City currently lacks a world-class full-back.

That's right.

Guardiola might be the coach who has developed full-back details to the utmost extent on Earth.

Barcelona's Alves can instantly become a right winger; in the constant rotation, he lets false-nine Messi switch between multiple attacking forms, turning Villa from the flank into a central killer.

Bayern's Lahm and Alaba can switch defensive shapes in minutes, becoming top-tier double pivots, causing Bayern's flank defense to turn into a sieve.

At this time, Manchester City's traditional veterans Kobarev and Zabaleta both fail to meet his tactical needs.

Watch Li's hand signal; his meaning is that we don't need to maintain low defensive positioning.

Time passed.

Possession went back and forth.

Both sides' formations also underwent subtle changes.

Manchester City's threats to the goal kept decreasing.

Li Kang confined the battle to his own half, between the 30- and 40-meter lines.

From God's perspective.

Dense red lines frenziedly extended.

All dynamic information on the pitch was firmly in his grasp.

During Manchester City's attacking phase, the positions of the two veteran full-backs were very subtle.

Zabaleta would push forward to join the attack, then after distributing the ball shift his defensive shape, forming a double pivot with Yaya Touré.

Kobarev would drop back to form a three-man back line with Kompany and Stones.

Two small changes in the midfield and backfield structure.

Thus making David Silva and De Bruyne's pressing in the half-space bolder.

How to break it?

It's very hard to break.

Facing Arsenal's midfield press.

De Bruyne isn't just about attacking and passing.

He judges the timing of his retreat very well. He can form a triangle passing system with Yaya Touré and Sabalata to break the press.

David Silva stays in an advanced position, always ready to unleash a big move.

Manchester City's front line still possesses four attacking threats.

Ordinary teams simply can't handle this tactic.

As for the rotating changes of David Silva and De Bruyne in the half-space...

If Li Kang continues to deconstruct like this... he'll probably drain the shadow's battery.

38th minute of the match.

Morata, Giroud, and Li Kang produced a series of exquisite passes and cuts in front of Manchester City's penalty area.

The ball floated lightly up and down.

The three players' short passes while running were extremely stable.

"Beautiful."

"Beautiful football!"

"Consecutive pass-and-move combinations broke through Manchester City's defense."

"No problem."

"Giroud!"

"We've got this ball!"

Bang!

Giroud's long legs lashed out.

The ball thundered fiercely toward the top-left corner of Manchester City's goal.

Bravo leapt into the air.

Accompanied by the sighs of the Arsenal fans.

The green gloves easily caught the ball.

"Oh no!"

"What a pity!"

"Bravo seems to have regained his peak form from his Barcelona days."

"Launch a long-ball attack directly!"

"A breathless attacking and defending rhythm."

"We're looking for Sané!"

The ball rode the wind and landed precisely on the left side of the forty-meter zone in Arsenal's half.

It wasn't looking for Sané.

But was looking for David Silva.

"No big problem."

"Arsenal's back line has many defenders."

"David Silva encountered Xhaka."

"Slow-motion Messi!"

"Can he get past?"

David Silva doesn't like others comparing him to some version of Messi.

He thinks he and Messi are only slightly similar in the rhythm of their dribbling.

He lifted his right foot.

His dreamy ball-control technique drew rounds of applause from the nearby stands.

Start a slow dribble!

In an instant, he lost the best chance to break through.

Monreal and Schweinsteiger came from different directions to provide cover, teaming up with Xhaka to tightly surround the Blue Moon magician.

"Too many defenders, this ball is gone."

"Sané, don't rush forward; come back to support..."

"Beautiful!"

"The Blue Moon magician's dream stage!"

This era.

When it comes to ball control and dribbling in tight spaces, Messi and David Silva are the two strongest.

Bale doesn't count.

When they were about to be surrounded, they lightly pressed the accelerator and drove the ball forward.

Time seemed to slow down countless times.

David Silva flicked the ball with his left foot, then pulled it.

His upper body wasn't idle either; he opened his arms.

The movement was slow.

The rhythm was perfectly timed.

It just kept the opponent and the ball apart.

Xhaka decisively moved forward.

The moment the distance closed... he grabbed at air.

A breakthrough lane in the tight space emerged!

David Silva lightly pushed the ball diagonally.

He turned aside and narrowly avoided Schweinsteiger's outstretched leg.

He staggered three steps, then after receiving the ball, he surged forward.

By the time Monreal snapped out of it...

Where could he still get a hand on the Blue Moon magician's backside?

Ultimate.

The ultimate escape rhythm.

Made Etihad Stadium erupt again.

"Does he have special abilities?"

"Use slowness to beat speed."

"One against three."

"His talent... is about to overflow."

"Manchester City's chance has come again!"

"Guardiola didn't clutch his head; his left hand excitedly slapped his thigh, his right hand frantically jabbed at Arsenal's goal."

"Wenger was a bit nervous; his hands left his pockets and went for the zipper."

The edge of the penalty area.

David Silva didn't get tangled with Koscielny.

Smack!

The ball left his right foot.

The arc traced in the air resembled a curved blade.

The left side of Arsenal's penalty area.

An afro appeared.

Sane!

"Great chance!"

"We can shoot directly!"

"Mertesacker's covering defense was timely!"

Sane and Li Kang were old acquaintances from the Bundesliga.

The young super magic wing's shooting is a bit more reliable than Sterling's.

Facing Arsenal's two-meter giant.

He didn't wait for the ball to land.

A light chip.

Everyone involuntarily opened their mouths in surprise.

Too imaginative!

Manchester City's attackers... are so talented.

What a pity.

How could Arsenal's two-meter giant be beaten by an opponent's chip and dribble?

The height advantage is right here.

No need to bother Cech.

I can handle it myself.

Mertesacker leapt high.

The rising ball struck his forehead and bounced out over the baseline.

Applause continued without end.

"Sane's chip move was a bit unnecessary."

"How could one think the ball could leap over Arsenal's defenders' heads?"

"Wasting chances will be punished."

"The audience needs to drink a cup of water to calm down."

"The two teams' attack-defense tempo is too fast."