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Chapter 318: Is Transferring Like Breaking Up? (Daily Transition)

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Li Kang didn't celebrate!

This is the club where he grew up, and we can feel his respect and reverence for Lewokusen.

Lewokusen fans also gave him the same respect.

The BayArena was already enveloped by a tide of applause!

For former players scoring against their old club, most fans are quite tolerant.

But if the behavior is too exaggerated or even extreme...

Arsenal veterans Adebayo and Van Persie are two of the most typical examples.

One sprinted 70 meters and slid on his knees.

One went mad, howling and sliding on his knees.

The little lion Blaise weakly crawled at his feet.

The phantom grew increasingly blurred.

Li Kang recalled when he first experienced the "King of Bei Lai Yin" mode, breaking through exactly Arsenal's gate...

Morata hadn't fully recovered from the shock, and as he approached, he couldn't help muttering: "Li, I never thought you'd shoot directly—I was still preparing to make a forward run, ready to receive your through ball..."

"I just didn't fully grasp your attacking intent."

"But this terrifying explosive power... it's truly shocking!"

In the distance.

Lai Nuo didn't complain about teammates as he used to, but instead patted Jonathan Tata's little black egg, then scooped up the football from the net, signaling everyone to hurry.

J罗 suddenly felt his Lewokusen No. 10 jersey growing heavier...

Balotelli remained expressionless, speaking in a voice only he could hear, calmly saying: "This ball feels a bit like one I kicked myself."

The center circle restarted.

Balotelli kicked the ball back to Calhanoglu.

In the trailing phase, Lewokusen no longer held their formation.

Even David Luiz, during the team's advance, directly surged into the midfield and attacking third.

The football rapidly moved vertically across the green pitch.

Lewokusen fans sang their resolute and stirring anthem.

"wirssiefurBayer04!"

"Bayer, Bayer04, wirstehenzudir!"

"siegedir!"

Arsenal's formation gradually retreated and contracted.

Low defensive positioning has always been the magic weapon in cup competitions.

Time passed unnoticed, and the passion of both sets of fans did not diminish in the slightest.

Minute 42 of the match.

Li Kang kicked the ball out of bounds.

Bellarabi quickly caught the ball thrown by the young ball boy.

He immediately threw it to nearby J罗.

Zakaria swiftly intercepted.

J罗 received the ball and remained very calm.

He fears tight marking by short players, but not challenges from tall, sturdy ones.

His body swayed, leaning to the right.

He forced Arsenal's central midfielder to stretch out a leg to block.

Pa!

In the blink of an eye.

J罗's right foot lightly tapped the inside.

The ball rolled toward the left front.

It happened to avoid Arsenal's central midfielder's long legs.

He casually flicked past the opponent.

Lewokusen fans instantly erupted in cheers.

"Brilliant dribble!"

"Pleasing to the eye!"

"Lewokusen continues to advance!"

J罗 is very capable and talented.

But he relies extremely heavily on possession.

During his Real Madrid career, in 570 minutes of play, the number of times he was dispossessed reached as high as 140...

When La Liga's smaller players encounter him, they always get extremely excited.

Even when representing Real Madrid in the Copa del Rey against a Segunda B team, the small-framed central midfielder from Chang'an Sports Club could complete 18 tackles off his feet...

What does this mean?

It made Zidane stroke his head with one hand, doubting life.

Traditional number tens still need La Liga's small players to tame them!

"Casemiro's block!"

"J罗 passed this ball very timely!"

Brandt.

Brandt noticed Li Kang's approach.

Too familiar.

When the two of them lived together in the Lewokusen dormitory, they would often do one-on-one practice when they had nothing else to do.

Who would want to play one-on-one with Li?

With a slap!

Blond hair fluttering, body leaning slightly, right foot lashed out fiercely toward the bottom of the football!

"The speed of adjustment is too fast!"

"Long-range transfer!"

"A beautiful arc full of aesthetic feeling!"

"The connection of the Lewokusen twin stars!"

Havertz had been drifting outside the attacking formation, to the extent that Montreal couldn't even get close in time.

Even when facing a football falling from high altitude.

He still lightly lifted his leg, using the sole of his foot to trap the ball!

This suave move drew cheers from the nearby Arsenal fans in the stands as well.

Sideline.

Boerde excitedly said: "The progress of these two little guys from Lewokusen is too fast! They have already proven their seamless chemistry with Li... Shouldn't we buy them over for next season?"

"Havertz's preferred foot is also left!"

Wenger shook his head and sighed: "Putting the two together, it might cost over a hundred million... Aren't we going to owe Wo Le Er nearly four hundred million?"

In the midst of speaking.

Havertz had already brought the ball forward with a quick diagonal run, charging into Arsenal's penalty area!

Koscielny quickly blocked, but struggled to keep up with the opponent's rhythm changes.

Clap!

The football left Havertz's left foot.

Lightly leaping toward the central route of the penalty area!

"Balotelli!"

"Maguire!"

"Another direct confrontation between two people!"

"Wow!"

Maguire was not afraid of facing the opponent head-on.

But Balotelli this guy is not just a heavyweight centre forward.

Besides his unparalleled powerful physique, he also possesses incredibly agile footwork and precise judgment of landing points!

From the neck down, world-class!

But this time he used his head!

Thud!

The big black egg that secured the landing position fiercely smashed into the falling football!

The Lewokusen fans behind Cech erupted completely!

The football was like a cannonball!

It blasted open the five-finger seal of Arsenal's goalkeeper!

The yellow-white gloves completed the block, but failed to reduce the football's momentum!

1:1!

!

Balotelli remained expressionless, lifting his jersey.

Revealing the English letters on his undershirt: "WhyAlwaysMe".

The entire stadium erupted!

The pharmacy fans shouted his name hoarsely.

"Mario!

!"

"Mario!

!"

"Mario!

!"

"Beautiful!"

"Equalized!"

"Heavy artillery header!"

"The ultimate manifestation of personal ability!"

"Balotelli did not waste the opportunity again!"

"J罗 completed the key advance, the Lewokusen twin stars' connection created space, and Havertz's exquisite chip pass assisted!"

"Lewokusen did not give up easily!"

Live broadcast room.

-【When Balotelli's mind is clear, he's absolutely terrifying.】

-【Four years ago at the European Cup, he had already reached the threshold of being the world's top striker.】

-【If Li Mingdeng and Balotelli were teammates, that image would be absolutely beautiful.】

-【Isn't what you're saying just the pairing from the Italian team back then? Pirlo and Balotelli...】

-【Fun fact: Balotelli's amateur hobbies are reading books and playing the piano.】

-【Lewokusen's twin stars are so handsome; I hope they don't go astray in the future!】

-【Looking at the replay, Calhanoglu and David Luiz's forward runs were also crucial, drawing part of Arsenal's defensive strength.】

-【My 0:3 is gone!】

Sideline of the pitch.

Tuopu Laotou excitedly sprang up and sprinted wildly.

Dino pursued relentlessly.

"Boss, will we eliminate Li...?"

"Eliminate Li?"

The white-haired Lewokusen head coach suddenly stopped, saying: "Going to North London for the second leg might not be certain... but we must seize this match!"

Dino nodded seriously: "We must hold this draw!"

"No! We can't hold it!"

"Keep attacking!"

Other side.

Wenger helplessly covered his forehead, admiring: "These brilliantly talented players remind me of the 01/02 season; back then, Arsenal also lost in the first leg of the Champions League to the youth team led by Tuop."

Boerde patted his buttocks, saying: "That year they marched all the way, trampling Premier League teams to reach the final."

On the pitch.

Maguire awkwardly explained: "That kid smeared a layer of strange oil on his arm—don't you believe me? Smell it..."

Cech quickly dodged his big hand, comforting: "Don't overthink it; back then Cahill and Terry couldn't stop Balotelli either."

Li Kang picked the ball from the net and swiftly ran back to the center circle.

God's perspective slowly replayed the opponent's attacking process.

During the defensive phase, Lewokusen desperately maintained its formation structure, with David Luiz as the core.

In the attacking phase, however, it granted freedom to the frontline players.

The core is not J罗, nor is it Balotelli, but Havertz and Brandt.

The center circle reopened for play.

Giroud just kicked off...

Beep! Beep-beep~

"The referee blew the whistle for halftime."

"The first half was very fluid, so there wasn't much added stoppage time."

"Lewokusen 1:1 Arsenal."

"Each side's respective star player scored one goal!"

"Take a brief rest; next, let us enter advertising time..."

A large number of fans also left the stands at this moment.

With such a fluctuating score, how could we lack entertainment?

The alcohol ban at German stadiums is inconsistent, but the anti-smoking movement actually originated during the Third Reich era.

Lewokusen locker room.

Havertz and Brandt were encouraging each other.

Lai Nuo and David Luiz were discussing defensive arrangements.

Tuopu Laotou pulled Balotelli aside, speaking earnestly: "Mario, you already have a yellow card; in the second half you must stay calm and avoid another booking! Klose and Belfodil are injured, so I only have you as a striker..."

"Wrong, this scene feels so familiar..."

Balotelli seemed to recall something, giving no response to the Lewokusen head coach.

Other side.

Arsenal locker room.

After Boerde explained the first-half issues, he urged the players to rest quickly.

Then came the usual silence.

Welbeck sent the masseur away and personally massaged Li Kang's feet.

Li Kang gazed at the old, yellowed ceiling.

He truly had never been to the away locker room at Baykampfplatz before.

God's perspective continued silently replaying Lewokusen's formation changes.

David Luiz's movement pattern gradually turned into a thick black line...

The view was suddenly shrouded in a burst of thick smoke.

Red-black number 13, Nesta!

The fiery soul of Milan, giving the simplest and most direct hint.

Like the Havik module, Nesta's "barrier" module similarly provides problem-solving ideas.

Maguire carefully inspected the locker once over.

In recent years, theft incidents in Bundesliga stadium locker rooms have occurred frequently.

For example:

The entire Cologne team's mobile phones and wallets were lost at the BayArena.

Cristiano Ronaldo's three pairs of football boots, Mourinho's coffee, Benzema's two pairs of shorts... all were stolen by thieves in Munich.

At that time, several well-known German brands stated: they would offer their own products as compensation to the Real Madrid stars.

Marca believes: this must be related to Germany nationwide taking in goblins!

The fifteen-minute break ended.

Players from both sides returned to the pitch.

The four stands of the BayArena resumed their noise.

"Good evening, dear viewers, welcome back!"

"We are now live broadcasting the first leg of the 2016-17 UEFA Champions League round of 16."

"Leverkusen versus Arsenal's second half!"

"Both teams have not made any substitution adjustments yet."

Accompanied by the referee's whistle.

The second half begins!

Arsenal possession.

Giroud had just kicked off, Leverkusen's frontline players immediately surged madly past the centre circle!

Familiar pressing net.

Li Kang quickly passed the ball to Bellarin, who had surged forward from the flank.

Likewise, he touched the ball once.

Cazorla received the ball and fiercely stamped on the turf.

A simple triangular run and pass combination easily tore apart the pressing net formed by Brandt and Balotelli.

"Too crazy!"

"At this moment, Leverkusen has nearly five players who have surged past the centre line!"

"But it's hard to win the ball from Arsenal."

"This generation of Gunners, their midfield control is extremely terrifying."

Again, the passing speed is pushed to the extreme.

The football had just rolled past the centre line.

Leverkusen's midfield and forward players can no longer return!

Tuopu Laotou's hoarse shout was instantly drowned out by cheers.

Thud!

Li Kang stopped the football, without lifting his head to observe.

He fiercely struck the bottom of the football with his left foot.

Above the BayArena, a magnificent arc was traced!

Morata sprinted at high speed down the right flank!

Bellarabi and Jonathan Tah, after turning around, fundamentally could not catch up.

Arsenal's sharpshooter displayed incomparable explosive power and acceleration.

Right side of Leverkusen's penalty area!

A figure with afro hair suddenly burst out!

"David Luiz!"

"Leverkusen's defensive sweeper, his judgment of landing points is extremely accurate!"

"Can Morata defeat him this time?"

"Unbelievable!"

"After the football landed, it actually bounced back!"

David Luiz looked dazed.

Morata inwardly rejoiced: the football had just bounced perfectly into his crotch!

He headed it fiercely!

Controlling and passing in one motion, he "elegantly" shook off the Brazilian centre-back!

He diagonally charged into the penalty area!

Lai Nuo had prepared in advance, he instructed Börges to stand near the far post, while he himself chose to come out!

To the greatest extent, he sealed off Morata's shooting angle!

Meanwhile.

Giroud also sprinted madly from the centre!

He was quickly held in position by Bender and Çalhanoğlu.

No way.

Speed is too slow!

In the game, Arsenal's team possesses two stars with single attributes so low they're hair-raising: Giroud with speed 30, Zakaria with jumping 30...

"Look at this ball!"

"Morata!"

Tuopu Laotou's heart was lifted, he frantically prayed the opponent's shot would go wide!

Wenger couldn't help but reach his hand toward his chest, already mentally prepared for a missed shot!

Something unexpected happened!

As Morata shot, his foot position changed instantly.

Fake shot, real pass!

The ball rolled toward the left side of the penalty area!

Lai Nuo, preparing to save, had no time to adjust his stance.

Who could charge into our own penalty area at this moment!

The short, stocky figure gave the answer!

Sanchez!

He is Arsenal's spark, and also the most reliable finisher!

Thud!

His dark, muscular thigh fiercely struck the rolling football!

Börges, who had retreated to the goal line, immediately leapt with depth, trying to block the Chilean striker's goal with his head!

Could not stop it!

The ball speed was too fast!

Leverkusen's net was lifted again.

The score was rewritten.

1:2!

!

The Gunners' anthem once again gained the upper hand.

Morata closed his eyes, opened his arms, waiting for Sanchez's embrace.

A few seconds later...

Still no feeling of the other's body heat...

Where is he?

He opened his eyes, and there was no trace of Sanchez anywhere; turning his head, he found that guy already embracing Li Kang.

"Beautiful!"

"Scored again!"

"An all-out attacking battle!"

"Li Kang's godlike long pass tore apart Leverkusen's defense!"

"Not only exquisite to the finest detail, but also pleasing to the eye with its ground rebound!"

"Master!"

"The new-generation midfield master, returning to where his dream began, delivered a superb performance!"

"Morata's assist was equally brilliant!"

"Sanchez did not disappoint his two teammates' good intentions!"

Live broadcast room.

The director focused the precious replay time on Li Kang's long pass.

-【Awesome! Passing the ball to Morata through the crotch!】

-【Isn't this the signature long pass often used by Hamšík, Pirlo, and Nesta? Just with slightly more force, usually rebounding in front of the striker's chest.】

-【Italian-style long pass!】

-【Clearly invented by Bei Huang!】

-【Watch the replay carefully: the instep suddenly exerts force, the ball drops quickly, lands and decelerates with a rebound... extremely like Beckenbauer of the last century!】

-【I can do this move too: supporting foot slightly steps forward at a 45-degree angle to the ground, then strike the ball and ground's intermediate point with the middle part of the instep and inner foot...】

-【Li Mingdeng, steady!】

Sideline.

Wenger and Boerde finally began to celebrate passionately this time.

Two away goals mean Arsenal nearly have one foot in the Champions League quarterfinals.

On the other side.

Tuopu Laotou drooped his head.

Dino said anxiously:

"Boss, David Luiz is useless now... our defensive structure is ineffective before Li!"

"Li excels at playing with the wind!"

"Besides Real Madrid, almost no club can complete a comeback when facing him..."

Börges kicked the goalpost in dejection.

David Luiz raised his hand to apologize to teammates; he was still the first person ever beaten by a nutmeg...

Lai Nuo got up, picked up the water bottle from the sideline, hastily took a sip, then said to the afro-haired one: "For now, don't think about pushing forward to join the attack; Li has studied this defensive position deeply."

"We have already conceded two away goals."

During this historical period, UEFA specially adopted the away goal rule to encourage attack: this is a method in football's two-legged ties to handle the influence of home advantage on match outcomes.

If the two clubs are tied on aggregate after two legs, the team with more away goals advances.

Last season, Leverkusen eliminated Arsenal precisely thanks to the away goal advantage.

Upcoming matches.

The pace is getting faster and faster.

Fans on both sides were left breathless by the rapid shifts in possession.

Leverkusen's defensive line dared not push too far forward.

Under the premise of compressing their own backfield space.

Jonathan Tah and Bellarabi, along with Borges, helped David Luiz block Arsenal's frontal assault.

Indirectly, this also caused a disconnect in the midfield and backline.

The magical connection between Brandt and Havertz could not be reproduced.

Because Li Kang was always able to cut off their connection.

J罗 was tightly marked by Casillas, habitually disappearing from play.

Bereft of fire support, Balotelli was like a headless fly... repeatedly having minor altercations with Maguire, the referee repeatedly issuing him verbal warnings.

In the 72nd minute of the match.

Calhanoglu discovered a gap in Arsenal's defense.

He followed suit, imitating Li Kang's posture, and delivered a long pass in that posture.

Leverkusen's core, full of confidence, stared intently at the football's trajectory in midair!

"Excellent!"

"The lead was given quite generously!"

"Look for Havertz!"

"Wow!"

"This ball is also bouncing back!"

"Monreal is out of position!"

Unfortunately.

The Leverkusen fans' cheers ceased as the football's rebound trajectory ended...

It was bouncing back.

But it sailed over Havertz's head!

The power was too great.

Calhanoglu's pass, it seemed, was meant for Casillas!

Casillas headed the ball down.

Arsenal then launched a frenzied counterattack!

Sanchez, Morata, and Li Kang swiftly swept past the midfield circle!

Leverkusen's defensive line rapidly retreated.

Bang!

At the moment the football bounced up again.

Casillas turned and swept the ball with a flying kick!

The BayArena seemed to be vertically sliced in half by a sharp blade!

"Counterattack!"

"Arsenal's counterattack!"

"Leverkusen's backline players are maintaining excellent spacing!"

"Three against four!"

"The problem isn't that serious..."

As the ball rolled near Sanchez's preferred foot, it gradually slowed.

The sprinting Chilean superstar is Arsenal's absolute explosive point!

Dribbling.

Then accelerating.

His smooth, dark thighs reflected the brilliant lights.

A few seconds later.

He completed a raw eat on the left flank!

Borges, who is naturally poor at defense, couldn't even smell the Arsenal winger's exhaust!

The pompadour reappeared.

How to best utilize David Luiz? Either assign him a Thiago Silva beside him, or establish a solid defensive structure for him, or let the "cannon fodder" buffer the opposing striker's frontal impact.

"That tackle was very decisive!"

"Such a risky move... as a defender, when no one is behind you, you must never easily slide tackle..."

David Luiz's tackle was indeed effective.

Sanchez was forced to make an emergency stop!

His tremendous leg strength allowed him to halt his body's inertia in the shortest time,

His ankle sent sharp pain.

He could no longer adjust.

If he lingered any longer, Leverkusen's players would be in position!

Bang!

The Chilean superstar struggled to lift his left foot, striking the ball sideways to midfield.

"Li Kang!"

"Wow! There are two defenders in front of him!"

We can notice a detail in this match: the Leverkusen players' defensive actions against him were very slight...

Li Kang couldn't take a long-range shot.

At the moment he received the ball.

The silly Jonathan Tada.

The cunning Bella Rabi.

Two little black eggs had already approached closely.

Two hundred jin bearing down head-on.

One hundred sixty jin cutting off the connection between Li Kang and Morata.

In God's perspective.

There was still a reliable figure behind.

Giroud.

He was two body lengths ahead of Bendtner!

Leverkusen fans were about to sigh in relief.

But they saw the football, from Li Kang's position, rolling toward the rear.

Heel?

Heel pass?

Who to look for?

The gaze was suddenly attracted by a tall, burly figure.

"Giroud!"

Who said big guys have no small skills?

Although Giroud is often criticized as a big flop, he is also a "professional of divine balls."

Divine ball.

Without a certain technical level, one cannot kick it out.

Why does he connect so tightly with Arsenal's passing and cutting system?

Because his ball-playing ability is truly strong.

Giroud, after receiving the ball, fiercely used his back to resist Bendtner.

Pa!

Right foot then flicked once.

The smooth, flowing motion inevitably made CCTV5 livestream fans think of an idiom: Zhang Fei embroidering.

"Wow!"

"This ball flew over the head of the Leverkusen center-back!"

"Precisely found Morata!"

"Can shoot now!"

"Eh? Why is he still passing the ball!"

Arsenal at this time had already stirred Leverkusen's backline into a mess of dung.

Morata charged into the penalty area, facing Lai Nuo, and made another lateral pass!

Sanchez's figure did not appear.

The Chilean suffered from ankle pain, unable to compete with David Luiz for position.

Watching as the Leverkusen center-back was about to clear the ball.

Arsenal's number 10 arrived with a gust of wind!

【Ding! Detected teammate Sanchez's ankle injury, "Turning the Tide" module triggered buff: "Miraculous Thigh"!】

【Center of gravity control, body flexibility, and explosive speed greatly increased.】

David Luiz had a dazed expression.

The football within kicking range was altered in trajectory by a Puma shoe!

Peng!

Another explosive bang echoing through the night sky!

Causing Leverkusen fans to fall into utter panic!

Lai Nuo gave it his all!

The green glove couldn't even touch the football turned into a black shadow!

1:3!

!

"The ball went in again and again and again!"

"It's Li Kang again!"

"Scored twice!"

"The goal that killed the match!"

"Close-range explosive shot! No reaction time given to Lai Nuo!"

"Top-tier ball-winning ability!"

"Even half a second slower won't do!"

"Snatching food from the tiger's mouth, a hard-fought goal!"

"David Luiz's clearing action caused Li Kang to fall to the ground."

"Wenger was shouting desperately for the team doctor on the sidelines!"

"Ah, in this situation, the referee won't give a card... David Luiz wasn't going for the player!"

VIP box.

Wo Le Er quickly stood up.

Gislinn comforted: "Director, don't panic, reaching the Champions League last sixteen also fulfilled the club's season target, the key is the broadcast revenue share from these two matches..."

The Bundesliga header monster suddenly realized something and immediately corrected himself: "Yes! Li Ke must not be injured, the secondary transfer fee share... Quick, let our team doctor come on the pitch, Arsenal's team doctor is unreliable!"

With Li Kang rising from the grass, the fans' worries vanished instantly.

"The fourth official raised the LED number board on the center circle line!"

"Wenger made the first substitution adjustment!"

"Ramsey, substituting for Li Kang."

"This is a like-for-like substitution."

"With a two-goal lead, the professor fears the two-hundred-million-euro man might make another mistake."

"Oh? He made a second substitution adjustment in succession."

"Sanchez can't continue the match either."

"Welbeck will replace him."

"Arsenal's team doctor is busy today!"

David Luiz reached out and patted Li Kang's buttocks.

Li Kang smiled, shook off the team doctor's support, and left the pitch alone.

BayArena.

The applause was like summer rain... first a few drops, then pouring like a waterfall.

In the spectators' view, Arsenal's number 10... gradually overlapped with Leverkusen's original number 10.

"Some say fans have an emotional dependence on players similar to love."

"Transfers are like breakups."

"Li Kang and Leverkusen's parting was dignified."

"Leverkusen fans should bless those who are leaving."

"After all, he once gave you the most unforgettable beautiful memories."

"He plucked for you that century-old unattainable salad plate."

"And there's still a considerable breakup fee..."

Finally.

The referee blew the whistle for the end of the match.

Leverkusen 1:3 Arsenal.

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