Chapter 347: Noir's Lifelong Rival (Daily Transition)

Many German legends are also criticizing Ancelotti.

They think Müller's poor form this season is because Ancelotti doesn't know how to use players.

Only Beckenbauer is an exception.

VIP box.

Other Bayern legends, upon seeing the starting lineup, all expressed dissatisfaction.

Beckenbauer, however, smiled and said: "We hope he can complete the team's generational transition, but the opponent is last season's German Footballer of the Year."

"Now let me introduce the starting lineups for both sides."

"Bayern Munich's formation is 4-3-3!"

"Goalkeeper: Noor!"

"Defenders: Kimmich, Benatia, Boateng, Alaba."

"Midfielders: Vidal, Thiago, Alonso."

"Forwards: Kingsley Coman, Lewandowski, Robben."

"Bayern's bench is equally stacked with talent: Ribery, Müller, Martinez, Lahm..."

Live stream room.

The number of viewers keeps growing.

-【How come Ancelotti the fat guy is benching Müller again! Without the brutal opener, how can we slaughter Arsenal?】

-【Are you kidding? Can Bayern slaughter the current Arsenal?】

-【Back when Germany slaughtered Brazil in the World Cup, Bayern slaughtered Barça... you guys were saying the same thing back then.】

-【Rest assured, Ancelotti won't experiment with tricks in such a crucial match; Bayern will be solid.】

-【Hope Long Brother can win another Champions League before retirement, the male lead of Istanbul!】

"Arsenal's formation here is 4-2-3-1!"

"Goalkeeper: Čech."

"Defenders: Bellerín, Maguire, Koscielny, Monreal."

"Double pivot: Zakaria, Cazorla."

"Attacking midfielders: Sánchez, Li Kang, Walcott."

"Forward: Morata."

-【Don't drop the ball in the Champions League! How many years since we last played a quarterfinal!】

-【Maguire is starting; this match is still leaning toward attack—he's improved a lot, his ball distribution in the FA Cup was superb!】

-【Come on Arsenal! Come on Li Mingdeng!】

The players from both sides took their positions on the pitch.

Li Kang felt a warmth rising from the soles of his feet; he had to admit, Bayern's home underfloor heating system is cutting-edge.

The system notification sounded softly.

【Ding, mission triggered: Allianz King.】

【Mission briefing: This is the toughest match you've faced since joining Arsenal, a clear-thinking Bundesliga giant that will no longer tolerate your trampling!】

【Mission reward: German Legend·Dark Gold Treasure Chest.】

It's actually the difficulty of the Dark Gold Treasure Chest?

Beep!

Accompanied by the referee's whistle.

The red stands resembled a bloody maw, completely devouring the Arsenal players on the pitch.

Bayern Munich possession.

Lewandowski kicked off and passed back to Alonso.

Both formations quickly overlapped.

Smack!

Alonso directly made a long-range switch.

Above the Allianz Arena, a magnificent, elegant arc was traced.

Coman sprang forward, sprinting quickly into Arsenal's half.

"Bellerín challenged for it!"

"Their heights are almost the same... Coman has a two-centimeter edge!"

The two youngsters born after 1995 collided and fell to the ground.

The referee didn't whistle to stop play!

The ball was headed toward midfield.

The sturdy-as-an-ox Vidal and Li Kang leapt at the same time.

Dong!

A fierce collision!

The Bayern enforcer with a mohawk and a face full of bulging muscle collapsed, revealing a helpless expression at the moment he hit the ground.

This kid Li's physique is still so domineering...

"The referee still didn't blow the whistle!"

"The pace has been extremely fast right from the kickoff!"

"Look at this ball!"

"Thiago's judgment of the landing spot is spot on! Zakaria was a step late!"

"A suave reverse stop!"

At this moment, Bayern already had eight players rushing past the midfield circle!

Dominant.

The Bundesliga giants, who are not to be messed with, possess Europe's top suppressing power!

The Allianz Arena instantly erupted with a cheer like a landslide and tsunami.

The ball's passing speed on the grass pitch is very fast.

Just like steel wires.

Frenzied strangling.

Arsenal's overall formation quickly retreated, only able to disrupt Bayern's attacking routes, and could not perfectly intercept the ball.

The scene became: Arsenal players disrupting the opponent's passes... then a Bayern player controlled the ball... continuing wave after wave of surge like a tide.

One of Ancelotti's tasks upon arriving at Bayern is to complete the squad's new‑old rotation, but he did not completely discard the dense rotation left by his predecessor.

"Too fierce!"

"If they keep playing like this, Arsenal might not be able to win the ball."

"The individual strength of these Bayern players is too strong."

"Beautiful! Thiago!"

"A violin‑style stop!"

During this historical period, many marketing accounts questioned: Ancelotti and Pirlo's 'midfield‑back' was just hype, and that so‑and‑so was also pushed back.

In fact.

Whether it's their tactical influence on world football or the collective and individual honors they earned back then, none should be questioned.

UEFA has designated: the 19 people who changed football history.

Pirlo exists as the tactical anchor of the twenty‑first century, and was selected as such.

Tonight.

Ancelotti, amid external doubts, made an interesting reform: moving the defensive midfielder forward.

Live broadcast room.

-【After Thiago moved forward from the defensive midfield position, his power is truly endless!】

-【His stop is polished, his through‑ball imaginative, but his long‑range transfer is a bit lacking!】

-【Genetics, Thiago's dad was already handsome when he played in the 1994 World Cup.】

-【When Thiago played as a defensive midfielder, he was too flashy and prone to mistakes; after moving forward, he's like a different person!】

-【I'm convinced, Arsenal gets beaten down every time they meet Bayern!】

Time passes quickly.

Bayern earned a left‑side corner kick opportunity.

Both sides' players quickly gathered in the penalty area.

Coman didn't loft the ball; instead he slipped it to Thiago in the thirty‑meter zone!

The latter once again showed imagination.

A flick with the right foot!

The ball lifted off the ground and plunged straight into the penalty area!

"A long‑distance flicked pass to the far post!"

"Lai Wan!"

"Maguire!"

Amidst a chorus of gasps, the ball was cleared out.

Lai Wan is a bit glum.

He was primed to strike, but a strange big‑headed centre‑back doused his ardor... it was the strong desire for a finishing shot.

The ball fell into Arsenal's thirty‑meter zone.

Once again, Thiago brought the ball under control.

Xhaka could do nothing.

His opponent was a La Masia youth academy prodigy, the son of a Samba football star...

Bayern's formation also regained its attacking width at this moment.

Arsenal is about to face the Bundesliga giants' trampling again!

"Within just ten minutes of kickoff, Bayern had completely suppressed Arsenal!"

"I feel they're about to score... huh?"

On the sidelines.

Ancelotti slowly chewed his gum.

Suddenly his brow rose!

His expression was astonished.

Thiago shook off Xhaka and delivered a concealed, imaginative arcing loft pass.

The Bundesliga giant lifted one foot.

Coman was waiting in the penalty area, while Lai Wan and Robben helped draw most of the defensive attention.

Bayern fans excitedly clenched their fists.

Immediately after.

Something happened that they never expected.

The ball, while rising... was cut off by the soaring Li Kang!

It was an interception.

Not a clearance.

The ball had its force taken off, and after landing it obediently stuck to the left foot of Arsenal number 10.

At the critical moment, Li Kang bore the trampling of the Bundesliga giant!

Thiago looked bewildered: How was the finishing line discovered?

His lofted pass's force was fine.

The attacking organization also didn't carry a trace of La Masia.

Ceich exhaled in relief; if the match weren't still ongoing, he'd really want to go up and kiss Li.

VIP box.

Beckenbauer's face flushed, his breathing rapid, his fists already clenched, he excitedly punched the armrest.

"Like me!"

The surrounding German legends had stiff expressions.

On the green field.

The shadows of Nesta and Bobby Moore drifted away with the wind.

A tender whinny.

Mönchengladbach's young beast struggled out, cheering and leaping.

Li Kang did not directly start.

He sent a through pass before Vidal and Alaba could get into position for defensive support.

Immediately, his whole body began to surge forward.

"Beautiful!"

"The penetrating power is too strong!"

"The director is very experienced, he lengthened the shot!"

"Li Kang's sprint speed after passing... is unbelievable!"

The Arsenal number 10 jersey fluttered in the wind.

In the field of vision, the black little colt, its white mane also fluttering in the wind.

With each step taken.

His physique swelled a bit.

Speed kept increasing!

Mönchengladbach's totem, facing Bayern, showed its bloodline instinct!

Near the midfield circle.

Morata stopped the ball.

Could not directly charge.

Bayern's high defensive line still had three people: Kimmich, Boateng, Benatia.

Kimmich fiercely challenged.

Boateng and Benatia stood ready.

One versus three?

It's one versus four!

There's also goalkeeper Neuer!

Even so, Morata still made a slick dribble, shaking off the young Kimmich.

"One person can't handle it."

"Benatia can be said to be the most suitable defender for the high defensive line!"

"Bayern's preparations are very thorough!"

"Morata's ball will be lost..."

"Walcott has come over to support, pass quickly!"

No pass was given to Walcott.

It seems they have a tacit understanding.

Morata fiercely swept the ball toward the left flank's empty space!

Why pass there?

Li has come!

The Allianz Arena, at this moment, burst out in amazement.

The speed of Arsenal number 10 did not slacken in the slightest.

The left foot then pushed forward.

Begin to burst forward!

The huge phantom of the little colt also rose with a white gleam!

【Bond: When on the field together with Xhaka, Mönchengladbach's phantom beast's duration increases by 20%!】

Boateng and Benatia are under great pressure.

The two are fast, and their prediction of Li Kang's charging route is also very accurate.

Can they stop it?

Bayern's center-back seemed to see a monster charging toward him!

That kid simply has no intention of changing direction!

Its momentum is unstoppable.

It sweeps everything aside.

If he puts on a Bairen jersey, isn't he the football emperor of this era?

As a world‑class defender.

Boateng and Beinadiya would not easily commit a foul in such a situation.

But at this moment, the two defenders' defensive thinking is unusually uniform.

Don't foul, you can't stop this kid!

If you play mind games and battle for balance with him, you'll get crushed like before.

At the same time.

Nuoyiner is a little bit nervous.

He had already positioned himself on the path of turning and retreating.

He doesn't understand.

He doesn't understand why Li Kang shows such terrifying deterrence when facing Bairen!

The 30‑meter area.

Boateng and Beinadiya blocked in front of Asenna's number 10.

No interception or tackle.

Instead, he stretched out his big black hand and grabbed at the opponent's jersey hem.

Pulling and tugging!

Tactical foul!

Wow... can't hold onto it!

We've once again witnessed the quality of Puma jerseys!

Hiss!

The jersey ripped!

Boateng's expression was shocked, and a piece of cloth appeared in his palm.

Benatia, trying to wrap his arms around the waist, seemed to have endured the impact of a giant beast!

The terrifying sound transmitted by the close‑range audio equipment!

Moluoge star was completely overturned onto the ground!

Too scary!

One‑on‑one!

Li Kang! He broke through the Bundesliga overlord's defense!

Anqieluodi's gaze was dazed.

Wenge opened his mouth wide.

Happiness sometimes comes just that suddenly.

Nuoyiner, who had retreated into the penalty area, dared not come out.

Goalkeeper?

One‑on‑one with Li?

I've been schooled by reality several times!

No problem.

Bairen's goalkeeper has no weaknesses.

As long as he stays in the penalty area.

Even if Li Kang unleashes an earth‑shattering explosive shot!

Nuoyiner also has confidence to block it!

The phantom of a young colt raised its forehooves high.

Li Kang eased his speed.

He swung his arm.

He kicked.

The earth‑shaking boom made the blood of over 70,000 spectators at the Anlian Jingjichang boil.

The football howled as it slammed toward Bairen's goal!

Nuoyiner's reaction was quick, his body leaning to the left.

Such a straight‑line heavy cannonball can't knock him down!

In an instant.

A terrifying scene occurred!

The football curved!

It traced an 'S' in midair!

S‑arc!

The Bairen goalkeeper, having completed only half of his save motion, had no time to adjust his center of gravity.

He could only watch helplessly as the football slammed into the goal!

Suffocation!

Nuoyiner once again felt the despair brought by Li Kang!

Lifelong enemy.

0:1!

!

"Unbelievable!"

"Did the football just make a turn? Or two turns?"

"A goal that defies the laws of physics!"

"Too scary!"

"An astonishing S-curve!"

"Unpredictable!"

"Li Kang... has once again conquered the Allianz Arena!"

"Morata's century assist!"

"Breaking the deadlock! Arsenal have taken the lead!"

Live broadcast room.

The director replays the goal from various angles.

-【Li Mingdeng... no, it's Li Menxing!】

-【Awesome!】

-【The S-curve isn't hard; I can do it too—lean the body, shift the weight back, kick the ball's lower-middle with the instep, and swing the shin fast... but little Li is a professional player, so the arc is more exaggerated.】

-【Arsenal's counterattack is just like the style when Wenger first started coaching...】

-【Morata's pass is very imaginative, the timing is just right—did he grow eyes on his back?】

-【Isn't Li Kang fast?】

-【The commentator had been praising Tiago all along... but Arsenal seized the counterattack opportunity on him.】

-【Looking for the psychological shadow area of Nuoyiner.】

-【Puma's stuff can't be bought, the quality is too poor.】

-【Li Kang didn't just break Bayern's goal; he also got Boateng and Benatia a yellow card...】

The phantom of a little horse circled beneath Arsenal's number 10's feet, content.

Li Kang suddenly felt a chill down his back.

He turned his head to look.

His jersey was torn in a large section.

His teammates also piled on at that moment, wildly ruffling his hair.

The arrogant Champions League nemesis was just knocked senseless!

"I thought it would be like last time again..."

"Li, you're amazing!"

"On the stands, the Arsenal fans traveling with the team were also immersed in joy: the two-hundred-million-euro man will lead the Gunners to defeat the Bundesliga giants! The Bundesliga giants that have repeatedly trampled the armory!"