Chapter 357: Elegant and Overbearing (Daily Transition)

Bell Batotuf's highlights are very impressive.

Suave and elegant.

Distinctive personality.

Highly watchable.

Quite popular.

But if you watch his full match, you'll be so anxious you'll pound the sofa.

If placed in the 2016-17 season, this stage where the five major leagues' overall tactics are rapidly evolving, his lethargic state on the pitch would leave the team effectively playing a man down.

Especially in matches against weak opponents.

Who was the one who pushed him to the bench back then?

Welbeck.

Bell not in.

Emirates Stadium.

Ancelotti was a bit puzzled: with such a good counterattack opportunity, why did Li slow down? It couldn't be a stamina issue; maybe he's injured?

Even so, Bayern's head coach still raised his hand to remind his midfielders not to let their guard down.

Li Kang received a pass with his back to Monreal.

He tapped the ball with his heel.

The ball went around Robben and Lahm.

It came back to Monreal's feet again.

It was a slightly slow-paced one-two pass-and-move combination.

Arsenal's full-back carried the ball forward a few meters, then when he encountered Kimmich's head-on tackle, he quickly knocked the ball sideways and passed it to Li Kang, who was slowly catching up.

"The advancing speed is too slow."

"Bayern's defensive players have already gotten back into position."

"Arsenal wasted a counterattack chance... wow!"

In Li Kang's vision, the Red Devil's number 9 glowed with a white light.

The shooting attribute on the system panel changed: 89→???

Of course, it's impossible to loft the ball now.

In the match against Chelsea, he already experienced the weakness of the Bell Batotuf module.

One must not let his lethargic mood affect one's decisions.

Rather, one should absorb his running rhythm and seize the timing.

A slow pace within a fast tempo.

Time for space.

Smack!

A magnificent rainbow-like arc appeared in midair over Emirates Stadium.

Accompanied by strong inward spin.

Making Boateng dare not leave his defensive zone to challenge for the header: the landing point of such an inward-spinning arc can shift considerably.

"Precise inward-spinning arc!"

"So beautiful!"

"A masterpiece at its peak!"

"After Pirlo, among active European footballers, only Kroos, Li Kang, Calhanoglu, and Pjanic are skilled at handling such diagonal long passes!"

"Different from Alonso's outward-spinning arc."

"The inward-spinning arc has greater lateral curvature, slower speed, but makes it hard for opponents to predict its landing shift! It doesn't eat up teammates! Even Vietnamese players can comfortably receive it!"

"Walcott!"

The ball landed beside Boateng, but instead of bouncing forward, it bounced out to the flank.

Deflection!

Walcott mashed the accelerator, comfortably received the ball, and began to burst forward.

During his time at Southampton's academy, if we ignore metrics like player-ball balance, flexibility, multi-frequency acceleration, change ability, core strength, center of gravity control, physical confrontation, etc... the little tiger's speed is faster than Bell's.

Unrivaled in Europe!

"A top-notch London thoroughbred... a swift horse!"

"Under Li Kang's orchestration of this Arsenal counterattack, it's terrifying! Sometimes fast, sometimes slow!"

"Walcott is about to threaten Bayern's goal! Can he seize the chance? Hey? Why did he slow down just now?"

"Boateng's recovery speed is fast!"

"The attacker runs diagonally, while he runs straight!"

At this time, the only one who can match Boateng in recovery speed is Real Madrid's Varane.

Big strides, high frequency.

An elegant running posture.

It blew away the Arsenal fans' delight.

"Walcott has been caught by Boateng! He can't continue cutting inside."

"Bayern's center backs didn't rashly commit, but instead pushed the little tiger out to the flank!"

"He's defending with his brain, giving teammates ample time to adjust their defensive spacing!"

"Arsenal's attack this time is a shame..."

The little tiger faced Bayern's big black egg, suppressing the desire to break through...

Couldn't break through.

Cannot easily lose attacking possession.

Pa!

Pass back!

Bei Lailin caught up!

The Bundesliga giant's defensive reaction was swift, not continuing to contract inward but quickly moving forward!

Bei Lailin actually doesn't like switching attacking phases.

Every graduate of La Masia's youth academy likes to use passing and control to suppress the opponent's independent attacking phase.

When playing games, everyone likes to play heroes who can unleash a big move first to start team fights, and dislikes playing counter.

Ignored Sanchez's gesture for the ball!

He saw Li Kang appearing in the middle, slowly approaching the opponent's penalty area.

Instinctively he passed the ball over!

"Li Kang's appearance came at just the right time!"

"Too slow."

"Bayern players didn't even have time to close-mark!"

"Bei Lailin lives up to being a masterpiece of La Masia's youth academy; his low, diagonal pass has strong penetration!"

Neuer suddenly realized something was wrong.

He had an ominous premonition!

He was about to adjust his positioning to get closer to the goal.

Too late.

He saw the swing amplitude of Li Kang's right foot...

"No trapping!"

"Chip the goal!"

"Wow!"

Li Kang's shooting motion completely overlapped with the phantom of the Red Devils' number 9.

Leisurely stroll.

Small leg swing.

Kick.

The moment of ball contact.

The close-range audio equipment picked up no sound.

The football floated up lightly... even its trajectory exuded a lazy air.

An elegant big arc, hiding lethal intent.

During Hummels' turn, he could only watch helplessly as the ball arced over his head!

Time seemed to slow down as the ball floated in an uncertain arc.

Tens of thousands of spectators at the scene couldn't help but widen their eyes.

Neuer leapt high!

His orange-red gloves, however, failed to touch the falling ball!

Despairing thoughts quickly spread through his body.

Rather than encountering Li Kang, the Bayern goalkeeper would prefer that all his Bundesliga opponents this season be Mönchengladbach!

Bang!

The sound of the football hitting the crossbar.

It pulled the hearts of Bayern fans and Neuer back from the brink!

"Ah!"

"Crossbar!"

"This ball didn't go in... what a pity!"

In Li Kang's vision, the phantom of Berbatov looked somewhat embarrassed, then gradually faded.

The shooting attribute in the system panel also returned to normal → 89.

Just as the Bundesliga giant was about to breathe a sigh of relief.

Then something unexpected happened!

The ball didn't fly out of bounds, but bounced back!

It hadn't yet landed.

A tall figure appeared on camera.

That handsome, striking face fiercely headed the ball!

Morata!

A powerful header!

Neuer's pupils contracted, and his body instantly stretched to its limit!

His orange-red gloves touched that black shadow!

Yet it still couldn't change the outcome!

1-0!

!

In an instant, the whole stadium erupted.

Hummels raised his hand to signal offside, but the assistant referee didn't raise the flag.

The referee signaled that the goal was valid.

The atmosphere at the Emirates Stadium was also ignited at this moment.

"Beautiful!"

"The ball went in!"

"Morata!"

"No offside!"

"Goal valid!"

"Morata, who grows stronger against stronger opponents!"

"The domineering duo's header scores!"

"The supreme air king displays godly power!"

"He should get insurance for his head!"

"Li Kang's elegant assist! A beautiful arc unleashes killing intent!"

"The two Gunners, sharing telepathic understanding and blending hardness and softness, executed a superb combination that overturned the Bundesliga giants!"

"They helped Arsenal secure a huge advantage for advancement!"

"The arsenal bearing glory and dreams is unstoppable!"