Chapter 363

UEFA faced criticism from all sides; this year's Champions League semi-finals were not made too extravagant.

Player representatives did not need to go to Nyon.

The organizers claimed they would compress the draw ceremony to within 20 minutes.

North London

Li Kang and his teammates sat in the living room, anxiously staring at the TV, waiting for the draw results to be revealed.

Pedro Panto has gotten so fat? The ceremony doesn't have a female host?

Nedved, my idol!

Butragueno, how does he look like Allegri when wearing a suit?

Nonsense, his nickname is the vulture! Allegri is also a bit bald.

This joke isn't funny at all.

Not much small talk.

The procedure of the draw ceremony is very simple.

Without further ado, they started the draw.

Welsh legendary star Ian Rush began to toss the ball.

Real Madrid!

Atlético Madrid!

The first matchup result is out, it's a Madrid derby!

Zidane and Simeone had grim faces.

Both head coaches seem not very satisfied with this result: another civil war?

The second matchup result is obvious, but they still need to draw to decide the home/away order.

Wenger smiled.

Allegri rubbed his temples.

The second matchup result is out, Arsenal vs Juventus.

Live broadcast room.

Bullet comments flew across the screen.

-【In recent years, why is every semi-final or final a Madrid derby?】

-【Atlético Madrid these years are just a breath away from the big-eared cup; I think Real Madrid will defend the Champions League and become the first team to defend the title since the Champions League reform!】

-【We must believe in the protagonist's destiny of Qi Xuan Zong!】

-【Arsenal finally made it to the Champions League semi-finals in their quest for a top-four finish; Li Mingdeng, keep it up!】

-【Facing Juventus is really troublesome, unless Manchester City brings in David Silva and Barcelona brings in Yinniesita to give to Arsenal.】

-【I announce in advance that the Champions League final matchup will be: Real Madrid vs Juventus!】

-【Look at the championship odds: Real Madrid 2.65, Juventus 2.95, Atlético Madrid 3.15, Arsenal 5.25!】

-【That's it, I'm going all-in on Arsenal with my years of saved private money; everyone remember to follow!】

North London

Sanchez's expression was grave: "In terms of style, facing Juventus is the worst outcome for us, in terms of overall rhythm..."

He hadn't finished speaking.

Welbeck and Maguire were already squatting on the carpet, gripping the game controller.

You guys...

Morata patted Sanchez on the shoulder and said, "Relax, no matter which team we face, it's the same; the opponent will likewise find us troublesome."

Li Kang nodded.

There was still a little over a month until the Champions League semi-finals kicked off.

Arsenal's top priority right now is the Premier League and the FA Cup.

Time flew by.

In the blink of an eye, it was April.

Arsenal marched on, continuing their unbeaten record.

The youth team led by Mertesacker also defeated Championship powerhouse Fulham, advancing to the FA Cup semi-finals.

Li Kang sat in the stands of Craven Farm.

A mechanical, cold electronic synth sound softly sounded.

【Ding! King of London achievement: unlock progress 5/6.】

【Undefeated opponent: Crystal Palace.】

He quickly recalled the schedule; the away match against Crystal Palace happened to be just before the second leg of the Champions League semi-finals.

The achievement of the King of Bei Lai Yin is three totems.

Could it be that the King of London's achievement is to run out six totems?

No.

If we add the Gunners Dragon, it would be seven silly, clumsy mascots.

Manchester United fans are suffering.

Mourinho's lineup integration is getting better and better, yet the Red Devils keep conceding goals for no apparent reason, too spooky.

De Gea has no way to deal with deflected goals bouncing off defenders' legs, faces, or buttocks.

From March to mid-April.

They only won one league match.

The rest were all draws, and one of them even lost to Chelsea.

Happy Beans players were also angry: all the other matches were correct, only Manchester United messed up, ruining my streak!

April 18, Premier League Matchday 29.

Mourinho led Manchester United to the Emirates Stadium.

He looked at his energetic disciples, his gaze a little bewildered: which of the teams he had coached before would have encountered so many misfortunes?

Emirates Stadium.

A sea of people, every seat filled.

The Gunner Dragon swayed its hips, dashing along the sidelines while holding the team flag.

CCTV5! CCTV5! Good evening, viewers.

Welcome to watching the 2016/17 Premier League Matchday 29!

Arsenal hosts Manchester United at home!

Next, we'll introduce the starting lineups for both sides.

Arsenal's formation here is 4-3-3!

Goalkeeper:...

Most of the main players have been rotated!

Oxlade-Chamberlain got the starting chance—you know, every time he plays 20 minutes, Arsenal has to pay Southampton £10,000, and Wenger usually uses him as a surprise substitute after 70 minutes.

Manchester United's formation is 3-5-2!

Goalkeeper: De Gea.

Defenders: Bailly, Rojo, Darmian.

Midfielders: Valencia, Herrera, Fellaini, Pogba, Ashley Young.

Forwards: Ibrahimović, Lingard!

Beep!

Accompanied by the referee's whistle.

The match officially began.

Manchester United possession.

Ibrahimović kicked off and passed back to Pogba.

The match wasn't intense; Manchester United steadily advanced with their formation, probing the depleted Arsenal defense for weaknesses.

15th minute of the match.

Pogba received a pass from Herrera, directly surged forward with acceleration, and bodily shoved aside the Arsenal youngster Iwobi who was trying to tackle.

His dark, shiny long legs swung wider and wider.

Too perfect.

Words cannot describe Manchester United's £100 million man's advancing ability!

Many media outlets call Li Kang and Pogba the 'peerless midfield duo'.

The commentator's words had just fallen.

Pogba stumbled, and the ball at his feet disappeared.

He angrily complained to the referee, but the latter ignored him.

Schweinsteiger spun around to evade the pressing Lingard and passed the ball diagonally to Li Kang.

How did the German steel little pig grow up?

In his youth, leveling up and fighting monsters, he encountered either 'Ha Bai Bu' or various legendary midfield masters.

His traits also counter Pogba's type of midfielder who likes to use his body to link dribbling moves, keep the ball at his center of gravity, and habitually flick with the inside of his foot.

Li Kang's advancing speed is faster!

Beautiful!

Marseille turn!

He shook off Herrera!

Beautiful, a one-two with youngster Saka! Got past Fellaini!

Huh?

Is he going to shoot directly from that position?

Too far from the goal! Wow!

In God's perspective.

Manchester United's three-center-back defensive deployment is perfect, but the players' contraction speed is too slow.

Like a research PhD giving a comprehensive analysis of problem-solving ideas to a group of middle schoolers... but they still can't write.

The fragmented defense exposed a huge gap.

Li Kang swung his arms against the wind.

His body leaned.

He kicked.

With the strength to lift a thousand catties!

Bang!

A horrifying ball-strike sound.

It shocked the Red Devil fans who had come from afar.

The ball was like a heavy cannon, blasting toward Manchester United's goal!

De Gea's side dive was perfect.

The anticipated shot direction was also spot on.

But the ball had already stuck to the net behind him...

It spun for two seconds before landing.

1:0!

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