Chapter 471: Blue Army vs Gunners (Daily Transition)

Time is like the ticking of a clock's pendulum—you can hear it, but you can't stop it.

In the blink of an eye.

Premier League match day has arrived.

Stamford Bridge is no longer a quiet library; its average attendance reaches 99.78%, second only to West Ham United's home ground, the London Bowl.

"Lee!!!"

"Lee!!!"

"What are you yelling about? Li is resting today due to rotation!"

The die-hard fans in the north stand were wildly shouting Li Kang's name, a cacophony.

Blue flags fluttered in the wind.

This area is also called the Matthew Harding Stand.

It is to commemorate the club executive Matthew Harding, who died in the 1996 air crash.

In 2006, after Chelsea retained the Premier League title, Mourinho threw the championship medal onto this stand to thank the fans' support.

Li Kang was in casual clothes, sitting in the stand with several starting teammates.

Diego Costa, taking advantage of Eden Hazard's inattention, secretly lifted the latter's trouser leg.

Eden Hazard quickly pulled his foot back and punched him.

Chelsea's star striker has a well-known quirk: he likes to pluck other people's leg hair.

Rüdiger was a bit worried: 'This match is a bit dicey.'

Cahill waved his hand: 'Relax, we need to trust Morata; that kid has had plenty of rest and is in hot form.'

Li Kang nodded in agreement.

The system notification sounded softly.

【Ding, mission triggered: Blue Army vs Gunners.】

【Mission briefing: Both sides have made roster rotations, preparing for the second leg of the Champions League! But this match is destined not to be dull; a group of excellent players will prove themselves on the Premier League pitch, Tuchel vs Enrique, Blue Army vs Gunners, a clash of top coaches, a battle for the summit, a showdown at the Forbidden City's peak!】

【Mission reward: Arsenal Legend's Black Iron Treasure Chest.】

Li Kang: '.'

How could it possibly be black iron?

Is the difficulty comparable to facing a League One team in the FA Cup?

When he saw the starting lineup displayed on the LED screen in mid-air, he still didn't understand.

Buffon suddenly reached out and rubbed Li Kang's head, smiling: 'Don't overthink it; as a spectator, you should enjoy the match properly.'

Kante quickly chimed in.

Fabregas wasn't sitting with the crowd; he was accompanying his wife, who is 12 years older than him, and his stepdaughter, who is 12 years younger than him, in the VIP box.

Chelsea fans in front of the TV saw a crowd of starters gathering in the stand and instantly felt chilled.

"CTV5! CTV5! Good evening, viewers."

"We are now live broadcasting the Premier League's marquee matchup."

"Chelsea hosts Arsenal at home."

"Both teams are undergoing harsh and grueling multi-front campaigns; this match sees extensive rotation for both sides."

"Next, we'll introduce both sides' starting lineups."

"Chelsea lines up in a 3-4-3 formation!"

"Goalkeeper: Caballero."

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"Arsenal lines up in a 4-3-3 formation!"

"Goalkeeper: Martínez."

"Fans likely remember this Argentine goalkeeper mostly from that 7-5 goal fest!"

The referee corps led both teams' players onto the pitch.

Stamford Bridge instantly erupted with a wave of cheers.

Martínez provocatively stared at Morata, making a strange gesture with both hands.

Morata glanced at it and ignored it.

That's understandable.

Players nurtured by Argentina's domestic youth system, upon stepping onto the pitch, mostly exhibit this style—not all, but 'the majority'.

It's the influence of the environment.

It's not necessarily malicious; more often it's a tactic to disturb the opponent's emotions.

Let's give an example.

Brazil U-20 vs Argentina U-20.

It was just a Brazilian youngster saying, 'We want to win the championship.'

The Argentine youngsters took it as a provocation and subsequently brawled with that Brazilian youngster.

Such is the style.

The Argentine women's team also often gets into fights, with several people ending up in the hospital at the drop of a hat.

The livestream.

【Chelsea is doomed; Martínez is Argentina's genius goalkeeper and will surely shut down Morata.】

【7-5, 6-2, 4-0, 0-7: Thanks to Wednesday, Rotherham, and Wolves, this genius goalkeeper is praised.】

【He is better suited to low-block defensive teams, with a small coverage range and poor ball-playing ability, making him unsuitable for Enrique's high defensive line this season.】

Let me say a fair word: this young player doesn't have many chances to play for Arsenal; the teams he's been loaned to mostly play a low-block defensive style, and it's the tactical environment that has shaped him into this type of goalkeeper—his ability is already quite good, so there's no need to demand too much.

Changes in the defensive focus of a formation have a profound impact on a goalkeeper's development.

He suffered from the club's tactical changes.

Ajax's documentary; the youth coach asked the young goalkeeper to watch the long-pass highlights of Alisson, Neuer, Ederson, and Courtois.

Tuchel gave Dino the on-field command authority for this match.

The assistant coach stood in the technical area, feeling excited.

He likes reading biographies of famous coaches; at this moment he couldn't help comparing himself to Mourinho and Tuchel to Van Gaal.

The media reporters were a bit dumbfounded: the expected Tuchel vs. Enrique clash of famous coaches turned out to have an assistant coach in charge?

Elsewhere.

Enrique was calm and confident.

A depleted Chelsea, in his eyes, was just a dish.

Accompanied by a whistle from the main referee.

The match officially began.

Arsenal had possession.

Giroud kicked off and passed back to Xhaka.

The ball rolled quickly on the grass.

The Gunners' overall formation quickly pushed forward.

"Enrique wants to grab an early start."

"The overall defensive focus is very far forward."

"The starting centre-back Koscielny is injured—this is a major liability."

"From Martinez's positioning, he seems not to fit well with a high defensive line."

Dino waved his arms wildly, commanding the Blue Army's midfield and forward players to press aggressively.

Not afraid of being broken through.

Arsenal's back line basically has no ability to play the ball out.

In the 2017-18 Premier League season, if you want to set up a high defensive line, the goalkeeper must definitely be involved in the progression task.

Unable to participate?

Then they are destined to be mindlessly pressed by the opposition.

Martinez was a bit annoyed.

He's not stupid; he also has the ability to command a low defensive line.

But now asking him to expand his range and participate in the back‑field passing and control system is really too much for him.

How can he bear the goalkeeper's progression duty?

The opposition's Morata, William, and Pedro are like mad dogs.

"Holding's pass went wrong! This is playing with fire!"

"William wins the ball!"

"Pass it to Morata!"

"One-on-one!"

Forty‑meter zone.

After receiving the ball, Morata sped away.

Martinez quickly adjusted his position, vaguely recalling that 7‑5 year.

Absolutely, he absolutely cannot return to Argentina having achieved nothing.

Too slow.

In the blink of an eye.

Morata had already reached the thirty‑meter zone, coolly rounding the Arsenal goalkeeper.

At Stamford Bridge, the Arsenal fans traveling with the team couldn't help letting out waves of lament.

The Chelsea forward in his view was unstoppable.

"Why not shoot?"

"An open goal!"

"Beautiful!"

"The ball's in!"

"Morata brought the ball to the six‑yard box and tapped it into the empty net!"

"He broke down his former club's gate and chose not to celebrate!"

Morata raised both hands, refusing to celebrate.

Blue Army teammates took turns coming forward to hug him.

Elsewhere.

Martinez sat slumped on the turf, constantly complaining that Arsenal didn't give him chances, even expressing dissatisfaction in front of the media.

In fact, Wenger gave him many opportunities.

Even though these years he's been on the bench or out on loan, Arsenal has borne all his wages.

Even though these years he's been on the bench or out on loan, Arsenal has borne all his wages.

Weekly wages start at 20,000 pounds.

They increase year by year.

If you work out this bill, selling it later for less than 20 million euros would be a loss-making deal.

Huo'erding looked guilty, raised their hand to signal an apology to their teammates.

Enrike stood on the sidelines, shouting loudly, pointing out the players' positioning issues in the high defensive line.

Dino did not celebrate for too long.

He turned and ran toward Tuheer, asking.

"Boss, what's next."

"Don't ask me, you have to believe in yourself."

Dino couldn't help but shudder.

Isn't this just the master-apprentice dialogue Muliniao and Fanjia'er had back then?

On the stands.

Azha'er and Diebo Kesita cheered along with the home fans.

Li Kang was slightly surprised.

It's hard to explain the reward of the black iron treasure chest just through this goal.

As time went on, the match saw wave after wave of climaxes.

Minute 16.

Ai'erneini initiated an attack on the right flank, drawing Qie'erxi's defensive forces, carried the ball into the penalty area, and then passed back to Zhaka outside the box.

Zhaka lofted a pass to the front and back points in front of the goal.

Jilu leapt high.

He scored with a header.

1:1!!!

Enrike raised his arms and shouted.

Four minutes later.

Weilian surged forward, breaking through Asenna's depleted high defensive line, and sent a cross from the thirty-meter zone.

Molata again got past the goalkeeper and finished with a push shot into the empty net.

2:1!!!

No pause in the frantic end-to-end action.

Madinnesi stood behind the high defensive line.

The 7:5 scoreline was so clear, gradually he recalled the various disasters he had experienced at Xiezhousan, Luosehanmu, and Wolves.

"Heavenly King covers the earth tiger, only I am the great Jilu!"

"Twice behind, twice leveled."

"The uncompromising Gunners striker!"

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"Lamusai, the grim reaper Lamusai!"

"Three times leveling the score!"

"A rollercoaster match! Unbending Asenna!"

"Gunners, never say die."

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"Whoa! Molata again had a golden chance!"

"Peiduoluo didn't pass it over, huh."

"Or maybe he did pass it."

"A bicycle kick!"

"Molata scored with a bicycle kick!"

"King of the weak foot!"

"A hat-trick!"

The camera occasionally cut to Dino and Enrike on the sidelines.

The two commanders stood blankly in their respective technical areas.

The rollercoaster end-to-end battle had the fans roaring with delight.

Li Kang's God's perspective had long ceased to analyze.

Can't understand.

This match, with its complex situation and extremely fast pace of attack-defense transitions, really makes it hard to see the tactical battle.

The opening's extreme pressing suffocated the high defensive line, shifted the defensive weight back to relieve pressure, and contracted the defense to neutralize wing-internal cuts breaking through the ribs—all of which vanished without a trace.

Live broadcast room.

Danmu flying across.

【So awesome!】

【I declare, this is the most exciting match of the day in the five major leagues; I saw the indomitable fighting spirit on both teams!】

【This is truly the charm of football! Goals move hearts the most.】

【Supergod Molata!】

【Moying Weilian! Yaodao Peiduoluo!】

【Dajilu descended from heaven! Sishen Lamusai!】

【Don't just focus on the goal scorers; the substitute players on both sides are also awesome, Huo'erding has made up for his mistakes!】

VIP private room.

A Bu looked excited.

He couldn't help praising, "Dino, this little assistant coach, seems even more capable than Tuchel!"

The technical director, Cech, twitched at the corner of his mouth and hurriedly explained, inserting a bunch of specialized terms.

A Bu listened, utterly bewildered, and calmly said:

"I was just joking."

"I obviously saw through the match's tactical content!"

Finally.

Beep! Beep-beep~

The main referee blew the whistle for the match's end.

Chelsea 6:4 Arsenal.

Stamford Bridge, a sea of joy.

Arsenal fans never wavered, singing and encouraging the Gunners.

Morata and the old Arsenal teammates embraced one by one.

Enrique also hugged Martinez, like a kind and gentle old father, softly comforting: "It's not your problem, it's the coaching staff's defensive deployment issue. Adjust your mindset, you're the best."

"Football shouldn't be just about winning or losing; football should be a kind of enjoyment."

Judging by actions, not intentions.

This guy is indeed a famous coach when it comes to set pieces and motivating players.

Shortly after.

Post-match press conference.

Enrique once again uttered that classic saying:

"If I were to reselect the squad, I would drop one player."

"Some players' performances are really terrible, basically a pile of shit."

Gradually.

Dino became the darling of the on-site media.

People lavishly praised this assistant coach's Premier League debut.

"All Arsenal players performed excellently, they equalized the score three times."

"Forgetting their status as substitutes, their fighting spirit on the pitch won over the fans' hearts!"

Li Kang, accompanied by his assistant, returned to his residence in the Fulham district.

I don't know why.

He was somewhat looking forward to the Black Iron Chest reward, even more than the Dark Gold Chest.

What one has never possessed is always the best.

【Ding! Mission completed: Blue Army vs. Gunners.】

【Mission receipt: An exhilarating attack‑defense battle, brave Giroud, unstoppable Morata, thanking them for the goal feast!】

【Mission reward: Arsenal Legend · Black Iron Chest.】

Li Kang couldn't wait to glance at the prize pool.

The Black Iron Chest that he never managed to obtain even during his youth team days!

【Henry's smelly socks.】

【Vieira's expired sausage.】

【Wenger's broken zipper.】

【Bergkamp's disliked tuna.】

【.】

What weird rewards?

【Black Iron Chest opening, congratulations on obtaining: Wenger's notes.】

【Effect: none, because it's really just a notebook.】

A yellowed notebook appeared out of nowhere in Li Kang's hand.

He turned to the first page.

What met his eyes was a sentence: "If you want to marry Miss World, I can try to help, but if she refuses to marry you, what can I do?"

He turned another page.

"Everyone thinks his own wife is the most beautiful."

He continued flipping.

"Once you get used to caviar, it's hard to go back to eating sausages."

"Team spirit is like a flower; you must tend to it every day, or it will gradually wither."