Chapter 487: The Last Gleam of Twilight (Everyday Transition)

The next day.

The blue bus slowly entered the Cobham training base.

Fans of the united team gathered along both sides of the road.

They excitedly held up player posters and cheer banners.

Chelsea fans, who had been holding back for nearly two seasons, had some expectations for the European competition.

Dino looked out the window and said, 'Boss, we should give the supporters some feedback.'

Tuchel shook his head and reminded, 'In the upcoming schedule, we must keep the players from getting injured and spreading colds.'

The opponent in the next Premier League round is Liverpool.

The match is just four days away.

Only excellent results can be the best feedback for the fans.

After receiving the medical report, the coaching staff decided to let all players rest for a day.

Except for Li Kang and Kanté, the other players were exhausted after a high‑intensity away trip.

No problem.

The bench was deep enough, and main players such as Diego Costa, Hazard, Fabregas, William, David Luiz, etc. got sufficient rest.

After the dismissal whistle sounded.

Water Brother, Moses, and Bakayoko stayed on the pitch for extra training.

'As long as Li and Kanté are on the field, we also have a chance to get into the best lineup!'

'We've even survived Atlético Madrid's home ground; no opposing midfielder can cause us trouble!'

'My chemistry with Li is getting better and better.'

Li Kang left in a hurry, not returning to his residence but heading straight to the airport.

The Atlético Madrid match.

He consumed too much energy, especially 'bullet time'.

We must hurry to make a trip to Gelsenkirchen.

The little assistant dragged a suitcase full of handicrafts, panting as he followed behind.

The column 'Hand‑on Guide to Becoming a Ceremonial Midfielder' has been updated.

Kroos invited a special guest, Bale.

'Li's hooking V‑cannon is extremely difficult.'

'We can try to recreate it again.'

The wild wind messed up the blond hair of the Real Madrid midfielder.

He kicked from the forty‑meter zone.

The ball was like a cruise missile, precisely guided, straight into the penalty area.

Bale had his back to the goal, leapt high, and stretched his body.

Bang!

The instep perfectly struck the descending, spinning ball.

The shot's trajectory had no bounce.

The slight arc went straight to the top corner.

The barrage instantly filled the screen.

Kroos turned to face the camera and explained, 'Li's high‑difficulty hook shot made under interference in an official match is hard to replicate in training.'

Bale got up and took the phone from a staff member.

He took a look.

His mouth twitched involuntarily.

How come everyone's just posting score predictions? I tried to replicate it all morning!

Kroos hesitated a bit and said, 'I think Chelsea's attack will be more open in the second leg at Stamford Bridge.'

【Said it's as if nothing was said.】

【Teacher Tony said, big ball! The goal count won't be low.】

【I dare not predict the outcome; Chelsea still has to play Liverpool in the league, which will definitely affect the Champions League second leg state.】

【The bench is too deep, the substitutes are plentiful, Chelsea still has little pressure in the league; the only two opponents are Manchester City and Liverpool.】

【Maguire also started streaming over there, switch scene!】

Meanwhile.

'Manchester United Iron Wall·Online Teaching', Maguire invited Lukaku as a special guest.

The Belgian black egg, who has recently gained weight to two hundred catties, stared blankly at the Red Devils' central defender:

You fucking want me to imitate Li and fly up like that?

That night.

Allianz Arena, Munich.

Bayern Munich vs. Juventus.

The epic showdown is staged again.

The hegemon of the Bundesliga, Hai‑shi, unleashed a 4‑1‑4‑1 formation, like a steel torrent that flooded the marching zebra army.

It carved out space on the flanks.

The team pushed forward into the box.

Bomb more.

Juventus, after falling behind by one goal, made a miraculous adjustment: Mandzukic became a wide focal point, suppressing Alaba.

The 70-year-old Heynckes, taking charge of Bayern for the fourth time, made an even more miraculous adjustment: he substituted Alaba.

A steel torrent, surging without cease.

Anfield Stadium.

The match showed a one-sided trend.

The all-out attacking Red Arrow Trio crushed the Yellow Hornets 5-0.

Dortmund's ball distribution and front-back connection were literally torn apart by the unstoppable Liverpool.

After finally advancing into the dangerous zone, they then encountered Anfield's new signing, center-back Van Dijk.

After finally getting a chance to shoot, the spectacular save by goalkeeper Karius left people breathless.

Above Anfield Stadium floated the song 'You'll Never Walk Alone'.

No one misses Coutinho after his transfer to Barcelona.

Liverpool, which made a series of passive signings in the winter window, simplified the midfield and strengthened both ends, inadvertently advancing to the 'complete form'.

The moment the final whistle blew.

Klopp repeatedly punched the air.

But thinking that in a few days the league would face Chelsea, the excitement in his heart was quickly blown away by the night wind.

The coaching staff of the entire Premier League, after studying for most of the season, still couldn't figure out how to deal with this Chelsea.

The change in the tactical system was too great.

The live broadcast room.

Bullet comments flew across the screen.

【Congratulations to Liverpool for advancing early, the first unquestioned semifinal spot.】

【Leading by five goals at home, it is impossible to be overturned in the second leg.】

【Zha Shu is awesome!】

【Still Zha Shu? Why don't you call him Zha Die? When Klopp coached Dortmund for 12 years, he publicly insulted Chinese people; I can't understand why he still has so many sycophants!】

【The authorities back then never defined this incident as insulting China, so it doesn't count as insulting China! Moreover, Zha Shu has already apologized!】

In the blink of an eye.

Fans no longer discussed the match, but instead launched a scolding war against 'Klopp'.

Li Kang, on the way back, roughly finished watching the match replay.

The little assistant Zhang opened his mouth wide and exclaimed:

【If Chelsea could defeat Atletico Madrid and advance to the semifinals.】

【The worst possible semifinal draw would be to get Hai Clan Bayern.】

【Even if Neuer is injured, the second goalkeeper Ulreich cannot adapt to the defensive build-up system of the Bundesliga giants; this Bayern side remains terrifying.】

Li Kang thought for a moment, nodded slightly, then shook his head.

Neuer's left leg suffered a serious injury, affecting more than just the goalkeeper position.

Attention must not be diverted for now.

We haven't even advanced to the semifinals yet.

Madrid Football Association building.

Bosque watched the Chelsea versus Atletico Madrid match several times.

His beard twitched, and he laughed:

【What an outstanding group of youngsters!】

【I hope no one gets hurt in the second leg.】

【This year is Li's first time participating in the World Cup, and also my last time participating in the World Cup.】

Upon hearing these words.

Minamino's sturdy frame shuddered as he said seriously: 'Boss, after you retire, I am confident that I and Li will win even more honors!'

He still held in his hand a stack of cards printed with player names.

Bosque laughed and shook his head.

【By that time, Li's side might have only Morata left.】

The star-studded Bullfighter Corps will eventually dim.

The 2018 Russian World Cup was the last glimmer of brilliance this team could muster.