Chapter 516: Dual No. 4 Position (Daily Transition)

"The Sky-Shattering Echo at the pinnacle of Europe."

"A superb goal, priceless."

"Overbearing physique, terrifying leaping ability, heaven-defying hang time, and unfathomable bodily flexibility."

"Superstar!!!"

"Diego Costa's cross assisted, Li Kang delivered the decisive blow, Chelsea broke the deadlock!"

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Duan Xuan and He Wei were so excited they were incoherent.

The final, with an early goal, was exhilarating to commentate on.

Such a visually explosive star is practically a ratings guarantee, a hot topic with lasting staying power.

The livestream.

It exploded!

A riot of colors, dense as can be, the barrage of comments went crazy and filled the screen.

【The deep-blue behemoth from Stamford Bridge today trampled the Galacticos at the pinnacle of Europe.】

【The annual football spring gala, Li Mingdeng vs. the Galaxy Stars!】

【My first 15-minute over 0.5 came alive, thanks to Li Kang, a lifelong fan!】

【Li Mingdeng's head-on solo advance left Real Madrid's midfield passive between pressing and dropping back, prying open the midfield barrier, allowing Diego Costa to directly face Real Madrid's back line!】

【If the striker were swapped for Morata, there would likely be a direct one-on-one chance.】

【No, if Morata were to clash head-on with Ramos twice in a row, he wouldn't win.】

【If the striker were Morata, Li Mingdeng wouldn't be digging into the opponent's 'two lines' to play like this.】

Olympic Stadium.

Chelsea fans from all over the world shouted in unison.

Lee!!!

Lee!!!

KeeptheBlueFlagFlyingHigh!!!

So happy.

The Chelsea fans are so happy this season.

The triple crown is within reach.

The camera at the close-up position trembled slightly under the mighty sound wave.

Diego Costa excitedly pulled Li Kang, and together they rushed toward the corner flag area.

Chelsea teammates swarmed over, one after another!

They never imagined the goal would come so easily.

Not far away.

The Real Madrid stars had mixed feelings.

Isco gazed at Li Kang's back, his eyes shining.

Navas wore a gloomy expression.

Modric brushed back his blond hair, his brain racing; he is a top-tier midfielder capable of adjusting his role and adapting to system changes based on match frequency and intensity, and he immediately began gesturing to the back line to communicate.

C Ronaldo strove to hide his anger, neither mocking his own goalkeeper's save posture as before nor blaming teammates.

His steadfast gaze revealed his endurance.

VIP box.

Cruyff was full of vigor, about to prop himself up to say something.

Li

Suddenly he was interrupted.

Beckenbauer adjusted his wire-rimmed glasses and said, "Modric is truly extremely similar to you in your youth—that level of focus on the game, unwillingness to lose, and extraordinary talent—even against an opponent like Li, he would not easily give up."

"Having lost the positional advantage one second ago, the next second he immediately readjusted his center of gravity and frantically gave chase."

The assorted legendary old-timers nodded in agreement, expressing their approval.

Cruyff's face flushed as he tried to say something, but his weak voice was quickly drowned out by a barrage of compliments.

The sidelines.

Tuchel and Dino embraced excitedly.

Morata and the bench teammates excitedly rushed to the sidelines.

The young coaching staff, having just reached the pinnacle of Europe, couldn't instantly digest the joy of leading.

"'Boss, our tactical deployment.'"

"'Don't worry about these details!'"

The other side.

Zidane had one hand in his pocket and the other glumly rubbing his bald head.

He is very smart, with high football IQ, but his initial deployment was a bit presumptuous, similar to: 'Whatever I can do on the pitch, Isco can definitely do as well.'

In that opening attack where the Galacticos seized the initiative, if Isco were swapped for Zidane himself, it would very likely have turned into a goal.

Assistant coach Betoni gestured to the players.

The game restarted from the center circle.

Benzema kicked off and passed back to Varane.

The ball rolled quickly across the grass.

Real Madrid's self-initiated attack this time is very aggressive!

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The left flank formed an attacking unit.

Watch Cristiano Ronaldo's movement—what is top-tier off-the-ball awareness!

His every move left Chelsea's defense unable to look away!

Top-tier spatial understanding!

The helmsman of the Galactic Battleship!

He is the attacking soul of Real Madrid!

Steadfast eyes!

Number one in off-the-ball technique!

Nice! Marcelo got past Fabregas!

Modric's touch created a killing chance!

Cristiano Ronaldo!

Cristiano! Divine movement!

Oh no, he's been blocked by Rudiger's positioning!

Kante poked the ball away!

Duan Xuan spoke anxiously.

He Wei interjected in time, adding praise for Marcelo and Modric.

Kante grew smarter, not rushing to launch a transition attack but instead passing the ball to Li Kang.

Exactly.

This is the optimal solution under clear thinking.

Xiao Heidan constantly observed Li Kang's positioning throughout the match.

Li Kang stopped the ball.

A system prompt sounded in his ear.

【Blue Bond Upgrade: La Masia·Double Four Position Lv3→Lv4!】

【Bond Effect: Your and Fabregas's field control thinking will be more unified in most situations.】

【Effect only activates when both are on the field together.】

Li Kang touched the ball!

Pass to Fabregas!

【Cthulhu Triangle, soon to reappear atop Europe!】

【La Masia, double four position!】

The match tempo slowed.

Chelsea's formation began rotating.

Li Kang held a deep midfield role, becoming the pivot of the 'big triangle'.

Fabregas, with the advancing Rudiger and William, formed a 'small triangle'.

Diego Costa moved laterally toward the ball side, forming another triangle.

The football's passing lanes seemed to draw geometric models.

Local triangles were born.

Local triangles disappeared.

Throughout the season, Tuchel's emphasized small-ball model, obstacle simulation, and double four-position integration finally bore fruit.

Seeing this, Real Madrid's home fans suddenly felt a sense of déjà vu.

Like Barça's Dream Three?

No.

Like Barça's Dream Two?

Neither.

It seems like an improved version of the original Cthulhu system.

That's not right either.

The original Cthulhu system didn't even have two Guardiolas!

A gentle breeze from the east bank of the Dnieper River lightly swept over the Olympic Stadium, leaving neutral fans drowsy.

The livestream room.

【What the heck? After taking the lead, they're playing a health-preserving style?】

【Hypnotic!】

【These few passes are still pretty slick!】

【Chelsea's midfield plays around Li Kang.】

【Positioning, passing, receiving, dribbling, field control! Li Mingdeng is simply.】

【Fifty-three years ago, Reynolds never imagined his proposed tactical philosophy would evolve to this extent.】

【Michels, who drove football's third tactical revolution, sadly didn't get to see this.】

【Praying for Cruyff's psychological shadow area: two La Masia number fours, at Chelsea!】

【All-out attack-defense orthodoxy bears fruit for the Blues.】

【Don't panic, Real Madrid has plenty of experience against possession teams; being down by one goal is nothing—they can launch a transition attack and overturn the score in minutes.】

Match time ticked by second by second.

C Luo felt like a wandering girl.

Constantly toyed with by Chelsea's midfield and defense.

He kept shuttling back and forth, pressing to win the ball.

Exerting all his effort to disrupt the opponent's passing lanes.

It was useless.

But C Luo's eyes had turned red from running.

Regardless of stamina, keep pressing!

His gaze grew ever more resolute.

Even if I'm the only one left, I have to... damn, where are my teammates!

The teammates around him had already fallen back to defend.

The Galactic Battleship as a whole came up with the optimal solution: low defensive positioning.

After going around, they still failed to win the ball.

C Luo stopped, panting, and made an exaggerated gesture toward his defensive teammates.

Zidane frowned, raising his hand to signal C Luo to return!

Facing a possession-based style.

The Galactic Battleship returning to low defensive positioning is the best solution!