Chapter 95: Tuchel's Magic 2

Time flies.

In the blink of an eye, it's Bundesliga match day again.

During this period, after finishing training each day, Li Kang would hold a football and practice the Cruyff turn in the dormitory living room.

Why the living room?

Because Cruyff said in an interview that the most suitable place to practice is the living room, where all furniture becomes your opponent.

In conjunction with the flexibility brought by the "Sky-Shattering Echo" module.

His left foot gradually became able to perform this move easily.

As for transferring to the Premier League, he won't consider it before Leverkusen exits the Champions League.

Leverkusen treats him well.

It has nothing to do with loyalty.

Without Wo Le Er and Tuop's constant support, he might have been discarded, working part-time in the La Masia cafeteria to earn money while playing in community football leagues... grinding the "Black Iron Treasure Chest".

"I've played in the community league for 50 years; when I come out of retirement, I'll compete in the Champions League U70!"

Even if it's a winter transfer, according to UEFA rules, he cannot represent his new club in the Champions League.

Dortmund training ground.

The players split into two groups, active across half the pitch.

They are conducting a special training method: "Salidalavopiana"!

The ball sticks to the grass, constantly shuttling laterally back and forth!

Attacking players constantly swap positions diagonally, making diagonal runs, stretching depth, and hitting the wall.

Defending players constantly shorten the distance through running.

"Attacking side, pay attention to lateral movement!"

"Defending side, increase the intensity of compressing space!"

Tuchel constantly shouted from the sidelines.

Since taking charge of Dortmund, he has led the team to a proud record of seven consecutive Bundesliga wins! In the last five matches, they've been firing on all cylinders! Scoring 21 goals!

They have conceded only three goals defensively!

These two most intuitive statistics show: Dortmund this season has the strength to compete with Bayern for the title!

Tuchel is still dissatisfied, feeling the players still fail to meet his expectations!

Assistant coach reminded: "Boss, should we stop here? Time's about up!"

Dortmund head coach nodded.

He dislikes traditional endurance drills.

He prefers to think of shrinking space! Then conduct high-intensity tactical training.

Cruyff was the first-generation proponent of spatial theory!

Van Gaal is the second generation.

Guardiola is the third generation.

Tuchel is the fourth generation.

The previous three generations have already achieved the feat of winning the Champions League!

All that's left is waiting for Tuchel!

Li Kang and his Leverkusen teammates took the club bus.

They arrived at Germany's seventh-largest city.

Dortmund!

When the bus stopped at a red light near the Westfalenstadion streets.

Many Yellow Jackets fans along the roadside shouted wildly:

"Kramer!

!"

"Kramer!

!"

"Kramer!

!"

Havertz looked puzzled: "Why are Dortmund fans Kramer's fans?"

Captain Bender laughed: "Last season Kramer fired a stunning volley from midfield that hit his own net, helping Dortmund escape the relegation zone; if he had scored in the opponent's goal, he would surely have won the Puskás Award..."

Kramer's expression was awkward: "Don't mention that embarrassing thing..."

Ginter interjected: "Dortmund has written him into the club's history!"

Everyone laughed heartily.

The atmosphere was joyful.

Westfalenstadion, for Leverkusen, is not particularly intimidating.

Dortmund's squad also contains many childhood friends from their youth academy days.

Not many.

Almost all...

In recent training, Tuopu Laotou kept dragging a large speaker, playing Dortmund's tens of thousands of fans' cheering audio.

The Leverkusen bus slowly entered Westfalenstadion.

Tuopu Laotou stepped off the bus, muttering:

Look at their stadium! Germany's pride! And our Bayer Arena can only hold over twenty thousand fans! If we break into the Champions League semifinals and the club still has no expansion plan... I'll go coach the national team!

Dino spoke firmly: "Boss! Wherever you go, I'll go!"

The master and disciple arrived excitedly at the pre-match press conference.

The magnesium lights kept flashing.

Tuchel stood up and gave a polite greeting.

The media reporters were eager to try.

"Mr. Tuop! Lewokusen conquered Old Trafford! They took Nou Camp! Can you take Westfalen tonight?"

"Which stadium do you think puts more pressure on the players?"

Tuopu Laotou furrowed his brow: "Bayer Arena!"

He adjusted his collar: "Tuchel is better than Enrique! Full of passion and talent! Dortmund is tougher to handle than Barça, the upcoming match will become difficult, he should go to a higher stage to show his skills, he will become a new-generation master coach!"

Tuchel's smile stiffened.

Dortmund club's upper management constantly fought, and he was also drawn into it.

Furthermore, his tactical system weakened the core status of some players.

Even with astonishing results, his days were often filled with uncertainty.

"Mr. Tuchel, you led Dortmund to achieve the feat of winning the Europa League and nine consecutive Bundesliga victories! Tonight, are you confident of defeating the strong Lewokusen?"

Tuchel hesitated a moment, then said: "We still can't figure out Lewokusen's tactical system; their formation changes too frequently in past matches, but no team can easily leave Westfalen unscathed!"

"Tonight will be a feast of Bundesliga football!"

Westfalenstadion.

Over eighty-three thousand fans gathered at the scene.

South stand, Europe's largest single-sided stand!

An extremely moving scene appeared!

That was a terrifying yellow wave!

A skull wearing a crown gradually appeared before the world!

Devil's home ground!

"CTV5! CTV5! Good evening, viewers!"

"Welcome to watching the eighth round of the 2015/16 Bundesliga season!"

"Dortmund hosts Lewokusen at home!"

"This round's most anticipated Bundesliga showdown!"

"A clash of titans!"

"An all-out attacking battle!"

"I am the commentator for this match, Duan Xuan!"

"I am He Wei!"

Player tunnel.

Players from both sides warmly greeted each other.

Li Kang was dazed, his mind switched to God's perspective, constantly reviewing Dortmund's recent match footage.

He somewhat couldn't understand Tuchel's tactics.

Even Coach Bertolini said: "The sample size is too small; at Dortmund he seems to have temporarily abandoned research on the three-center-back system, leaving only a framework; the most terrifying thing is his in-game command ability... top-notch! He could very well be the best in-game commander on Earth!"

Such an opponent is many, many times more frightening than Enrique.

His tactics do not revolve around core players, but rather have players integrate into his tactical system.

Perhaps the only weakness is: all Dortmund's midfield and forward players are right-footed, their offensive progression mostly limited to the left flank area.

The lineup began to move.

The referee squad led both teams' players out of the tunnel.

The magnificent devil's home ground instantly erupted with a terrifying momentum.

The white hot air balloon printed with the Bundesliga logo, like a panicked small beast, madly fled from the ferocious maw.

The system prompt sounded softly.

【Ding, special mission triggered: War of Inheritance!】

【Mission briefing: You thought your opponent was only Dortmund? Defeat that man who initially glimpsed spatial laws from the all-out attack-defense system! He possesses "magic"; he is your true opponent!】

【Mission reward:???】