What is a destructive midfielder?

Chapter 170 Thunderclaps from the blue sky, soaring into the clouds

There are two emotions permeating the green field.

Real Madrid superstars gathered in the corner flag area to celebrate.

The Leverkusen players were scattered and felt lost.

Captain Bender waved his arms and loudly encouraged his teammates: "Cheer up!"

Useless.

When the strength and performance of the encourager cannot convince everyone, it will only increase the negative emotions of the team.

Leno couldn't hold it in anymore and was about to start spraying when he saw Li Kang get into the goal, pick up the football and run back to the center circle.

far away.

Bell was stunned and looked at Marcelo: "Do you feel that this scene is a bit familiar?"

Marcelo was a little confused: "I don't think so, their defense is very problematic and there is no hope."

Under the urging of the referee, the Real Madrid players ended their celebration.

The game resumed quickly.

Courtside.

Dino asked weakly: "Boss, should we make some adjustments?"

Old Man Top waved his hand and sighed:

"There is no problem with our defensive arrangement, but the strength of the opposing players is far inferior to that of our opponents."

"As long as we can play an effective offense."

"Fuck, the ball dropped again."

The football just transitioned to the Real Madrid half.

Bellarabi hasn't stopped the ball yet.

A sturdy figure rushed towards him and with a tap of his toes, he easily completed the steal.

"Dragonfly touches the water!"

"Use the most ferocious attitude and make the gentlest actions."

"Casemiro grasps the timing of the steal very well."

"His propulsion ability is also very strong!"

Since the Ancelotti era, Real Madrid has abandoned its purely defensive midfielder.

Although Casemiro was completely defeated by Li Kang in the national team, he is now in Real Madrid, and you Li Kang don't have that group of magician teammates!

Leverkusen's midfielder quickly counterattacked.

Casemiro looks like a melee midfielder, but he is actually very delicate with his feet.

After continuous dribbling past Keesling, he sent a diagonal ball.

The football passed over the center line and accurately found Kroos, whose hair would never be messed up.

The latter did not look up to observe.

Body tilted.

Swing your legs slightly.

Sent an elegant long diagonal pass.

Leverkusen's retreating formation was penetrated again.

Marcelo seemed to be galloping on the open prairie, easily speeding up and throwing away the opponent Borges.

"It's not offside."

"It was like the football was glued to his foot."

"Single sword!"

"The flowers are coming out!"

"Another simple and efficient offensive method, which penetrated Leverkusen with just two passes!"

Van Dyke has a headache: it is impossible to repair the hole.

The speed of his retreat could not keep up with the sprint speed of the Real Madrid fullback.

Hopeless.

It's about to be broken down again.

Leno lowered his center of gravity, calculated the distance between the opponent and the goal, and struck decisively!

He had no choice but to attack.

Maybe the whole world thought he was facing Marcelo.

In fact, it can only be observed in the penalty area: Benzema and Bell also came from different directions.

If you hesitate for two more seconds.

The Leverkusen goalkeeper has to face one defense and three defenses.

"Leno's attack was a bit casual."

"Marcelo's skills with his feet are very delicate, look at it. Drift over!"

Outside the front line of the penalty area.

Marcelo was very calm, slowed down slightly, and showed off dazzling feints with his feet.

There is no sign of slumping in the shoulders.

The waist and hips kept twisting.

Leno didn't want to be fooled, but he couldn't wait for the support of his teammates and could only rely on himself!

Snapped!

The moment the two of them got close.

Marcelo stretched his upper body forward, inserted his left foot and knocked the ball to the right!

The whole place was in an uproar!

Left road links right road!

Bell's figure appeared in everyone's sight.

Empty door!

Absolutely empty!

Real Madrid fans are elated.

Leverkusen fans were in a state of shock.

Old Man Top covered his face in pain.

Dino was stunned.

"The connection between left and right!"

"Gareth Bale, he's going to kill."

The voices of Duan Xuan and He Wei stopped abruptly.

The microphone is not faulty.

On the big screen, a figure stopped Bell who was about to push the ball!

Li Kang!

Bell's figure stopped suddenly and took control of the ball first.

Psychological game?

Only Busquets would "game" at such a critical moment!

Real Madrid's giant right foot gently pushed the ball diagonally with the outside instep, bursting out with extremely strong aggression and trying to pass Leverkusen's No. 10.

too fast.

Not the incredible pace of Messi and Robben, but the extremely terrifying explosive power.

The door is broken, right in front of you!

Li Kang turned around.

In the field of vision, the shadow of the red and black soul filled the air crazily.

In the eyes of everyone present.

He used his left foot to support himself and stretched out his right foot.

An action that looks like a shovel but not a shovel.

Stopped in front of Real Madrid's super giant again!

There was a snap.

The football rolled off the line.

Bell's pupils shrank, looking confused.

In a small restricted area.

They both fell to the ground.

"Is it a penalty?"

"Ah! No problem, it's not a penalty kick!"

"Corner kick!"

With the referee's gesture, he pointed to the corner flag area.

Bernabeu, the applause is scattered.

Real Madrid fans were a bit shocked.

Leverkusen fans are excited.

Old Top slapped his forehead helplessly.

Dino said bitterly: "We only have one Li"

Live broadcast room.

The big screen replayed the whole process of this clearance.

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[Bale. Didn't score an empty goal? ]

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[Li Mingdeng has learned to be smart. He can't help defend a group of stupid teammates against Real Madrid, but rush directly to the penalty area. ]

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[Leno blocked Marcelo, Li Kang intercepted Bale! ]

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[Bale's impact in a small space is also super strong! I really can't imagine that Leo can stop him! ]

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[The two people are in a cycle of eating and being eaten alive! ]

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[The last defensive action is a little bit like Nesta's half-turn flying tackle. ]

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[Maldini said: "When I have to make a tackle, it means I have made a mistake." Li Mingdeng is just like this. The real defense should be]

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[Damn, that was the mistake made by the teammates. Li Mingdeng worked hard to defend all the way to the small penalty area. 】

On the green field.

C Ronaldo, who arrived at the top of the penalty area late, spread his hands angrily, saying that Bale, who just faced an empty goal, should pass the ball back to him!

Bale ignored him, bent his knees and stood up, and pulled Li Kang up.

"Beautiful defense!"

Li Kang nodded seriously.

All the details of the game so far were constantly reviewed from the God's perspective.

No "200 million takeoff".

No "Mourinho-style defense".

No "An-style diamond four midfielders".

Zidane only used the simplest tactics to press Leverkusen to the ground.

Psychological game?

Only when the overall level is equal and the rhythm can be controlled, can we talk about the game.

At the moment, he has no chance to breathe.

All the overall kicks require teammates to assist in passing.

It's obvious.

Leverkusen's players do not have the conditions to implement any complex tactics at the Bernabeu.

In the distance.

Kroos ran quickly to the corner flag area.

Zidane waved his hand to signal Ramos to go forward and increase the attack height!

The Real Madrid coach did not intend to give any chance.

Leading by two goals, the gap in strength has not yet been fully reflected.

Leverkusen's defense line, set-piece defense is their only remaining advantage.

Heads were shaking in the Leverkusen penalty area.

The football drew an elegant arc in the air.

"Front point!"

"Ramos!"

"Oops! The top is too straight!"

Ramos patted his forehead regretfully.

Leno jumped high and held the ball firmly with both hands.

After landing, he immediately took a run-up.

Stretch his body and lean back.

Hold the ball with one hand.

This weird action made his teammates stunned: Do we have anyone in the frontcourt?

There really is!

Li Kang!

Leverkusen's goalkeeper is like a shot putter at this time!

The Real Madrid players who were preparing to retreat suddenly realized that something passed over their heads!

A powerful hand throw?

"Too sudden!"

"Real Madrid was caught off guard!"

"It's Li Kang, he just didn't participate in the corner kick defense!"

At the top of the center circle.

Li Kang raised his foot to take the ball off.

Modric stopped him.

The overall strength gap between the two teams was too big, and the two had no chance to compete.

The Eye of Truth was filled with thick black smoke.

But he couldn't see the change in the center of gravity of Real Madrid's midfield.

"Textbook-like perfect positioning."

"Li Kang is going to lose this ball!"

"There's no point in dragging it down, Real Madrid players quickly retreated!"

"Oops!"

The essence of passing: it's the use of one's own center of gravity and the deception of the center of gravity of the defensive players.

Li Kang gently lifted his left foot.

Modric kicked decisively.

His timing of stealing and defensive prediction reached an unimaginable height.

In an instant.

The Eye of Truth caught the prey.

A sad shadow emerged in Li Kang's field of vision.

Violet Lily Baggio.

The shadows of the two under the spotlight were crushed by a "V" trajectory.

Modric stepped into the air and his smile froze.

The football went around behind him.

Li Kang also appeared behind him.

The Bernabeu was silent.

"Elegant!"

"Stylish!"

"Simplify the complex and leave no trace!"

"Baggio-style dribbling past the opponent!"

Modric was stunned.

Everything that happened in front of him was beyond his control of the game information.

On the side of the court.

Dino was dumbfounded.

Old man Top angrily commanded the other players to keep up with the pace.

On the other side.

Zidane's eyes were glowing, and he murmured:

"The subtle action of lifting the left foot first is to detect Modric's center of gravity."

"Genius!"

"Li is exactly the same as me when I was young."

Leverkusen's formation pressed forward crazily.

They saw the dawn of hope.

Son Heung-min and Bellarabi sprinted crazily.

Unfortunately, the start time was too late, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't catch up.

At this time, Real Madrid's defense line was extremely weak:

Ramos and Marcelo, who participated in the corner kick attack, couldn't go back for a while.

Only Varane and Carvajal were left in the backcourt.

Can the two of them defend Li Kang?

Theoretically, of course they can defend.

Facing the wind.

Li Kang galloped in Real Madrid's half.

Baggio's shadow gradually dissipated.

The accuracy of the ball touch during the high-speed attack cannot be maintained.

The speed is getting slower and slower.

There is no support from any teammates.

He is about to face Varane, who is at the peak of his debut.

Varane is different from all defensive legends in history.

Before he was seriously injured.

He is the most perfect central defender template.

The kind that maximizes all defensive attributes in the game, including speed.

Yes.

Speed.

Whether it is starting speed, turning speed, or long-distance attack.

"Li Kang's ball speed is too slow."

"I can't get through."

"That's Varane, who also gives Barcelona's South American trident a headache!"

"Bernabeu"

Everyone thought that Leverkusen's attack was about to come to an abrupt end.

Li Kang, who lost his speed, was like an arrow that was out of range, and would eventually fall softly in front of Varane.

Next.

An amazing scene happened.

Europe's youngest talented central defender met the youngest talented midfielder.

Li Kang gently pushed the ball to the outside line!

Varane reacted very quickly. He had not suffered a serious injury during this period. His turning speed and starting speed were the best in the world.

In a trance,

he found a gust of wind passing by his side.

Li Kang?

How could this kid's burst speed be so fast?

Almost catching up with Bale!

Yes!

The shadow that appeared in Li Kang's vision at this time.

It was Bale!

Gareth Bale!

Thunder from the ground!

Rising on the clouds!

The Great Sage has descended!

Everyone couldn't help but hold their breath.

All eyes were focused on Leverkusen's No. 10!

The billboards on both sides of the green field began to blur.

In just two seconds, Li Kang left Varane two steps behind.

That was Varane, who was invincible in three steps!

What an incredible speed!

Three seconds later.

Li Kang received the ball passed to him!

The moment he touched the ball, his speed did not slow down at all.

It seemed that there was another force pushing him.

The terrifying speed soared again!

Like a flash of lightning, it pierced through Real Madrid's backcourt!

"Wow!"

"Too fast!"

"Li Kang passed the ball to himself three seconds later!"

"It was so fast that the director's camera couldn't keep up!"

"The content on the billboards on both sides was not clear at all!"

"Impeccable man-ball separation!"

"Varane! Super genius Varane, Varane who made MSN helpless, was eaten alive by Li Kang!"

Old man Top and Dino were stunned.

Zidane was confused.

Bale was dumbfounded.

Carvajal wanted to make up for the defense!

He was not slow either.

But he couldn't compare with the terrifying explosive power shown by Li Kang at this time!

What do the coaching staff do!

Why don't they know that this kid is so similar to Bale!

Thirty meters.

Twenty meters.

Fifteen meters.

Costa Rican goalkeeper Navas, breathing rapidly, couldn't help but measure the distance between Li Kang and the goal in his mind.

Bernabeu, all four stands were silent.

Real Madrid fans were disappointed.

Leverkusen fans were excited.

Hope.

There is still hope.

Li Kang is the light in the darkness!

Bang!

Accompanied by a blast that resounded through the sky!

The gate of Bernabeu collapsed.

2:1! ! !

The whole stadium was silent.

The moment Bale's shadow disappeared.

Li Kang lost his balance and fell to the grass.

There were waves of muscle tearing pain in his calves.

The breeze from the Iberian Peninsula blew his black hair.

"Beautiful!"

"This ball goes in!"

"He conquered the Bernabeu!"

"A cool escape from the center circle! A violent long shot after a long run!"

"The goal-scoring process that combines several elements has a strong visual impact!"

"It's unbelievable that Leverkusen, who was beaten without any chance to fight back, actually scored a goal! This is not a scenario of being slaughtered and bloodbathed!"

"This is a battle of offense and defense! The game is still full of suspense!"

"Li Kang, fighting against the stars of the Bernabeu alone!"

No, I'm dizzy and my chest hurts, so I can't finish updating today

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