What is a destructive midfielder?

Legend has it that a long time ago.

A believer named Saint Denis preached in Paris.

Religious disputes never ceased.

After being beheaded, he was still able to hold his head and walked 6 miles to preach. The place where he finally died was called the town of Saint Denis.

The strong lights above the stadium gathered thousands of moths.

The camera lens was covered with dense insects.

The yellow cloth on the corner flagpole became a habitat for insects.

The stadium maintenance staff was very annoyed. They couldn't find any way to drive away these damn insects.

If this problem can't be solved.

The 8-year-old Saint Denis Stadium will never surpass the 95-year-old Old Trafford, the 58-year-old Bernabeu, and the 79-year-old San Siro.

Yes.

The Saint Denis Stadium also has a very loud name: the Stade de France!

The original final venue!

Became the stage for Spain and Italy!

Thousands of security personnel are distributed throughout the town of Saint Denis.

This is a high-incidence area for bomb attacks.

Near the stadium.

Brightly lit.

The place was filled with shouts and curses in Spanish and Italian.

If tourists are not careful, their wallets and mobile phones will disappear without a trace.

The flashy girls enthusiastically rubbed the arms of passers-by while making professional gestures.

From time to time, there would be a few groups of people chasing and fighting on the road.

The lights above Saint-Denis gave the dagger a cold and cold light.

Dirty things were piled up under the plane trees on the street.

The colorful summer night in the town was filled with the romance of tens of thousands of people.

In the passage.

Mignano's mood at this time was like the dark clouds over Paris.

"Boss, damn it, it's very likely to rain in this situation!"

"Relax your mind, we won't stick to passing and controlling."

Bosque smiled and strode into the scene of the pre-match press conference.

The silent stadium suddenly exclaimed.

Everyone stood up to salute.

Conte hesitated for a moment, then slowly stepped forward to shake hands with the Spanish coach.

Reporters began to ask questions enthusiastically.

"Mr. Conte, I'm a reporter from Marca. Congratulations on your acquittal! What do you think of the next game?"

Conte suppressed his anger.

He couldn't discuss the match-fixing scandal of the past as the head coach of the national team.

"Spain has many excellent players in the midfield and frontcourt, and Italy's defense is very good."

The understated reply made the reporters a little disappointed.

Everyone's attention quickly shifted to Bosque.

"The game will be very difficult, especially in rainy weather. The football can't roll smoothly on the grass. This is a big trouble for Spain. I hope it won't rain in the game against Germany."

The reporters were all impressed by the old coach's modesty.

It took a long time to come to their senses

Germany?

Is Spain so confident that it can eliminate Italy?

The passage of the Stade de France.

Unlike other places, the ground is covered with Dutch grass.

Coca-Cola advertisements are printed on the walls on both sides.

Buffon is very depressed. As the "Serie A Buffett", he has recently led his old friends to lose a lot of money.

De Rossi simply greeted Li Kang.

The Roma veteran wanted to talk about something, but he didn't know what to say.

The system prompt sounded quietly.

[Ding, mission triggered: The person who killed the "Italian football tradition"! ]

[Task introduction: Conte is the one who really killed the classical chain defense, and he is about to lead the tactical craze of the entire European continent! ]

[Task reward: European tour platinum treasure chest! ]

Li Kang didn't feel much pressure.

During the national team game, he didn't need to use his brain.

The coaching staff and technical team of the bullfighters are very professional.

"Li, good luck!"

Buffon re-entered the preparation state and patted Li Kang on the shoulder.

Papapapa.

Morata gently high-fived his Juventus teammates.

"You're the starter? Then we're going to fall asleep."

"Damn it, the opponent sent the best striker, we can't judge his foot! One-on-one defense has become a big problem!"

Chiellini and Bonucci's jokes made the atmosphere in the team a lot more relaxed.

Morata blushed and kept arguing.

Isco quickly pulled his clothes.

A moment later.

When the team was neat and orderly.

Both sides stopped joking.

The hostility between the two countries is very subtle, especially the grievances of the last century are too complicated.

The relationship between the new generation of players has not yet reached the point of being in dire straits.

Meet in the quarterfinals of the 2008 European Cup.

Meet again in the final of the 2012 European Cup.

More or less, some feelings were also played out.

"CTV5! CTV5! Good evening, dear audience."

"We are now broadcasting the 2016 European Cup 1/8 knockout round."

"Spain vs. Italy!"

"The champions and runners-up of the last European Cup meet again in France!"

"Both sides have another identity, the 2006 World Cup champion and the 2010 World Cup champion!"

"The lineup may not be as good as before, but the two European giants with deep heritage will definitely bring us the ultimate visual enjoyment!"

"This is a heavyweight duel that has attracted worldwide attention. In the minds of some fans, the dialogue between the two is an early stage of the European Cup final!"

"Since the 1920 Olympic Games, the two players met for the first time, and there have been several classic duels in the past century!"

"I am the commentator for this game, Duan Xuan."

"I'm He Wei!"

Stade de France.

The stands, which can accommodate 80,000 spectators, are divided into blue and red.

It was as if ice and fire were smiling at each other.

The light beam of the lighting lamp reflected the pattering rain.

The European Cup theme song reached its climax.

The referee team led the players from both sides out of the tunnel.

In an instant.

The two sound waves, whose pronunciations were extremely close, flooded every part of the stadium like rain.

【Ding! The "Class B Environmental Adaptation" module has been turned on. 】

[The comprehensive assessment of the current competition environment is: light rain. 】

[This factor will not have any negative impact on your performance in the game! 】

"The following introduces you to the starting lineups of both sides!"

"The Spanish team rarely formed a 4-4-2 formation!"

"Goalkeeper: De Gea!"

"Defenders: Carvajal, Ramos, San Jose, Juanfran!"

"Double defensive midfielders: Li Kang, Saul!"

"Central midfielder: Isco, Cazorla!"

"Forwards: Morata, Diego Costa!"

Studio.

The number of viewers skyrocketed.

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【What the hell? Is Del Bosque really a Barcelona player? 】

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[This is a targeted arrangement. Maybe Barcelona players will be available when playing against the German team. If you say you want to play against Italy and still use the "Barcelona Gang", you will be beaten to death by the opposing team in minutes. 】

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[Two ghosts knock on the door? When did Spain's striker become so luxurious? Two big centers! 】

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[Bosque will definitely not play an "asymmetrical two-wing attack" in this game. Carvajal and Juanfran will press together to increase Li Mingdeng's ball points and suppress Conte's two wide midfielders]

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[With Li Mingdeng, there is no need to analyze the game. With a group of T0 teammates around him, no one can stop him in this European Cup. 】

"The Italian team is arranging 3-5-2!"

"Goalkeeper: Buffon!"

"Defenders: Barzagli, Bonucci, Chiellini!"

"Midfielder: Florenzi, Parolo, De Rossi, Giaccherini, Candreva!"

"Forward: Pellet, Edel!"

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[I haven’t watched football for many years. When I was in school, I remember De Rossi and Buffon were still young players]

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[Except for them, I don’t know any of the remaining players. Where is Pirlo? What about Balotelli? At least bring Cassano, right? 】

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[Why don’t you ask Cannavaro, Materazzi, Gattuso, Grosso, Toni, and Totti. The Azzurri were once a star-studded team, but now only a bunch of second-rate players are left in the midfield and frontcourt! 】

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[Don’t underestimate Italy, even Belgium will be defeated when they meet them! 】

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[Be confident, when did Italy rely on forwards and midfielders to score goals? 】

Players from both sides take their positions.

The game is about to begin.

Mignano said worriedly: "Boss, if this rain gets heavier and heavier,"

Bosque looked confident and said with a smile: "Don't catch a cold, sit down quickly, and have confidence in our team members."

The other side.

Conte wore a black suit and let the rain wet his hair.

Half an hour before the game, he was stunned after seeing the Spanish team's starting lineup.

4-4-2? Two big centers?

The Italian team's coaching staff's arrangements for the opponent's passing and control system came to nothing.

Not afraid.

Give him a little more time, maybe he can come up with a solution.

Conte's ability to adapt on the spot is very slow.

But if the Italian team can withstand the attack, he will definitely be able to break through.

Beep!

Accompanied by the referee's whistle.

The game officially begins!

Spanish possession.

Diego Costa kicked the ball back to Li Kang.

The Italian team launched a crazy press.

right.

They did not assume a defensive posture, but wanted to compete for the ball in the frontcourt!

Snapped.

Li Kang touched the ball and passed it to Carvajal who came in from the wing.

Then the whole person rushed towards the Italian team's half.

Carvajal was a little confused. Facing the menacing Pellet, he unexpectedly found that there was no close short pass point around him.

Oh, don’t kick the ball now!

Since the news of joining the Chinese Super League was confirmed, the social media account of Pellet's wife Varga has been crowded.

"It's no surprise, the Real Madrid winger ate the Chinese Super League striker!"

"A quick run and got rid of Jarikani's interception again!"

"In the face of the absolute strength gap, all tactics are useless!"

"The real test will come after the thirty-meter zone."

Carvajal's ball is about to enter the thirty-meter area.

There is no option to go head-to-head with De Rossi and Parolo.

Send a diagonal kick.

The football splashed and found Isco, who had penetrated into the opponent's central defense!

Bonucci quickly made a move.

At this stage, he has not completely gotten rid of his bad habit of being impulsive.

Parolo also double-teamed over at this time.

"Next it's Isco's turn!"

"Geez, can he pass the ball?"

Snap!

Isco tapped his heel lightly.

Li Kang faced the football and made a long-range kick.

Conte roared angrily.

De Rossi and Giaccherini quickly recovered to block.

Chiellini rushed to the middle like crazy!

Even a fool knows: how terrifying the long-range shot of Spain's No. 6 is!

From the perspective of God.

Buffon's position is exactly the gap exposed by Juventus's defense.

No long-range shot as expected.

Li Kang's foot shape changed.

The football made an arc in the air and fell steadily to the right side of the penalty area!

It was the space left by Chiellini!

The landing point was perfect!

Cazorla splashed rain water, and the timing of the insertion was also very clever.

"Exquisite pass, perfect running position!"

"Cross in the face of strong strength!"

Before he finished speaking.

The Stade de France was filled with exclamations.

The Arsenal midfield master swept the air with his right foot!

The football rotated at high speed and rushed to the small penalty area!

Morata and Diego Costa made a strong insertion, and the two ghosts knocked on the door.

Barzagli chased after him.

He was old.

No matter how rich the defensive experience was, he didn't expect Spain to make such a complex aerial pass in such a short time.

How can a Juventus veteran defend against two big center forwards?

Bang!

When they saw that Diego Costa's right foot touched the ball first.

Bosque and Mignano breathed a sigh of relief!

The football whistled towards the top of the goal!

Seeing that the Spanish team was about to pry open the door of the Italian team.

A tall figure appeared in the camera.

Buffon!

He leaned back slightly and supported his palms.

It seemed that he had already predicted the direction of the opponent's shot and blocked the close-range shot out of the penalty area!

The whole audience was in an uproar!

"Amazing save!"

"What a pity, a goal is sure to be scored!"

"Buffon's heroic performance, this performance is not like a 38-year-old veteran at all"

"The Spanish team will reorganize the attack!"

Diego Costa had no time to regret.

He immediately turned his head to observe the landing point of the football. After seeing his teammates about to control the ball, he continued to pull the opponent's defense line!

Juanfran's judgment of the landing point was very accurate.

He easily squeezed Florenci away and stopped the ball steadily!

From a bird's-eye view.

Spain almost pressed forward.

Only San Jose was left in the backcourt.

Even Ramos lurked in the Italian team's penalty area.

"Too confident!"

"If the Italian team grabs the ball and counterattacks at this time, the consequences will be disastrous!"

There was no chance for Italy to counterattack.

Spain's huge numerical advantage in the frontcourt opened up the width and depth of the attack.

Conte's three-center-back system has a very small overall moving space and was flattened.

The strength gap between the opposing players is huge.

After abandoning the passing and controlling system.

It is simply using the combat effectiveness of Real Madrid and Atletico Madrid in the Champions League final to suppress the second-rate midfield and Juventus defense in Serie A.

Li Kang likes this feeling of not having to think. If he meets Conte in Leverkusen, he might have to spend a lot of time trying, exploring, and deconstructing.

Juanfran ignored Morata who wanted the ball.

He carried the ball down to the bottom line.

No one interfered.

The Italian team's defense was busy shrinking the distance between the three lines.

He was waiting.

Waiting for Koke, Ramos, Saul, and Diego Costa to pull out a gap.

"Are you going to take a stab?"

"Hey! Why are you passing it back!"

"A beautiful inverted triangle pass, looking for Li Kang!"

"A lot of lead time."

The Atletico full-back was always observing Li Kang's running position.

An excellent auxiliary plug-in cannot only know how to ask blindly, but also be sensible to create a good offensive space.

Li Kang turned around and got rid of De Rossi who was no longer at his peak.

From the perspective of God.

He has found the most perfect long-range angle.

The shadow of Ballack's heavy artillery is dormant.

Three-step run-up.

Facing the football.

His body tilted slightly.

The blue shoes splashed water.

The impeccable shooting action was like a killing god!

Under the spotlight, thousands of moths scattered like rain curtains with the huge sound of the ball touching.

Stade de France.

Eighty thousand fans forgot to breathe.

All eyes were fixed on the Spanish No. 6 with flying skirts!

Mignano's legs were weak.

Bosque was trembling all over.

Conte was dumbfounded.

The football stuck to the grass and turned into a black shadow.

At an incredible speed.

Whistling.

Spinning.

Straight to the lower left corner of the goal.

The momentum was like a rainbow!

Strong and fierce!

Buffon moved.

He forgot when it started, and the people standing in front of him were no longer Cannavaro, Nesta, and Maldini.

His body could no longer keep up with the reaction.

He relied entirely on prediction and commanding the defense to resolve the opponent's attack.

This time it was a long shot.

He predicted correctly.

The picture seemed to freeze.

The purple gloves were so fragile in front of the earth-shattering long-range shot.

Accompanied by the Italian goalkeeper falling to the ground.

The violent shaking sound of the Italian goal frame was like a wail and a cry!

The football lost its last bit of fury.

It bounced quietly.

It fell into the goal line.

1:0!!!

Buffon could no longer get up and huddled his hands in front of his chest in pain.

Li Kang supported his body with his right foot, staggered a few steps, and then fell heavily on the grass, covering his crotch.

99 points of foot strength.

The load was too heavy.

The referee immediately signaled the team doctors of both teams to enter the field!

Bosque could not take time to celebrate, and ran to the out-of-bounds line of the Italian half with his big belly.

Conte covered his forehead and quickly asked Siguri on the bench to warm up.

Yes.

Paris Saint-Germain's main goalkeeper-Siguri!

No matter how young Italy is, it will never lack top goalkeepers.

VIP box.

King Felipe VI took a breath.

He quickly covered the eyes of the two little princesses with his hands.

CTV5 live broadcast room.

Duan Xuan and He Wei were stunned.

"Epic contest"

"Aesthetics of violence and extreme saves"

The comment area exploded.

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[Li Mingdeng is awesome! Buffon is awesome! ]

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[What should I do? The core players of both teams are injured. Leo is not married yet, has no children, and has no girlfriend! ]

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[Will he tear his balls after a long-range shot like Scott Dann in the Premier League? ]

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[It will be fine if it is torn with a few stitches. Why panic? ]

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[Don't worry, Li Mingdeng just feels a little pain near his balls. It is a normal phenomenon of overexerting. ]

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[As for Buffon, he is a talented goalkeeper who has been able to use his palms to lift Batistuta's heavy cannon since he was a child. He is very experienced. ]

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[The speed of the shooting training machine has long exceeded the limit of the human body. ]

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[Strictly speaking, Buffon can be Li Mingdeng's father! ]

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[Bosque has found a way out. Every game revolves around Li Kang and arranges different tactics in a targeted manner! This Spanish team is really fierce. ]

After a while.

The team doctors of both sides left the field quickly.

Li Kang and Buffon stood up again.

The rain was getting heavier.

I should have time to read and reply to comments tomorrow. Sorry, I'm mainly in a hurry.