What is a destructive midfielder?

Chapter 241 IQ Suppression

On the side of the court.

Wenger and Bould almost dropped their jaws in shock.

According to the pre-match defensive deployment: If Barcelona controls the ball and slows down the advance, our players should cut off the opponent's midfield and forward connection in the process of retreating, and then increase the counter-attack in the 30-40 meter area, so as to stifle the speed of La Masia's passing and control in the dangerous area.

This is one of the basic conditions for the "Wenger Phase II" to deal with Barcelona's suppression and play against each other.

Unexpectedly, the football was intercepted by Li Kang just after it rolled through the center circle!

Is Arsenal going to suppress Barcelona?

On the other side.

Enrique was not panicked at all.

'I have solved the problem of aging midfield. '

'Even if we lose the ball, we can complete the counter-attack on the spot like Guardiola and Binolava's peak dream team! '

Camp Nou.

Arsenal fans from all over Europe cheered, and the huge sound waves instantly covered the sighs of Catalan fans.

Witnessing Li Kang breaking Barcelona's control, the joy is comparable to scoring a goal!

Peak dream four Barcelona?

Where is the dominance?

Gomez has no time to be depressed. This super core from the Bat Legion has a very good mentality for the game.

Neymar and Roberto quickly came to assist.

Three people formed a double team.

"Don't panic, Barcelona started to counter-grab on the spot."

"The triangle pass connection point brings a local number advantage, three grab one!"

"Li Kang will pass the ball back."

The football drew a V-shaped trajectory in front of Li Kang.

Neymar's kick was empty.

Immediately afterwards.

Li Kang kicked the grass hard and started to burst!

Robert and Gomez's frontal interception was like a wafer!

Bang!

People and horses fell!

"Wow!"

"Speeding up without any skills!"

"Li Kang forcibly created a route for advancement!"

"Too scary!"

"Roberto and Gomez widened their positions to prevent him from passing the ball to the wing"

"It's a pity that it's hard to defend!"

"Facing a midfielder like Li Kang with a domineering physique, Barcelona can't limit him in the same way as before!"

If he was still in Leverkusen, Li Kang would need to wait for his teammates to move.

But not at Arsenal.

From the perspective of God.

Sanchez, Morata, and Walcott shot at the same time, tearing the opponent's defense line madly.

Bellerin and Monreal used their best efforts to gallop on the two wing.

This is the feedback of the Gunners' overall offensive awareness.

How many people are left in Barcelona's backcourt?

Four!

The shadow of the red and blue No. 10 gradually condensed in the wind.

Ronaldinho.

A solid and sturdy shadow, struggling to get out.

Carlos.

The La Masia philosophy of counter-grabbing did not anticipate that the monster he had raised would one day stand on the opposite side!

Busquets was a little depressed.

He was without Mascherano and Alves.

The numerical advantage in the transition between offense and defense could not be established at all.

Barcelona's defense line was facing an extremely severe test.

It didn't matter.

As long as Arsenal's passing and cutting were stifled, all dangers would disappear.

The camera moved at high speed as Arsenal's No. 10 advanced.

Barcelona's midfielder determined Li Kang's attack direction in the shortest time.

His brain turned quickly.

While directing the running positions of his teammates in the backcourt, he quietly waited for a head-on confrontation with Li Kang.

'All Arsenal's passing and cutting connections were temporarily cut off. '

'Wenger's football philosophy cannot be implemented in Camp Nou. '

'Come on. '

'This is a fateful duel between me and Li, two generations of La Masia No. 4. '

'Game of space. '

VIP box.

Robert is comforting the Barcelona executives.

"Don't panic."

"We adjust our defense very quickly."

"Retreat and make room on both wings. If Lee can't break through Busquets and chooses to pass the ball to the wing safely, then Roberto, Denis Jr., and Gomez will have enough time to return to defense."

Barcelona's sports director is talking in rapid succession.

He is one of Cruyff's disciples.

His understanding of the situation is far better than that of the management.

"Look, there is no problem."

Arsenal's No. 10 in sight suddenly slowed down.

Robert looked ashen.

"Hey? This move!"

"Are you going to try a long shot?"

"It's still thirty-five yards away from the goal!"

Busquets was confused.

He was fooled!

What fateful duel, what passing and cutting that killed Wenger. He was suppressed by IQ again!

He didn't have time to block it in close range.

Lee actually wanted to shoot from a distance.

Who can interfere with this timeline?

On the side of the court.

Wenger stood in the command area and suddenly felt that happiness came too suddenly.

He gave the midfielders a high degree of freedom.

Especially the right to fire.

Passing and cutting is just one of Arsenal's offensive forms.

'Wenger's first period preferred defense and counterattack.

Beautiful and sexy football has many ways of expression.

But he never dreamed that Li Kang could tear Barcelona apart so easily!

The assistant coach Boulder beside him couldn't help but raise his fists and celebrate in advance!

On the other side.

Enrique's eyes were dull.

A voice suddenly emerged in his heart: The person who knows Barcelona best is in Arsenal

In Li Kang's vision.

The shadows of the red and blue No. 10 and the white No. 3 gradually overlapped.

The completely different and weird playing styles intertwined at this moment.

Two chaotic emotions were entangled crazily.

Facing the wind.

Swinging arms.

Kick.

A blast that resounded through the sky, as if it was the wail of Camp Nou!

All Catalan fans were terrified!

It was like a terrifying thunder.

It collapsed the night sky of Catalonia.

It was like a gentle breeze.

It outlined the tenderness of late summer.

Ter Stegen's chest was stuffy.

Even if the defenders in front of him were in a good position, they could not block Li Kang's fatal blow.

He made a desperate save.

Fingertips can't save anything after all.

Barcelona's net was lifted by its crown prince again after a year.

0:1! ! !

"Wow!"

"World wave!!!"

"Strong and domineering ball speed!"

"Unpredictable devil curve!"

"Shocking!"

"Visual feast!"

"Li Kang conquered Camp Nou again!"

"The peak dream four dynasties have not yet started. They have been destroyed by him."

"Dennis's defense speed is still too slow. He is just a little bit away from blocking."

"Watch the replay again!"

"Incredible, he has a clear understanding of Barcelona's defensive layout and the opponent's running tendency."

"His grasp of the timing of shooting and the control of the pace are difficult to describe in words!"

"In the frame of the long shot in the camera, all the Barcelona players seemed to make room to watch his heavy artillery! ”

The body hardware is still not enough to support 99 points of foot strength.

Li Kang staggered two steps and fell on the grass.

Unlike before.

This time, the pain in the thigh eased quickly.

After a while.

He took the hand of little Dennis and climbed up again.

The achievement wall of the system panel glowed white.

[Thank you, King Rinke IV, for giving us the right to roast suckling pig!]

Countless playful prayers rushed into his mind frantically.

A map-shaped mark protruded from the panel, dazzling and eye-catching.

[Hero of the Iberian Peninsula: When you step onto the field of La Liga and Portuguese Super League, the recovery rate increases by 20%.]

Ronaldinho and Carlos' phantoms separated and dissipated with the wind.

Camp Nou was shrouded in fear.

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