What is a destructive midfielder?

Chapter 327: Legendary Tournament Ends (Daily Transition)

C Ronaldo was stunned.

After hesitating for two seconds, he still smiled and hugged Li Kang vigorously.

The Puma team in the game installed a high-sensitivity sensor on the ball, and he did not question whether he was the scorer.

Klose and Lahm also surrounded him.

Bravo squatted on the grass depressed, looking hopeless.

Zidane applauded while signaling the fans in the nearby stands to be more enthusiastic.

Wembley Stadium was suddenly covered with increasingly crazy cheers.

"Beautiful!"

"The ball went in again!"

"Klose's pass, Lahm's cross, Li Kang's header, and Ronaldo's cover!"

"European team scored again!"

"It was wonderful."

"The purest technical feast!"

"Li Kang scored twice! He once again staged a highly entertaining performance! Let us feast our eyes."

"Marseille turn!"

"Extreme step frequency!"

"Flying legend!"

ESPN live broadcast room.

Barrages flew.

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[After all, the opponents are all veterans. Li Mingdeng is simply a dimensional strike on the court! ]

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[Explosive jumping ability and explosive body flexibility. ]

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[Wrong, in addition to running speed, he conquered the fans with skills and ball sense! ]

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[Only veterans fight each other physically, just like the kind old fans I met in the university stadium. ]

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[Buffon: You are old, but I am not. ]

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[How come Li Kang's head is as unreliable as Morata's feet? I thought the ball was gone. ]

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[Klose is really a late bloomer, and he is getting more and more amazing as he gets older! ]

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[In fact, he was already amazing during his time in Bremen. We should praise the quality of Quarm's cross, as well as Ronaldo's running and cover. ]

On the sidelines.

Van Gaal hugged Cruyff excitedly.

The two Ajax rivals who had been arguing for many years forgot their grudges at this moment.

"Genius!"

"The most perfect midfielder of the new generation!"

"Did you see that? He looks so much like Zidane!"

It didn't last for a few seconds.

Cruyff pushed Van Gaal away with disdain.

"Substitute Lee, he's tired!"

"Where is he tired?"

"I said he's tired, he still has to play in the Premier League next week."

Van Gaal didn't continue to refute, and turned to the bench.

On the other side.

Bielsa also called Tevez and Riquelme who had finished warming up.

The master who only focused on football didn't care about the human relations on the green field.

"Listen, you guys cooperate with Messi well."

Riquelme nodded seriously.

Tevez impatiently avoided the coach's sight.

VIP box.

This was the first time Platini saw Beckenbauer lose his temper.

"Why did Cruyff substitute Lee like this?"

"Lee hasn't fully shown the characteristics of our Bundesliga players. I mean, he has been baptized by German football."

Beckenbauer raised his gold-rimmed glasses.

I secretly sighed in my heart: It would be great if Li could represent the German team in the World Cup.

The fourth official stood outside the center circle.

He held up his number plate high.

"There is no limit on the number of substitutions in this legendary game!"

"The European team made a large-scale rotation!"

"Li Kang, Xavi, Pirlo, and Zidane all left the field at the same time!"

"Beckham, Scholes, Owen, and Ballack were replaced!"

"The English legend and the soul of the German tank all appeared on the field."

"The South American team also made two substitutions."

"The people's king of football, Tevez!"

"The classic attacking midfielder, Riquelme!"

"The ones who were replaced were Ronaldo and Ronaldinho!"

Accompanied by warm applause.

Li Kang and several old midfield partners walked off the green field.

Zidane patted him on the back of his head and smiled: "Adjust well, you will soon return to the normal fierce competition. We may meet in the Champions League this season."

Li Kang nodded.

Xavi suddenly interrupted and said, "Lee, Barcelona is a very..."

He was suddenly covered by Pirlo beside him.

Van Gaal enthusiastically handed over a towel and sports drink: "Lee, do you remember the lineup I told you about that year? Come on, sit down! I'll tell you again, no need to be specific about any player!"

Cruyff stood aside with a kind look.

He prepared a lot of words to say to his successor, but at this moment he couldn't say a word.

After this game, it seemed that there was no need.

Li Kang listened carefully to what Lao Fan said.

He couldn't leave so quickly.

After the game, the players of both sides had to interact with the sick children.

The game resumed.

The South American team's offensive suddenly got stuck.

"Messi ran into space on the right!"

"Tevez could have passed the ball. Alas, he didn't!"

"Beckham stole the ball!"

"What a pity."

"Beckham looks handsome, but he's also a tough guy on the pitch! His running coverage"

"Kaka!"

"What a pity, Nesta knows Kaka too well."

Time passed by.

Bielsa, who advocates offensive football, also saw the problem: these Argentine big brothers don't like to give the ball to Messi at all.

Helplessly.

He could only play low defense without being able to control the ball.

Giving up a large area of ​​vertical space does not mean that the team has lost its offense.

Because the South American team still has Kaka.

The European team's midfield also has problems with running-in.

Beckham and Scholes regarded Ballack as Gerrard and Lampard.

But Ballack regarded the two as Schneider.

The style does not match.

The offense was constipated for a while.

It was difficult to transmit the shells to Ronaldo and Klose in front.

Directly kick the ball?

The opponent's defense has been trained by Li Kang to be airtight.

On the sidelines.

Cruyff did not seem to care about the result of the game.

Only Van Gaal stood in the command area and paced back and forth.

The game time passed by minute by minute.

In the 78th minute.

The South American team finally got a good chance to counterattack!

Redondo intercepted Ballack.

Quickly passed to the right.

Messi stopped and passed, resolving Lahm's counterattack.

After dribbling the ball horizontally for a few steps, his left foot suddenly kicked the bottom of the football.

Another diagonal arc!

"Beautiful!"

"Found Kaka starting from the left!"

"Here we go!"

"The stranger is like jade."

"Young master is unparalleled in the world."

Many people say that Kaka is old and his body can't maintain the sprint at his peak.

In fact.

Kaka's long-distance run is not just about speed.

The rhythm of each contact during the dribble.

Long strides.

And the designed sprint route.

He is also a legend that cannot be copied.

Even a fast horse like Walcott can't replicate it.

Amid the cheers of 100,000 fans.

Kaka broke through Scholes' interception.

He dribbled out of the long-range angle.

Bang!

The football whizzed past Buffon's five fingers.

3:2! ! !

Kaka made the most classic celebration in his career: pointing his hands to the sky and running with his head raised.

The first love of football for countless spectators was awakened at this moment.

Beep! Beep~

Finally, the referee-Collina blew the whistle to end the game!

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