What is a destructive midfielder?

Chapter 473 This game is too difficult (daily transition)

Wembley Stadium.

The crowd was bustling.

The names of legends echoed in the night sky.

The camera occasionally showed the coaching booth of the European team.

Van Gaal blushed and paced back and forth anxiously.

Beckenbauer told Li Kang a story slowly.

"I set the record for the highest goal conceded by the Bundesliga champion."

"I performed a special hat trick, two of which were scored against my own goal."

"Even in my peak period, I lost 0:6 to Offenbach and 1:7 to Schalke 04. I thought I had grown up in failure, but before leaving Europe, I experienced another 0:7 massacre by Schalke 04."

"The world of football is so wonderful."

"Oh? So we are three goals behind? Go warm up!"

Van Gaal's expression instantly relaxed when he heard Beckenbauer's words, as if relieved.

He quickly helped Li Kang take off his coat, then bent down with difficulty and tightened the young player's shoelaces.

Maradona was immersed in the joy of leading by three goals and had not noticed the occurrence of this small clip.

The 68th minute of the game.

Dead ball phase.

The fourth official stood on the sidelines outside the center circle and raised the LED substitution number plate.

"The European team has made the first substitution adjustment."

"Young player Li Kang, replace Ronaldo!"

It exploded.

Wembley Stadium exploded.

It was as if the European team dropped an atomic bomb in London, and the cheers overwhelmed one wave after another, shaking the camera slightly.

All eyes were fixed on the black-haired No. 10 on the sidelines.

Ronaldo looked grim and a little unhappy, but when he saw Li Kang, his mood calmed down a little.

He did not leave the field nearby, but ran to the sidelines to complete the normal substitution procedure.

After high-fives and hugs.

He also leaned close to Li Kang's ear and reminded him: "The game is very difficult, be serious, come on."

Van Gaal quickly agreed, his fat body trembling slightly: "Yes, yes, we are three goals behind, and the entire central axis on the opposite side is full of South American stars in their prime."

Coaching seat.

Beckenbauer frowned and said to his assistant: "Let Van Gaal go away, that guy blocked my view of Li Kang's back."

On the other side.

Maradona was stunned, his eyes widened.

He slowed down a little, and yelled at Mascherano and the back line: "Be serious, that kid is the Cruyff of this era!"

The voice was quickly drowned out by the overwhelming cheers.

Li Kang trotted onto the court and made a few gestures.

The European legends understood.

The commentator's tone also became excited.

"Inheritance."

"C Ronaldo passed on his leadership qualities and indomitable fighting spirit to Li Kang."

"Even in adversity, we must keep moving forward!"

"But the current situation of falling behind by three goals is still too cruel."

The game continued.

Maldini threw the ball to Li Kang without hesitation.

Neymar and Kaka quickly pressed forward.

Snap.

Li Kang raised his left foot with his back to the ball, and the falling ball was lightly picked up.

Then he turned around and accelerated, getting rid of the two Samba legends who were not good at defense.

Two seconds later.

The ball landed on the instep of his left foot again.

The ball passed.

The man also passed.

Thunderous applause.

"Incredible ball sense!"

"Too unreasonable."

At the same time.

The European team quickly pressed forward.

Van Persie used all his strength and squeezed between the South American central defenders.

Li Kang accelerated forward.

He dodged and maneuvered in the stranglehold of the South American team.

V-shaped pull.

Empty step reverse dunk.

Change direction.

Attack right and turn left.

The audience could not help but have an illusion: this kid has his own background music when he gets the ball.

"Golden left foot."

"Elegant steps."

"Pass to Zidane."

"Marseille turn."

"Pass it forward. Wow, Li Kang's running position!"

Bench.

Ronaldo held a bottle of mineral water in one hand and a bottle cap in the other, with a surprised expression.

Van Gaal's eyes were dull, and his mouth was still muttering "difficult. Difficult"

Thirty-meter area.

Li Kang leaned on Mascherano.

Like a high tower in the front court.

Swinging left foot.

Long pass with back.

Bang!

The football took off from the ground and spun violently in the air, instantly tearing apart the South American team's defense line and falling straight to the left side of the penalty area.

A tall figure appeared there.

Van Persie.

The blood was boiling.

The shooting instinct in the body was completely awakened.

He had no time to think about how Li Kang grasped the timing of his penetration.

The moment the football fell.

The Dutch striker had completed the "power accumulation" of his left foot.

No stopping the ball.

Volley shot.

Bang! ! !

The falling football, without tenderness, was filled with a violent breath, and domineeringly attacked the goal of the South American team.

This ball was passed too well.

Alisson secretly sighed. At the same time, he made an exaggerated extreme save!

The light green gloves rubbed the football, but could not change its trajectory!

The South American team's net was raised high!

1:3! ! !

"Great connection."

"Two generations of Gunners talking across the air."

"Van Persie volleyed without stopping the ball!"

"Li Kang made a long pass with his back to create a killing opportunity!"

"The two teamed up to score a goal!"

"Let's take a look at the replay of this goal. The director pulled the progress a little early. Wow, it was the connection between Li Kang and Zidane that broke the central barrier of the South American team."

"A beam of light in the dark night!"

"There is still hope."

"There is still suspense in the game."

The live broadcast room.

The barrage exploded.

[Li Mingdeng's back of the head is full of eyes. ]

[I read Ferguson's autobiography. Manchester United's best midfielder in the past had a hard time grasping Van Persie's running position. Li Kang is too awesome. He still made a long pass with his back to the body! ]

[Back to the body and inward rotation to increase the long pass. ]

[Continuously get rid of the ball and the center of gravity change, it's really abnormal. ]

[Fortunately, he didn't use his body, otherwise he would have knocked Ronaldinho and Cafu into the hospital. ]

[Messi was stunned. Li Kang fought alone against MSN + two Samba superstars. ]

Messi was not stunned but scratched his head helplessly.

Thiago Silva was in a bitter mood. He couldn't stop Lee in the Champions League some time ago. Now he will be ravaged by him again in the Legends Tournament.

Maradona's eyes were dull, and he murmured: "Oh no, how come this kid's ball sense is a little similar to my youth."

In a flash.

The name of the legendary young player was filled with Wembley Stadium.

"Lee!!!"

The fans felt an indescribable happiness in their hearts: saying goodbye to generations of legends, but Li Kang can still run on the green field for many, many years.

Van Persie recovered from the excitement and looked at Li Kang with an incredible face.

He wondered in his heart: how did he understand my running tendency in a short time?

Rooney rushed to Li Kang first.

His chubby arms lifted the latter up.

"Lee, pass me one later, I will definitely be able to kick it in."

Then.

The teammates surrounded him with a smile.

On the sidelines.

Van Gaal was breathing rapidly, his face flushed, waving his arms, and jumping up and down.

Difficult?

Difficult as hell!

I am such an idiot!