What is a destructive midfielder?

After the South American team kicked off, they continued to attack without delay.

Asking Maradona, who holds the South American trident MSN, to park the bus? It's more uncomfortable than asking him to kiss the "Star-Spangled Banner".

"Mercury-like cooperation."

"A dazzling small-scale pass."

"The European team is once again in an extremely painful moment."

"Although MSN is the trident with the lowest penalty hit rate in history, their offensive tacit understanding and viewing are too high."

In essence.

The most suitable playing style for the South American trident is: defense and counterattack.

The key is not defense.

It's to give Messi, Suarez and Neymar a wide counterattack space.

"Defend Neymar."

"Pay attention to Suarez's running position."

"Messi gets in the middle!"

"Danger."

Van Gaal and Ronaldo stood on the sidelines together, extremely nervous.

Beckenbauer remained calm.

The Wembley Stadium under the night sky is starry.

The offensive of the South American team rushed forward like a river.

The European team built a daunting levee in front of the penalty area.

Maldini, Nesta, Li Kang, Cannavaro, Lahm.

"Messi dribbled sideways!"

"Maldini blocked his inward route."

"Messi made a short pass to Suarez!"

"Suarez couldn't turn around at this time, Cannavaro was very experienced and used his butt to restrict the opponent's body position!"

"Wow, the Uruguayan picked the ball into the penalty area with the outside of his foot, and hit the wall wonderfully!"

"Messi got in!"

"Face Lahm and intercept head-on!"

"Pass horizontally!"

"Look for Neymar at the back post!"

"Broken!"

An amazing scene was born.

Nesta and Li Kang appeared almost at the same time on the horizontal line of the six-yard line in the penalty area.

The defensive ideas were extremely unified.

The latter easily cut off the connection between Messi and Neymar.

Neuer finally experienced the happiness of Leno, De Gea, Cech, and Buffon.

Nesta felt a sense of relief inexplicably.

The football was cleared to the front court by Li Kang.

Rooney groaned and rushed to the landing point, but was pushed down by Thiago Silva.

Beep!

The referee blew the whistle and gave a verbal warning to the Samba center back.

Fat Lu got up angrily and grabbed Thiago Silva's butt hard.

The two people are very familiar with each other.

As early as 2013, the Samba people were frantically encouraging the big British fat star to join Paris Saint-Germain.

"There is not much time left for the European team."

"The South American team's frontcourt pressure."

"Zidane, Xavi, Pirlo, this historical midfielder looks a little tired."

"Pass back."

"Pass back to Neuer."

"Li Kang hit the front line."

"This is."

Beckenbauer was overjoyed.

Ronaldo roared angrily on the sidelines and spread his hands. He didn't understand why the European team had to play so passively after Li came on the court.

Van Gaal patted him on the shoulder and said, "True leadership qualities often do not complain or scold teammates after they make mistakes, but should realize that everyone makes mistakes."

C Ronaldo was stunned and speechless for a while.

The attack is first initiated by the goalkeeper, while the defense is first initiated by the forward.

Neuer is a "very special" goalkeeper.

He has a very strong ability to read the game and has top-level awareness and football IQ.

Not a pure defensive unit.

But an offensive initiating unit.

Before stopping the ball, he had observed Li Kang's running position and the distance between Mina and Carlos.

No eye contact.

The two atypical players of Bayern and Chelsea have a wonderful tacit understanding.

"It's a casual kick."

"Bad habit, kicking with the outside of the foot"

"Wow, Neuer is looking for Li Kang, a long pass as accurate as a cruise missile!"

"Not offside!"

"Not offside!"

The trajectory of the football was fast and flat, crossing the half court and falling into the 40-meter area of ​​the South American team.

Li Kang kicked the grass hard.

The South American team's defense line was facing a formidable enemy.

It was too late.

I wanted to cry but I had no tears.

The stands on all sides burst into admiration!

The empty South American team's backcourt was left with only Li Kang and Alisson running with the ball.

The media reporters finally understood why Li Kang's favorite goalkeeper was Neuer.

Alisson didn't have too many shortcomings at this time.

Especially when facing a single shot.

He had a very good grasp of the timing of the attack, his own steps, the opponent's speed, and the distance.

It was not a large-scale attack out of the penalty area.

Instead, he adjusted his defensive position quickly and slowly according to Li Kang's body position, pursuing the largest area for saving.

"Here it comes!"

"Open your arms and stretch out half your body!"

"Seal Li Kang's shooting angle!"

"Can't block it!"

"Can't block it!"

Li Kang slowed down.

He flicked the ball with his left foot.

The football slid to the left.

The hem of his clothes fluttered.

Pull the ball with your right foot and turn around.

Alisson lost his balance and sat on the grass. There was no Li Kang in front of him, only tens of thousands of fans standing up at Wembley Stadium!

Zidane stood there in a daze, which was a regret in his career.

The football hit the South American team's net again.

2:3! ! !

The whole stadium was shocked.

The cheers were like thunder, shaking the whole of London.

"Another goal!"

"A wonderful goal!"

"A single-handed Marseille turn shot into the empty goal!"

"He made up for Zidane's regretful moment!"

"Neuer's long pass!"

"Li Kang went to the meeting alone!"

"One pass and one shot!"

"He pulled the European team back from the edge of the cliff!"

"He made the goddess of victory smile!"

"Legend!"

"19-year-old active legend!"

Li Kang walked into the net and picked up the football.

Turned around and gave a thumbs up to his teammates behind him.

Neuer waved his fist vigorously.

There was a little regret mixed with joy in my heart.

Obviously I am the most suitable goalkeeper for Li.

We are compatible but cannot fight side by side.

Fate is a book. If you read it roughly, you will miss it inadvertently, and if you read it too seriously, you will cry.

Live broadcast room.

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[Handsome! ]

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[God of adversity! Li is invincible! 】

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[I really want to marry him. 】

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[No male wife! 】

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[Time is running out for the South American team, Li Mingdeng is about to equalize! And then reverse the lore! 】

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[Don't say it too early, the European team is still one goal behind, and the South American trident still has a chance to score! 】

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[Thiago Silva + Mina + Alisson. This line of defense is at the level of the Champions League. 】

On the sidelines.

Van Gaal and Ronaldo high-fived and hugged, jumping up and down.

The relationship between the two is very, very good, and they often talk to each other and praise each other.

However.

Old Van secretly voted for Messi every time in the Golden Ball voting.

Beckenbauer took off his gold-rimmed glasses and wiped them gently with a gray cloth.

His tone could not hide his regret: "The most suitable club for Li is Bayern Munich, and the most suitable national team is the German team"

On the other side.

Maradona frowned and stamped his feet angrily.

Don't be a coward!

We can’t let them equalize!

He ran to the bench and pulled up the short and sturdy Tevez.

“Don’t be in a daze like a fool!”

“We need you now!”

“People’s player!”