"The Spanish Armada destroyed the Turkish defenses with two shocking heavy cannons!"
"Just like the Battle of Lepanto!"
"Diego Costa is worthy of the name of the striker!"
"Li Kang, the new helmsman of the Invincible Fleet!"
"The two connected together to outline the most beautiful scenery of the French summer!"
He Wei was very excited.
Duan Xuan was stunned: he had a premonition that the game was likely to turn into a massacre.
...
Diego Costa turned and rushed towards Li Kang.
The Spanish cheering crowd at the scene became more and more powerful as he raised his arms wider and wider.
“Lalalalala!!!”
Yes, Chelsea's striker is also a good at creating atmosphere.
He lifted the team emblem on Li Kang's chest and roared loudly at the stands.
Saul and Cork also ran forward.
The two young men looked adoring.
"Li, if you come to Atletico Madrid, we will definitely beat Barcelona and Real Madrid!"
"You are so tough!"
Iron-blooded?
These two little followers are really good at flattering each other. When did Li ever become so iron-blooded?
Carvajal twitched the corner of his mouth and said, not to be outdone: "Li, you are so classy..."
....
Studio.
The barrage was overwhelming.
-[Isn’t Turkey that good? What’s going on? This is a bunch of rubbish.]
- [Li Mingdeng is so handsome when he returns to the national team. He adapts to all systems... No, he plays with all systems. ]
- [Let’s reduce the dimensionality and attack. Very few national teams have sufficient training and running-in time. Spain’s rotation players... come in batches and complete sets, check in with your bags. 】
- [What the hell is check-in with a bag? It's plug-and-play. Atletico Madrid and Real Madrid are both good, two teams that are at the top of the Champions League, but I guess Bosque still has a lot of tricks up his sleeve. 】
- [Dig, his heavy through ball will go backwards! The passing accuracy is too scary! I thought it was a flaw at first, but it turned out to be a nanny ball that was fed to my mouth.]
-[The helmsman of the Armada, the super core.]
-[Diego Costa is very powerful, why didn’t he have this effect with Xavi and Alonso in the 2014 World Cup? 】
-[This guy's body and impact are very explosive, but the skills at his feet are "relatively" rough, and in terms of rhythm control, he is a step behind Torres and Villa at the top. He cannot adapt to Spain's passing and control system.
He is not the most traditional fulcrum center.】
-[If Morata can combine with him...invincible!]
....
Courtside.
Busquets and Iniesta couldn't help but stand up and applaud.
"The feeling of winning on the bench is so wonderful."
"Simeone's tactics are really useful against Turkey. They are naturally restrained and cut straight to the weak points!"
Pique pursed his lips tightly, sat in the corner of the bench with his legs crossed, rubbing his sneakers with his palms...
Morata took off his jacket, looking eager to try.
Mignano said excitedly: "Boss, the experiment was successful. I seem to have seen Atletico Madrid sweeping Europe in the 2013/14 season. I would have known we should recruit Gabi..."
Bosque patted his big belly and shook his head cheerfully: "We can't put our eggs in the same basket."
The other side.
Trim suppressed his anger and waved to Turan and Chalhanoglu.
Before he could speak.
The Chaqiu King turned his head again and carefully observed Li Kang's gestures, and said hurriedly:
"Boss, they are going to press high and push our midfielder to the wing..."
"Shut up!"
The Turkish tyrant couldn't hold it in any longer: "Look for opportunities according to our familiar offensive routine. There is still a lot of game time, and we can equalize the score! Don't think about it. Do you think you are Li? Want to destroy Spain's tactical system?"
"Hit the middle! Cross and pull, penetrate the ball!"
Calhanoglu looked unhappy.
The internal relations in the Turkish dressing room are very delicate.
A few years ago, his teammates pointed a gun at his head...
Turan quickly dissuaded the two and signaled both parties to calm down.
His emotional intelligence is not low, he is just plain bad.
...
The circle reopens during the game.
Yilmaz hit Turan with the kick.
The top striker in the Chinese Super League is still a little uncomfortable adapting to the rhythm of international competitions.
After several quick passes, the football came to Yi Nan's feet.
He is the real core midfielder of the Star-Moon Legion.
Although his passing and receiving skills are two levels weaker than Hakan's, he is relatively capable of holding the ball.
Turane received the midfielder.
Elgin moved forward from the wing.
All Turkish midfielders and frontcourt players began to shorten the spacing.
"Türkiye is going to create something of its own!"
"They are very good at forming multiple points of contact close to each other during the offensive advance!"
"The game is still very long. We need to calm down and get a goal back first... Oops!"
....
Yi Nan was stunned.
He is preparing to launch an offensive.
Suddenly, I found that the Spanish team started a fierce press in the midfield and frontcourt.
The opponent's bandit center, who had a ruthless face, was charging towards him with murderous intent!
Diego Costa also came out of the Atletico Madrid system. After being trained by Mourinho at Chelsea, he became a super striker!
Snapped!
The Turkish midfielder decisively passed the ball diagonally to Calhanoglu who was pulling out the space!
Before the latter received the ball, he began to observe the vertical position of Spain's defense line.
Star and Moon Legion, your core...
wrong.
There is no suitable long-distance transmission line.
Li had already directed the two Spanish central defenders Ramos and San Jose to retreat?
Defense in depth again...
You have to pull aside first!
pity.
Calhanoglu is too slow.
Saul's flying shovel followed closely!
The football was kicked out of bounds.
Calhanoglu turned half a circle in the air and fell to the ground in pain.
"Is it a foul? Let's see the slow-motion replay!"
"No problem!"
"Saul, the young player from Atletico Madrid, touched the ball first!"
"A very fierce interception!"
....
Calhanoglu struggled to get up.
He looked at Yi Nan aggrievedly and spread his hands to signal: Don't just focus on transferring firepower, but observe the situation of your teammates receiving the ball.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Turkish fullback Elgin quickly threw the throw-in.
There was no time to waste and we were two goals behind.
"Elgin is a wing attacker who is favored by Inter Milan coach Mancini. He returns to the national team but has few opportunities to attack!"
"Yinan quickly transferred, and this time it was given to Turan!"
...
Turan's ability is still much better than Calhanoglu.
Facing the double teams of Cork and Cazorla.
After receiving the ball, he made a blast, trying to break through the siege, completing the advancement task, and then looking for a point to release the ball.
Owuzi hurriedly stepped forward, but encountered Juanfran who was advancing!
"Tulan's speed is not fast, but his dribbling ability is very strong!"
"Koke and Cazorla can't do anything to him at the moment!"
"Yilmaz pulls aside, Turan can pass the ball!"
....
Turan had troubles that he could not express.
He doesn't have the ability to speed up twice.
Koke and Cazorla are not vegetarians. Their combination of hard and soft interceptions is impeccable.
Especially Arsenal's two-foot balance master, whose center of gravity and pace are very stable and cannot be shaken off at all.
The Barcelona midfielder was unconsciously forced to the wing.
Sometimes there is real restraint between offensive and defensive individuals. Turan is not afraid of a strong central defender in frontal defense, but it is difficult to get rid of a technical flow like Cazorla.
Seeing that he could no longer hold on, he caught sight of his forward teammates from the corner of his eye.
Yes.
The body suddenly stopped and shook.
It opens up the space for the ball diagonally in front.
Snapped!
The football just left the right foot!
A black-haired figure arrives quietly!
Li Kang.
"Computer calculated interception time! Perfect!"
"Oops! Look at this stop, his left foot seems to be stained with glue!"
"Atletico Madrid...Spain's counterattack is coming again!"
Riviera Stadium.
Xingyue fans burst into boos.
Matador fans cheered.
....
Courtside.
Bosque clapped his hands with a smile and murmured:
"Simone's tactical ideas are really suitable for dealing with teams that are good at short-pass penetration."
"It's exactly the same as what was arranged before the game."
"Implement deep defense in the backcourt to stifle Calhanoglu's long pass."
"Press Turan to the wing, drive him into a narrow field of view, block his short passes, and then use a shrinking formation to form a squeeze in the middle."
"Perfect combination of pressing from the wing and center."
Mignano was stunned for a moment, and then echoed: "Li is so awesome!"
The other side.
Trim calmly directed the defenders.
"Retreat! Retreat quickly! Prevent that kid's long pass!"
"Watch the big center on the opposite side!"
Topal and Balta are very short.
If Li Kang sends that wonderful long pass again, the consequences will be disastrous!
....
Li Kang has no long pass.
From God’s perspective,
Diego Costa was surrounded not only by three defenders, but also by Tufan, who was trailing behind the Turkish formation.
Can he beat four?
Snapped!
The football left Li Kang's left foot.
The young Atletico Madrid player jumped to the 40-meter area.
Saul has attracted the attention of Spanish domestic media since he was a child. He was very smart when he was in the Real Madrid youth training camp.
A super genius who plays left back in the European Youth Championship and can win the Golden Boot...
He was actually transformed into a midfield engineer by Simeone.
During this period, Saul's innate talent had not yet been completely wiped out.
Pull with your right foot, push with your right foot.
He easily shook off Owuzi and Yinan who were trying to counterattack.
The whole place was in an uproar.
Spanish fans are preparing to give a warm ovation...
Then.
He passed the ball back to Li Kang, who was running forward, with admiration in his little eyes.
The opportunity to fight back...was wasted.
...
Bosque clutched his chest in pain, his face turning red with anger.
Why are these little guys?
There are always various shortcomings...
Mignano couldn't help complaining: "What is he thinking? If he passes the ball back at this time, isn't it a waste of a good counterattack opportunity?"
Trim was so anxious that he almost jumped up.
Raise your hands vigorously to signal the disciples to seize the opportunity to return to defense and get into position!
How dangerous...
...
Studio,
Barrage flying.
- [I laughed so hard, the ball was passed back! 】
-[No problem, he is implementing Spanish tactics very strictly...]
-[Saul suffered a serious kidney injury last year, and his brain may have been slightly affected as well.]
...
Duan Xuan and He Wei were silent for a moment.
How to blow?
How can this be blown?
"Nice two-for-two!"
"Saul plays football very spiritually!"
"Oops, Türkiye's defense is in place! It's a bit difficult!"
Li Kang dribbled the ball forward at high speed.
The bond upgrade brings an 8-point speed increase, and the effect is too obvious!
Turkey's frontcourt players quickly chased back and rushed towards him.
The football was carried through the center circle.
Li Kang always felt that he had missed something?
From God's perspective.
Türkiye's formation is falling into place quickly.
A figure is active in the open area of the opponent's half.
David Silva!
...
Snapped.
The football left Li Kang's left foot again.
David Silva takes a few steps back.
The distance between the two is very close.
It was just an extremely ordinary short pass.
"Spain is going to reorganize its attack."
"David Silva is a bit slow."
"Huh? He rushed over!"
...
The spotlight of the whole game seemed to be on one person in the Manchester City midfielder.
"Slow version of Messi"!
David Silva!
The thin body and agile dribbling seem to be dancing on a tightrope!
With a slight shake, he got rid of Tunan's interception.
Trim roared wildly.
"Don't go over and intercept them all!"
"Watch out for his point shots! Watch Diego Costa!"
The Turkish coach's voice started to sound hoarse.
Gnur and Baltar quickly blocked it!
Two defenses against one.
Useless.
Although Manchester City's midfielder is slow.
But it suddenly broke through the defense lines of countless wealthy and powerful teams!
The two central defenders, who are both native and superior, cannot stop him at all!
Inan and Owuzi quickly caught up.
Türkiye's backcourt looms as a four-man double-team...
"This ball is going to be lost!"
"I still suffered the disadvantage of being too slow!"
"Wow!"
"He jumped over again!"
David Silva slows down a bit!
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! With superb ball control accuracy, he can move around in a small space.
The Turkish defender was like a wooden stake, watching the football pass through the gap...
....
The frontier of the restricted area.
David Silva, undisturbed, leaned forward and waved his legs!
Boom!
Accompanied by a crisp sound.
The football lifts off the ground!
The incredible arc left goalkeeper Babacan stunned.
How to predict?
The direction of the shot is completely unpredictable!
The white ball net was raised again.
3:0!!!
The whole place was in an uproar.
massacre!
It was simply a massacre.
...
Duan Xuan and He Wei stared at the big screen.
Why was the assist counted to Li Kang?
It's just a short pass from the center circle...
"A defence-breaking... pass!"
"Assist hat trick!"
"Perfect performance by young player Li Kang!"
"The connection between the two midfield magicians killed the game!"
....
Courtside.
Mignano waved his hands: "Boss, we seem to be thinking too much. Turkey's defense is very weak and it seems there is no need to use our brains."
Bosque's beard trembled and he murmured: "You are right, pay attention to the time, and let Li take a break."
After that, the old man sat back on the coaching bench.
The other side.
Trim kicked the mineral water tank hard!
What a shame.
Forget about Spain, which has fallen off the altar.
Even the Matador passing and controlling dynasty, which is at its peak, cannot penetrate the Turkish defense so easily!
....
Next game.
There is no suspense.
Saul and Koke were like two ferocious beasts. Together with Diego Costa and the forward Juanfran, they formed a crazy oppression network in the frontcourt.
Calhanoglu and his friends are miserable.
Dead ball phase.
Turan had no choice but to beat the turf. He was ruined. He was completely ruined in this game.
Barcelona spent a huge sum of 34 million euros and 7 million euros to sign the Turkish midfielder, which is like sleepwalking.
The referee is also under a lot of pressure, and he has to execute the penalty based on the opinions of the linesman.
These brats from Atletico Madrid are too much of a test for the refereeing team!
Time passes minute by minute.
The Turkish team, which advocates offensive football, unknowingly retreated to the front of the penalty area.
Crush!
They were completely crushed!
The Spanish team without the "Barcelona Gang", instigated by Li Kang, launched wave after wave of offensives.
Simple and crude.
Point straight to seven inches.
Is this still beautiful football?
The 20,000 Xingyue fans present felt despair.
Trim's clothes were messy and his face was flushed.
Can't concede the ball again.
Even if you are ranked third in the group, according to the "new rules" of this European Cup, you still have a chance to qualify!
....
Catalan Television.
Enrique's ears were ringing.
The cheers and bustle on the screen seemed far, far away from him.
The score is refreshed again and again.
The final whistle sounded.
The camera showed the LED scoreboard hanging high in the air.
6:0!!!
massacre!
massacre!
What's even more frightening is that...except for Saul and Koke, the other Spanish players didn't consume much physical energy at all.
There is no dust visible to the naked eye on Li Kang's jersey.
The host calmed down.
"The beginning of the Matador Legion's return to its peak!"
"After many years, the Spanish team, which has no Barcelona players, played a simple and efficient offensive, slaying the Xingyue Legion 6-0."
"Mr. Enrique....Mr. Enrique? Mr. Enrique!"
....
That night.
Marca spread the news of the triumph throughout the Iberian Peninsula.
"Powerful France! Is he only worth 1 million euros?"