Chapter 392 Extraordinary Li Kang (daily transition)
Madrid.
The national team staff gathered in front of the TV, extremely anxious.
"Fourteen days later, it's the Confederations Cup!"
"Look at the slow-motion replay...Li's arm was twisted like a dangling noodle."
"What noodles? Don't panic, it's a dislocation... I fucking hope it's just a regular dislocation!"
"Arm injuries will affect body balance, speed, confrontation..."
"Don't talk about the Confederations Cup, maybe the World Cup a year later..."
"Contact the best hospital immediately, communicate with Arsenal, and let Li return to Madrid for treatment!"
Everyone panicked and said nothing.
Mignano punched the table hard: "Pepe, that bastard, he destroyed our national treasure! He is our eternal enemy!"
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VIP box.
Beckenbauer was shaking with rage and furious.
"Contact Wolfat quickly!"
Dr. Wolfart, known as the number one miracle doctor in sports, Bayern's legendary beast, and a famous sports medicine expert.
Bolt, Kobe, Guyan, Maradona, Steffi Graf, Becker, Ronaldo, Almsik and other sports superstars once made a special trip to Munich to seek medical treatment.
Kahn's eyes dodge, wondering why: "The doctor was driven away by Guardiola two years ago... He is now in the United States."
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Millennium Stadium.
The boos, curses and exclamations were endless.
The little fan's eyes were covered by his parents.
Blood stains the turf red.
"Pepe vomited blood."
"It's very possible that the ribs punctured the lungs or bronchial tubes!"
"It's all your own fault!"
"The Real Madrid team doctor is under a lot of pressure."
"Red card!"
"The referee showed a red card to the Real Madrid centre-back who was leaving the field on a stretcher!"
"Two goals behind! One man was sent off! Will Galacticos' title defense plan fail at the Millennium Stadium?"
"Li Kang was the one who was violated. We cannot know the extent of his injuries for the time being. Judging from the slow-motion replay, his right arm..."
The Millennium Stadium was shrouded in cold.
The whole Arsenal team gathered around the stretcher and left the field.
Morata held Li Kang's left hand all the way and kept reassuring him that nothing was wrong.
Welbeck ran off the bench and stood on the sidelines with red eyes.
Cazorla's expression was dull: Because he had been tortured before, he knew the impact of injuries on young players.
All teammates and staff were silent.
At this time, the words Wenger and elegance had nothing to do with each other, and he kept urging the team doctor and UEFA's medical team.
Serious injuries seem to be something Arsenal can never avoid.
The tragedy that Diaby, Eduardo, Ramsey and others experienced... now also happened to Li Kang.
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Studio.
-[Pepe was carried into the ambulance. Most likely his ribs were broken and he stabbed his lungs or trachea. This is retribution.]
-【Don't worry about Li Mingdeng! I still want to see you holding the big ear cup.】
-[No, let alone a broken hand, even if a professional player catches a common cold, his competitive status will be greatly reduced.]
- [The Confederations Cup cannot be played. If the recovery is slow and there are any sequelae, don’t even think about next year’s World Cup. 】
-【Kick the ball with your feet, not with your hands! What impact can it have?】
-[It has a great impact on the functions of the whole body. Do you think it’s the Withered Heroes? 】
-[Real Madrid got a ruby God of War card, and there is hope for a comeback! Li Mingdeng can’t play in the game either!]
....
Pepe was very unwilling.
Didn't he protect Real Madrid's defense in everything he did?
Why doesn't everyone come up and care about themselves?
Did Zidane go to Arsenal's command area to care about Lee?
Fucking sick!
Angry and anxious.
The blood he coughed up stained the purple jersey red again.
Finally, Pepe was carried into a small ambulance and left the stage of the Champions League final...
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Football rules: In addition to standard shin pads, players are not allowed to wear any objects that may injure themselves or others.
Li Kang used his left hand to push open the team doctor's fixed plate.
Everyone looked at each other.
Boulder was stunned and exclaimed: "Boss, what Li means is... he still wants to continue playing!"
"No, it's too risky!"
"Wait a minute, don't make substitutions yet...listen to the team doctor's opinion!"
...
On the green field.
The referee resumed the game.
According to the rules: If a player who is injured and needs treatment does not have a serious brain injury or a fatal injury, the game time cannot be interrupted for a long time.
So the situation on the field at this moment is: ten-man Real Madrid versus ten-man Arsenal.
"Free kick chance for Arsenal!"
"There are not many people participating in the attack. On the premise of leading by two goals, we still have to focus on stability!"
"oops!"
"Sanchez didn't pull out the curve! It was confiscated by Navas!"
“Real Madrid’s counterattack!”
"Bell!"
Navas threw the ball hard and hit the right half!
Bell stopped the ball in front of him.
The football just passed Xhaka.
Immediately afterwards.
The spotlight in the audience seemed to only shine on Real Madrid’s No. 11!
"Thunder breaks out from the ground!"
"Gareth Bale!"
"Perfect pass!"
Zaka felt a strong wind passing by.
Looking back, I can only see the back of Real Madrid's super giant.
...
The audience at the scene had forgotten the tragedy just now.
His eyes were attracted by the lightning-fast purple clothes.
In the lens.
The billboards on both sides are becoming more and more mock-up.
Bell is getting faster and faster.
Like a thunder, it hit Arsenal's half!
Forty meters.
Thirty-five meters.
Thirty meters.
Cazorla and Monreal, who tried to double-team and intercept, were eaten alive!
The football passed between the two men.
Bell speeded up again.
"Between two o'clock."
"Bell is the shortest!"
"It's over!"
...
If Bell is on the left, he can produce nuclear bomb-level independent offensive capabilities.
Tottenham back then had already given the best instructions.
But in Real Madrid's system, he will not be allowed to play on the left.
Why?
Too glassy.
There is simply no way to build a system around him.
Real Madrid, a giant that has to fight on multiple fronts every season, needs a stable tactical framework.
Bell, who is on the right wing at the moment, has a single offensive method, but once he has space during the transition attack... no one can stop him.
"No support from teammates!"
"Is Bell going to open the door himself?"
Get to the edge of the penalty area.
Bell dribbled the ball laterally without any complicated rhythm changes. He purely used his speed to seize space, leaving Koscielny and Maguire unable to block it.
Give your left foot a hard kick!
The football is like a cannonball, hitting the upper right corner of Arsenal's gate!
Cech tried his best, but the white and gold gloves could not change the trajectory of football.
Arsenal's net was lifted.
2:1!
Real Madrid fans instantly burst into cheers like a wave!
"Mr. Key!"
"Bell performed a long-distance run that shocked everyone!"
"That's so unreasonable!"
"He pulled Real Madrid back from the brink of collapse!"
"Galactic Battleship never gives up!"
"This is the heritage of a wealthy family! This is the heritage of the 11th Champions League hegemon!"
"The amazing combat power in adversity and the tenacious fighting spirit... remain immortal!"
"It's not that easy for Arsenal to win the championship!"
"Zidane has spent his life breaking curses and creating miracles!"
"The suspense of the championship is back... Huh? Will Li Kang continue to compete?"
There are no goal replays.
The camera moves.
Arsenal No. 10 is back on the sidelines!
The night wind blew his black hair.
The white bandage reveals indescribable tenacity.
The entire Millennium Stadium was gradually drowned in thunderous applause.
Beckenbauer was stunned, as if he couldn't believe what was happening in front of him
...
Studio.
Barrage flying.
-[Without Li Mingdeng, Arsenal wouldn’t lose to Real Madrid, right?]
-[Refer to the Spanish El Clasico in April, ten-man Real Madrid reversed Barcelona!]
-[The stronger Real Madrid goes against the wind... Especially in the second half, the physical fitness bar of Real Madrid players is longer than that of the opponent!]
- [I know the script: Arsenal is exhausted, Real Madrid is tied at the last moment, the Champions League final is dragged into overtime, and finally Real Madrid wins!]
-[Courtesy: Are you Atletico Madrid?]
-[It makes no sense for Li Mingdeng to play with an injury, as the opponent is the Galaxy Battleship, which is at the top of the Champions League!]
...
Real Madrid players did not celebrate.
Bell had an ominous premonition, so he picked up the football and quickly ran back to the center circle.
Li Kang stepped onto the green field, stopped the concerned greetings from his teammates, and made a few quick gestures with his left hand.
The circle reopens during the game.
Morata kicked the ball back to Cazorla.
"Wenger's decision is too risky."
"Li Kang is affected by his arm injury and cannot maintain his balance... Wow!"
“Slalom de Marseille!”
Beckenbauer's shadow brought no stunts.
The powerful all-attribute blessing allows Li Kang to do whatever he wants on the green field.
On the center circle line.
He received a pass from Xhaka.
Facing front and back double-teaming by Kroos and Benzema.
The Eye of Truth bursts forth.
While walking forward with the ball, he gently pushed the ball with his right foot and the football slid to the right!
The red and white jerseys dance in the wind.
Turn around.
Cross looked shocked.
The Arsenal No. 10 in front of him has already completed a very cool and unrestrained movement of pulling the ball with his left foot.
grace!
No chance to counterattack.
Li Kang's explosive speed after pulling the ball and turning around seems to be even more terrifying than normal!
...
Sideline.
Wenger's mood is like riding a roller coaster, with ups and downs...
In the end, he did not refuse Li Kang's request.
Boulder and the players on the bench were excited.
The other side.
Zidane touched his bald head in confusion: Even with a broken arm, he could still maintain this terrible body balance... He couldn't do it when he was young!
...
"monster!"
"Why is his speed getting faster and faster!"
"Aren't you going to pass the ball yet?"
“Excellent one-two!”
“The pushing rhythm is perfect!”
Facing Modric's interception.
Li Kang did not confront him head-on.
Cazorla stepped forward and the distance between the two shortened.
Touch the ball with one foot continuously.
The football seems to have drawn a "∠" trajectory on the green grass!
"Super Wingman!"
"Can Li Kang still speed up?"
"Too overbearing!"
"All Arsenal's attacking players are working with him alone!"
"incredible!"
...
The moment Li Kang was about to single out the defense.
Bell caught up with him.
There seemed to be two thunder blasts in the ears of the audience.
Ramos became the backdrop for the two's racing.
There wasn't even a chance for foul blocking.
The football passed by him and he was eaten alive without any suspense!
The spotlight of the Millennium Stadium seemed to only shine on Li Kang and Bell.
The two figures in the camera, one red and one purple... set off a storm on the final night.
"They're too fast!"
"Two lightning bolts!"
"The two tall figures show the beauty of power and speed."
"The legs are too long."
"The stride is too big."
"I can no longer see the two people's feet clearly..."
"Who touches the ball first!"
"Wow!"
"Antelope hangs its horns!"
Snapped.
Inside the Real Madrid penalty area.
Li Kang made an emergency stop and dunked the ball with his right foot.
Bell couldn't stop his body's inertia.
The two of them were separated by several positions in an instant!
Everyone in the audience was stunned.
Why is the bandaged Mr. 200 million so angry?
The audience is not given time to reflect.
An explosion resounded across the sky, making Navas the backdrop again.
The galactic battleship was destroyed!
3:1!
Li Kang turned to face the Arsenal fans' stand and opened his left hand.
The night wind at the Millennium Stadium blew the bandages and black hair.
...
“Incredible!”
"Li Kang, who came into the battle injured, used a terrifying heavy shot... to kill Real Madrid's hope of equalizing the score!"
"hat trick!"
"Hat-trick in the Champions League final!"
"A legendary moment worthy of being recorded in football history!"
"Wear a bandage and continue fighting. The whole world has witnessed his tenacity and iron-bloodedness!"
"Tenacious and unyielding!"
"He made Arsenal worthy of this score!"
Duan Xuan and He Wei were a little incoherent.
So shocking.
King.
Arsenal's No. 10 on the green field is the king dominating the game tonight!
...
Studio.
Barrage flying.
-[This scene reminds me of Beckenbauer, two long-distance runs of 40 meters...I fought until I dislocated my shoulder, and continued to fight!]
-【This goal is so shocking.】
-[The Broken Arm spins in Marseille, the Broken Arm passes the ball, the Broken Arm races with Bale, the Broken Arm heavy cannons!]
-[The assist goes to Cazorla, assist of the century!]
-【One man fights the stars of the galaxy...】
-[No more, how can the ten-man Real Madrid beat the eleven-man Arsenal led by super Li Mingdeng?]
...
The Millennium Stadium under night has long become the territory of Gunners fans.
The applause was overwhelming.
Shout the hero's name to your heart's content.
"Lee!
"
"Lee!
"
"Lee!
"
Arsenal teammates cautiously surrounded Li Kang to celebrate.
Afraid of touching his injured arm.
Navas' face was ashen...looking at Bale helplessly.
Bell pressed his hands down with a complicated expression: "Yes, yes, Li and I are very similar..."
Modric lifted his jersey and wiped the sweat from his face, his inner tactical understanding collapsed...
Cristiano Ronaldo was not discouraged, picked up the football from the net and loudly encouraged his teammates.
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VIP box.
Beckenbauer clapped excitedly, his eyes unable to hide the appreciation.
"Did you pay attention to Arsenal's attack?"
"Lee did not favor his left half during the advancement process."
"He has too much freedom."
"If there were no rules about offside and the goalkeeper not being able to catch the ball...Li would be my next generation successor!"
"Is Kruyin in front of the TV?"
"There is no such thing as La Masia's No. 4 position! Li's skills, tactics, and fighting spirit were honed in the soil of German football."
All the legendary superstars held it in for a long time and were unable to refute... they could only nod in agreement.
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in the following time.
A galactic battleship without one person to fight is helpless.
Li Kang, wrapped in bandages, ran all over the place.
All members of Arsenal are not slacking off, and the fighting spirit is contagious.
They did not assume a low defensive posture.
Still taking advantage of the numerical advantage, after winning midfield strangleholds again and again, they launched a highly aggressive passing storm!
Real Madrid also did not give up.
Cristiano Ronaldo and Ramos used actions to boost morale.
Even if you die, you must die standing!
"The Champions League final is not a league, there is no goal difference to speak of."
"Either lose or draw."
"Real Madrid is not defending, they are going to fight to the death, they are going to fight to the death!"
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The 69th minute of the game.
Ronaldo received a pass from Kroos in the 35-meter area of Arsenal's half.
Half court is the shooting range!
Boom!
The football shot out and flew towards the stands.
He is no longer the omnipotent Phnom Penh Luo.
Injuries caused him to lose the explosiveness he was proud of.
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The 76th minute of the game.
Welbeck, who came on as a substitute, was waiting for food.
Li Kang sent a through ball from the right side of the penalty area.
Welbeck deliberately missed it!
Morata seizes the position and succeeds in one fell swoop!
Be strong when you are strong!
4:1!
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The 84th minute of the game.
Real Madrid's defense was "squashed" to the point of collapse.
The distance between Arsenal's attacking players suddenly shrank.
A fierce pass and cut in the thirty-meter area.
The defense of the ten-man Galaxy Battleship was instantly torn apart.
Giroud completed the scorpion's tail swing in the twelve-yard area.
Navas was unable to judge the angle of the shot for a moment and watched helplessly as the net was lifted.
5:1!
The attack did not stop.
The gunmen seem to be making Pepe pay for his evil deeds!
Xhaka got into the net, picked up the football and ran back.
A chill hit the hearts of all Real Madrid fans.
...
finally.
Beep! Beep beep~
The referee blew the whistle to end the game.
Arsenal 6:1 Real Madrid.
Reached the top of Europe for the first time in team history.