Chapter 148: He's Not Anyone's Successor

The broadcast of Juan Stadium suddenly resounded to the beat of flamenco.

Fans in the Iberian Peninsula held sherry aloft.

“Lee!!!”

“Lee!!!”

“Lee!!!”

Seville, at the moment seems to be the warmest city.

After Li Kang came on the court, he made a few gestures to his teammates.

Everyone understands.

Very regular international gestures.

No one can understand it.

Dunga's heart did not fluctuate.

I even want to laugh a little.

A bladeless array that fell off the altar? Even if you send in a talented midfield rookie, it doesn't make any sense.

The Iberian Peninsula is dead.

Died in the 2013 Confederations Cup final.

Match resumed.

Ali releases the ball.

David Luiz did not kick the ball after receiving instructions from the coaching staff.

Instead, choose to advance a few meters later.

The ball was distributed to Marcelo on the wing.

The Samba Legion suddenly sounded the horn of the onslaught.

The whole formation is pressed forward quickly.

Cazorla and Iniesta fought back decisively.

Marcelo picked up speed and shook off the duo with ease along the left flank.

"No matter how good the Spanish midfield masters are, they can't stand the explosive speed of the Real Madrid fullbacks!"

"In the face of absolute speed, all card predictions are floating clouds!"

How explosive was Marcelo at this time?

If he doesn't defend, he's a super fullback with all his attributes!

'Three Marcelos can't stop one Marcelo'

Dunga smiled confidently: "His defense has improved a lot in the past two seasons, coupled with Kroos's covering strategy in Real Madrid, so that Marcelo can switch wingers and full-backs at any time in the attack, Modric and Casemiro can protect the backline, he just has to let go and plug forward!" ”

The assistant coach was puzzled and said: "We don't have Kroos and Modric in the Brazilian team"

Marcelo rode to the middle circle.

Neymar turns to the middle.

Coutinho quickly pulled side.

The duo's cross-running is extremely agile and fast.

Sergio Busquets anticipated everything, but needed the support of his team-mates.

Carvajal was in place in time.

Marcelo looked up and instead of putting on a spectacular dribble, he subconsciously passed the ball to Coutinho.

Then he continued to gallop around the edges.

Pitchside.

Mignano said nervously: "Boss, the Dunga-Brazilian team is going to use Mourinho and Ancelotti's set of things against us!" ”

Bosque smiled and groaned, "Don't worry, we have Lee now." ”

The other side.

Dunga stood on the sidelines, cheering his teammates on loudly.

Offensive!

Crush the matador's delusions of revival with offense.

Early in Coutinho's career, he was the male lead template.

At the age of 15, he played in the Brazilian league, scored at the full level, and was famous in South America.

At the age of 17, he joined Inter Milan and surprised Mei Acha with his scimitar skills.

He and Balotelli, hailed as the future of Inter,

The 24-year-old Coutinho is now a popular star at Liverpool, an absolute first brother, and the heart of the attack.

How strong is the strength and form?

The cloud-piercing arrow that stands alone in the world amazes the world.

Only Liverpool fans do not admit that he is strong.

It's a pity that he has the "Ersa Dream", and for the rest of his life, after all, his dream will come to nothing, taste the heat and coldness of the world, and taste the ups and downs

Juan Stadium.

Coutinho stops the ball.

In the face of Cork's ferocious snatch.

He didn't choose anyone.

The back heel is dashing.

The ball rolled to Casemiro in the back.

"Ecstasy's heel pass."

'Casemiro was well timed to get forward and had better space to get on the ball.

Casemiro had already figured out his next passing route.

Break the step to meet the football.

Lean over and swing your legs.

Bang!

A black-haired figure swept by,

Huang Ma kicked his waist in the air, his body staggered, and his expression was stunned.

How could anyone be so elegant when they slid and shoveled?

It's so perverted!

"Beautiful!"

"Li Kang, clean and fierce shovel!"

"Spain's chance to fight back!"

"Oops, the speed of the counterattack is too slow!"

The Sevilla fans cheered for a few seconds before letting out a mournful exclamation.

After Li Kang broke the ball, he sent a long pass!

The ball spun violently, creating an elegant arc in mid-air and pinpointing David Silva on the right.

What was David Silva's early nickname?

"Slow version of Messi"!

Andres Iniesta frantically stepped forward to try to set up the City midfield in the middle.

Soon.

He was overtaken by Casemiro, who fell to the ground and turned around.

On the other side,

David Silva chested the ball to a halt.

Start exploding!

In an instant, the best opportunity to break through was lost.

Alves, William, and Thiago Silva surrounded him from different directions.

"Oops! If only he had gone a little faster! will not fall into such a desperate situation! ”

"No body, no speed, this ball is going to be lost!"

"Beautiful!"

"The genius magician of the blue moon!"

The slow version of Messi is not a derogatory term.

The ability to get rid of the ball in a small area.

David Silva, has been perfected.

He is a redefinition of the wide midfield.

Time seems to stand still.

David Silva flicked the ball with his left foot and pulled it again.

Slow movements.

The rhythm is exquisite.

Exactly twice in a row with his own body to separate the distance between the opponent and the football.

Alves and William couldn't make a steal, so they had to stick to the front.

The moment when the distance narrows.

The breakthrough line of the local narrow space is out!

David Silva pushes the ball diagonally with the outside of his left foot.

Sideways, he avoided Thiago's kick.

Turn around and take a few steps to push the ball forward.

Wait until Alves and William come back to their senses.

Where is there a chance to touch the corner of the Blue Moon genius!

Not afraid of bells and whistles and frontal wingers.

I'm afraid of this kind of side waist that plays with special functions!

The audience was in an uproar.

Dunga threw a punch into the air.

The Spanish bench cheered.

Bosque pressed his hands down and motioned for everyone to take their seats.

"Incredible! He untied the bag of the three men. ”

"The change of pace, the use of space!"

"This is David Silva!"

'That's the way he played in Valencia! It's Euro 2008! ”

"It's a pity that there is no Villa, no Dzeko, no Sergio Aguero in Spain right now!"

David Silva dribbled to the left baseline near the baseline.

Alves and Thiago quickly caught up!

Bang!

The ball left the outside of the left foot of the Blue Moon Magician.

Like a scimitar, it sliced the Brazilian backline to pieces.

It's like going through thousands of cooperations.

The end of the line.

The figure of the Spanish No. 6 appeared.

Li Kang.

He walked to the top of the arc of the big penalty area.

It's a natural pass. Pass away the fit.

Everyone's mouths opened wide in surprise.

No one will doubt that as long as Li Kang completes the shooting action and passes the ball with an accuracy of centimeters, it will be refracted into the net.

It's not that easy.

And David Louis!

His defensive anticipation and positional sense, top-notch.

As long as he doesn't grab it, he's the perfect centre-back.

"Unbelievable tacit understanding!"

"He's going to shoot"

"Cazorla!"

David Luiz frantically pounced on Li Kang!

Alisson quickly adjusts his position!

Syllable!

The football in the field of vision of the two suddenly disappeared.

Li Kang was calm and chic, touching the ball with one foot.

The matador's blade pierced into the left side of the Brazilian penalty area.

Cazorla magically appears at the endpoint.

Balanced feet.

Give it a gentle push.

The football rolls into the net of the Brazilian team.

Alisson was stunned.

Even if Van der Sar possessed him, he didn't have time to resolve the danger at the moment of lightning.

1:0!!!

Juan Arena, plunged into a carnival.

The Matador dynasty has set off the curtain of revival!

"Beautiful!"

"It's so tacit!"

"The most familiar way to score goals: passing the goal!"

"The way the Spanish team counterattacked, it was very different!"

"No speed, no impact, but the ultimate use of space, the mastery of rhythm changes!"

"They pulled the Brazilian backline to the same speed as themselves! And with rich experience, pry open the door! ”

"Li Kang, he intercepted the attack of the Brazilian team, he sent a lethal pass!"

"The Spanish team made up for the club's dream squad that was difficult to put together in this friendly match!"

Live room.

Barrage flies.

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[This is a friendly match? The tacit understanding of hanging and bombing the sky. 】

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[Take a good look, Li Mingdeng has a group of superstar teammates, how awesome he has become, and how easy he plays! ] 】

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[Football is really a team sport, don't go back to Leverkusen, what does it mean to be a father and a mother? Prepare for the European Championship half a year in advance! 】

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[Li Mingdeng quit the national team after winning the European Cup and the World Cup, after these teammates are old, the new generation of Spain is full of pits. 】

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[I seem to see the invincible Spain of Aragonés in the 2008 European Cup, it is not meaningless to pass and control the inverted foot, but to pursue the rhythm of penetration and advancement, the role of the striker is to freeze the opponent, and every midfielder has the right to fire, which is the most beautiful era of Ilibyan football. 】

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[It's a pity that Li Kang didn't meet Aragonés.] 】

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[It's a good thing that you haven't met it, Zhisuo's personality is too harsh, paranoid and arbitrary, and Li Kang may be pressed to the back line. 】

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[I think Bosque is better, he looks at Li Kang like he is looking at his grandson.] 】

Pitchside.

The Spanish staff were thrilled.

Mignano jumped excitedly.

And not just because of the goals.

Rather, they saw the hope of revival.

The opponent is a five-star Brazil with a three-point nail.

The combination of Thiago Silva and David Luiz is like a layer of tissue paper soaked in water in front of us.

Bosque flicked his mustache with a smile: "It turns out that we have gone into a misunderstanding, Lee and Xavi are La Masia No. 4 positions in completely different senses, he is not the successor of any legend, he will write his own legend!" ”

The other side.

Dunga's expression was mixed.

When the slump was over, he angrily called Casemiro.

The fat tiger of this period has just returned to Real Madrid, and he is not very famous, and there is no superstar card.

It's useless to have a superstar hand.

Even if it was a superstar like Ronaldinho and Kaka, Dunga would not have given a good face back then.

"Fuck, let you stare at Li Kang, why are you as slow as a snail?"

"We shouldn't have conceded the ball! You should help limit David Silva! ”

Casemiro scratched the back of his head and pointed at Iniesta in the distance, "Iniesta's running position is more threatening, and Lee's passing angle was blocked by his teammates at that time, so he couldn't create a threat." ”

I can't tell if I feel bitter.

Who is my partner at the club?

Luka Modric and Kroos.

You let me stop Li Kang and David Silva alone?

Juan Stadium, thunderous applause.

Li Kang was tightly surrounded by his teammates.

As soon as he got on the pitch, it changed the situation.

"Lee, Arsenal are better for you."

"Lee, if you come to Manchester City, you will play more easily than you are now."

"We are Atletico."

Iniesta silently withdrew from the celebratory crowd.

Didn't celebrate for long.

The Spaniards ran back to the center circle

Li Kang found it easy to play in the national team and didn't need to use his own brain.

Attack: Iniesta, Cazorla, David Silva, the three master midfielders run and pull, will directly give the optimal solution to the end.

Defensively: Sergio Busquets' anticipation and Koke's ferocious interception will make it easy for his teammates to get the ball back.

The lap was reopened.

Mignano gestured wildly on the sidelines.

Dunga's expression became more solemn.

What terrible changes will Spain's next stage of tactical adjustment bring?

Hulk kicks off and crosses Neymar.

Beep! Beep~

The referee blew the whistle for the end of the first half.

"The first half was a good game. Fluency! ”

"The referee team did not give injury time, which is the unspoken rule of international friendlies."

Neymar crossed his hands on his hips and walked slowly off the pitch.

Spain's midfield is too dominant, and Dunga's tactics are too rigid and conservative.

He didn't have a chance to receive the ball up front.

It's like Barcelona without Xavi.

He doesn't have Messi around him in the national team.

Thiago Silva struggled to interact with his team-mates at the back.

He was also the "first guard of the world" in this period.

Germany 7:1 Brazil, he has an alibi.

Mignano diligently draped Li Kang's coat and handed him water and a dry towel.

"Lee, hurry up and rest."

Peake pouted: "Lee didn't sweat!" ”

Everyone was stunned, and then came back to their senses.

Li Kang came off the bench for just a few minutes to help the team open up the situation.

Morata stumbled after Bosque and explained: "Boss, Lee and I really have a good understanding that the coaching staff should take the opportunity to let me be on the pitch at the same time as him."

Brazilian locker room.

Dunga incarnated as a tyrant and roared angrily:

"Whether it's a friendly or a big cup match, I want you to give it your all!"

"The Centennial America's Cup is just around the corner! We're going to bring the trophy back to Brazil! ”

"Spanish Transmission Control is dead!"

"They're just playing tricks!"

'In the second half, I don't want to see the back line out of position again!'

"The strength of our squad will not lose to the Spanish veterans!"

The Brazilian players were silent.

The strength of the squad and age, of course, have an advantage.

It's a pity why let a group of superstars play "civilian" play.

Ethiopia training base, Argentina.

Mascherano, dressed in a vest, sat in front of the television and said wistfully:

"There's a good chance that Spain will be back on top of Europe."

"If we had a talented midfielder like Li Kang in the 2014 World Cup, the result would have been very different."

"Leo, I'm 32 years old, and I may not be able to accompany you to the 20182022 World Cup."

Messi patted his old partner on the shoulder.

Didn't speak.

Portuguese training base.

Nani walked into the locker room and wondered, "You're hiding here alone to watch the game?" ”

Ronaldo hurriedly pressed the remote control and turned off the TV.

His face was grim: "I was just on the turntable." ”

(End of chapter)