Chapter 409: How Many Balls Are Enough For Three Metronomes To Kick? (Daily Transition)

Kimmich didn't have time to adjust his focus, and a trace of despair arose in his heart.

Gap.

Intense frustration.

I can't even touch the corner of the Spanish No. 6.

This is what breaks the rhythm, the frequency of shifting, the center of gravity control, the body coordination.

"Kimmich was lucky."

"He's in the next ten years. will have many opportunities to compete with Li Kang. ”

"It's over."

"Li Kang goes head-to-head against Kroos!"

"Real Madrid's midfield textbook card position!"

"Wow! The ball is divided! ”

Kroos looks very gentle, but in fact he has inherited the strong physique of his predecessors in the German midfield.

The defensive picks at the moment were extremely reasonable.

He tried to intercept Spain's No.6 in a frontal position.

Li Kang did not slow down and pushed the ball hard to the outside line.

The shadow in the brain spreads to the extreme.

Secondary Acceleration!

Cross felt a gust of wind pass by him!

I can't help but be in a trance.

This kid's strength and speed are terrifying.

How do you feel more Kaka than Bell?

"Wow!"

"He's a bolt of lightning!"

"Unstoppable!"

"The perfect combination of power and speed!"

"Li Kang received the ball passed to him!"

Loew was dumbfounded.

Mignano raised his arms and shouted.

Bosque bent over and spread his hands anxiously, as if worried about Li Kang's injury.

live broadcast room,

Barrage dominates the screen.

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[Hung up again? 】

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【666! Li Mingdeng is awesome! 】

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【Martial arts acme! The pinnacle of physical cultivation! Prove the Word with Strength! 】

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[The whole Confederations Cup is a substitute for a lazy walk, and all the energy accumulated is released at this moment! ] 】

Thirty-meter area.

Boateng didn't panic at all.

He is not fighting alone, and the loyal and reliable Hummels!

Fight.

Bag clamp enclosure.

Intercept and kill Li Kang.

Not going to be a backdrop again!

Tens of thousands of spectators at the scene couldn't help but hold their breath, looking forward to the clash between the matador coaching sword and the Bayern center-back combination.

Li Kang's body stopped suddenly, and he did not find any opportunity to force a head-on breakthrough.

Boateng sticks out his big black leg from the front.

Hummels crashed into him from the side.

Syllable!

The ball left Li Kang's left foot, stuck to the turf, and passed through the gap between two of Germany's top centre-backs.

"Curved passing in a high-pressure environment!"

"Just the right amount of lead!"

"Shredded Bayern's high defence!"

When Neuer wipes the back line's ass, he is never afraid of a straight stop.

But it's annoying to pass the ball on the ground.

The trajectory is like a sharp scimitar.

He was on the front edge of the big penalty area, and he was in a dilemma.

"Morata's movement and Li Kang's passing path are very clear!"

"Arsenal's classic pass-and-run connection!"

"It's coming!"

The ball slows down slowly on the right side of the penalty area.

Alvaro Morata slapped in.

A natural tacit understanding.

Handsome face, full of confidence.

Gently lift your right foot.

The ball rises off the ground and glides lightly over Neuer's head towards the goal!

All members of the Spanish bench rushed to the sidelines.

Bosque subconsciously covered his chest.

Syllable!

Soccer ball smashed on the beam. Bounce off and crash into the net!

2:0!!!

The audience boiled.

"Beautiful!"

"The ball is in!"

"Li Kang rode through the level alone to tear apart the defense line and create a killing machine, and Morata performed a master's superb shooting skills!"

"Together, the duo helped Spain extend their lead!"

"The scales of victory have tipped in!"

"St. Petersburg is full of fireworks!"

Live room.

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[It's too explosive, one person completes the mid lane advancement! ] Finally, you can also deliver a deadly pass in an extremely difficult oppressed environment! 】

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[Shocking crushing propulsion! ] 】

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[Midfield magician? Midfield Grandmaster! 】

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[Transmission control? Infiltrate? Isn't it all over if you crash into it? 】

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[Actually, it's very suspenseful, Morata's footwork. Forget it, who doesn't eat dumplings during the New Year! 】

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[Teammates also played a key role, with Koke always ready to play for Li Kang, Isco pinning down Rudiger, and Diego Costa's running also affected Neuer's judgment. 】

Morata wanted to grab Li Kang's shoulder but was afraid of affecting his hand injury, so he could only point to the corner flag area excitedly and anxiously.

The fans were thrilled and cheered.

“Lee!!!”

“Lee!!!”

“Lee!!!”

The Confederations Cup curse is behind you.

The audience reminisced about the thrilling offensive process and couldn't help but smile with satisfaction.

The shadow in Li Kang's brain contracted wildly

Without the blessing of the Legendary Phantom, the energy consumption rate is very fast.

Sidelines.

After Bosque and Mignano celebrated, they began to prepare for the substitutions in advance.

"Boss, the German team is very strong, but the positional attack is only thunder and rain, unless they hit a Lewandowski!"

"It's two goals ahead, let Lee come down and rest later, and sprint back and forth like this for a long time, I'm really afraid that his injury will worsen."

The other side.

Loew pulled out his crotch, not because of bad taste, but because of body language caused by emotional tension and anxiety.

In the end, he reluctantly sat back in the dugout.

The game continues.

The German veterans are very tenacious and will not give up after falling behind by two goals.

Neuer raised his hand to signal Boateng and Rudiger to move forward and join the attack.

Cross kept his composure and methodically did the "dealing" work.

His passing consistency has reached an all-time level.

Schedule transfers.

Comb in tandem.

Organize an offensive.

It's a pity that the German team's forward configuration is too unusual.

"Kroos has made several transformations in recent years."

"He's the best midfield metronome in Europe right now."

Duan Xuan stabbed He Wei's waist with his elbow.

Hurriedly handed over a piece of information.

He Wei glanced down: "2011: The Year of the Death of Metronome Midfield".

The 70th minute of the match.

Dead Ball Phase.

Thiago stood in the centre circle, with the fourth official holding up the LED number plate.

"Spain made a second substitution!"

"Thiago replaces Li Kang!"

Li Kang clapped his palms and ran down the green field.

St. Petersburg, thunderous applause burst onto the scene.

The next game was particularly dull.

The combination of Thiago and Sergio Busquets at the back made the tempo even slower.

At club level, the 'metronome midfielder' has been shaken off by various tactical changes and is far from the top stage.

However, the national team level is different, the tactics are more pragmatic, and the on-the-spot adjustment is more simple.

The special tactical environment has awakened the pursuit of Thiago, Busquets, Kroos and others for field control and ball proportion.

No way.

The single-game touch data of the three people in the club is taken out and taken out, and they are all the best in Europe.

Being on the floor at the same time at the moment, three balls are enough for three metronomes to kick?

On this occasion, other people's strangulation and interception, offensive and defensive switching. have all become supporting roles.

Minutes ticked by.

The pinnacle of the Confederations Cup returns to the essence of the final.

Ultimately.

Beep! Beep~

The referee blew the whistle for the end of the match.

Spain 2:0 Germany.

Won the Confederations Cup for the first time in history.

Thanks to the book friend "Zhang Jie" for the reward