What is a destructive midfielder?

Chapter 328 The Legendary Tournament Ends (Daily Transition)

Ronaldo was stunned.

After hesitating for two seconds, he still smiled and hugged Li Kang vigorously.

Puma in the game installed a hypersensitive sensor with the ball, and he did not question whether the scorer was himself.

Klose and Ram also surrounded him.

Bravo squatted on the turf depressedly, with a look of lovelessness on his face.

Zidane applauded while signaling the fans in the nearby stands to be more enthusiastic.

Wembley Stadium was immediately covered by more and more crazy cheers.

"Pretty!"

"The ball is scored again!"

"Klose's goal, Lahm's cross, Li Kang's header, Ronaldo's screen!"

"The European team will make another victory!"

"fantastic."

"The purest technical feast!"

"Lee Kang scored twice! He put on a very entertaining performance again! Feast our eyes."

"Marseille roundabout!"

"Extreme cadence!"

"Legend of Flying!"

ESPN Live Room.

Barrages are flying.
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[After all, the opponents are all veterans, and Li Mingdeng's presence on the field is simply a blow to dimensionality reduction! 】
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[Bouncing power exploded, body flexibility exploded. 】
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[Wrong, apart from running speed, he conquered the fans with his skills and sense of the ball! 】
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[Veterans fight each other physically, just like the kind old fans I met at the college stadium. 】
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[Buffon: You are old, I am not old. 】
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[Li Kang's head is as unreliable as Morata's feet. I thought the ball was gone. 】
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[Klose is really a late bloomer, the older you get, the more monster you get! 】
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[In fact, he was very demonic in Bremen, and he should praise the quality of Qua Ram's cross, as well as Ronaldo's running and covering. 】

sidelines.

Van Gaal hugged Cruyff excitedly.

The two mortal enemies of Ajax who had been arguing for many years forgot their grievances at this moment.

"genius!"

"The most perfect midfielder for the new generation!"

"Did you see that? How much like Zidane!"

Not for a few seconds.

Cruyff pushed Lao Fan away in disgust.

"Replace Li, he's tired!"

"Where is he tired?"

"I said he was tired and he had to play in the Premier League next week."

Van Gaal did not continue to refute, and turned to the bench.

The other side.

Bielsa also called out Carlos Tevez and Riquelme who had finished warming up.

A master who only focuses on football, but doesn't care about the sophistication of the world on the green field.

"Listen, you guys cooperate well with Messi."

Riquelme nodded seriously.

Tevez impatiently avoided the coach's sight.

VIP box.

Platini saw Beckenbauer lose his temper for the first time.

"Why did Cruyff just replace Lee?"

"Lee hasn't quite shown me what we are a Bundesliga player. I mean, he's been through German football."

Beckenbauer raised his gold-rimmed glasses.

I secretly sighed in my heart: It would be great if Li could represent the German team in the World Cup.

The fourth official stands outside the center circle line.

He held up his number plate.

"There is no limit on the number of substitutions in this legendary match!"

"The European team made a large rotation!"

"Li Kang, Harvey, Pirlo, and Zidane go off at the same time!"

"It's Beckham, Scholes, Owen, Ballack!"

"The legend of England and the soul of the German tank, all on stage."

"The South American team also made two substitution adjustments."

"People's champion, Carlos Tevez!"

"Classical midfielder, Riquelme!"

"It's Big Luo and Ronaldinho who are replaced!"

Accompanied by warm applause.

Li Kang and several old midfield partners walked off the pitch.

Zidane patted the back of his head and said with a smile: "Adjust yourself, you will soon return to the fierce competition of normal confrontation. We may still meet in the Champions League this season."

Li Kang nodded.

Harvey suddenly interjected: "Lee, Barcelona is a very good family."

His mouth was suddenly covered by Pirlo on the side.

Van Gaal enthusiastically handed over the towel and sports drink: "Li, do you still remember the lineup I told you back then? Come, come, sit down! I'll tell you again, I don't need to be specific. player!"

Cruyff stood aside with kind eyes.

He had prepared a lot to say to his descendants, but at this moment he couldn't say a word.

After this game, it seems that there is no need for that.

Li Kang listened carefully to what Lao Fan said.

He wasn't able to leave the game that quickly.

After the game, the players from both sides will have to interact with the sick children.

The game resumed.

The South American team's offensive suddenly got stuck.

"Messi ran out of space on the right!"

"Tévez could pass the ball. Oops, no points!"

"Stealed by Beckham!"

"It's a pity."

"Although Beckham looks handsome, he is also a tough guy! His running coverage"

"Kaka!"

"It's a pity, Nesta knows Kaka too well."

Time passed minute by minute.

Bielsa, who advocates offensive football, also saw the problem: these Argentine big brothers don't like to hand over the ball to Messi at all.

Without any choice.

He can only play low defense on the premise that he cannot control the ball.

Giving up a large area of ​​vertical space does not mean that the team has lost its offense.

Because the South American team also has a Kaka.

There is also a running-in problem in the midfield of the European team.

Beckham and Scholes regarded Ballack as Gerrard and Lampard.

But Ballack regarded the two as Schneider
Style mismatch.

Attack once constipation.

It is difficult to transmit the shells to Ronaldo and Klose in front.

Play a long pass directly?
The opponent's defense line has been trained by Li Kang to be airtight.
sidelines.

Cruyff didn't seem to care about the outcome of the game.

Only Van Gaal stood in the command area and paced back and forth.

The game time passed minute by minute.

78 minutes.

The South American team finally got a good chance to fight back!

Redondo steals Ballack.

Quickly split to the right.

Messi stopped and took the lead to resolve Ram's counter-robbery.

After dribbling the ball a few steps laterally, the left foot slammed into the bottom of the football.

Another big diagonal arc!

"Pretty!"

"I found Kaka who started from the left!"

"coming!"

"People on Moshang are like jade."

"My son is unparalleled in the world."

Many people say that Kaka is too old and his body cannot maintain the sprint at his peak.

Actually.

Kaka's long-distance raid is not only about speed.

Every contact rhythm in the stroke.

Meteor in stride.

There is also a well-designed raid route.

He is also a legend that cannot be copied.

Even a fast horse like Walcott cannot reproduce it.

In the cheers of hundreds of thousands of fans.

Kaka broke through Scholes' interception.

Brutally tripped out of the long-range angle.

Bah!
The football roared past Buffon's five fingers.

3:2! ! !

Kaka made the most classic celebration in his career: pointing his hands to the sky and running with his head up.
The first football love of countless spectators was awakened at this moment.

Beep!beep beep~
Finally, the referee - Collina blew the whistle for the end of the game!
(End of this chapter)