"The Spanish Armada used two earth-shattering heavy artillery shots to collapse the Turkish defense!"

"Just like the Battle of Lepanto back then!"

"Diego Costa, worthy of the name of divine striker!"

"Li Kang, the new helmsman of the invincible fleet!"

"The two connected, jointly outlining the most beautiful scenery of the French summer!"

He Wei was extremely excited.

Duan Xuan was stunned: he sensed that the game might very well evolve into a massacre.

...

Diego Costa turned and rushed towards Li Kang.

The cheering of the Spanish fans at the scene grew louder and more vigorous as he raised his arms.

"Lalalalala!!!"

That's right, the Chelsea striker is also good at creating atmosphere.

He lifted the team emblem on Li Kang's chest and roared loudly at the stands.

Saúl and Koke also ran forward.

The two young players looked adoring.

"Li, if you come to Atlético Madrid, we will definitely beat Barcelona and Real Madrid!"

"You are too much of a tough guy!"

A tough guy?

These two little followers are really good at flattering. When has Li ever been a tough guy?

Carvajal twitched the corner of his mouth, not wanting to be outdone: "Li, you have too much temperament..."

....

Livestream.

The screen was filled with comments.

-【Turkey isn't that bad, is it? What's going on, they're collapsing already, a bunch of useless guys.】

-【Li Mingdeng is so handsome back in the national team, adapting to all systems... no, mastering all systems.】

-【It's a dimensional strike, very few national teams have enough training time to work together, Spain's rotation players... are in batches and sets, ready to move in.】

-【What's "ready to move in"? It's plug-and-play. Atlético Madrid and Real Madrid are not bad either, two teams fighting for the top of the Champions League, but I guess Del Bosque still has a lot of tricks up his sleeve.】

-【Damn, his heavy artillery through ball goes backwards! The passing accuracy is terrifying! I thought he had shanked it at first, but it turned out to be a nanny ball fed to his mouth.】

-【The helmsman of the invincible fleet, the super core.】

-【Diego Costa is very fierce, why didn't he play this kind of effect with Xavi and Alonso during the 2014 World Cup?】

-【This guy's body and impact are explosive, but his small techniques under his feet are "relatively" rough, and his rhythm control is a grade lower than peak Torres and peak Villa, he can't adapt to the Spanish passing and control system, and he's not the most traditional center forward either.】

-【If Morata can merge with him... invincible!】

....

At the edge of the field.

Busquets and Iniesta couldn't help but stand up and applaud.

"The feeling of winning while sitting on the bench is so wonderful."

"Simeone's tactics are really effective against Turkey, a natural counter, directly hitting the soft spot!"

Piqué closed his lips tightly, sitting in the corner of the bench with his legs crossed, rubbing his shoes with his hands...

Morata took off his jacket, looking eager to try.

Mijatović said excitedly: "Boss, the experiment was successful, I seem to see Atlético Madrid sweeping Europe in the 13/14 season, we should have recruited Gabi..."

Del Bosque patted his big belly and shook his head happily: "We can't put all our eggs in one basket."

On the other side.

Terim suppressed his anger and beckoned for Turan and Çalhanoğlu.

Before he could even speak.

Çalhanoğlu turned his head again to carefully observe Li Kang's gestures, and hurriedly said:

"Boss, they are going to play high pressing next, to force our midfield to the wing..."

"Shut up!"

The Turkish tyrant couldn't hold back: "Follow our familiar offensive routines to find opportunities, there is still a lot of time in the game, we can equalize the score! Don't think about messy things, do you think you are Li? Want to destroy the Spanish tactical system?"

"Play the middle! Cross runs to pull, penetrate the ball in!"

Çalhanoğlu's expression was displeased.

The internal relationship of the Turkish locker room is very delicate.

A few years ago, he was even pointed at the head with a gun by his teammates...

Turan hurriedly dissuaded the two, signaling both sides to calm down.

His EQ is not low, just simply bad.

...

The game restarts in the center circle.

Yilmaz kicks off and passes horizontally to Turan.

This top Chinese Super League scorer is still a bit unaccustomed to the rhythm of international competitions.

After a few quick passes, the ball came to İnan's feet.

He is the real midfield core of the Crescent-Stars.

Although his passing and receiving skills are two grades weaker than Hakan, he can hold the ball relatively well.

Turan cuts inside to the center.

Erkin cuts forward on the wing.

All the Turkish midfielders and forwards begin to shorten the distance.

"Turkey is going to play some of their own stuff!"

"They are very good at forming multi-point support close to each other in offensive advances!"

"There is still a lot of time in the game, we need to calm down and equalize first... Oops!"

....

İnan was dumbfounded.

He was just about to launch an offensive.

Suddenly, he discovered that the Spanish team had launched a fierce press in the midfield and frontcourt.

The other side's thug-like center forward with a face full of ferocity was rushing towards him with murderous intent!

Diego Costa also came out of the Atlético Madrid system. After being trained by Mourinho at Chelsea, he is a super forward guard!

Pa!

The Turkish midfielder decisively passed the ball diagonally to Çalhanoğlu, who had pulled out space!

The latter began to observe the vertical position of the Spanish defense before receiving the ball.

Crescent-Stars, your core...

No.

There is no suitable long pass route.

Li had already directed Ramos and San José, the two Spanish center-backs, to retreat?

Another deep defense...

We have to pull to the side first!

Unfortunately.

Çalhanoğlu is too slow.

Saúl's flying shovel followed closely!

The ball was kicked out of bounds.

Çalhanoğlu flipped half a circle in the air and fell to the ground in pain.

"Is it a foul? Let's take a look at the slow-motion replay!"

"No problem!"

"Saúl, the young player from Atlético Madrid, touched the ball first!"

"A very fierce interception!"

....

Çalhanoğlu struggled to get up.

He looked at İnan with a grievance, spreading his hands to indicate: don't just focus on shifting the firepower, observe the receiving environment of your teammates.

Turkish full-back Erkin quickly threw the ball out of bounds.

No time to dawdle, they are two goals behind.

"Erkin is a good offensive player on the wing who is favored by Inter Milan coach Mancini, but he rarely has the opportunity to push forward and attack when he returns to the national team!"

"İnan quickly transfers, this time it's given to Turan!"

...

Turan's ability is still much stronger than Çalhanoğlu.

Facing the double-team of Koke and Cazorla.

He took the ball and made a burst, trying to break through the encirclement and complete the task of advancing before finding a point to pass the ball.

Oğuz quickly supported forward, but was met by Juanfran who was cutting forward!

"Turan is not fast, but his dribbling ability is very strong!"

"Koke and Cazorla can't do anything about him for a while!"

"Yılmaz is pulling to the side, Turan can pass the ball!"

....

Turan had a hard time saying it.

He does not have the ability to accelerate a second time.

Koke and Cazorla are not vegetarians, a combination of hard and soft interception, impeccable.

Especially the Arsenal ambidextrous master, his center of gravity and step frequency are very stable, and he can't get rid of him at all.

The Barcelona midfielder was unknowingly forced to the wing.

Sometimes there is really a restraint between offensive and defensive individuals. Turan is not afraid of center-backs with strong frontal defense, but it is difficult to get rid of technical players like Cazorla.

Seeing that he was about to be unable to support it, he glanced at the figure of his forward teammate.

Got it.

His body stopped abruptly, a flick and a sway.

Pulled out the passing space in the diagonal direction.

Pa!

The football had just left his right foot!

A black-haired figure arrived quietly!

Li Kang.

"The timing of the interception calculated by the computer! Perfect!"

"Oh! Look at this stop, his left foot seems to have been glued!"

"Atlético Madrid... Spain's counterattack is coming again!"

Riviera Stadium.

The Crescent-Star fans erupted in boos.

The Matador fans cheered.

....

At the edge of the field.

Del Bosque applauded with a smile, muttering:

"Simeone's tactical thinking is really suitable for dealing with teams that are good at short passing and penetration."

"Exactly the same as the pre-match arrangement."

"Implement a large-depth defense in the backcourt, strangling Çalhanoğlu's long pass."

"Press Turan to the wing, drive him to a narrow field of vision area, block his short pass, and then use a shrinking formation to form a squeeze in the middle."

"Perfect combination of wing and center pressure."

Mijatović listened in a daze, and echoed: "Li is too amazing!"

On the other side.

Terim calmly directed the defensive players.

"Retreat! Retreat quickly! Prevent that kid's long pass!"

"Watch the opponent's center forward!"

Topal and Balta are very short.

If Li Kang sends another wonderful long pass, the consequences will be unimaginable!

....

Li Kang did not make a long pass.

In God's perspective,

Diego Costa is surrounded, not only by three defenders, but also by Tufan, who is dragging behind the Turkish formation.

Can he fight four?

Pa!

The football left Li Kang's left foot again.

It leaped towards the Atlético Madrid youngster in the forty-meter area.

Saúl received attention from the Spanish domestic media when he was a child. He was very talented when he was in Real Madrid's youth training camp.

A super genius who can still win the Golden Boot as a left-back in the European Youth Championship...

Was unexpectedly transformed into a midfield utility player by Simeone.

At this time, Saúl's innate talent had not been completely worn away.

Pull with the right foot, flick with the right foot.

Easily shook off Oğuz and İnan who were trying to counter-grab.

The audience was in an uproar.

Spanish fans were about to offer warm applause...

Then.

He passed the ball back to Li Kang, who was rushing forward, with adoration in his eyes.

The opportunity for a counterattack... was wasted like this.

...

Del Bosque painfully covered his chest, his face flushed with anger.

Why do these little guys

Always have all kinds of shortcomings...

Mijatović couldn't help but complain: "What is he thinking, passing back at this time, isn't it just wasting a good counterattack opportunity?"

Terim almost jumped up in a hurry.

He waved his hand vigorously, signaling his disciples to seize the opportunity to return to their defensive positions!

It was close...

...

Livestream,

Comments flying.

-【Laughing to death, he passed the ball back!】

-【No problem, he is strictly executing Spain's tactics...】

-【Saúl had a serious kidney injury last year, I guess his brain was also slightly affected.】

...

Duan Xuan and He Wei were silent for a moment.

How to praise?

How can this be praised?

"A beautiful two-on-two!"

"Saúl plays football with a lot of灵性 (lìngxìng, flair/spirit)!"

"Oh, the Turkish defense is in place! It's a bit difficult!"

Li Kang dribbled the ball at high speed.

The 8-point speed boost brought by the Bondage Upgrade is too obvious!

The Turkish forwards quickly chased back, all rushing towards him.

The ball was taken past the center circle.

Li Kang always felt that he had overlooked something?

In God's perspective.

The Turkish formation is rapidly falling into place.

A figure is active in the empty area of the opponent's half.

David Silva!

...

Pa.

The football left Li Kang's left foot again.

David Silva took a few steps back.

The distance between the two is very close.

It is just an ordinary short pass.

"Spain is going to reorganize the attack."

"David Silva's speed is a bit slow."

"Huh? He broke through!"

...

The spotlights of the entire stadium seemed to be on the Manchester City midfielder alone.

"Slow-motion Messi"!

David Silva!

A thin body, agile dribbling, as if dancing on a tightrope!

With a slight sway, he got rid of Tufan's interception.

Terim roared frantically.

"Don't all go to intercept!"

"Be careful of his distribution! Watch Diego Costa!"

The Turkish coach's voice began to become hoarse.

Gönül and Balta quickly blocked!

Two defense one.

Useless.

Although the Manchester City midfielder is slow.

But he has broken through the defenses of countless giants!

The two Turkish Super League and Turkish First League center-backs can't stop him at all!

İnan and Oğuz quickly caught up.

The Turkish backcourt faintly formed a four-man encirclement...

"This ball is going to be lost!"

"It's still a loss because of the slow speed!"

"Wow!"

"He broke through again!"

David Silva slowed down slightly!

With his superb ball control accuracy, he dodged and moved in a small space.

The Turkish defenders were like wooden stakes, watching the football pass through the gap...

....

In front of the penalty area.

David Silva, who was not interfered with, bent his leg!

Ping!

Accompanied by a crisp sound.

The football rose from the ground!

The incredible arc made goalkeeper Babacan petrified.

How to predict?

The shooting direction is completely unpredictable!

The white net was lifted again and again.

3:0!!!

The audience was in an uproar.

Massacre!

It's simply a massacre.

...

Duan Xuan and He Wei stared at the big screen.

How did the assist get counted on Li Kang's head?

It was just a short pass in the center circle...

"A传球 (Chuánqiú, passing) that breaks through the defense!"

"Assist hat-trick!"

"Young player Li Kang's perfect performance!"

"The connection between the two midfield magicians killed the game!"

....

At the edge of the field.

Mijatović waved his hands: "Boss, we seem to be thinking too much, the Turkish defense is very weak, it seems that there is no need to use our brains."

Del Bosque's beard twitched and he muttered: "You're right, pay attention to the time, let Li come off the field to rest."

After saying that, the old man sat back on the coach's seat.

On the other side.

Terim kicked the mineral water box heavily!

Shame.

Not to mention the Spanish team that fell from grace.

Even the rising Bullfighting Dynasty of passing and control could not break through the Turkish defense so easily!

....

The following game.

There is no suspense.

Saúl and Koke, like two ferocious beasts, cooperated with Diego Costa and Juanfran, who cut forward, to form a crazy pressing network in the frontcourt.

Çalhanoğlu and his friends suffered unspeakable pain.

In the dead ball stage.

Turan helplessly pounded the grass, he was useless, he was completely useless in this game.

The Turkish midfielder, who was heavily recruited by Barcelona for 34 million euros plus 7 million euros, was sleepwalking.

The referee was also under great pressure, he had to implement the penalty according to the opinion of the linesman.

This group of little bastards from Atlético Madrid are too much of a test for the referee team!

Time passed by every minute and every second.

The Turkish team, which advocated offensive football, unknowingly retreated to the front of the penalty area.

Crushing!

They were completely crushed!

The Spanish team without the "Barcelona gang", under the leadership of Li Kang, played wave after wave of offensives like a tide.

Simple and brutal.

Directly hit the vitals.

Is this still beautiful football?

The 20,000 Crescent-Star fans at the scene felt despair.

Terim was disheveled and his face was flushed.

They can't concede any more goals.

Even if they get third in the group, according to the "new rules" of this European Cup, there is still a chance to qualify!

....

Catalonia Television.

Enrique's ears were buzzing.

The cheers and noise in the screen seemed far, far away from him.

The score was refreshed again and again.

The final whistle sounded.

The camera gave a close-up of the LED scoreboard hanging in mid-air.

6:0!!!

Tragedy!

Massacre!

What's even more terrifying is that... except for Saúl and Koke, the other Spanish players didn't consume much physical energy at all.

Li Kang's jersey, no dust can be seen with the naked eye.

The host came back to his senses.

"The prelude to the return of the Bullfighting Legion to its peak!"

"After many years, the Spanish team without Barcelona players played a sharp and efficient simple offense, and狂屠 (kuáng tú, brutally slaughtered) the Crescent-Star Legion 6-0."

"Mr. Enrique... Mr. Enrique? Mr. Enrique!"

....

That night.

Marca spread the news of the triumph throughout the Iberian Peninsula.

《威震法兰西！他只值100万欧？》(Wēizhèn Fǎlánxī! Tā zhǐ zhí 100 wàn ōu? - Awe-Inspiring France! Is He Only Worth 1 Million Euros?)