Pique abandoned Morata.

Umtiti abandoned Giroud.

A supplementary defense.

A block.

Too late.

Arsenal's number 10 lifted his left foot into the air.

The posture, graceful.

A force capable of moving a thousand jun (ancient Chinese unit of weight).

*Peng!*

The sound of the ball being struck heavily struck everyone's heart!

The soccer ball shot out.

Like a thunderbolt.

Irresistible.

Whizzing.

Spinning.

The incredible speed of the ball seemed to tear through the air.

The audience at the stadium couldn't help but hold their breath, staring intently at the white rainbow of light above Barcelona's penalty area!

Ter Stegen didn't want to be a backdrop again.

Having gone through a season of baptism, he had shed his immaturity and youth.

He wanted to make himself the male lead in a classic moment.

Unfortunately.

The moment he jumped up.

The net had already been lifted high.

The Barcelona fans in the stadium looked incredulous, unable to accept the reality before their eyes.

They suddenly felt that the night wind at the Emirates Stadium was black, dyeing the red and blue into a deep ink color, becoming the background for the red and white.

1:0!!!

"Beautiful!"

"The ball went in!"

"A force capable of moving a thousand jun!"

"An imposing momentum!"

"A no-stop volley!"

"A super cannon!"

"A one-man fast break after a steal!"

"The invincible Super Li Kang!"

"A one-man show!"

"Unexpectedly, Arsenal took the lead right from the start!"

...

Ctv5 live broadcast room.

A scene of wailing and howling.

-【My 0:6... dead in less than two minutes from the start? Barcelona has such a luxurious lineup; I bet all my happy beans on it!】

-【I'm not playing anymore, refund the money!】

-【News media all over the world think Barcelona will create a massacre! What's going on? Is the defense sleepwalking?】

-【Did Li Mingdeng get a cheat tonight? He broke through Barcelona's world-class central axis all by himself!】

-【He's so fierce every time he faces Barcelona.】

-【Super Li!!!】

-【superLee!!!】

-【A burst of cosmic energy, Barcelona's nemesis, a superstar!】

-【His face is full of invincibility!】

-【Invincible Li.】

-【Even if trapped in a crippled lineup, fighting the full-strength MSN (Messi, Suarez, Neymar) alone, I, Li Kang, am still invincible in the world!】

...

Giroud and Morata looked at each other: In this offensive, there wasn't even a chance to become a decorative piece!

Never mind.

The most important thing now... is to celebrate!

Li Kang staggered a few steps, feeling a slight numbness coming from his thigh... the pain was fleeting.

Mertesacker's "Tiger Tank" buff actually greatly offset the 99 points of kicking power's blasting load!

The stand closest to Barcelona's goal.

Was exactly the "VIP" seats for Arsenal's injured players.

Canes and plaster casts banged and rattled.

Mertesacker, Koscielny, and others leaned forward excitedly, waving their hands frantically!

"Calm down! Don't make overly exaggerated celebration gestures, we must take good care of our injuries!"

"That's right!"

"After we recover from our injuries, we must resume training as soon as possible, we can't let Li carry the team forward alone!"

The injured players had firm gazes, their faces full of anticipation for victory!

Far away.

Rakitic covered his face with both hands, then apologized to his teammates.

He said in a voice only he could hear, "Li is too comprehensive tonight, he has almost no weaknesses."

Busquets pulled Ter Stegen up, wanting to comfort him, but didn't know what to say, after all, he, the "world's number one defensive midfielder," had been easily blown away by Li again.

...

On the sidelines.

Bould punched the air in celebration while exclaiming, "Boss, Li is too strong, his goal has made all our pre-match strategic deployments useless!"

The Arsenal coaching staff's pre-match strategy was: to persist with a low defensive position, seize opportunities for counter-attacks, and give Barcelona a few cold shots... who would have thought that Li Kang would fire a cannon right from the start!

The outside world didn't think highly of the Gunners being able to defend their home ground.

Including Arsenal themselves.

Unexpectedly...

Wenger also clenched his fist and raised it a few times, his red tie poking out from his down jacket.

"The direction of the match... is beyond our control, what I mean is: Li will score again!"

"Where's the team doctor? Li used too much force in that shot just now!"

On the other side.

Enrique's expression went through a brief moment of confusion.

Now was not the time to be staring blankly like an idiot, full of shock and emotion.

He tried to stay calm, and quickly made gestures to his players.

"There's still a lot of time left in the game."

"Miracles still exist!"

...

VIP box.

The Barcelona executives looked pale.

Cruyff clapped his hands and laughed:

"Don't you think this goal was wonderful?"

"Wonderful!"

*Pa pa pa!*

Bartomeu led everyone in clapping vigorously.

His brain was racing: If this game is lost without any dignity, Enrique must be fired, and Robert will forever be labeled as the "culprit of Camp Nou"... as for himself? Of course, he would hold a press conference to denounce their actions!

...

Arsenal's celebration didn't last long.

Li Kang made a few gestures.

His teammates were slightly surprised, but didn't question it.

The soccer ball was returned to the center circle.

The match continued.

Suarez kicked off and passed it horizontally to Messi.

Messi passed it back to Rakitic.

Giroud, Morata, and Cazorla rushed past the center circle.

"The number of people participating in the pressing is relatively smaller than before, judging from their positioning, the purpose seems more like cutting off the connection between Barcelona's frontcourt and midfield!"

"The overall movement of Arsenal's midfield and backcourt, seen from above, is very coordinated."

"Barcelona can't afford to lose possession of the ball this time."

....

The soccer ball slowly rolled on the grass.

Coming to Pique's feet.

The guy didn't know when he had moved up to the defensive midfielder position.

He exerted force on the ball.

Sending out a super long-distance diagonal pass!

Arsenal's frontcourt pressing line was instantly torn apart!

A Barcelona center-back who doesn't lose focus has a passing ability that's top-tier in Europe.

The camera moved to the forty-meter area in Arsenal's half, where Messi's figure appeared!

The passion of Barcelona fans was reignited.

"A familiar scene this season."

"Roberto has filled Messi's vacancy on the wing!"

"Messi retreats back to the center to participate in the orchestration!"

"No more strolling, the pace of Barcelona's advance is getting faster and faster!"

"Iniesta is charging up!"

...

From God's perspective.

The soccer ball collided at the feet of Barcelona players, the trajectory resembling sharp steel wires, strangling Arsenal's midfield.

All one-touch passes.

Triangular passing points where there are no flaws to be found.

Precise.

Reasonable.

An impeccable passing route, controlling the space and time on the green field!

Li Kang directed Arsenal's formation to retreat.

He was too familiar with all of this.

...

"Vaguely."

"Messi seems to have transformed into Xavi, with a higher stride frequency and faster burst speed!"

"No!"

"He is Messi!"

"Messi, who has retreated to the midfield position, possesses top-level organizational ability!"

Thirty-meter area.

Neymar received the pass from Iniesta.

Facing Xhaka's interception.

He faked a step-over, easily getting rid of his opponent.

After forcefully advancing two meters.

Barcelona's attacking players were already able to threaten Arsenal's goal!

"Beautiful!"

"The chemical reaction between MSN... Messi didn't even have time to press up."

"Neymar lobs the ball towards the center!"

"Gibbs jumped up, but couldn't reach the soccer ball!"

"Is it Chamberlain?"

"Oh! No mistake, judging from the jersey number... it's Gibbs!"

"The two look almost exactly the same! Including their hairstyles and head shapes!"

...

Neymar was a little uncomfortable.

Although he got rid of Xhaka, Cazorla and Monreal popped up on his longitudinal advance route.

Was the speed of their defensive adjustments that fast?

Where was his imagination?

Imagining what?

The direction of the attack was seen through by Li!

With a *pa* sound.

The Samba genius sent out a dashing lob pass!

That's right.

Neymar's passing skills are also very deep.

The soccer ball lightly passed over Gibbs' head, falling towards the arc of Arsenal's penalty area.

The exquisitely perfect landing point was practically fed to Iniesta's mouth!

"Iniesta!"

"He can shoot!"

He couldn't shoot.

In front of Iniesta was Arsenal's number 10.

Arsenal's low defensive position... was watertight, once again detecting Barcelona's offensive direction.

Iniesta was very calm, injuries could not destroy his vision and awareness.

He raised his right foot!

The soccer ball, which had not yet landed, was sent to the right side of the penalty area again!

...

"Find Roberto!"

"Roberto passes it back!"

"The soccer ball rolls backward, to the outside line on the right side of the penalty area..."

"Messi is following up!"

"Left foot!"

"He can shoot!"

He couldn't shoot.

Messi also didn't understand, how could Arsenal use almost all of their defensive forces to block him!

Gabriel.

Maguire.

Giroud, who had retreated to defend.

To solve these three people.

...

Immediately following.

The moment belonging to Messi arrived.

Barcelona's number 10 moved.

At the Emirates Stadium, the fans of both sides burst into exclamations at the same time.

A classic scene that will be forever recorded in the history of soccer.

It's coming!

Peerless stride frequency.

The golden left foot touched the ground three times in a row.

The ever-changing center of gravity adjustment in the blink of an eye.

Accelerating.

Decelerating.

Accelerating.

Dropping the shoulder.

Dribbling the ball.

His figure flashed past.

The naked eye couldn't see what happened at all.

The visual information fed back from the green field was rich:

Maguire was faked to the ground.

Giroud's foot stepped into the air.

Gabriel misjudged the direction.

...

"Messi!!!"

"Messi!!!"

"Messi!!!"

Duan Xuan and He Wei couldn't think of any words to describe this classic scene, so they could only hysterically shout the name of Barcelona's number 10.

The audience's adrenaline soared!

Tactics?

No matter how strong the defense laid out by your Arsenal's number 10 is.

Can it defend against a Messi who is in normal form?

Authentic king of soccer style!

Applying Mourinho's prisoner's cage trap? Can your Arsenal's broken defense achieve the effect?

....

Enrique's eyes were feverish.

Wenger was dumbfounded.

*Peng!*

Messi stepped on air and back-heeled, unleashing an inside-of-the-foot arc shot!

It really was unleashed.

During the "91 Messi" phase, his shooting skills had already reached the pinnacle of perfection.

Fierce power.

Perfect arc.

Tricky angle.

Leaving Arsenal's goalkeeper helpless.

Will Cech's leaping figure... also become a backdrop?

Will the curse of "Messi can't break Cech's goal" be broken tonight?

...

The soccer ball passed the golden gloves.

Barcelona fans were ready to celebrate!

They firmly believed: With Messi's goal, they were about to officially enter Barcelona's miraculous magical performance!

*Pa!*

How could there be another hand?

Chamberlain, stretching his body in the air?

Was this guy a goalkeeper?

Messi was dumbfounded, watching helplessly as the soccer ball was pushed out of the baseline!

"Oh dear!"

"Messi's perfect shot! Was pushed out by Chamberlain's hand!"

"How could he appear near the goal line!"

...

Cech didn't understand what was going on at all, he thought his teammate had resolved the danger with his body or feet!

He turned around and hugged the "defensive hero" tightly.

"How could you be so clever?"

"Li told me to be prepared near the goal line, he knew that our defense couldn't stop Messi... it's just that I used my hand..."

Chamberlain's expression was awkward, but he couldn't help but give Li Kang a thumbs up.

Barcelona's players immediately protested to the referee!

The referee pointed to the penalty spot.

And issued a red card to Gibbs?

Everyone was dumbfounded?

The person who blocked the ball with his hand in the penalty area was Chamberlain.

How could the one who received the red card... be Gibbs!

"Adding insult to injury!"

"Giroud painfully covered his ankle!"