Chapter 68 Bogward Missile!

Players getting their pants pulled down during a game isn't uncommon.

The most famous embarrassing moment in the Bundesliga should be Santa Cruz.

He was very handsome when he was young, with a face that made people overlook his talent.

No one kept track of how many goals he scored.

Back then, Bundesliga newspapers, on the front page... always published his handsome photos on the green field.

The early 21st century.

His buttocks were exposed while dribbling the ball.

It shocked Europe and South America.

The director with a dark sense of humor... kept replaying it in slow motion from various angles.

Letting fans all over the world get to know Little Santa.

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Bayer Arena.

Amidst the hysterical cheers of the Leverkusen fans.

Li Kang, dribbling the ball, charges towards Mainz's penalty area!

Bungert and Stefan formed a nearly two-meter-high iron gate!

Yoshinori Muto chased after him relentlessly.

"Li Kang is caught in a three-man trap, it's going to be difficult to break through!"

"Yoshinori Muto's speed is too fast!"

"There's no space to pass!"

"Closing in!"

Li Kang didn't slow down.

Instead, he forcefully charged towards the gap between Mainz's two center-backs!

Bungert decisively stretched out his right foot, trying to poke the ball away!

But just as he lifted his foot.

Li Kang accelerated again!

His figure surged forward!

The close-range sound equipment transmitted a fierce sound of hand-to-hand combat!

No gorgeous and elegant movements.

No agile and graceful changes of direction.

No unpredictable rhythm.

The strong center-back, one meter ninety tall, felt a terrifying force the moment he approached Li Kang! He instantly lost his balance and sat down on the grass!

The football didn't leave Li Kang's control!

The crazy Leverkusen fans started taking off their shirts to celebrate!

Their number 10 is like an unstoppable tank, crushing Mainz's defense!!

Stefan froze for a fraction of a second.

He tried to stifle the fear that emerged from his subconscious.

He didn't immediately tackle!

Instead, he quickly adjusted his position with small steps: he couldn't give Li Kang a chance to shoot from long range!

"Too terrifying!"

"Who could imagine..."

Duan Xuan hadn't finished speaking.

When an extremely appalling scene occurred in the camera!

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Yoshinori Muto, 18 years old, is very fast without the ball.

He watched the number 10's back getting closer and closer.

Knowing that he couldn't complete the defense.

Li-san is about to rush into the penalty area... absolutely! He absolutely can't let him through!

So.

Like Takuma Asano, he stretched out his hands and hugged Li Kang's waist!

Tap!

He didn't catch him!

The little Japanese fellow... subconsciously put his hand on Li-san's waistband!

The close-range sound equipment transmitted a strange sound.

Twenty thousand Leverkusen fans exclaimed in unison!

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Dragon Country Live Room.

The big screen switched to the sidelines in a flash.

Leverkusen's bench.

Old man Topp's hands... tightly gripped his afro!

Dino opened his mouth wide.

On the other side.

Uncle Martin excitedly tore off his hair tie, his expression horrified.

"The two coaches are very excited! We heard a whistle!"

"Yoshinori Muto will definitely get a card for this action!"

"Leverkusen has won an excellent free kick opportunity!"

Duan Xuan and He Wei were stunned for a few seconds, then quickly provided commentary without visuals through the ambient sound of the broadcast.

The fans were also stunned.

-【What the hell!】

-【I'm a sports member! Why can't I watch the paid content?】

-【The little devils' ambition is still alive!】

-【How much psychological trauma will Li Kang's rumored girlfriend suffer!】

-【Give the director a drumstick!】

....

A dozen seconds later.

The camera cut back to the green field.

Duan Xuan and He Wei couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Dragon Country fans also breathed a sigh of relief.

There were no revealing images.

Li Kang stood up and patted off the grass clippings.

Völler was afraid he would get cold.

He told Li Kang repeatedly before the game... to wear sliding shorts!

Therefore.

The Bundesliga fans in North Rhine didn't get a chance to see Little Li!

Yoshinori Muto, who received a yellow card, looked ashamed and ran forward to apologize repeatedly.

"Li-san, I was too rude! Please forgive me!"

Li Kang didn't respond.

He adjusted his expression, pulled up his waistband, and put his shorts back on.

......

The referee took out a can of foam spray from his pocket and drew a circle at the location of the foul.

Karius bent over, observing the angle while raising his palm, and loudly directing Mainz's wall.

He was still very confident at this time.

Although his girlfriend was more famous than him.

Mainz's coaching staff had already analyzed Leverkusen's free-kick characteristics.

Including Li Kang, who had scored a bizarre arc at Old Trafford.

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"Leverkusen has a great free kick opportunity!"

"After a brief exchange, the players left Li Kang standing at the penalty spot!"

"This is also Leverkusen's old tradition, they rarely arrange decoy players when taking set pieces."

On the sidelines.

Dino asked doubtfully, "Boss, Li rarely practices free-kick goals in his usual training?"

Old man Topp waved his hand and didn't answer.

On the other side.

Martin re-tied his braid, his expression relaxed.

Mainz's coaching staff had conducted a thorough analysis and concluded that Li Kang's amazing arc at Old Trafford was more due to luck.

How could a 17-year-old Chinese teenager possibly have such a deep foundation in free kicks?

Young talents like Pjanic and Balotelli, who are good at set pieces, are extremely rare even in the top five leagues!

What's more.

Mainz's set-piece defense is one of the best among Bundesliga teams.

They had already thoroughly researched Leverkusen's set-piece tactics.

If Li Kang chooses to pass the ball.

Then the threat would be even smaller!

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On the field.

Yoshinori Muto reminded his teammates to cover their hearts and protect their crotches.

He had watched Li-san's tiger-style shots countless times on the internet platform during his vacation in Japan!

..........

Beep!

The referee blew the whistle.

Li Kang stepped back slightly and started his run-up.

In God's perspective.

The passage of time seemed to slow down several times.

The shadow area in his brain expanded wildly.

In front of him.

A black phantom wearing a number 11 jersey suddenly appeared.

The last elegy of Yugoslav football.

The phantom's movements and posture were completely different from the one at Old Trafford.

It didn't exude any negative emotions that devoured consciousness.

Li Kang's steps and movements gradually synchronized with the phantom.

Arriving in front of the ball.

He completely overlapped with the black phantom.

In God's perspective.

A shooting line with billowing black smoke suddenly appeared!

....

The Bayer Arena was silent.

All the spectators held their breath.

No more terrifying and bizarre large arc!

The football rotated violently in mid-air.

Lightly brushing past Yoshinori Muto's hair!

The trajectory was like a soft sword!

The moment it crossed the wall.

It rapidly descended!

Flying straight into the bottom right corner of the goal!

Poor Karius had already gracefully stretched his body in mid-air!

...

The football grazed the post.

And slammed into the goal.

1:0!!!

The Bogvor missile's trajectory is not limited to just one type!