Minyano tugged at his hair in frustration and shouted, "Everyone, take a twenty-minute break!"

The Spanish assistant coach hadn't expected this outcome.

Li Kang's performance could be described as perfect, completely controlling the match.

No need for break-in time, a plug-and-play type of genius midfielder.

But the disarray of the forward line combination and the thinness of the defense were too much.

Pedro's off-ball movement was top-notch, but he always liked to drop back to receive the ball.

Nolito had a breakout season, but he wasn't a traditional inside forward.

Morata... well, he only performed at his normal level when playing against Barca, Real Madrid, or Bayern.

In the peak showdown between Juventus and Bayern Munich a few days ago, he was a god descended to earth, scoring twice and setting the field on fire.

But in training matches?

Even a nearly complete Koke, playing as a defensive midfielder, could beat him bloody.

And don't even mention the defensive line.

In short.

Team A's hundreds of passes were not as threatening as Team B's Koke, Cazorla, and David Silva's three counter-attacking touches.

....

"Boss, Li leading his club teammates into the Champions League quarterfinals... it seems the Leverkusen coaching staff does have some skill, but they didn't give the national team any advice!"

Minyano said helplessly.

In terms of individual player strength, the Spanish national team was much stronger than Bayer Leverkusen.

The decline of the peak La Furia Roja dynasty had many factors, and it would take two days and two nights to explain them all.

The immediate problem was: finding Li Kang's "instruction manual."

Del Bosque stroked his mustache, rubbed his belly, and said gently, "We still have time, this afternoon let's try to free Li from the task of organizing and connecting."

Minyano nodded, as if remembering something.

He hurriedly grabbed the national team jacket and rushed towards Li Kang.

"It's too cold, don't catch a cold!"

....

Iniesta had originally planned to "move" Li Kang with "love."

He had even thought out the topics: partners, village, bonds.

But with the loss of the training match... everything vanished.

Busquets asked suspiciously, "Li, is this the first time you've lost a game?"

Li Kang shook his head.

It was normal to win or lose training matches.

Putting aside the victory or defeat, he enjoyed playing like "Xavi."

Controlling the overall situation, the ultimate midfield dominance.

It was the perfect tiki-taka system that had achieved all the world's honors, and he didn't need to think too much.

Other systems could only passively wait for opportunities in front of it.

If there was a top "false nine" on the front line, or the Spanish twins...

The Spanish national team could very likely regain the top of the world.

...

Although the game was lost, Li Kang's performance won over all his teammates.

The Spanish stars greeted him warmly.

David Silva asked, "Li, do you value rhythm control or attacking efficiency more? We at Manchester City..."

Koke quickly interrupted, "Li, the number 6 jersey really suits you, we at Atletico Madrid..."

Carvajal quickly pulled Koke away, displeased, "Jorge, you were Xavi's successor in the youth academy, what about now? You've gotten fat and been transformed into half a workhorse, Li is more suitable for Real Madrid..."

Iniesta walked at the back of the group, looking bitter: Li Kang is obviously our La Masia's number 4...

Morata was different, silent.

After everyone dispersed.

He quietly walked up to Li Kang and whispered, "Li, be sure to tell me in advance which club you transfer to next season."

Real Madrid executives wanted to activate the buy-back clause in the summer transfer window and bring the reverse-footed striker back to the Bernabeu.

But Morata felt that his chances of returning to Real Madrid were not high, how could he compete with BBC?

Chelsea had approached him privately and offered very attractive terms: Li Kang was very likely to come to Stamford Bridge as well.

Li Kang nodded seriously.

If Morata didn't shoot, he would be a top striker with all attributes maxed out.

....

Two days later.

The La Furia Roja and the Seleção arrived at the battleground at the same time.

Seville is located in the southern Iberian Peninsula and is the only city in Spain with a river port.

The Guadalquivir River flows through it, echoing the architectural remains on both banks and telling the historical traces left by the Moors.

Li Kang walked out of the high-speed rail station.

He saw huge banners welcoming himself and Ramos.

The LED screens of nearby high-rise buildings were also scrolling through photos of the two.

Thousands of fans flocked to them.

"Lee!!!"

"Lee!!!"

"Lee!!!"

The security personnel quickly escorted Li Kang onto the national team bus.

Cazorla couldn't help but sigh, "When did Li become so popular in Seville? I haven't heard of this."

Ramos smiled, "Leverkusen has a deep cooperative relationship with the media and newspapers in southern Iberia. After each round of Bundesliga matches, they will crazily push Li's highlights."

This was the hometown of the Real Madrid center-back.

He came from the Seville youth training camp, entered the first team at the age of 17, and rose to fame.

....

The national team bus drove slowly along the river bank.

Minyano whispered, "Boss, Li's physical examination report has no problems."

Del Bosque nodded: "We must protect Li well, the friendly match cannot affect his form in the Champions League, don't learn from the Argentine Football Association, they treated little Messi as an iron man back then, and they had the genius play the full game even in insignificant matches."

Morata sat next to Li Kang and said excitedly, "Li, don't be nervous, the first team is just like that, just pass the ball, I'll run into space!"

Iniesta and David Silva remained silent.

....

Seville, Ramón Sánchez Pizjuán Stadium.

A sea of people, with every seat filled.

"Ctv5! Ctv5! Good evening, viewers!"

"We are now broadcasting the 2016 international A-level friendly match!"

"Spain against Brazil!"

"The decline of the peak La Furia Roja dynasty originated from the 2013 Confederations Cup, when they lost to the Seleção!"

"The Brazilian coach has finally seen the light, he took over a national team whose superstars were gradually dimming, and ten years later today, he has finally waited for a golden age of talent!"

"I am the commentator for this match: Duan Xuan!"

"Now I will introduce the starting lineups of both sides!"

"Spain is playing a 4-1-4-1 formation!"

"Goalkeeper: De Gea!"

"Left back: Alba!"

"Center backs: Pique and Ramos!"

"Right back: Carvajal!"

"Single defensive midfielder: Busquets!"

"Central midfielders: David Silva, Iniesta, Cazorla, Koke!"

"Single forward: Morata!"

....

Livestream.

The netizens were amused.

-[Dreaming back to the 2008 European Cup's kingly formation! But the defensive midfielder back then was Senna! Busquets is separated from the Xavi-Iniesta-Busquets system, can he block Brazil's top front line alone?]

-[Why isn't Li Mingdeng playing? Weren't Fabregas and Diego Costa called up this time?]

-[The reason is simple, the Champions League 1/4 knockout round, Leverkusen and Chelsea played the most miserably, it is necessary to comprehensively consider the players' physical recovery.]

-[With this configuration, can they still not beat the Brazilian team?]

....

"Brazil is playing a 4-3-3 formation!"

"Goalkeeper: Alisson!"

"Left back: Marcelo!"

"Center backs: Thiago Silva and David Luiz!"

"Right back: Alves!"

"Single defensive midfielder: Casemiro!"

"Central midfielders: Coutinho, Willian!"

"Forwards: Neymar, Hulk, Jonas!"

-[Who is Alisson? A Brazilian league goalkeeper? Why didn't they bring the goalkeeper from La Liga?]

-[This lineup of the five-star Brazilian team, except for the goalkeeper... there are no problems, the impact is explosive, okay.]

-[The Brazilian team has been Europeanized, except for Neymar and Marcelo, there is no inspiration at all, they only know how to play defensively, Dunga is a nepotistic appointment.]

-[Missing Scolari, missing the magic quartet and Kaka.]

-[Your focus is wrong, look at the fullbacks of the two teams.]

....

With the referee's whistle.

The match officially began.

Li Kang sat on the bench, deconstructing the match from a God's-eye view.

Five minutes.

He gave up.

Dunga's tactics had no detail at all.

Relying on individual player strength, playing the most simple defensive counterattack.

Being cowardly when facing strong opponents, and fierce when facing weak ones.

...

The ball was passed quickly under the feet of the top midfielders.

The Spanish team firmly controlled the ball, launching a siege on the Brazilian penalty area.

It gave the fans the feeling that: they were about to score at any time, but they just couldn't pass it to the danger zone.

18th minute of the match.

Iniesta received a through ball from Busquets near the center.

Quietly accelerating.

He was the gear shifter of the lineup.

Since he couldn't pass it in, he would do it himself.

...

Casemiro and Coutinho quickly blocked.

Iniesta made a shoulder feint, and went to the right!

Coutinho immediately went for a sliding tackle!

Casemiro decisively went in for the ball!

In the blink of an eye.

Iniesta pushed the ball with the inside of his right foot!

The ball rolled to the left!

Cleverly avoiding the interception of two Brazilian players.

Pushing lightly with his left foot again!

The whole person wiped to the top of the penalty arc!

Extremely agile!

The Juan Stadium resounded with applause!

The Spanish fans were excited!

"Wonderful!"

"Oiled croqueta! The most authentic oiled croqueta!"

"This is Iniesta!"

...

Thiago Silva retreated steadily.

David Luiz couldn't restrain his impulse and decisively went for the steal.

With a snap!

The ball was like a sharp blade, piercing through heavy defenses and sliding to the right side of the penalty area!

A thin figure emerged miraculously!

David Silva!

Brazilian goalkeeper Alisson reacted in time, he adjusted his stance in small steps, blocking the opponent's shooting angle!

Snap!

The Manchester City midfielder touched the ball with one foot!

Still a subtle diagonal pass!

The ball passed through Thiago's crotch and rolled to the right side of the penalty area!

"So beautiful!"

"Pleasing to the eye!"

"Morata!"

Morata's abilities in other aspects besides shooting were world-class.

Including his sense of smell, awareness, and off-ball movement.

He arrived immediately.

Facing the ball.

Time seemed to stand still.

Unmarked.

Alisson's stance and direction were still biased to the left.

Almost an open goal.

Yes.

Morata was very good at creating the best shooting environment for himself!

Thump!

Pushing hard with the instep of his right foot!

The ball whistled towards the lower right corner of the Brazilian goal!

The Spanish fans cheered!

Dunga's face was pale.

Minyano was very excited.

...

There was no goal scene as expected.

The ball just slipped out of the baseline.

The cheers stopped abruptly.

Del Bosque covered his forehead in pain.

He can't score even this?

"What a pity!"

"Spain's offense is very smooth and extremely ornamental, but Morata's finishing touch is a little short."

Duan Xuan was very helpless.

Morata's shots always flew out of the baseline along the post or crossbar...

Can it be attributed to the level of exquisite shooting skills?

...

Morata looked annoyed and hammered the turf hard.

Iniesta shook his head helplessly.

Diego Costa was not called up, and the strongest center was Morata.

As for Aduriz? Other abilities were still a level lower.

David Silva gave thumbs up to his teammates.

His psychological acceptance ability was relatively strong.

After all, his front-line teammate at Manchester City was Sterling.

....

Alisson kicked the goal kick with a big foot.

The ball fell towards the center circle.

Hulk adjusted his position, trying to stop the ball with his chest.

He played for the Russian Premier League giant- Zenit.

Very confident:

With this group of short Spaniards in the midfield, who can compete with me?

In a daze.

He saw a tall figure rushing over.

Ramos?

This guy is a defender?

Why did he run to the center circle to grab a point!

Thump!

Although Hulk was a muscle man, his jumping and heading ability were far inferior to the Real Madrid center back!

Ramos jumped high.

Flicking his head to pass.

The ball was flicked towards Cazorla near the center circle!

Arsenal's core did not hesitate, lightly unloading the ball with his left foot.

No adjustment was needed at all.

He was a top midfielder with balanced feet.

The moment the ball bounced off the ground.

Exerting force with his right foot!

Thump!

At Juan Stadium, it was as if fireworks were rising.

"Beautiful!"

"Cazorla's vision is too strong! This low, long pass defeated the Brazilian team's triple defense!"

"Morata!"

"He's finally not offside!"

"One-on-one."

....

The cooperation between Ramos and Cazorla.

Caught the Brazilian defense off guard.

When Thiago Silva and David Luiz finished turning around.

They could only see the back of the Spanish number 7 jersey.

Morata's awareness and explosive speed could be called first-class.

The enthusiasm of the Spanish fans was ignited again!

No one could miss two sure-fire chances in a row, right?

He was wearing number 7!

That was a number equal to a goal.

Raul.

Villa.

Number 7 has a legendary meaning in the Spanish team!

Everyone's eyes, following the trajectory of the ball, moved to the Brazilian backcourt.

....

The moment the ball landed.

Morata took a touch in passing.

His ability to combine man and ball was also outstanding.

He was the perfect template for a top striker!

The isolated and helpless Alisson was facing a formidable enemy.

He had been playing in the Brazilian Serie A, longing for Europe.

In less than two minutes.

He had to continuously endure the test of a European super striker?

Too scary!

He must not attack!

Defending the goal line to the death!

...

Morata was very smart.

During the attack, he was also observing the position of the opposing goalkeeper.

Alisson won't attack?

Just what he wanted!

Thump!

The Juventus striker fired a powerful shot!

The ball whistled towards the Brazilian goal!

Dunga was uneasy.

Minyano clenched his fists.

Del Bosque turned his head to the side.

...

Thump!

Accompanied by the violent shaking of the goal frame.

The ball flew out of the baseline.

Alisson looked dazed: Top European shooters... are just at this level?

Dunga smiled.

Minyano stomped his feet in anger.

Del Bosque couldn't help but vomit.

"Oh, another great opportunity wasted!"

"Spain gained possession but not goals!"

"In the laws of football, wasting chances will be punished!"

....

Morata sighed and turned to give Cazorla a thumbs up.

Coutinho covered his mouth, trying hard to hold back his laughter.

It wasn't just him who wanted to laugh.

The Spanish teammates also wanted to laugh.

This friendly match was very "friendly."

On the sidelines.

Li Kang and Aduriz took off their vests and began to warm up.

The Bilbao striker said, "Li, Morata is very comprehensive, if you replace me, the game will fall into a stalemate in positional warfare, I don't have his awareness, off-ball movement, and sense of smell."

Although Aduriz was a Basque, he was honest and simple in character and never stingy with praise for other players.

To what extent was he simple and honest?

He would participate in non-profit public welfare activities when he had nothing to do.

In several key battles in his career, Aduriz fell to the ground after dribbling into the penalty area, and the referee thought it was a penalty, but he immediately retorted, saying that he had fallen...

Fortunately, the fans and coach of Bilbao could tolerate his spirit of fair play.

.....

34th minute of the match.

David Silva, Cazorla, and Iniesta stretched the defense to the limit.

Helping Koke create an excellent passing line.

The Atletico midfielder did not disappoint.

A chic lob pass.

Cleverly tearing apart the Seleção's iron bucket formation.

Morata got rid of the defense and unleashed a volley.

Alisson was dumbfounded.

The ball flew towards the stands.

At Juan Stadium, some fans began to leave the field.

The patience of the locals in Seville was limited.

...

Livestream.

-[When it comes to missing sitters, I'm convinced by Morata!]

-[Teammates' problem, they should pass the ball to Morata's head! Morata's nickname isn't for nothing!]

-[Spain's control is strong! The Brazilian front players can hardly touch the ball, I haven't seen Neymar for a long time.]

-[It's Dunga who is too bad, he has transformed the Brazilian team too much into a utilitarian one, killing the players' inspiration, this level may not even beat Peru in this year's Copa America! When will the glory of the five-star Seleção be reproduced!]

-[As expected, it's a top 0.5 showdown, if it was Li Kang's club teammates, they would definitely not have a chance to shoot against the Brazilian defense!]

-[You're joking, the center-back combination of Thiago Silva and David Luiz will only be a little embarrassed when facing this group of top 0.5 midfielders.]

-[Let's see how Del Bosque will use Li Mingdeng.]

-[Li Kang won't be as tired as he is at the club, right? Doing everything himself.]

-[The two major problems in today's football: "Li Mingdeng's Instruction Manual" "Which midfield position should Pogba play?"]

....

"Morata, passing the goal three times without scoring!"

"We see young player Li Kang standing on the sidelines."

"Is Spain going to make a substitution now? Only 35 minutes have been played in the first half!"

"Oh! A friendly match, still focused on training!"

Training for what?

Del Bosque was about to be driven mad.

He leaned close to Li Kang's ear and carefully explained the details of the tactical adjustments.

Outside the center circle.

The fourth official raised the LED substitution number plate.

"Substituting Morata! Substituting Li Kang! This is not a like-for-like substitution!"

"The Spanish team is going back to the strikerless era!"

....

Morata looked apologetic and quickly ran to the sidelines to give Li Kang a high-five and hug.

The moment Li Kang stepped onto the green field.

The system prompt sounded quietly.

[Ding! Detected that you have entered the peak European lineup!]

[Mission triggered: The Legend of Iberia is born!]

[Mission description: Enjoy the game.]

[Mission reward: Unlock the Iberian Peninsula achievement!]