Chapter 1 Juventus's Fixed Frame

Juventus's penalty area, the picture freezes.

Buffon, leaping high, tried his best to raise his right palm to the limit, but still couldn't touch that rainbow.

The beautiful parabola finally ended at the junction of the crossbar and the goalpost, in Juventus's net.

2:1!!!

The flood of cheers shook the Emirates Stadium slightly.

"A night of reversal!"

"The rainbow of North London!"

"An incredible parabola!"

"He kicked this artistic goal under the interference of two defenders!"

"Saving the day!"

"A brace!"

"Li Kang defended the dignity of the Emirates Stadium and the Gunners' Champions League dream with two different scoring methods!"

"A great moment!"

"An undisputed goal!"

"Mustafi assists, Li Kang scores with a chip shot, Arsenal completes the reverse!"

Livestream.

Barrage of comments.

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[My 4:1, haha!]

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[Why is Li Mingdeng working so hard tonight? My Juventus.]

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[The first leg was so difficult, and it was lucky that Morata managed to score a goal. As a result, three goals were scored before the end of the first half of the second leg?]

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[Turned a tragedy into a comedy.]

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[Mustafi made up for his mistake, his pass was decisive.]

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[I'm still optimistic about Juventus. Football is a team sport. Li Kang can't maintain his stamina for 70 minutes if he plays like this.]

Li Kang pushed away Barzagli and Alves, who were pressing on him.

He struggled to get up.

The night wind passed through the net and blew his clothes.

The fatigue all over his body seemed to be blown away in an instant.

[Comprehensive bonus: Perpetual Heart (Legendary).]

Pierlo's phantom was filled with self-blame, turning into golden starlight and disappearing into Li Kang's feet.

In God's perspective, the area on the left side of the penalty area was occupied by red, which lingered for a long time.

The shooting value in the attribute panel still hasn't returned to normal.

No time to think about it.

His teammates rushed up and lifted him high, rushing towards the corner flag area.

Mustafi's eyes were slightly red.

He really wanted to apologize for the own goal at the beginning.

Cazorla saw what he was thinking and encouraged him, "You did a great job, a great assist!"

Far away.

Buffon shook his head helplessly.

Bonucci kept apologizing to his defensive partners.

Barzagli pushed away the mumbling Alves.

Only those who have personally faced Li Kang tonight can understand his terror.

Commentary booth.

Pierlo's eyes were deep as he watched Arsenal's number 10 rise and fall in the corner flag area.

His thoughts couldn't help but drift away.

The constantly turning pen fell to the ground at some point.

He didn't notice it.

He shook his head and finally came back to his senses.

"A talented young man."

"A stunning shot."

"A memorable parabola, a work of art on the green field."

"A restrained and low-key darling of the green field."

"I hope his career doesn't experience too many regrets..."

The assistant was dumbfounded.

Pierlo quickly adjusted his emotions.

"The game is not as difficult as imagined!"

"There's still a lot of time. Juventus only needs to score two more away goals to advance to the final!"

"The warriors of the Bianconeri can do it."

Sideline.

After celebrating wildly, Bould rubbed his eyes again and stared intently at the LED scoreboard in the air.

"Boss, it's like a dream, we're ahead."

"Let's buy another superstar in the summer window this year, don't always stare at those cheap little shrimps!"

Wenger smiled and shook his head.

On the other side.

Allegri sat on the coach's bench, silent.

There was nothing wrong with his tactical deployment.

It's just that in the local individual confrontation... Li Kang is in too good a state.

A private winery in the suburbs of London.

Neymar watched the Champions League semi-final live on his mobile phone, wearing a hat, sunglasses, and mask.

His father, Santos, was chatting and laughing with Arsenal CEO Ivan Gazidis.

It's just that they couldn't understand each other's jokes.

After all, Santos is only interested in young models and money.

During this historical period, the "three great demon heads who harm their children in football": Neymar's father, Pogba's brother, and Rabbi's mother.

"We don't want to stay at Barca, but many clubs are interested in us."

"If Arsenal can't give us the Premier League's top salary, then there's nothing to talk about!"

"Dream? You specially invited us to London to talk about dreams?"

Santos poked the table with his index finger and said decisively, "Premier League top salary and core status! If you can't give it, there's nothing to talk about."

Gazidis had a dark face.

He originally invited Neymar's agent, but he didn't expect the father and son to come over.

Damn it.

The board of directors of Arsenal Football Club... shouldn't have fired Wenger's gold medal scout, the chief transfer negotiator.

He touched his bald head.

Gazidis could only smile, but he had already found the next home in advance: Serie A giants AC Milan.

This guy's professional attitude is still very upright.

He maintains a positive attitude of "doing a good job as long as he is in the position for a day."

Before leaving.

Arsenal's CEO blurted out, "Do you yearn for the Ballon d'Or?"

Santos shook his head and was about to say something, but his son interrupted him.

Neymar took a deep breath.

Gazidis struck while the iron was hot:

"Your style is very suitable for Arsenal."

"Which forward in the world doesn't want to cooperate with a genius midfielder like Li?"

"Look at Welbeck and Morata..."

Emirates Stadium.

Time passed imperceptibly.

Juventus, who were behind in the score, still had a stable morale.

The experienced Bianconeri are not so easily discouraged and impatient. Even if they repeatedly hit a wall, they still patiently test Arsenal's defense.

The hearts of the Gunners fans were unknowingly raised again.

Some Islington fans were dissatisfied with the team's conservative tactics.

Last season.

Arsenal, who finished second in the Premier League, often received scolding in leading games.

They were criticized by local fans for not playing beautiful and entertaining football.

"Li Kang's running distance is too exaggerated."

"This should be one of Wenger's strategies to temporarily make up for the shortcomings of the depleted lineup."

"Arsenal should substitute him around the 70th minute of the second half..."

"Beautiful!"

"Sandro's pass was mistaken."

"Arsenal's counterattack is coming again!"

47th minute of the match, stoppage time.

Bellerin intercepted the ball.

His explosive speed is very abnormal.

After a few meters of explosive dribbling, he found a safe passing space.

Decisively sent a diagonal pass!

The red and white tide swept through the Bianconeri's half again.

Morata flicked the ball with his heel while running.

He happened to avoid Chiellini's frontal interception.

What about Khedira and Pjanic? These two guys didn't have time to return to defense after inserting into the attack!

The ball rolled to Welbeck's feet on the right side.

The little black egg's speed is not slow either.

He seized the "corridor" left by Sandro after participating in the attack.

He started dribbling wildly after receiving the ball.

"The biggest difference between the two teams is still the overall speed."

"Even the depleted Arsenal has a good impact speed!"

"Let's see how he handles this ball!"

Welbeck dribbled the ball to the right side of the penalty area while shaking his head.

He stopped abruptly.

He didn't have the idea of getting past Bonucci!

Juventus's defensive group is still very strong.

Arsenal's teammates have already widened the width of the attack.

Iwobi is on the far left, Morata is in the center, and Cazorla is diagonally behind.

Without much thought.

Welbeck accelerated again and brought the ball towards the baseline.

After shaking out a safer passing space.

He swung his big black leg.

Pa!

It wasn't a cross sweeping in front of the goal.

It was a backward triangle.

The target wasn't Cazorla at the top of the arc in the penalty area.

It was Li Kang, who was one step late and arrived on the left side of Juventus's penalty area!

The little black egg's eyes were full of anticipation: Only Li makes people feel that assisting is a very simple matter.

"Open vision."

"Excellent game reading ability."

"He found Li Kang, who had the best timing for inserting!"

"Beautiful!"

The "Pierlo Zone" in God's perspective shone brightly.

Li Kang raised his right leg high.

He met the ball.

Volley!

Pa!

The rainbow-like parabola appeared again!

Buffon's pupils shrank, as if facing a formidable enemy!

Again?

He kicked such a difficult curved shot from the left side of the penalty area again?

This time, he was still helpless against the Turin Rainbow.

In despair.

The Italian goalkeeper heard a burst of regret.

He turned his head.

The ball had already flown into the stands.

Li Kang thought for a while and imitated his teammate's familiar gesture: He gave Welbeck a thumbs up.

The little black egg looked ashamed.

"Li, I'm sorry, it must be that I didn't pass well."

"What a pity."

"Li Kang almost strangled the suspense of promotion!"

"Missed a hat-trick."

"But this ball was played too beautifully."

"A difficult volley!"

"Arsenal once again sounded the alarm for Juventus."

"Oh! At this time, the referee blew the whistle for the end of the first half."

"Let's take a break..."

Commentary booth.

Pierlo's mouth twitched:

This kid's shooting conversion rate... is actually similar to when he was young.

The Zebra Prince before the cruciate ligament tear was often criticized by the media and fans for being too pursuit of curves and angles when shooting.

It was clear that he could finish it with a muffled shot.

But he had to pull a curve.

Li Kang slowly walked off the field.

Bould and the logistics staff immediately surrounded him.

A dry towel helped him wipe his sweat.

Sports drinks were fed to him.

The banana peel was peeled and stuffed into his mouth.

Dybala looked at this scene from a distance and said in surprise, "Li is enjoying the treatment of a boxer!"

Pjanic scratched his butt and looked envious.

"Li is too tired, he was running like crazy in the first half."

"He didn't save any energy at all, no matter at what time."

A moment later.

Arsenal's locker room.

The coaching staff reviewed the tactical details of the first half.

There was no chicken soup.

The Gunners were in a low defensive posture for most of the first half.

The physical exertion was huge.

Bould urged the players to seize the time to rest and replenish energy.

Wenger felt a little guilty.

After repeatedly confirming Li Kang's physical condition, he overturned his substitution adjustment in the second half.

He can't substitute Li.

If he substitutes him, it will collapse.

The Bianconeri will fight to the death in the second half.

So.

Wenger found Cech, handed him a small note, and repeated three times the shooting habits of Juventus's attacking players.

Years of dropping the ball experience.

It made the Gunners coaching team uneasy.

Juventus's locker room.

Alves and Bonucci had another argument.

The cause was still Samba music.

"I've won the Champions League three times at Barca, and I still play music and dance like this even in the final."

"Losing the ball is not my responsibility."

"Who the hell doesn't want to win?"

Seeing that the two were about to fight.

Chiellini and Buffon quickly separated them.

Mandzukic had a complicated expression: With these two idiots, does the team still have a chance to reverse?

If Juventus loses the game, the outspoken Croatian striker will definitely expose this infighting incident in front of the media reporters.

In the midst of the chaos.

Bang!

Allegri kicked the tactical board hard.

The locker room instantly fell silent.

Barzagli quickly lifted the tactical board.

Juventus's coach shook his head. In his concept: the precious fifteen minutes of rest time are not used to resolve conflicts.

He moved the magnetic flags.

He started explaining the tactical adjustments.

A moment later.

He called Bonucci, Dybala, and Mandzukic to the side.

The half-time break ended.

The referee team led both teams back to the green field.

The Emirates Stadium quickly returned to its hustle and bustle.

"Hello, viewers, welcome back."

"We are now broadcasting the second leg of the 2016/17 Champions League semi-final."

"Arsenal at home against Juventus."

"The current score between the two sides is 2:1!"

"There are 45 minutes left for the Old Lady."

"The suspense of promotion still exists!"

"Juventus has taken the lead in making a substitution adjustment."

"Cuadrado replaces Alves!"

"This substitution is a bit incomprehensible, is the Samba winger injured?"

"It's not a big problem, Cuadrado is one of the few speed guarantees in the Bianconeri."

Allegri had a serious expression.

He can't solve the internal conflict problem in a short time.

Then solve the players who caused the internal conflict first.

Beep!

With the referee's whistle.

The second half of the match officially began.

Arsenal has the ball.

Welbeck kicks off and passes back to Li Kang.

There was no soft passing back.

The Gunners intend to seize the start of the second half!

The ball is passed quickly between the red and white jerseys.

Iwobi easily got rid of Cuadrado's pressing. Without Alves's interception, the Gunners youngster was like a fish in water on the left.

But he soon realized that something was wrong: Cuadrado's ability to chase back is very strong.

"Don't stick to the ball."

"Fortunately, Li Kang supported in time!"

"A one-touch pass to Cazorla in the middle!"

"Cazorla is the kind of key figure who 'looks average in the data, but it's really impossible without him'."

"In previous games, if he didn't play, Li Kang would play very passively alone."

"Elastic Nutmeg!"

"Got rid of Pjanic!"

"This time the timing of the distribution is too reasonable!"

"Arsenal has another chance to threaten the opponent's penalty area!"

The Gunners ultimately failed to complete this complete attack.

Lacking Sanchez, this super explosive point, it is difficult to tear the defense apart.

After all, it is impossible for Li Kang to do the work of two people in different spaces.

The Bianconeri's defense line will not suffer a third loss.

Khedira retreated to strengthen the depth of the three-center-back defense, and then cooperated with his teammates to seize the weakest Iwobi and Welbeck and ravage them.

Under the premise of cutting off the passing connection.

Morata will also indirectly "passively disappear".

55th minute of the match.

"Chiellini's perfect steal!"

"He handed the ball to Bonucci."

"Directly dribbling the ball forward?"

"Bonucci the striker!"

Bonucci is very smart.

After Arsenal lost possession of the ball, the first priority was not to counter-attack, but to quickly return to defense.

The Juventus center back, who is good at advancing and passing the ball, easily got rid of Welbeck and rushed forward with the ball!

Buffon raised his hands and directed his front teammates to quickly press forward.

Bang!

A large arc was outlined in the sky above the Emirates Stadium.

"Bonucci's long pass was taught hand-in-hand by a group of Italian midfield celebrities."

"He doesn't pursue accuracy, but he is very accurate in grasping the flaws!"

"Mandzukic!"

"Header ferry!"

"He did it for Dybala!"

"They should have played like this a long time ago, directly long-passing and lobbing to hit the space behind, how simple!"

Maguire and Mustafi's turning speed is very slow.

Dybala was like a little fish, passing through the parallel lines of Arsenal's defense.

He is not fast either.

But the first three touches are world-class.

Receiving the ball.

Adjustment.

Shooting.

A flawless transition process.

The speed of the movement rate makes it difficult for the goalkeeper to make an accurate prediction in a short time.

Pa!

Ground ball!

The ball stuck to the turf and rushed towards the near corner!

Cech quickly fell to the ground and made a side save, steadily picking off the ball.

"Amazing save!"

"That black tank hat continues his Champions League legend."

"This season, we often ignore Arsenal's goalkeeper!"

"Cech has too few chances to save."

Dybala held his head in his hands.

The Argentine youngster couldn't help but imagine: If Messi was himself, what method would he choose to score?

Unfortunately, he forgot.

Even Messi, who has faced Cech eight times in the past nine years, has never broken the opponent's goal.

Mandzukic clapped his hands and encouraged his teammates.

The tenacious Croatian striker is not willing to give up so easily.

A fierce battle.

The game returned to the style of the first leg.

Li Kang led the depleted Arsenal and launched a war of attrition with Juventus.

Time is passing.

The hearts of the Bianconeri fans were gradually raised.

Commentary booth.

Pierlo was also encouraging morale.

"Any team will have flaws."

"Football is a sport for eleven people."

"No matter how outstanding Li's performance is, it is impossible to make up for..."

"Cuadrado is too sticky to the ball, he lacks that stable temperament."

68th minute of the match.

Youngster Iwobi made a contribution.

He was in the process of intercepting Cuadrado.

He didn't consider anything about the center of gravity game at all.

Taking advantage of the other party twisting his waist and hips.

He kicked it blindly.

Pa!

The ball bounced off Cuadrado's heel and flew out of bounds.

The ball boy at the Emirates Stadium wanted to delay the game: Arsenal is in the lead.

But Bould quickly threw the ball to Monreal, signaling him to throw it quickly.

The actions of the two were not stagnant at all.

Throw the ball out of bounds - catch the ball out of bounds - throw the ball into the field!

The Juventus players were stunned.

When they came back to their senses.

The ball had already crossed the center circle and came to Li Kang's feet.

"A sudden quick throw-in!"

"The timing was seized very well."

"Arsenal has no intention of holding back at their home ground!"

"Momentum!"

"An invincible momentum!"

Li Kang's running speed is getting faster and faster.

As long as there is possession and space.

All the buffs on his body can be perfectly cashed in.

Passing, stopping, dribbling, and shooting, he is omnipotent.

Juventus's defensive group did not dare to easily lose their position and rush to steal, but maintained the distance and steadily retreated and contracted.

The midfielders and forwards desperately returned to defense.

Morata, Welbeck, and Iwobi also used all their strength to sprint desperately.

The opportunity to kill the suspense of promotion.

Is right in front of us.

Li Kang's speed is getting faster and faster, as if he is in no man's land.

Changing direction and killing into the penalty area from the left rib!

The Pierlo Zone in God's perspective lit up with white light again.

Barzagli and Bonucci can't retreat anymore.

They decisively double-teamed forward.

In Li Kang's vision, another black and white number 10 phantom suddenly appeared.

It wasn't Pierlo.

It was Zebra Baggio.

His figure also stopped abruptly in an instant.

The Eye of Truth burst out.

Continuous dribbling.

Two changes of direction.

Shaking out space.

A small swing of the right foot.

He shot near corner!

There was no violent power.

There was no light arc.

The ball was like a scalpel, directly penetrating Bonucci's crotch.

It swept towards the near corner.

Buffon's heart was ashes.

What a feeling.

In rock-paper-scissors, this honest man Li made rocks twice in a row, but the third time he actually made scissors!

It wasn't the Turin Rainbow.

It was a nimble ground scalpel full of ball feel!

Thump!

The ball hit the post heavily.

It bounced towards the center of the penalty area, and was refracted when it touched a pair of pink sneakers.

Even two Buffons could not guard the goal in the blink of an eye.

Juventus's net was lifted again.

3:1!!!

Welbeck looked down at his pink sneakers, his expression a little dazed.

When he heard the deafening cheers.

He quickly reacted and rushed towards Li Kang impatiently.

The commentator abruptly retracted the words "hat-trick".

"Penalty area black fox!"

"Welbeck!"

"A top-notch grab point killer!"

"A natural finishing touch..."

"No offside!"

"The greatest credit for this goal still goes to Li Kang."

"He danced in Juventus's penalty area!"

"Elegant, chic!"

"It's a pity it hit the post."

Livestream.

Barrage of comments.

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[My 4:1.]

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[Isn't Welbeck this guy standing still? He stepped on dog shit, and the ball just happened to hit his foot.]

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[Juventus has only conceded three goals in all previous Champions League matches, but now they have conceded three in one night...]

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[Who can calculate how many goals Juventus needs to score to advance?]

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[Li Mingdeng, a super weapon.]

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[I'm going to bet all-in on Arsenal to win the Champions League title.]

Li Kang bent over and adjusted his shin guards.

Two crisp sounds came from his ear.

Crystal Palace's mascot - two little eagles, came late.

[Crystal Palace Totem: Pete and Alice, effect unknown.]

At the Emirates Stadium, the scarves and team flags on the bowl-shaped stands formed a magnificent red and white ocean.

After eleven years.

The Gunners are about to break into the Champions League final again.

Wenger tried hard to suppress the joy in his heart.

Bould and the substitutes celebrated with their heads in their hands.

The injured players in the stands cheered.

Commentary booth.

Pierlo took off his tie.

"There is still time."

"Juventus will not give up easily..."

Helpless.

The Bianconeri may lose to a young man who is very similar to himself.

Allegri was lost in thought.

He couldn't figure it out.

Why.

Why would a depleted Arsenal give birth to a super Li?

Could it be because of the issue of ball distribution and the utilization of offensive and defensive resources?

There is no time to think about this.

Juventus's coach made another substitution adjustment.

In the next match.

The Bianconeri did not have the tenacious counterattack as expected.

They are too old.

Except for Bonucci, the remaining Barzagli, Chiellini, Buffon... their age can be Iwobi and Li Kang's fathers.

What was surprising was that Li Kang was still running all over the field.

"Doesn't he get tired?"

"Terrible stamina!"

"Strong physique, amazing speed, accurate defensive positioning, decisive tackling!"

"Juventus's midfield and frontcourt offense... is getting harder and harder to connect."

"Li Kang and his teammates used this rude method to force out Juventus's shortcomings."

"Mandzukic is old."

"Higuain is too fat."

"Pjanic's feet are too hot."

"..."

Eventually.

The referee blew the whistle for the end of the match.

Arsenal 3:1 Juventus.

Bearing glory and dreams.

After eleven years, the Gunners once again stepped onto the decisive stage of the top of Europe.

(End of this chapter)