Ronaldo?

　　Cow's tail?

　　This is Shenlong Baiwei (Divine Dragon Tail Swing)!

　　Still the same permanent passive module as Golden Left Foot.

　　Li Kang felt a slight tingle in the back of his head, and dozens of figures with Samba braids appeared in his mind.

　　He didn't enter a dreamlike state.

　　There were no heavy negative emotions such as grief, pain, anger, or unwillingness.

　　A joyful mood spread wildly.

　　The phone rang suddenly.

　　Li Kang didn't answer the phone, but instead started keeping rhythm with the ringtone.

　　In his vision, the Barcelona number 10 phantom twisted his waist excitedly.

　　What the hell?

　　Diego Costa stood outside the window, looking dumbfounded: "Is Li's delayed reaction him celebrating winning the Confederations Cup? But the phone ringtone is Arsenal's anthem! Is he celebrating Arsenal's treble?"

　　The next day.

　　The entire Spanish team returned to Madrid.

　　Winning the Confederations Cup for the first time in history did not bring a nationwide celebration.

　　Not to mention a fighter jet escort.

　　The Confederations Cup is a strange curse, like a lavish meal that gives you diarrhea.

　　Of course, the down-and-out royal family mascots still came to the Las Rozas training base.

　　"Vicente, I'm bringing the blessings of the whole country to visit you!"

　　Felipe VI brought a group of reporters and put on a full show under the spotlight.

　　It's a pity that the players' reactions were very perfunctory: the royal family doesn't give money for winning the championship, and the king and queen don't even earn as much as they do.

　　There was no salute, the Catalans, Basques, Galicians, Brazilians, Chinese... just simple handshakes and nods.

　　Felipe VI didn't seem to mind and still smiled brightly.

　　Half an hour later, the mascot king finished his platitudes before reluctantly leaving.

　　Del Bosque took out a handkerchief and wiped his sweat.

　　If he weren't a hereditary marquis and his descendants needed to receive royal rations, he wouldn't bother "serving" the king.

　　Minano walked forward excitedly.

　　"Boss, this is Li's medical report, all indicators are normal."

　　"Okay, which club should we fax it to? Chelsea or Arsenal?"

　　"Send it to both!"

　　"Before the 2018 World Cup, we must communicate well with the coaching staff of Li's club."

　　"We must also pay more attention to Li's physical and mental health. London is a city where it is easy for young people to fall. It would be great if he prepared for the World Cup at a club in Madrid."

　　The players resumed training.

　　On the green field, Carvajal sent a wide-ranging transfer ball.

　　Li Kang arrived near the landing point on the left wing as soon as possible.

　　The football fell!

　　He raised his left foot, ready to unload the ball.

　　Pique quickly stepped up to steal.

　　An amazing scene happened.

　　The moment Li Kang stopped the ball, his center of gravity shifted to the left.

　　A flick with the outside of his foot.

　　Then a tap back with the inside of his foot.

　　The football danced in the air like a playful elf... and after landing, it swept past Pique's side.

　　The ball passed.

　　And so did the man.

　　The teammates were stunned: a cow's tail in the air? No, it's Shenlong Baiwei (Divine Dragon Tail Swing)!

　　Before they could fully recover.

　　Li Kang had already dribbled the ball to the left side of the penalty area.

　　Bang!

　　The football shot out and rippled the net.

　　Clap clap clap!

　　Pique looked blank and couldn't help but applaud.

　　The agility of this kind of escape technique was very much like Ronaldinho!

　　"Awesome!"

　　"A golden left foot!"

　　"Li, where are you going to spend your off-season?"

　　Isco asked suddenly, his eyes full of anticipation.

　　Li Kang shook his head, he hadn't thought about vacationing at all.

　　His mind was still replaying the breakthrough action just now... It was the first time he tried the "aerial cow tail" and it was a success!

　　The offensive rhythm did not slow down at all.

　　There wasn't a trace of procrastination.

　　Not even Ronaldinho's phantom appeared.

　　It is indeed a permanent passive skill.

　　He ran to the net, flicked up the football with his right foot, and then the right pull and left buckle movements were slightly stiff, and even the acceleration after the breakthrough was half a beat slower.

　　The left foot is Ronaldinho's Shenlong Baiwei (Divine Dragon Tail Swing).

　　The right foot is a first-class cow tail.

　　"Why don't we go to Greece together!"

　　In 2017, Greece inexplicably became a popular vacation destination in Europe, with hotels and real estate ushering in a great situation, and stars flocking to various beaches and islands for vacation.

　　Saul and Koke quickly echoed: "We're going too!"

　　Morata hesitated for a moment and said, "I want to accompany my wife..."

　　"We didn't ask you."

　　Amidst laughter, Li Kang and his teammates finished their last training session of the summer.

　　It was time to say goodbye again.

　　De Gea was reluctant to part, his eyes swept across the figures of Azpilicueta, Diego Costa, Pedro, and Fabregas... He suddenly realized: if Li really joined Chelsea, wouldn't Stamford Bridge become a Spanish Premier League nest?

　　"Li, the phone signal at Stamford Bridge is not good..."

　　After holding back for a long time, he could only think of this shortcoming.

　　Diego Costa couldn't help but "punch" the Manchester United goalkeeper in the chest: "Go back to the club and work hard, and strive to defend the Europa League title next season!"

　　Two days later.

　　Li Kang didn't go on vacation, he and his little assistant returned to North London - the Emirates Stadium.

　　The sun was shining.

　　The sky was blue and the clouds were white.

　　The red and white stands were filled with fans from all over the world.

　　A huge tifo image printed with Arsenal's number 10 jersey gradually unfolded amidst the mighty momentum!

　　On the green field, three trophies were placed.

　　Champions League champion.

　　Premier League champion.

　　FA Cup champion.

　　Little Kroenke, Sir Chips Keswick, Gazidis and other Arsenal executives looked sad.

　　Li Kang walked out of the tunnel, wearing that red and white number 10 jersey.

　　The Emirates Stadium suddenly burst into an overwhelming reluctance and plea to stay.

　　"Lee!!!"

　　"Lee!!!"

　　"Lee!!!"

　　The farewell ceremony that Arsenal had been preparing for the two-hundred-million-dollar man finally arrived.

　　Li Kang stepped onto the green field and walked towards the three shining trophies.

　　The flashes of the spotlights kept flashing.

　　The media reporters pressed the shutters of their cameras one after another, recording this classic moment.

　　"The camera is on a young Gunner fan."

　　"Sad tears."

　　"A touching farewell."

　　"A two-hundred-million transfer fee brought three championship trophies."

　　"Li Kang has finally become a passer-by for the Gunners."

　　Sadness permeated North London... No.

　　At this time.

　　Tottenham fans gathered in the bar, excitedly banging on the table with their glasses.

　　"Arsenal has lost their king!"

　　"Let St. Totteringham's Day go to hell!"

　　The farewell ceremony was grand, but also short.

　　Cannons fired in unison.

　　Golden confetti fluttered in the wind.

　　The Emirates Stadium seemed to be experiencing a torrential golden rain.

　　Little Kroenke held Li Kang's right hand tightly and was about to get emotional when he was suddenly pushed away by the accompanying medical staff: "What are you thinking? Li's right arm injury is still recovering!"

　　The Arsenal executives looked embarrassed.

　　"Li, the Gunners will always be your home."

　　"As long as we solve certain problems, we will bring you back."

　　Li Kang looked around.

　　He couldn't find the figure of the white-haired old man in the crowd.

　　Farewell.

　　No matter how grand the farewell, it seemed like something was missing.

　　The club did not hold such a farewell ceremony for Wenger.

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