The phantom of Ronaldinho still hadn't dissipated.

The joy and pleasure it radiated, like flames, instantly ignited Li Kang's emotions.

White Hart Lane hadn't recovered.

Arsenal's number 10 began to celebrate!

He sprinted towards the corner flag, fists clenched, thumb and pinky extended, swaying from side to side!

A gesture from Samba football culture meant to spread happiness.

Happiness is contagious.

Arsenal fans leaned forward frantically, completely enthralled.

"Lee!!!"

"Lee!!!"

"Lee!!!"

The Gunners' youngster under the spotlight, beaming.

Media reporters at the scene adjusted their cameras to record this classic moment.

...

Livestream.

The comment section exploded.

-【Little Lee's gesture is called shakahandsign, originating from surfing, a greeting gesture.】

-【Wrong, it's a greeting from Samba culture, meant to spread happiness.】

-【It means dreams!】

-【You're all wrong, Li Mingdeng's gesture means "666," he's saying isn't my goal awesome!】

-【666!】

-【Li Mingdeng looks so handsome when he smiles, I love him.】

-【His goal was amazing too, unparalleled imagination! Chip, turn, and overhead volley! How do you defend that? Tell me how you defend that?】

-【Spurs didn't play badly, how did they suddenly collapse? The game was fifty-fifty, and then Li Kang scored two goals in a row near the end of the first half!】

-【Vertonghen and Alderweireld's defense isn't bad, their movements and anticipation are impeccable, but they're too bulky. If they were replaced by quick, small center-backs like Mascherano, Ayala, Cannavaro, or Baresi... things would be much better.】

....

Beep! Beep beep~

The referee blew the whistle for halftime.

"An absolutely stunning ten minutes."

"Spurs had some good chances to threaten the goal in the first half, but they failed to convert them into goals!"

"Arsenal's 200 million was well spent, Li Kang is continuing his dominant performance!"

"Viewers, take a short break, we'll be back after a word from our sponsors..."

Li Kang was surrounded by his teammates as he walked off the pitch.

Welbeck squeezed Morata out of the way and excitedly approached him, "Lee, we have great chemistry... hmm! I'm sure Morata agrees with us!"

Morata staggered to his feet, a twitch at the corner of his mouth.

Cazorla was holding his back, but he was alright.

Bould and the support staff rushed forward, some wiping sweat, others offering water.

Wenger tapped his temple with a smile, his eyes filled with undisguised admiration.

'Lee makes all his teammates... smarter.'

On the other side.

The Spurs players were sullen.

The sudden collapse was most detrimental to the young players' morale.

Lloris was complaining that Son Heung-min wasn't tracking back deep enough.

Alli was complaining that no one was passing him the ball.

Vertonghen and Alderweireld were dejected.

Only Eriksen and Kane remained relatively calm...

....

The battle at White Hart Lane extended to the stands.

Arsenal and Spurs fans went from trash-talking to shoving...

Various objects flew through the air.

Security personnel, who were on standby, quickly moved in to contain the situation.

...

The locker room was always calm when Arsenal was in the lead.

A bouquet of white lilies sat on the table.

This was a habit Wenger had developed during his time at Highbury.

He would place a bouquet of flowers in the locker room for the opposing club, in the same color as their home kit.

Even in the North London Derby, when facing arch-rivals Spurs, he still did so.

There weren't many pep talks.

After assistant coach Bould reviewed the game and assigned the tasks for the second half, he urged the players to rest.

Morata was massaging Li Kang's feet.

He looked around furtively, lifted his jersey to reveal an undershirt with a heart-shaped design, and whispered mysteriously, "Lee, I hope I can score a goal in this game and dedicate it to a deaf child."

This guy was quite enthusiastic about charity.

He often liked to play in charity matches and raise money.

Li Kang smiled and gently tapped his good partner on the forehead.

The opponent was a formidable Spurs side.

He couldn't guarantee that Morata would definitely score...

...

Spurs locker room.

Pochettino patiently explained the tactical changes for the second half.

He had a relatively gentle personality.

He didn't interfere too much with the players' private lives.

If Ferguson, Mourinho, or Wenger had encountered a disciple like Alli, they would have used both soft and hard tactics, trying everything to correct him.

Pochettino was different.

He believed that the players were the club's products, and he didn't need to do anything beyond the scope of his duties, nor did he need to impose his life views on the players.

"We played well, especially the transitions and defensive work."

"In the second half, we need to re-establish the midfield connection."

"I will send two midfielders to limit Lee!"

"The pressure on everyone else on both ends of the pitch may be greater..."

"But this is our chance to turn the game around!"

"..."

The players were silent.

....

The fifteen-minute break ended quickly.

The players returned to the pitch.

White Hart Lane immediately erupted in noise.

"Good evening viewers, welcome back, you are now watching the seventh round of the 2016/17 Premier League season."

"The second half of the match between Tottenham and Arsenal."

"Pochettino has used his first substitution."

"Sissoko replaces Alli!"

"They want to strengthen the midfield in the second half... huh?"

"The camera is showing the Spurs bench, Alli slammed the back of his seat in anger!"

"On the Arsenal side, Wenger has not made any substitutions yet!"

...

With the referee's whistle.

The second half began.

Arsenal had possession.

Morata kicked off, passing the ball back to Li Kang.

The shadow in Li Kang's brain contracted back to normal.

The energy storage from the trip to North Rhine-Westphalia was used up in this game.

In God Mode.

Kane was coming on strong.

Li Kang calmly passed the ball to Cazorla.

"Spurs have seven players past the halfway line, this is a scene they often show in their matches."

"Trailing by two goals, Pochettino must go all out!"

"Li Kang is slowly moving back."

"Wow, Arsenal is now playing with three defensive midfielders!"

"Xhaka made a mistake, he didn't receive Cazorla's cross pass, the ball was intercepted!"

"Eriksen, a brilliant through ball!"

"That was close, Koscielny's clearance was timely!"

...

The game gradually transitioned into a positional battle.

The noise subsided.

Possession changed hands back and forth.

The battle mostly took place in the thirty-meter area of Arsenal's half.

With Pochettino's gestures.

Spurs' attacking players attacked the opponent's penalty area like crazy, the pace of their aggressive breakthroughs and passes was fast and steady, and their direction changed erratically, making it difficult to predict.

Alderweireld and Vertonghen took turns pushing forward, acting as center forward pivots, freeing up Kane.

They were interpreting the mysteries of Bielsa's style on the field!

Leaving the fans in the stadium gasping for breath.

....

Arsenal wasn't under too much pressure.

Every player in every position was at least at the T1 level in the Premier League.

Combined with Li Kang's command and control.

Plus, there were Maguire and Welbeck, two strategic disruptors.

Not to mention there was Cech in front of the goal...

They just needed to maintain a low defensive position, as long as Xhaka didn't lose his head and didn't lose his position, Spurs couldn't break through.

"Arsenal's three defensive midfielders are too good at stifling attacks!"

"Spurs look like they have the advantage in possession, but their empty backfield is very dangerous."

"Pochettino has no choice, trailing by two goals, his room for adjustment is limited."

"The key is that Sissoko hasn't shown the significance of being brought on, if they wanted to pressure Arsenal, they shouldn't have taken off Alli."

Arsenal's defense was very solid.

No matter how Kane and Son Heung-min switched positions or passed and ran!

Even if they only limited the shooting angle, Cech would clean up the mess.

....

Time passed quickly.

The two-goal deficit made the Spurs players' movements more restrained.

Often in "evenly matched" games, the trailing team focuses more on fully utilizing every moment to attack.

Li Kang was active in front of the defense, and repeatedly resolved Spurs' threatening attacks with his two bond teammates.

In God Mode.

A set of grid lines was drawn in Arsenal's half.

Horizontal and vertical lines visually showed Spurs' formation changes and the distance between players' movements.

Allowing him to roughly judge the opponent's passing intentions.

He still couldn't understand the practical mysteries of Bielsa's style.

But the strength of his Arsenal teammates wasn't bad.

Even if he temporarily misjudged Spurs' attacking direction, his teammates could fill the gap in time.

Sometimes.

The difficulties you encounter in life may not have an immediate answer, but they are not as scary as you think.

.....

The 70th minute of the match.

Eriksen made a passing error under pressure from Xhaka.

Cazorla intercepted the ball.

White Hart Lane suddenly erupted in a wave of cheers and boos.

"The referee didn't signal anything."

"Xhaka didn't foul."

"But Arsenal has very few points of contact in the frontcourt... they can't launch a quick counterattack."

Bang!

Cazorla could find Li Kang on the run even with his eyes closed.

Son Heung-min quickly sprinted towards the latter.

A predictable showdown.

Li Kang stopped the ball with his left foot, turned while holding off the Korean star, and then began to advance with his right foot!

In God Mode.

Wanyama and Sissoko formed the first line of defense.

Vertonghen and Alderweireld retreated frantically.

The four formed a parallelogram.

Maximizing the suppression of the depth of Arsenal's counterattack.

At the same time.

Spurs' overall defensive speed was very fast!

....

Welbeck and Morata sprinted.

Sanchez supported diagonally in front of Li Kang, providing protective support.

Li Kang adjusted his breathing.

Squeezing out the last bit of 'power' from inside his body.

All the attributes in the system panel began to increase!

"His speed isn't as fast as it was in the first half."

"Walker is catching up."

"Why isn't Li Kang going down the wing, he's going straight through the middle?"

Walker had a good mentality.

At this point in his history, he hadn't fully developed yet, and he had to compete with Trippier for the same position at Tottenham.

But his speed and physical toughness had already reached the peak of his career.

Short curly hair, a pair of heavily tattooed arms, explosive muscles, gave the impression of a "thug!"

While sprinting.

He raised his hand to signal Sissoko and Wanyama to double-team.

The back of Arsenal's number 10 was getting closer and closer in his vision.

I've caught up with you!

....

Li Kang was ambushed near the center circle.

Things were different now.

The three black and white giants from Spurs who were double-teaming him from the front and back were all top-notch physical specimens.

They weren't the softies he had faced before.

Sissoko, Wanyama, and Walker's method of interception was very direct.

They didn't like to reach out and scratch, and they didn't like to dawdle.

They would just slide tackle after getting close!

Six thick, dark legs lunged towards the ball!

The three of them weighed over five hundred pounds combined!

Just do it.

Li Kang didn't have time to make any evasive movements.

The three big guys could block a large area of passing space even without thinking.

Eye of Truth, a rich black mist burst out!

His right foot gently stepped on the ball!

....

Wenger looked worried.

Pochettino was equally distressed.

If they couldn't steal the ball, the opponent could penetrate Spurs' backfield with a casual pass.

Hadn't there been enough miracles happening to Arsenal's number 10?

The football bounced high.

Li Kang was lifted into the air.

In mid-air.

He displayed an extremely terrifying degree of flexibility.

Bang.

His left foot extended.

The sole of his shoe touched the football.

Sanchez, who was standing in front of him diagonally, received it smoothly.

"Wow!"

"That's terrifying!"

"Li Kang, surrounded by three Premier League hardmen...continued the team's attack in this way!"

"The referee signaled advantage!"

"Arsenal's frontcourt, three against two!"

Sissoko and Wanyama fell to the grass in pain, resentfully looking at Walker, who had told them to double-team: It's all your fault for giving the wrong instructions! Now we're out of position!

Walker didn't feel embarrassed.

While getting up, he gently patted Li Kang's chest, apologized, and then started sprinting again.

....

Sanchez dribbled the ball into the thirty-meter area of ​​Spurs' half.

In his vision, Alderweireld and Vertonghen had both retreated to the edge of the penalty area.

There was no time to hesitate.

After observing the positions of his two teammates...

He decisively passed the ball to the better-looking Morata.

"Beautiful!"

"Morata, his ball control is concise!"

"Cut inside..."

"Shoot!"

Clang!

The football howled towards the Spurs' goal.

Clang!

The goalpost trembled.

The whole stadium sighed.

"Oh no!"

"It was so close."

"Welbeck!"

"Rebound... oh, he missed!"

"The football went into Alderweireld's arms... Sanchez is pressing him."

"Spurs' center-back made a mistake in clearing the ball."

"Li Kang!"

...

Watching Morata and Welbeck's link-up.

Wenger's mood was like riding a roller coaster.

He understood a little why Del Bosque and Ferguson had to take blood pressure medicine.

When these two guys got together.

He might have to increase his dosage...

His weathered gaze moved with the trajectory of the football.

His thoughts were interrupted.

At the point of impact.

Was the 200 million that he liked the most... Arsenal's number 10!

...

Alderweireld's clearance was interfered with by Sanchez.

It wasn't cleared far.

But Walker was standing at the point of impact...

No.

There was also Li Kang!

The football slowly descended.

After completing his run-up, Li Kang jumped high and headed the ball in front of Walker.

Silence in the sky!

"A beautiful headed pass!"

"Found Morata."

"Why isn't Morata shooting yet, Rose is tracking back quickly!"

...

Spurs' defense was a mess.

Arsenal's number 10 landed and ran towards the arc of the penalty area.

Bang.

Morata passed the ball again!

Li Kang touched the ball with one foot.

Spurs' penalty area seemed to have been cut by a sharp blade.

Welbeck was still stunned in the six-yard box.

The football grazed his instep and entered the Spurs' net.

0:3!!!

The referee immediately looked at the linesman.

The latter signaled that there was no offside!