Chapter 1

"A final decision!"

"Hopefully, this goal won't trigger Patricio's fear of being dominated by the German team."

"Youngster Li Kang's interception led to a fatal long pass, easily breaking through Portugal's defense!"

"Diego Costa's pivot role, David Silva's breakthrough, Juanfran's cross, the four used the simplest cooperation to jointly create this goal!"

"Only two minutes into the game, and Spain has already gained a leading advantage!"

"Oh! It's 126 seconds, the fastest goal record in European Cup final history, it's a final."

"The camera is on the Spanish players as they gather in the corner flag area to celebrate wildly."

"We see Ronaldo comforting his teammates with gestures, seemingly saying: Don't worry, the game has just begun, I will stand up!"

"This is leadership!"

...

Ronaldo gestured towards Pepe, indicating that there was a problem with goalkeeper Patricio's save posture.

Looking unhappy.

Pepe quickly stopped him, signaling him to pick up the football from the net.

This is the national team, not Real Madrid. Patricio wouldn't tolerate this kind of criticism like Navas.

Applause thundered.

The fans at the scene were not discouraged and encouraged the Portuguese soldiers with the warmest applause.

Corner flag area.

Diego Costa excitedly pulled up the corner flag.

Teammates ran forward to celebrate wildly.

The little assistant and the WAGs sent kisses frantically.

...

Livestream.

-【Ronaldo is too wronged, these teammates are just not good enough.】

-【Where did Portugal get the confidence to play a single defensive midfielder against the invincible fleet.】

-【The referee is Clattenburg from England, his nickname is "Master of Draws"! Believe me, the final will definitely be a draw, go to overtime, and finally a penalty shootout!】

-【Strange, Lisbon isn't that bad, it's impossible to concede a goal so easily.】

-【Don't worry, Li Mingdeng hasn't participated in the attack yet.】

....

Sideline.

The reaction from the Spanish coaching staff was very flat.

Bosque simply stood up and applauded before sitting down again.

Only Minano was overjoyed.

On the other side.

Santos frowned.

The Portuguese Football Association signed his contract only until June 2016 in order to save money, and never expected the team to achieve good results in this European Cup.

It was only recently renewed.

If they are slaughtered in the European Cup final and set a record... it will be a lasting shame.

....

The game restarts from the center circle.

Nani passes the ball back to Joao Mario.

This little dark egg is still relatively reliable.

Although he is slow, sticky, sluggish in passing, has poor ability to receive the ball with his back to the goal, lacks positional awareness, and has weak breakthrough ability, his passing imagination is very rich.

《Full Level Passing at the Start, Ronaldo is Envious!》

"Portugal's fast break!"

"Don't give up!"

"Yes, pass the ball twice and maintain a good attacking formation!"

"Oh! The ball is lost!"

"Referee Clattenburg indicates no foul!"

Saul didn't expect the ball to be intercepted so easily.

Joao Mario on the opposite side is a famous player in the Portuguese Super League.

Too easy.

Pa!

Without much thought.

The Atletico Madrid youngster immediately passed the ball to Li Kang, who had passed the center circle.

....

From the audience's perspective:

Spain's number 6 didn't even look back to observe the ball's path, but was able to perfectly control it.

That's not right.

This strange footwork.

How did that kid make a shooting motion...

Passed the center circle... shooting directly?

Bosque couldn't help but widen his eyes.

Santos looked dazed, clutching his chest.

....

God's perspective.

The Portuguese defense revealed a huge gap.

The fragmented defensive positioning.

Stimulated the hunting instincts of the Spanish attackers.

In Li Kang's vision, a bright golden phantom appeared.

White clothes with gold trim, number 7.

Various negative emotions intertwined wildly.

'Look, that country bumpkin's accent is so strange, like a pig.'

'You'll always be a waste.'

'Go back to Madeira, you country bumpkin.'

'So what if I beat you, what do you want to do, want to complain to your dad? Oh, I almost forgot, your dad is already dead.'

'Don't say that, he has a new dad in Manchester United - assistant coach Carlos Queiroz!'

'Haha, the best player in the world! Based on you?'

Thoughts scattered.

Li Kang's steps and movements completely overlapped with the phantom.

The calf and knee concentrated thousands of pounds of force!

呯!

A bang that resounded through the sky.

Let all negative emotions disappear.

Gold-trimmed Ronaldo, the shooting range is from the halfway line!

The football roared towards the Portuguese team's goal!

Like a rainbow!

Ascending.

Falling.

The combination of arc and gradient formed the most beautiful trajectory!

...

Everyone was stunned.

Including goalkeeper Patricio.

By the time he came back to his senses and made a save.

The football had already stirred up the Portuguese team's net!

2:0!!!

The whole place erupted!

"Beautiful!"

"Two goals in two minutes!"

"An unstoppable invincible fleet!"

"The shooting range is from the halfway line."

"Li Kang, outside the center circle... with a powerful and domineering elevator ball! He broke through Portugal's goal!"

"Who is the King of Iberia?"

"Is the most painful massacre in the history of the European Cup final about to be born in the summer of France?"

Duan Xuan and He Wei were very excited.

They didn't even have time to adjust their emotions.

Another goal?

Can you give us some buffer time!

...

Livestream.

-【Magnus effect!】

-【What's going on? Playing this in the European Cup final? It's not the group stage!】

-【Portugal isn't that weak, even if you let Sporting Lisbon play against Real Madrid, Atletico Madrid, and Barcelona... they wouldn't concede so many goals.】

-【They wouldn't concede so many, only Bayern can beat them 7:0.】

-【Calm down, it's not like there haven't been games where a team scores at the start and then goes silent.】

-【The invincible fleet that has gone through three life-and-death battles against Italy, Germany, and France... is really ferocious!】

-【Don't panic, the referee is Clattenburg, Master of Draws! 2-2 is also a draw!】

-【This goal has a bit of the flavor of gold-trimmed Ronaldo!】

-【Didn't those pre-match news say that the strength of the two teams was 50-50 and a draw?】

....

Li Kang certainly didn't "siu~".

Before the game, he roughly knew the approximate area of ​​Voller and old man Top's viewing seats.

Symbolically ran in that direction and raised his fist.

Soon.

Teammates swarmed up.

The Portuguese defense was dejected.

Ronaldo didn't complain about his teammates this time, but put his hands on his hips, his eyes slightly red.

.....

The game quickly resumed.

Portugal no longer dared to fight Spain in midfield.

They played very steadily.

"From the audience's perspective from above, Portugal is in danger."

"Don't worry."

"Pay attention to the rhythm."

"Spain deliberately gave up a thirty-meter area, reserving ample space for Diego Costa in the frontcourt."

"Beautiful! Ronaldo received a pass from Joao Mario!"

"Can he turn the tide?"

"Oh no, Saul was careless."

....

Ronaldo did not choose to break through forcibly.

Before Saul got close, he decisively passed the ball to Guerreiro, who was cutting in from the wing!

The latter did not stick to the ball.

Ronaldo ran to the most suitable position in a short time!

With a snap!

The football returned to his feet again!

"Wonderful one-two!"

"The explosiveness is still there!"

"He's about to break into the penalty area!"

"How can the Spanish defense still sit still?"

"Pique's challenge!"

"Oh no!"

"Ronaldo fell!"

"The football was cleared out of bounds!"

"The referee pulls out a yellow card!"

"Portugal's chance! A great free kick position at the edge of the penalty area... Hey! Why did Ronaldo get a yellow card?"

"Dive?"

"From the slow-motion replay, Pique retracted his foot in advance!"

Boos rang out in the Stade de France.

Pique patted Ronaldo's face with a smile.

The latter was not annoyed.

After all.

During the years when he was bullied by veterans in Manchester United, Pique had been by his side.

The two may be best friends.