Chapter 1 The Beginning

The broadcast room.

The big screen replayed the entire goal.

-【Incredibly exciting! I thought Lee Kang would score, but I never imagined it would be in such an explosive way!】

-【Baggio reborn! A V-shaped dribble to fool Modric!】

-【Unreasonable explosiveness and impact, terrifying ball control, a straight-up beating of Varane!】

-【The genius of North Rhine-Westphalia, shining at the Bernabéu!】

-【Lee Kang's deep run... can't be replicated a second time. Real Madrid committed too many troops on that corner kick, leading to emptiness in the backfield. They didn't expect Leno to have such a powerful throw.】

-【Li Ming Deng's curse versus Zidane's metaphysics! Let's see who's luckier!】

.....

The Bernabéu under the night sky, every frame is a visual feast.

Accompanied by the cheers of Leverkusen fans.

Applause also rang out sporadically from the home stands.

Proud Real Madrid fans never skimp on respect.

The Bernabéu is a hall where legends are born.

Especially since the goal was scored by a son of the Iberian Peninsula.

“Lee!!!”

“Lee!!!”

“Lee!!!”

Ramos, returning to the penalty area to defend, almost couldn't help but shout out.

Lee Kang refused Bellarabi and Son Heung-min's celebratory gestures.

He struggled to his feet, weakly entered the Real Madrid goal, picked up the soccer ball, and ran back to the center circle.

Goalkeeper Navas couldn't even muster the slightest thought of grabbing the ball to delay the game.

He was still savoring that ultimate arc of the powerful shot...

In the distance.

Bale noticed the gazes of his surrounding teammates and said warily, "Why are you looking at me? Dribbling past a player is a very common basic skill!"

Modric raised his arm to the teammates on the defensive line, indicating that it was his fault.

.....

At the edge of the field.

The Leverkusen bench erupted in jubilation.

From almost being 3-0 down to 2-1! From hell to heaven.

Dino said excitedly, "Boss, we've secured an away goal advantage. If we can hold onto this score, we'll have the initiative back in North Rhine-Westphalia."

Old man Toppmöller anxiously scratched his neck and said in a serious tone, "Can we hold it? Have Hakan and Kai start warming up regularly!"

On the other side.

Zidane remained calm on the surface, seemingly unaffected by the change in score.

Bettoni muttered, "If Lee joins Real Madrid, he alone could do the job of Bale and Casemiro... I'm just kidding."

...

Munich.

Beckenbauer was surrounded by a group of German football legends.

Everyone chattered at once.

"The pride of German football!"

"He should stay in the Bundesliga and join Bayern!"

"Does anyone have a granddaughter of the right age?"

"Quick, find a way to tell that idiot Toppmöller that defense is useless! Put on players with strong ability to make key passes! Build the offense around Lee!"

Augenthaler raised both arms, interrupting, "How terrible a Spain team are we going to face in the European Cup in a few months!"

Everyone fell silent instantly.

Beckenbauer adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses and said in a relaxed tone, "There are many terrible opponents we'll face in this year's European Cup, not just Spain."

.....

The game situation did not reverse with Lee Kang's goal.

After the kickoff, Real Madrid quickly crushed Leverkusen again.

However, Kramer and the others had learned their lesson this time.

No rushing in, no losing position.

Defend the edge of the penalty area to the death.

"Leverkusen's defensive line has retreated into the penalty area and is gradually stabilizing."

"Real Madrid isn't in a hurry, after all, they're leading by a goal!"

"Modric and Kroos's long and short passes, sometimes fast, sometimes slow, are very draining."

"Under this kind of game intensity, it depends on how long Leverkusen's players can last without making mistakes."

Tactical changes and gamesmanship can only be built on matches where the strength of both sides is not too different.

Leverkusen has no choice right now.

They can't even touch the ball, can't hold onto it.

....

Real Madrid has passing and control genes engraved in their bones.

Mourinho laid the foundation for aggressive pressing and counter-attacking storms.

Ancelotti brought control and local penetration.

Forget it, even if Real Madrid didn't carry out a technical retro-reform...

Modric and Kroos can ensure ball possession and play fancy moves just by positioning themselves in the middle with their eyes closed.

The game time passed minute by minute.

Leverkusen's defensive line was "flattened" and teetering on the verge of collapse.

All the players' minds were tense, not daring to relax in the slightest.

Lee Kang was not assigned specific marking tasks, and he kept running back and forth in front of the defensive line.

Relying on God's perspective and the Red and Black Soul module, he repeatedly helped his teammates make thrilling clearances.

Old man Toppmöller and Dino stood in the coaching area, constantly reminding the players to pay attention to spacing and cover.

It's difficult.

It's very difficult to defend.

Leverkusen only has one Lee Kang.

And Real Madrid has Modric and Kroos.

In the 48th minute of the match, the last moment of injury time in the first half.

Bender couldn't stop Marcelo, who cut inside to the middle, and brought him down with both hands and feet!

Beep!

The referee blew his whistle and showed the Leverkusen captain a yellow card.

Then, ignoring the Leverkusen players' explanation, he took out a foam spray and drew a "u" shape at the scene of the foul.

"Oh no! They couldn't hold on until the last minute!"

"How could they give Real Madrid such a good free kick opportunity!"

"This position can be shot directly at the goal!"

....

Ronaldo grabbed the ball early and stood in front of the foul spot.

There is no doubt that he will take it.

Although he has experienced serious injuries, he is still the strongest off-ball shooter on the planet during this period.

A moment later.

The chaos subsided.

The wall is set up.

Leno is ready to go.

Beep!

The referee blew his whistle.

Ronaldo lifted his shorts high, showing the world his muscular thigh lines.

At the same time, he measured the distance between the free kick position and the goal.

Take a deep breath and start to run.

"His eyes are full of determination and a hint of ferocity."

"Let's see how he's going to hit this ball!"

"Wow!"

Bang!

With a sharp crisp sound!

The soccer ball drew a "C" shape in the Leverkusen half!

It bypassed the high jumping wall.

Lightly and violently plunged into the back of the net!

3:1!!!

Leno tried his best, he almost touched the soccer ball!

"Beautiful!"

"The ball went in!"

"Ronaldo! His free kick drew a C in the air! That's his signature."

"Like a startled swan, like a swimming dragon!"

"In the Champions League semi-final, as the spiritual leader of Real Madrid, he stood up and made the final decision!"

"There's no problem, Real Madrid has once again extended their lead to two goals!"

"This is Ronaldo... the king of the green field."

Duan Xuan is a well-known Messi hater + Ronaldo fan, and he watched as the situation was about to get out of control.

He Wei quietly kicked him.

....

The broadcast room.

The barrage flew.

-【The script is back to normal.】

-【Leverkusen is done for, with high-intensity defense, mistakes are increasing.】

-【5:1 is still two goals away, hurry up.】

-【Real Madrid doesn't seem to want to stop at all.】

.....

Beep! Beep, beep~

The referee then blew the whistle for the end of the first half.

Ronaldo excitedly ran to the corner flag area and jumped high!

Turn around in mid-air!

Made the most classic celebration.

"Siu!"

The Real Madrid fans at the Bernabéu also let out a burst of "siu"!

Bender kept waving his hands to his teammates to apologize.

Lee Kang's hard-fought away goal advantage... disappeared.

....

Real Madrid dressing room.

Bettoni quickly moved the flags.

"In the second half, we can try to play the rhythm faster, especially after 70 minutes, Leverkusen's defenders can no longer maintain their stamina under this high-intensity penetration."

"There's no need to limit Lee. It's undeniable that he's a genius, but his teammates can't support him in implementing any tactics. As long as we do a good job of defending the deep, he won't be able to threaten Real Madrid's goal again."

"Cheer up, there's no need to hold back anything, victory is above all else."

The Real Madrid stars nodded seriously.

Modric was a little disappointed, what he wanted to communicate with Lee Kang... was not individual skill competition.

Bale sniffed and looked at Marcelo, saying, "I always feel like it's not that simple?"

....

Leverkusen dressing room.

It was as quiet as if someone had died.

Dino was writing and drawing on the blackboard.

Old man Toppmöller's face was ashen, with no solution.

In the face of a huge gap in strength, there is nothing but defense and counterattack.

The players were silent, feeling depressed.

They knew they had a gap with the top superstars, but in actual combat, they didn't expect to be crushed so thoroughly.

"We still have a chance!"

"Real Madrid's left-wing defense is relatively weak."

"Hakan, I'm counting on you in the second half! Release Lee!"

.....

The fifteen-minute break ended quickly.

The two teams returned to the field.

The Bernabéu, the noise started again.

"Good evening, audience friends, welcome back!"

"Zidane has made the first substitution adjustment: Isco replaced Bale!"

"This should be a change to a 4312 diamond formation!"

"Toppmöller also made personnel adjustments, Çalhanoğlu replaced the poorly performing captain Bender!"

"The adjustments of both coaches are a bit incomprehensible."

"The two teams contributed a wonderful first half for us!"

"In just 45 minutes, the two sides tied 3:1!"

"What changes will happen in the second half? Let's wait and see!"

Beep!

With the referee's whistle.

The second half officially begins.

Leverkusen possession.

Kießling kicks off and passes back to Çalhanoğlu.

The soccer ball was passed around in their own half a few times and was robbed again.

Isco!

A genius attacker whose height and leg length ratio is 5:5!

His butt twists more exaggeratedly than Hazard's when running.

What is his nickname?

Spanish Messi.

Real Madrid Iniesta.

It's just that his brain isn't as good as the two above!

"Isco is very ball-hungry!"

"Of course, this time, he stole the ball himself!"

.....

Thirty-meter zone.

Benzema took away Van Dijk.

Ronaldo pulled to the wing and took away Hilbert and Jonathan Tah!

Isco easily dodged Çalhanoğlu's counter-press and Kramer's entanglement with a flick and a shake.

During this period, his dribbling skills were top-notch.

Although his brain is not good, he likes to stick to the ball, is slow to pass the ball, and is not in sync with the rhythm of the BBC and the classic midfield.

But Zidane didn't ask him to be in sync.

What he wanted was Isco's lack of coordination, so that the team as a whole could play a hierarchical attack with a different time axis!

"Danger!"

"Marcelo and Carvajal are also cutting in from both wings!"

"The offensive is like a tide!"

"There's also Kroos in the back!"

"Beautiful!"

.....

Top of the penalty arc.

Isco won't pass the ball.

Leverkusen's defensive line simply hasn't adapted to his rhythm.

He is short, has a low center of gravity, short legs, and explosive speed with the ball. His dribbling characteristics are unique.

No one can stop him.

Leno roared angrily.

When Van Dijk realized the problem and wanted to return to the center, it was too late!

Isco pushes with the inside of his foot!

The soccer ball hugs the turf and slams into the lower-left corner of Leverkusen's goal.

4:1!!!

The audience exclaimed.

"Beautiful!"

"A grounder! Killed the game!"

"At the beginning of the second half, Isco, who came on as a substitute, made a contribution!"

"He seems so out of place in Real Madrid's offensive system!"

"He also caught Leverkusen's defense off guard!"

"He is worthy of being the super genius attacker who led Malaga to the Champions League quarter-finals that year!"

"Real Madrid has a three-goal lead!"

"The game is gradually losing its suspense!"

.....

The Bernabéu, echoing with impassioned slogans.

"halamadrid!!!"

"halamadrid!!!"

"halamadrid!!!"

As the number of goals increased.

Real Madrid players did not put too much energy into celebration.

Is it necessary to delay time when playing Leverkusen?

Isco simply waved his fist, and then, surrounded by his teammates, returned to his own half.

Leno knelt on both knees, his expression blank.

Kramer's eyes were red.

Lee Kang once again entered the back of the net, gently lifted the ball up, and ran to the center circle.

....

The edge of the field.

Dino slumped in his seat: "Boss, we..."

Old man Toppmöller sighed:

"Make good records."

"Bale solves the off-ball impact of sports warfare."

"Isco is responsible for the on-ball breakthrough of positional warfare."

"This is the heritage of the giants, their bench has many different types of good players in the world..."

"We still have a chance, as long as we can make one attack, we can get another away goal back."

Dino's expression was bitter: We're three goals behind... is it still necessary to calculate small advantages?

The other side.

Bettoni suggested: "There's not much suspense in the game, let J Luo play."

Zidane waved his hand: "Wait a little longer."

.....

Spanish Football Association Building.

Minyano applauded excitedly and said, "Boss, Isco and Lee will definitely produce a special chemical reaction!"

Del Bosque patted his big belly and stroked his mustache: "Yes, Isco will be miserable when he meets the German team, but he is most suitable for dealing with the Italian team! We need this kind of dribbling genius who can't see the position of his teammates."

......

The center circle of the game reopens.

Leverkusen didn't dare to play a low-position defense.

They began to press forward.

But they simply couldn't break through the midfield barrier formed by Modric and Casemiro.

Lee Kang was struggling alone.

All his teammates were completely defeated by their counterparts.

No matter how he connects the organization, runs and responds, he cannot steadily maintain possession of the ball.

He tried hard to gesture, directing his teammates' running and passing.

55th minute of the game.

Possession changed hands twice in a row.

Kroos made a long pass to break through Leverkusen's backcourt.

"Here it comes again!"

"Leno will be the most tired athlete tonight!"

Isco gets rid of Kramer and stops the ball handsomely!

But this time, he failed to get rid of Van Dijk head-on!

Bang!

The soccer ball rolled softly on the turf!

Çalhanoğlu snatched it in front of Benzema.

Sent a long pass!

Leverkusen's midfield core had already seen Lee Kang waving in the frontcourt!

"Hey?"

"This is Çalhanoğlu's role, releasing part of Lee Kang's tasks!"

"As long as he can find a chance for a long pass, he can make the push!"

"This is to find the wing... Son Heung-min!"

.....

Real Madrid half, thirty-meter zone.

The soccer ball found Son Heung-min!

Marcelo immediately rushed to grab it.

His defense is very weak.

"Three Marcelos can't defend one Marcelo."

"Son Heung-min has passed it!"

"Didn't cut inside according to personal habits!"

"Go on the outside! Help the teammates in the middle to pull out space!"

"Come to the vicinity of the baseline... cross with your foot!"

....

Son Heung-min has a strong sense of observation.

His high-altitude cross is intended to find Lee Kang!

Inside Real Madrid's penalty area.

Lee Kang, Kießling, and Bellarabi sprint at high speed!

Varane, Ramos, Modric, Carvajal, and Casemiro are ready!

Three against five!

The soccer ball rotates violently and falls straight into the penalty area!

Kießling took the lead in jumping, but was crushed by Varane and Ramos, who had stronger jumping ability!

The soccer ball brushed past the hair of the Real Madrid center back!

"Back point!"

"There is no chance at the back point either!"

There is really no chance!

Lee Kang is surrounded!

Old man Toppmöller looked distressed.

Zidane's expression was calm.

When everyone thought Leverkusen's attack would end without success.

The Bernabéu.

The legendary moment was born again.

The moment the soccer ball fell.

Lee Kang faced away from the goal.

Stomped hard on the turf with both feet.

Jumped high.

His posture is stretched.

In his vision, the golden phantom of number 11 at the Bernabéu appeared again!

Great Sage Bicycle Kick! (referring to a spectacular overhead kick)

Modric and Carvajal looked dumbfounded.

They are not good at jumping and aerial defense.

They can only watch the black-haired figure in mid-air, like a roc spreading its wings, covering all the light in their vision.

It was as if the lights of the Bernabéu only shone on Leverkusen number 10.

Navas was stunned.

Bale on the bench was dumbfounded again.