"The match is over."

"Arsenal has demonstrated unparalleled dominance in the Champions League this season."

"Another one-sided massacre!"

"Their matches are never short on goals, an indisputable top-tier attacking line in Europe!"

"Li Kang contributed two assists and one goal, winning the Man of the Match award!"

"The Monaco youngsters don't need to be discouraged... The heart-stirring equalizer didn't lead to an amazing comeback. Football matches are cruel; heaven and hell are often just a thought away. Who can revive a team from the brink of death, and who has the ability to turn the tide..."

Duan Xuan paused, only then realizing this was just a group stage match.

Must restrain himself!

He always felt his "emotional appeals" were lacking a certain something. What about his partner?

It turned out that He the Poet was commentating on Group F: Real Madrid vs. Borussia Dortmund.

...

The young players from Monaco seemed a little listless.

Too cruel.

The two young attackers, Mbappe and Lemar, had hardly any opportunities to touch the ball after Li Kang took control of the midfield.

Even more frustrated was B. Silva. He had tricked Giroud, shaken off Morata, and completely dominated Welbeck... only to be directly blown away by Li Kang twice.

Falcao wanted to comfort his little brothers.

"Don't be discouraged. Back when I faced Xavi, Iniesta, Busquets, and peak Messi..."

He suddenly couldn't go on.

The dominance of Xavi, Iniesta, and Busquets hadn't lasted until now, and peak Messi was gradually transitioning to serve Barcelona's overall strategy.

But Li Kang is only 18 years old this year.

In the next ten years of European football... which young talent will be able to suppress his brilliance?

Sigh.

The person who needed the most comfort at this moment was probably Fabinho. If this guy's mentality collapsed like Senderos against Drogba, his career would be over.

What a pity.

Falcao couldn't help feeling a little sentimental when he thought of this.

He turned his head and found the Brazilian defensive midfielder had already taken off his jersey and happily ran up to Li Kang...

Mbappe hesitated for a long time, then also walked towards Arsenal's number 10, only to have his line of sight suddenly blocked by a figure... it was that kid B. Silva!

...

Post-match press conference.

Wenger praised the Monaco youngsters handsomely.

Then he started talking about his own players.

"Welbeck can understand Li's passing intentions. His appearance was crucial. He contributed a goal and an assist. The coaching staff will consider giving him more opportunities to come off the bench."

"Although Morata didn't score tonight, his movement on the field perfectly complements Li."

"Giroud, Sanchez, and Chamberlain also performed excellently."

"The same goes for the players in the midfield and defense. The blame for conceding goals cannot be entirely placed on Mertesacker. As I said before, Mbappe is a talented striker."

"Li is the key to Arsenal's victory. His passing is like black truffle... the aroma is mesmerizing."

The professor was in a good mood and couldn't stop talking.

He even used metaphors about main courses, side dishes, and red wine.

In comparison,

Jardim's reply was much more concise.

"Monaco may have just experienced a Champions League semi-final... or even a final tonight!"

...

Wenger declined the Monaco royal family's offer to stay overnight, and also refused the invitation to visit the youth training camp the next day.

The international break had begun.

He had to let the players fully enjoy the hard-earned rest time.

The entire Arsenal team returned to London overnight.

The Monaco trip was over.

Li Kang's jersey collection had three new additions.

One was Fabinho's.

One was B. Silva's.

And one was Mbappe's.

According to the usual football etiquette, it was impolite to exchange spare jerseys for match jerseys, but the Monaco youngsters didn't care about that.

...

The Arsenal club bus slowly drove along the streets of London.

The moonlight was like water, gently illuminating the team emblem symbolizing victory.

Welbeck picked up his phone and suddenly screamed, "Li, I've been temporarily called up to the England national team! It's a message from Southgate! He praised me for being excellent!"

With the rise of English strikers like Kane, Vardy, and Sterling, the Black Pearl was no longer in the Three Lions' selection plan.

Maguire quickly took out his phone from his backpack, unlocked the screen, and after a few seconds of stunned silence, exclaimed, "I've been called up too! It's the first time I've been selected for the national team in my life!"

The Arsenal teammates couldn't quite understand the excitement of the two. Arsenal's squad was full of talents, like Sanchez, Cazorla, Cech, Koscielny, and others, who had all made a name for themselves at a young age.

Mertesacker, as the captain, immediately took the lead in applauding and offering his blessings to the two.

There was a bizarre phenomenon in the Premier League this season: the captains of various clubs were always unable to play as starters, but gradually transitioned to part-time internal affairs work... Rooney at Manchester United, Terry at Chelsea, Kompany at Manchester City, O'Shea at Sunderland, Britton at Swansea... and so on.

...

After a long time.

Li Kang and Morata said goodbye, and walked into their own courtyard accompanied by the little assistant.

A system prompt sounded quietly.

[Ding, Task Completed: Butterfly 4-4-2!]

[Task Feedback: Alright, you won again.]

[Congratulations on obtaining: George Weah's Blessing.]

[Task Rewards are being distributed...]

In mid-air, a burly and strong phantom suddenly appeared!

Monaco number 9.

George Weah.

A legendary football star who went from Ctv5 to Ctv1.

A torrent of memories frantically washed over Li Kang's brain.

"Wenger is like my father."

"Baggio is my favorite forward partner."

"Electricity, water, education, and roads..."

[The side effects of Baggio's "Golden Left Foot" module have been greatly reduced.]

[Additionally obtained: Baggio's "Precise Footwork" module (Platinum)!]

[Apennines, the strongest number nine and a half!]

[Special Effect: Permanent passive, scalable module.]

A permanent passive module of the same type as the Golden Left Foot?

George Weah's phantom dissipated with the wind.

A half-yellowed leaf fell on the back of Li Kang's foot.

The system module panel suddenly flashed with white light.

Figo's "Deceptive Feint" module quietly shattered, turning into golden powder...

[Module Upgrading...]

[Congratulations on obtaining: Baggio's "Precise Footwork" module (Dark Gold)!]

What's going on?

Was Figo eaten by Baggio?

Li Kang paused, but he wasn't too disappointed.

The physical burden brought by the Figo module was too great. Without an exceptionally gifted lower limb structure... it would be difficult to maintain for a long time, let alone a randomly triggered module.

This trip to Monaco was truly rewarding.

...

That night.

News related to the Champions League group stage quickly occupied the headlines of major sports media outlets.

《Unstoppable Arsenal, the Lament of the Dark Horse!》

《Invincible Galacticos, the Bumblebee's Wings are Broken!》

《A Stunning Outside-of-the-Foot Shot, a Wonderful Rainbow in the Stade Louis II!》

《A Consummate Outside-of-the-Foot Shot, a Gorgeous Ribbon in the Westfalenstadion!》

《Li Kang with Two Assists and One Goal, Arsenal Crushes Monaco.》

《Modric with Two Assists and One Goal, Real Madrid Defeats Borussia Dortmund.》

The fans were dumbfounded.

The number of likes, reposts, and comments exploded.

-[What's going on? Is the editor being lazy? The headlines are exactly the same!]

-[Li Mingdeng and Modric's synchronized assists and goals... what a coincidence!]

-[Did the two of them plan this?]

-[I wonder what it would be like if Arsenal met Real Madrid this year?]

-[Do you guys know who taught Modric his outside-of-the-foot shot?]

-[Little Li is awesome, 4 goals and 6 assists in the Champions League group stage! Truly terrifying!]

-[I declare that Arsenal's current attacking firepower has reached the same level as Bayern Munich, Cosmic Barca, and the Galacticos!]