Dear Gua
Chapter 90 A Swan Song in the Sky
Gu Ja-cheol fell back to the middle.
Everything was going according to plan.
Ha Dae-sung stuck close to Denis Suárez.
Ki Sung-yueng kept an eye on Li Kang.
Lee Chung-yong followed Deulofeu.
Kim Shin-wook retreated to the penalty area!
Son Heung-min roamed in Spain's high defensive line, waiting for a counterattack!
The South Korean players were very disciplined! They completed all their defensive deployments in a very short time!
"Spain's second-string center backs aren't very tall, so they won't be moving forward! There aren't many finishing points, so if they continue with ground penetration, a midfielder must come out to receive the ball and reorganize the attack!"
"South Korea is well-prepared! They've compressed Spain's space in front of the penalty area."
.....
Bellerín was a little puzzled, easily dribbling the ball to the vicinity of the baseline, looking up at South Korea's penalty area.
Was South Korea's defense really that difficult to break through?
Cross from the baseline!
Morata at the near post, Diego Costa at the far post?
Was there even a choice?
Bang!
The soccer ball spun violently, plummeting into the penalty area.
"The quality of the cross is very high!"
"But South Korea has a numerical advantage at the high points in the penalty area!"
"Let's see this ball!"
Morata squeezed past Kim Shin-wook and jumped first, but headed at air!
This ball wasn't meant for him!
Bellerín aimed to pass to the far post!
Diego Costa was just about to jump, but found Hong Jeong-ho and Kim Young-gwon sandwiching him tightly, preventing him from exerting any force despite his strength!
Jumping and sprinting are two different concepts!
....
At the edge of the field.
Miñano was a little baffled:
Why did Bellerín cross directly from the baseline? He should have combined the sides and middle, penetrating little by little!
Del Bosque's eyes were full of praise:
It's 2015, and Arsenal's style of play is no longer limited to the ground, it's becoming more three-dimensional. Wenger has successfully transformed Bellerín.
Not Spanish at all, very English!
The Spanish coach didn't seem to care about this attacking opportunity, still looking half-asleep.
On the other side.
Stielike was full of confidence!
You only have two high points! Passing high balls is meaningless!
A bunch of little people!
Well... that Chinese guy isn't short! But he can't head the ball!
.....
Relying on his God's perspective.
Li Kang grasped the information about the ball's trajectory.
He turned at the arc of the penalty area, shaking off Ki Sung-yueng, and began to run.
One step.
Two steps.
Three steps.
In his field of vision, a phantom of the orange number 14 jersey suddenly appeared.
Silk-like black smoke frantically wrapped around his feet.
Accompanied by various complex emotions.
Arrogance!
Stubbornness!
Despotism!
Prejudice!
The phantom dissipated the moment he jumped!
...
Diego Costa lowered his head, intending to stomp on Hong Jeong-ho's feet a couple of times. It was too late to head the ball, so he'd try for a penalty kick!
Suddenly!
He saw a shadow on the grass.
Looking up again.
He was stunned.
The twenty thousand South Korean fans didn't have time to exclaim!
The Spanish number 8 jersey danced in the wind!
It was an incredible height!
It seemed that all the spotlights in Incheon Stadium were focused solely on the Chinese midfielder!
Miñano's hand loosened, and the water bottle fell to the ground.
Del Bosque suddenly woke up, his eyes full of astonishment.
Stielike breathed rapidly, his face flushed.
.....
Goalkeeper Jung Sung-ryong was petrified: he had never seen such a scene in person!
Not a header!
Distance... not enough distance!
Aish! (expletive)
He wants to use his foot?
.....
In the middle of South Korea's penalty area.
Li Kang stretched out his left foot, his body graceful!
Like a phoenix soaring through the sky!
Bang!
The sound of his foot connecting with the soccer ball.
Left all the South Korean fans' minds blank!
Was he cheating?
This height, this physical flexibility... even soccer games can't reproduce this!
A fighting game?
....
The soccer ball hurtled towards South Korea's goal!
Like an arrow leaving the bowstring.
Drawing a downward trajectory!
Jung Sung-ryong was helpless.
He could only watch helplessly as South Korea's net was gently rippled!
0:1!!!
Incheon Stadium was deathly silent.
His teammates were stunned for a few seconds. Diego Costa was the first to react, pouncing on Li Kang, who had fallen to the ground, like Mount Tai crashing down!
Denis Suárez followed closely behind!
The Spanish players piled on top of each other in front of South Korea's goal!
Even goalkeeper De Gea completed a long-distance run, leaping to the highest point of the pile!
A few seconds later, the pile began to loosen.
Morata only came to his senses at this time: "Wait for me! I haven't gotten up yet!"
Why was scoring in a friendly match more exciting than a European Cup qualifier?
Because this was revenge!
There was nothing more satisfying than breaking the enemy's gate!
.......
"The ball went in!"
"A super, super, super spectacular goal!"
"The flying Spa... Chinese!"
"Terrifying bounce! Unnatural hang time! Rare physical flexibility! A sound from the heavens! Cruyff re... incarnate!"
"17-year-old Li Kang! Unlocked a new pose!"
"Less than 5 minutes into the game! He helped Spain take the lead with an incredible shot!"
"This kind of player is the guarantee of broadcast revenue sharing! In every game, Li Kang can always bring surprises to the fans! How exactly to use him! Will definitely become the number one problem for the club and national team coaching staff!"
espn live broadcast room.
The barrage exploded!
-[Damn! Li Kang is awesome! Not to mention the jumping height! He can also complete the shot! Come on! Beat the Koreans hard for me!]
-[Celestial Leg!]
-[Foshan Shadowless Kick!]
-[Li Kang is so handsome, I want to be kicked by him like that!]
-[The Korean defense system is very targeted! But they never expected... Li Kang to have this move! I'm optimistic about Spain winning the next game by one goal! Without a low-profile version of Messi or Hazard-type explosive players! The Korean team's dense three-dimensional defense line will be difficult to break again!]
-[10:0, just one zero away.]
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At the edge of the field.
Miñano picked up the mineral water and tried to calm down: "Boss, I..."
Del Bosque nodded with satisfaction: "Not bad, you've set up this tactic well! It allows our Spain to break away from the La Masia framework! Morata and Diego Costa attract the opponent's defensive forces, and then Li completes the fatal blow. A simple attacking structure allows the players to use their creativity to generate ever-changing scoring methods!"
"But the core is still Li! We've mastered one of his uses!"
Pa!
The mineral water bottle in the Spanish assistant coach's hand fell on the grass again.
On the other side.
Stielike frantically rubbed his white hair with both hands: "When have you ever seen Li Kang jump in the penalty area? Is there game footage? No, right?"
To use an analogy: when analyzing the Leverkusen and Spanish team's footage, the Korean coaching team defaulted to having Li Kang's spacebar removed...
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Sadness permeated the four stands of Incheon Stadium.
More than twenty thousand South Korean fans couldn't accept the reality before their eyes.
It was okay to be scored on, but not to be scored on in such a shocking way by a fellow Asian.
They began to make chattering noises, venting their dissatisfaction.
Yu-jeong seemed to have lost her soul, staring blankly at the back of the Spanish number 8.