Chapter 1 The Allianz Arena

A few days later, the Champions League semi-final came to Germany, Munich.

Under the night, the Allianz Arena was like a dazzling spaceship, or a huge gem. Outside the stadium, the five-meter-high "Berni Bear" warmly welcomed the vast crowd of tourists. Red-clad Bayern fans sang and drank beer. Red banners, red team flags, red jerseys... In German culture, red represents passion, joy, and vitality.

Pre-match press conference.

Völler nudged Teacher Berrenta with his elbow.

The problem came. Teacher Berrenta looked surprised, raised his fat hand, and adjusted his glasses: "Chelsea is crazy! Li made very few choices during the retreat! Did not transfer in time, did not distribute the ball in time, did not decisively cut inside to shoot, avoiding all the optimal solutions! But damn it, he retreated the ball!"

On the other side.

Slowing down, Il and Azpilicueta completed a complex wall-pass, breaking through Bayern's local encirclement. His sight bypassed the stepped seats, looking at the huge Bayern team emblem on the opposite wall: the laurel representing victory, the Bavarian state flag, blue and white, fearless.

"Speed up, quick change of direction!"

Heynckes was dumbfounded: I can't solve this problem either! Who would waste Il in the position of full-back? "The offensive rhythm is slow... and it produces a wonderful effect."

Starlight flags slowly sprinkled across the field. On the other side, "The shot is a through ball!"

The Eye of Truth erupted.

The referee team and players from both sides gathered together. "Bayern Munich versus Chelsea at home."

No hand-to-hand combat.

-【What the hell? I rushed to the edge of the penalty area on the spot... and suddenly cut inside again.

The system prompt also sounded quietly at this moment. -[Don't panic, Heynckes can't solve this problem either!] All the cameras in all positions shook slightly amid the mighty momentum.

"Forward: Lewandowski."

He couldn't help but reveal a surprised expression. 0:1 Chelsea striker faced Neuer at close range. "Goalkeeper: Buffon.

Diego Costa!

"Too much dribbling!"

-【Pay attention, Bayern's other side is empty. Morata didn't cut inside... going outside is to detonate the mismatch and attack Bayern's weak side! This is the most stable way!] The fourth official placed the ball at his feet. "Goalkeeper: Neuer."

"Midfield: Drinkwater, Bakayoko, Kanté, Shi Zhen."

"Ctv5! Ctv5! Good evening, viewers."

In the second leg, Chelsea never probes!

【Shut up! Don't continue! It's dirty there!

Buffon and Neuer high-fived and hugged, the two had contributed many epic moments on the green field. "Ma Shi Zhenbin is also on top, Azpilicueta is frantically retreating to cover!" The game officially ended. "Wow!"

The football returned to his feet again.

"With a valuable away goal in hand, the Bundesliga giants are still full of threat at home."

"Bayern's high press has very distinct characteristics. The timeline seems to be a beat slower, and the running position can always intercept Chelsea's next receiver in advance."

Il rushed past the center circle, slowed down, and unloaded the football. Once the starting lineup was announced... "Accelerated!"

Heynckes said slowly: "I don't want this to be the last Champions League match of my coaching career."

"In the first leg at Stamford Bridge, Chelsea took a 2-1 lead thanks to Il's brace."

-【Low-profile Bale!】 He didn't think too much. "Instantly adjust the body's inclination."

"Right leg lunge start."

"Il takes a shoulder drop and step."

Staff led a sick child to the center circle. Tuchel and Dino excitedly bent down and clenched their fists.

He still tried to follow Il's horizontal dribbling rhythm, trying to maintain his center of gravity and adjust his defensive stance. The ball returned to David Luiz's feet. "Cut inside!"

Heynckes frowned. "Chelsea is playing a 4-4-2 formation!"

Chelsea players were not idle either. The coaching staff no longer confined themselves to how to crack Heynckes' Bayern. The coin toss began.

Whoosh!

Instead, they wanted to deploy a strange formation that Heynckes' Bayern could not crack.

【Bayern's formation is very stable. The initial state is a single attacking midfielder, but in fact, whether Alaba or Kimmich move inside, or Azpilicueta retreats, they can flexibly form a midfield barrier.】 "Il, after completing the breakthrough, passed the ball to Azpilicueta, who was cutting in from the side!"

The inside of his left foot flicked the ball outward. "Center-back: Neuer, Müller, Shi Zhenbin, Robben." Alaba enthusiastically patted Li Kang's shoulder and squeezed out a sentence in Chinese: "Li, jiayou!" (Li, add oil/good luck!)

Shi Zhenbin still didn't make a move. Ma Li's Ming Deng (Ma Li's beacon) was about to arrive: Slow down! The main idea of Heynckes' Bayern's interception: decelerate Chelsea players who are pushing forward with the ball. "Push the ball with the outside of the left foot."

Il took another step with his left foot, and his center of gravity shifted sharply to the right.

【Eating two top-tier intercepting midfielders alive!】 In this game... as long as it's 1-0, Bayern Munich can eliminate Chelsea with the advantage of away goals.

-【Blow up one side of Bayern!】 "This game will be very difficult."

"Defender: Marcos Rüdiger, David Luiz, Azpilicueta." After Shi Zhen was "counter-overlapped", he quickly passed the ball to Azpilicueta, who didn't hold onto the ball. Leverkusen. "Keep dribbling horizontally, he's going to dribble from the left to the right!"

The left corner of Bayern's penalty area. "Our players will go all out!"

Alaba tried hard to observe Il's footsteps. "Shi Zhen played out the Blues' deterrent power!"

Everyone laughed. "Chelsea's offensive rhythm is a bit slow..."

Instead, he lowered his center of gravity and began a local offensive and defensive game. Azpilicueta still didn't make a move. Ma Li's Ming Deng (Ma Li's beacon) provided timely assistance, inside and outside. Then, a burst of exclamations erupted from the Allianz Arena!

【Task description: This is the most difficult battle in his career! The ultimate battle! An epic duel that demonstrates courage! The ultimate game of tactics!】 Not a simple simultaneous jump as a distributor.

"Defender: Alaba, Hummels, Boateng, Kimmich." "Didn't you say that this game would be very close?"

He directly launched a long pass to find Il, who was cutting in on the wing!

"Good luck!"

Völler nodded: "Someone has done that too, Cruyff, it takes a lot of courage."

【Ding, task triggered: The final peak showdown.】 Chelsea's ball possession, Il's right foot tapped the ball, stepped, and tapped again. "Dribble through all the way!"

Not this time.

Azpilicueta, who was frantically retreating to cover, tried to block Il's path in advance after a diagonal run. -【Smokescreen, as soon as the game starts, Morata's position will definitely rotate...】 The barrage exploded. 【It's a pity that the commentator is not Zhan Jun, otherwise he would definitely be able to shout out the names of every legendary star and talk about things by the way.】 Diego Costa and Vidal were in the "double ghost knocking on the door" starting state. Alaba lost his balance in the process of moving across to block... watching helplessly as the football left Shi Zhen's right foot. An extremely concise touch of the ball stirred up the Bayern side, turning the world upside down!

"Will this game have such an ending? Who can step on the top of Europe? Let us wait and see." 【Task reward: Becken Li Kang "Football Emperor" module (Epic)!

"Buckle ball to stop suddenly."

Il smiled and nodded seriously. 【So cool.】 Before this link started, the players dispersed on the green field. The position couldn't keep up!

The center of gravity shifted to the left.

"Good luck!"

The commentator Gao Tou glanced at the starting lineup. "Next, I will introduce the starting lineups of both sides. "Advancement is still full of suspense."

Tuchel moved the Paulaner beer and Coca-Cola on the table.

Pa!

"Wow! Becken Li Kang, surrounded by a group of legendary German stars!"

"Rushed over and went outside? Wow! The explosiveness is too terrifying!"

The barrage flew.

Instead, he crossed his steps to adjust his position, trying his best to disturb Hummels and Boateng's judgment. Alaba was not deceived by Shi Zhen's outer path, moved inward horizontally, and stood ready. -【Tuchel is trolling and throwing the game! Hopeless.】 "Chelsea's ground passing is a bit risky, they haven't been forced to pass backwards..."

"Single attacking midfielder: Ma Shi Zhenbin."

The sick child gently kicked the ball towards the referee team, softly and weakly. Tuchel put his hands in his pockets, his eyes resolute.

Dribbling horizontally.

According to past habits, Il did not use the Emperor's Vision. In this game, facing the Bundesliga giants with the strongest ability to break defenses, Chelsea could not defend to the death!

Neuer and Müller quickly surrounded him. -【Drinkwater can play right back? It seems he really can. Il has slowed down... but I still can't do anything about it!

-【Not a diamond 4-4-2! It's a parallel 4-4-2! Apz and Morata have been switched to the left wing?】 Accompanied by the referee's whistle, "Change direction!"

On the sidelines.

From the moment he stepped into the Allianz Arena to prepare for the warm-up, Becken Li Kang's golden phantom appeared in the Emperor's Vision, collapsing the "Tactical Palace".

"Bayern is playing a 4-1-4-1 formation!"

"Wow!"

The little brain kept up with the exciting Champions League theme song, floating in the sky above Munich. Miracles happen with great power! He unleashed a powerful close-range heavy cannon!

After a few passes of the football through the player tunnel, when everyone came back to their senses, Bayern's net had already been pierced!

What about Vidal? That guy blocked the space for Hummels to cover. Shi Zhenbin took a shot with his weak foot and passed it back to David Luiz. -【What's the use of your Bayern being stable? Last time, others eliminated you with two goals!】 -【What the hell? I used the private money I saved for a year to bet on Chelsea to advance!】 He may attract the left-wing defense, and at the moment of breaking free, he will transfer the offensive direction to the weak side. "Now we are broadcasting the second leg of the 2017/18 Champions League semi-final."

"Forward: Vidal, Diego Costa."

The live broadcast risked losing possession of the ball and being blown up by the opponent's counterattack in order to seize the opening!

At the same time, "The camera shows the stands."

The players on both sides quickly flew across the green field.

The center of gravity couldn't keep up. A tall, handsome, and unrestrained figure appeared in the area to the right of Bayern's penalty area, seventeen yards away. A giant tifo was placed in the Allianz Arena!

【Stupid commentator, you have to pull so many sentences when you can summarize the action with a "shoulder drop and big step + change of direction!"】 Chelsea's coach's answer was very concise. "Azpilicueta seems a little unaccustomed, because Il is active in the left half of the field." The referee team followed the players out of the tunnel. Reporters asked questions enthusiastically.

The German goalkeeper recovered from his injury, looking radiant.

"Beautiful."

The Allianz Arena was immediately filled with applause. Rüdiger also pressed forward from the frontcourt!

Pulling the ball with his right foot and then changing direction. "Il is surrounded by people! Covered in sweat!!!"

Bayern attaches great importance to the Chinese market, and the whole team must learn Chinese, play table tennis, and play mahjong, but unfortunately, they were scammed by the Asian agency operations.

Il stopped the ball.

A red big-eared cup pattern and a dim Bayern team emblem were like a lighthouse in a red ocean, blown by the night wind.