This historical period saw Toby at the absolute T0 level in Europe.

Many years ago, Van Gaal predicted that this kid would become a top player in the future.

Last season, he had conflicts with Tottenham over contract issues and was constantly benched.

Levy is notoriously stingy, a real iron rooster.

But he would actually send Toby small gifts like famous watches!

Samara Arena.

Tens of thousands of spectators nervously watched the edge of Belgium's penalty area.

Immediately afterward.

Cheers like a tide drowned the green field.

Li Kang faced the double-team of Toby and Witsel.

Right foot stepped.

Left foot dialed the ball inward.

Pa!

At the instant Witsel extended his foot.

Li Kang pushed the ball again with the outside of his left foot, just avoiding the steal from the Belgian midfielder behind him, and also causing Toby's defensive prediction to be mistaken.

The football slipped through the Tottenham defender's legs.

Toby and Witsel were dumbfounded: What the hell is this ball sense, step frequency, and control radius?

"Unstoppable!"

"A nutmeg in a narrow space!"

"Man and ball, meeting in the Belgian penalty area!"

"Too cool!"

"Look at this chance for Li Kang!"

"Left-footed shot!"

Bang!

Accompanied by a resounding explosion.

The football transformed into a black shadow, carrying a fierce and domineering force, and bombarded the Belgian goal!

Courtois simply didn't have time for any 'thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river' thoughts.

Faced with such a close-range super cannon.

He didn't freeze.

He jumped up and accurately pounced towards the football!

He didn't pounce on anything.

The football lifted the net behind him.

1:0!!!

Samara Arena immediately boiled.

Cheers, applause, and shouts of praise were endless.

"Beautiful!"

"Goal!"

"Li Kang took on two in the middle and unleashed a point-blank cannon shot!"

"A perfect embodiment of organization and finishing!"

"20-year-old Li Kang has already scored his seventh goal in this year's World Cup in Russia!"

Live broadcast room.

Barrage flying.

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[Extreme explosion point!]

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[Li Kang's dribbling and shooting posture are too handsome!]

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[Command + breakthrough.]

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[Connecting the backfield, controlling the rhythm, transferring the ball, creating space, teasing the defense, feigning attacks on the flanks, receiving the ball with a late insertion, single-handedly breaking through the defense with a machine gun, and a point-blank cannon! This is the number nine and a half ball king!]

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[Diego Costa and Morata's screening were also beautiful, and so were Carvajal and Saul's flank coordination, and Thiago's support work was also great. Nine protecting one!]

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[They scored just like that?]

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[Oh my gosh! How is Spain leading? Belgium, show some spirit!]

Li Kang, surrounded by his teammates, came to the corner flag area to cheer and celebrate together.

Media reporters adjusted their cameras one after another.

Tourists in the stands raised their mobile phones one after another.

For a time.

The dense flashes and shutter sounds formed a unique scenery in Samara Arena.

On the other side.

Belgium exposed signs of "infighting."

Courtois roared angrily, greeting his teammates on the defense with curses.

This wasn't the first time he had done this.

Not to mention scolding teammates.

In the 2016 European Cup, he even dared to hit the coach.

Toby couldn't stand this and 'retorted' to Courtois in Dutch.

Kompany quickly pulled the two apart.

Why Dutch?

Because there is no real Belgian language on Earth.

De Bruyne, Vertonghen, and Toby are Flemings, and the Flemish they speak is a dialect of Dutch.

Hazard, Witsel, Carrasco, and Meunier are Walloons, and they speak French.

Courtois is of mixed Walloon and Flemish descent.

Lukaku is different. This black fatty is proficient in multiple languages.

Faced with this situation, the coach, Martinez, came up with a perfect solution: You are almost all from the Premier League, so let's unify the communication in the locker room to English!

This "golden generation" has extremely luxurious strength on paper, but its overall coordinated combat effectiveness is not high.

On the sidelines.

Minano waved his fist.

"Belgium doesn't have any tactics at all!"

"Their overall defensive line adjusts too slowly, and powerful individuals cannot form effective connections!"

Bosque applauded vigorously.

"Well, it's not complicated at all."

"Tell Pique not to insert forward at will, and don't squeeze Li's space in the middle!"

"Diego Costa, do a good job of screening for Li!"

On the other side.

Martinez looked bitter.

He still has strength, especially in on-the-spot adjustments.

But tactical philosophy is difficult to implement among these Flemings and Walloons.

The autonomous offensive end is okay. De Bruyne and Hazard, two big cores, are in charge. Relying on their ability to read the defense, they can exert creativity beyond the planned content.

But there are problems on the defensive end.

Otherwise, they wouldn't have been scored three goals by the Little Ones.

It's okay.

Spain's defense also has many problems.

Thinking of this.

Martinez quickly adjusted his emotions and continued to gesticulate on the sidelines.

"The game resumes."

"Lukaku kicks off and passes back to the backfield."

"The game is still full of suspense."

"We must believe in Belgium's ability to reverse the situation, what a smooth way to advance."

"Even if they are three goals behind..."

"Oops, the ball is lost."

This time, Chadli's high-speed dribbling on the wing failed to get past Thiago and Koke.

After Koke intercepted the ball, he passed it to Li Kang immediately.

Immediately afterward.

Spain played an extremely smooth passing and running play.

Azpilicueta, Morata, Diego Costa, and Li Kang, four Chelsea players, formed a rectangular offensive group and swept the Belgian half!

The four stands once again erupted in warm applause.

They just love to watch this kind of highly ornamental offensive spectacle!

"Carvajal and Saul are making high-speed forward insertions on the other side!"

"Spain is now widening the attack!"

"Fan-shaped."

"Li Kang receives the ball and attacks the left side!"

"Chadli can't get back. Toby, Kompany, and Vertonghen have switched to a three-center-back formation."

"Oops!"

"Li Kang can't break through Toby and Kompany's closeout!"

"Wow!"

"They deliberately shortened the distance between the two!"

"This time there is no strong breakthrough."

"They didn't solve the problem through personal ability!"

"Beautiful ground arc!"

"Perfect passing timing!"

"Morata and Diego Costa two-on-one, Vertonghen, can you handle it?"

Li Kang's pass was like a meteor piercing the green field.

The Belgian defense was once again on the verge of collapse.

Courtois quickly adjusted his defensive positioning, cursing his teammates a hundred times in his heart.

Difficult.

Really difficult.

Are these defenders pigs? How can they not figure out Li Kang's offensive intentions?

Morata received the ball.

He didn't choose to shoot himself.

Before Vertonghen could block, he passed the ball to Diego Costa, who had run into a better position!

Bang!

Chelsea's beastly striker swung his leg with a small amplitude and unleashed a powerful shot!

His shooting skills are much more reliable!

The football roared towards the goal!

Courtois is still capable.

With a leap.

Pink gloves blocked the opponent's blast!

He and Diego Costa had been teammates at Atletico Madrid and Chelsea, so he was too familiar with the latter's shooting habits.

The football eventually flew out of the baseline.

Courtois roared angrily again at his teammates on the defensive line.

"Thrilling!"

"Belgium was almost scored again!"

"The situation is completely reversed!"

"I originally thought Belgium would have the advantage on the field."

"I didn't expect Li Kang to initiate two unstoppable attacks in a row."

Li Kang bent down and adjusted his shin guards.

Just now, he and Toby collided, and neither of them was seriously injured.

Now he finally fully understands: Why the mission reward is only a Platinum Treasure Chest when facing the European Red Devils with a value of 800 million euros.

(End of this chapter)