What is a destructive midfielder?

Chapter 157: Stamford Bridge Falls

Hazard's attitude to defend was very positive.

He kicked the grass with both feet.

He stepped on the wind and fire wheels.

He rushed to Leverkusen's No. 10 without hesitation.

Even if it was a foul!

He had to stop him from passing the ball!

The big butt was still a step late.

Thirty-meter area.

Li Kang raised his left foot.

Chelsea's defense line was facing a great enemy.

They couldn't help but recall the devilish arc at the BayArena.

The distance between all defensive players in the penalty area was shortened again.

Courtois stepped back to the goal line in small steps.

The Blues will not repeat the same mistakes!

Son Heung-min and Brandt separated on both sides and entered the penalty area!

Bang!

It was not the expected high-altitude arc!

In Li Kang's vision, the red and black souls were burning!

Milan No. 10!

Rui Costa!

Stamford Bridge under the night sky seemed to flash a dazzling silver light.

That extremely sharp diagonal pass.

Just like a scalpel.

Deeply penetrated Chelsea's "third line of defense".

"Artwork!"

"Elegant diagonal pass while strolling in the garden!"

"Hidden murderous intent!"

The steel gate formed by Cahill and Terry was like a thin paper soaked in water.

The two could only watch the football rush by.

Close at hand.

Out of reach.

Left side of the small penalty area.

Son Heung-min magically appeared at the end of the ball's trajectory.

Ivanovic blocked it with all his might.

VIP box.

Abramovich opened his mouth in surprise.

Breathing rapidly.

Trembling all over.

Like a refugee who found an oasis in the desert.

"Beautiful!"

"A diagonal pass accurately found the Korean striker!"

"A wonderful pass, so comfortable to stop!"

"Lee Kang helped Son Heung-min create a good opportunity for a one-on-one duel with Ivanovic!"

Brandt restrained Azpilicueta.

Borges and Hilbert rushed to help.

Chelsea's midfielders and forwards quickly returned to defense.

Almost everyone was sprinting towards the penalty area.

The time and space left for Son Heung-min were very limited.

In a small area, could he get past Ivanovic?

No.

Not every top full-back with a knife can defend at the level of Marcelo and Alba.

Ivanovic, both offensive and defensive!

Son Heung-min did not choose to break through.

With a flick of his left foot.

Open up the space with the opponent.

Man and ball, quickly approaching the bottom line of the small penalty area.

Ivanovic was very calm. He did not follow too deep, and he had to guard against the Korean's inverted triangle pass!

Next,

Son Heung-min's move surprised everyone!

Bang!

The football spun violently.

From the bottom line, it made a "C" arc above the small penalty area!

Leaping to the far corner of Chelsea's goal!

Zero-angle shot?

Old man Top covered his chest excitedly.

Dino's paper and pen fell to the grass again.

Hiddink's legs were shaking.

Everyone was staring at the line of the football.

Unable to accept the reality in front of him for a while.

Chelsea was going to fall behind by two goals before the half was over?

Courtois' eyes were full of determination.

Except for Messi, no one could easily break through the gate he guarded!

He jumped deep and stretched his body.

The platinum gloves cut off the graceful arc!

Snap!

The football was blocked and jumped out of the penalty area!

Son Heung-min was confused.

"Wow!"

"Incredible magical save!"

"Courtois is worthy of being one of the strongest goalkeepers of the new generation!"

"The competition for this landing point is crucial."

"Enough to change the situation of the game!"

Chelsea's midfielders and frontcourt players returned to defense.

Leverkusen pressed forward.

Even Fan Tuitui buried his head in the opponent's penalty area!

The crazy and radical tactical tendency made even the most picky experts confused.

Everyone held their breath and watched the trajectory of the ball.

The most critical landing point competition.

If Chelsea got it, even with a big kick, they could easily penetrate the opponent's backcourt.

If Leverkusen got it, it would set off a stormy second attack.

In the camera.

Two figures appeared at the same time.

No. 10 in white and No. 4 in blue.

Li Kang and Fabregas.

The two talented midfielders who inherited La Masia both have vision and awareness that ordinary people can hardly reach.

Who can compete for the landing point?

No need to ask!

Fabregas is 8 cm shorter than Li Kang!

Li Kang leaned against Fabregas with his back.

Standing in place.

Waiting for the moment when the ball falls.

A light tap on the forehead.

The indescribable force of unloading the ball made the football stop quietly within his control range.

The shadow of Real Madrid's No. 8 suddenly appeared in the field of vision.

Kroos.

Mikel's defense came too late.

He couldn't stop Li Kang from charging!

Chelsea's defense was in chaos at this time.

They could no longer organize the desperate Mourinho bus.

Li Kang brought the ball to the right side of the front of the penalty area.

A long pass with a small swing of the leg.

Terry, who was approaching, couldn't guess his intention at all.

Bang!

The football took off from the ground.

The flight direction, spin, height, and speed were impeccable.

Cahill couldn't help but think of a military word: guidance law!

Precision guidance!

"Fantastic!"

"A highly concealed long pass!"

"A weighted pass like a cruise missile!"

"This is how he reviews Chelsea's defence!"

Courtois adjusted his position with small steps.

His eyes were firm.

Same question.

I can do no wrong!

At Stamford Bridge, the noise subsided.

It seems like there’s only one left in the world

Van Dijk and Cahill took off at the same time.

The football suddenly plummeted.

It passed over their chests.

The Dutch central defender looked confused: This ball was not passed to me?

finally.

The football landed on one lucky guy's head!

Then it bounced towards the lower right corner of the Chelsea goal!

Courtois, who was full of confidence, had his pupils narrowed.

The direction of the shot was exactly the opposite direction that was difficult for him to reach!

Chelsea's door was finally blasted open this time without any suspense!

0:2! ! !

Jonathan Towers looked confused.

He touched his little braised egg and looked at the dust in his palm before he dared to confirm that he had scored the goal.

Then he smiled like a child weighing two hundred pounds and jumped towards Li Kang.

"Stamford Bridge has fallen!"

"The goal went in!"

"The black central defender stood there, motionless as a mountain, calmly heading the head!"

"Leverkusen's aggressive offensive is bearing fruit again!"

"The first half is not over yet. Chelsea, sitting at Stamford Bridge, are two goals behind!"

“Even after drinking the strongest wine, I wouldn’t dare to make such a fantasy prediction!”

"The initiator of everything was Leverkusen's No. 10 player Li Kang, who scored two precious away goals!"

"A long and amazing biography!"

"Terrifying hit rate!"

“Broad view!”

"He is the most perfect midfielder among the young generation in European football!"

"Li Kang assisted with a long pass, and Yonatan Tower fired an angry header from the spot! Leverkusen expanded their lead!"

Studio.

The barrage is like a blizzard.

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【dig! Li Mingdeng is awesome, with ridiculously accurate passing, and humanoid guided weapons! 】

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[Don’t just stare at the ball, pay attention to the replays. Li Kang’s passing timing, position, and calf swing are too hidden, making it difficult for Terry to guard against him! 】

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[Jonatan Tower is very good. Although his defense is poor, he can stay still and hit this header, which shows that he is calm and has good judgment! 】

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[Did the whole Chelsea team drink? Why is the state like sleepwalking? Help, all my Happy Beans are smashed in. 】

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[No way, there are still people who don’t believe in Li Mingdeng? 】

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[Don't panic, it was Hiddink who was messing around. In the second half, he was replaced by Diego Costa and Oscar, and the score was equalized in minutes! Don’t underestimate the Iron-Blooded Blues! 】

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[Even if the score is equalized, Leverkusen will advance. Leonardo DiCaprio was so good and scored two away goals! 】

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[It is difficult to equalize. Li Kang destroyed Chelsea's defensive system and put the "Bus" into a paralysis situation with two fatal threats. Let's wait for the analysis after the game. 】

Courtside.

Dino couldn't believe the facts in front of him, and thought about the attack process carefully: "Boss, you are right, we can't defend, we must focus on the offensive end, surrounding Li."

Old Man Top was celebrating when he suddenly saw a few figures emerging from the Chelsea bench.

Diego Costa.

Oscar.

Matic.

Are these three guys going to warm up?

The Leverkusen coach's dancing celebration suddenly stopped, his expression solemn.

The other side.

Hiddink's eyes were dull.

Two goals behind?

I just made a slight change to Mourinho's tactical framework and I'm two goals behind?

VIP box.

Abu looked complicated and asked: "Do you think I should be angry now? Or should I be happy?"

The staff were confused.

How can one answer this question?

It must be anger.

After Leverkusen's No. 10 plays this game, his value will definitely continue to skyrocket.

It’s hard to say whether you would like to come to Chelsea or not!

The oldest assistant quickly changed the subject, handed over a report, and said respectfully: "Boss, this is the candidate for the head coach next season."

Abu took a quick look, frowned and said, "Why didn't you write down the constellation?"

In the huge Stamford Bridge, only a small group of Leverkusen fans could be heard cheering.

"Lee!!!"

“Leverkusen allez!!!”

The black central defender, who was nearly two meters tall, buried the little braised egg deeply into Li Kang's arms.

Brandt and Havertz wanted to pull "Black and Hard" away in disgust.

Son Heung-min looked apologetic.

Leno also ran from his own goal to Chelsea's corner flag area.

After a while.

All teammates hugged each other tightly.

No pride.

No mania.

They felt the despair of the first round.

They cherish the hard-won goals.

Reaching the semi-finals of the Champions League is no longer a dream!

“Leverkusen allez!!!”

Courtois dropped his platinum gloves on the turf in frustration.

He walked outside the bottom line of the goalpost and picked up a pair of green gloves.

Cahill and Terry showed no negative emotions.

While running back to position.

The two covered their mouths and whispered about the next defensive work.

I’ve seen arc heavy artillery, devil’s arc, super-instrument, and precision guidance all before!

I don’t believe that Leverkusen’s No. 10 has other means to break through Chelsea’s iron wall!

Fabregas picked up the football from the net and kicked it to Mikel.

"We saw the fourth official holding up the LED substitution sign on the sidelines!"

"Matic is about to play, and he is expected to replace Mikel!"

"What? Replace No. 4?"

"Replace Cesc Fabregas?"

Studio.

Duan Xuan and He Wei looked at each other.

There was an inexplicable joy in my heart.

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