What is a destructive midfielder?

Chapter 471 Maradona’s terrifying first start (daily transition)

The draw ceremony is over.

Player representatives stepped onto the main stage and took photos.

Click.

Cristiano Ronaldo smoothed the hem of his suit, looked at Li Kang beside him, and said in a serious tone: "See you in the World Championships."

Then he returned to his normal height and strolled off the stage.

Seeing this scene, Pjanic couldn't help but tiptoe.

The annual legendary showdown is happening again.

Li Kang thought for a while.

Although the intensity of last year's World Championship was low, various legendary modules were about to come out, which almost left the body empty.

UEFA, Garden Dinner.

Lake Geneva.

The surface of the lake under the night is like a painting, on which the moon and stars are quietly woven.

The evening wind blew past, causing sparkling ripples.

Like a gentle and lively little girl.

little girl?
There is no little girl around Li Kang.

There is only one big bald head.

Zidane was pulling him to chat about the details of cooperation in the World Championships.

The French legend unfolded a scrap of paper, his tone full of anticipation.

"You still play left half."

"Give me the internal rotation arc. No matter how strong you are, it won't matter. I can remove it."

"I can see you, no matter how you run, I can see you."

"We don't need to shorten the distance to coordinate and support each other."

"Yes, I will pass these two people, pass the ball to you, and you will pass the remaining people."

Li Kang nodded seriously.

Tuchel, Pjanic and others were confused when they heard this: they almost thought the two generations of legendary midfielders were discussing the game.

That night.

FIFA's official website has updated the news about European Legends VS South American Legends.

The final cover is out.

Li Kang VS Messi.

Behind the two stood countless black shadows that made the fans look alike.

The number of comments, likes and retweets skyrocketed.
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[The European team is led by Beckenbauer this year, and the South American team is led by Maradona this year. 】
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[Is it necessary to say the result?Pei Huang led half of the German team to win the World Cup, and his coaching level is just like that of Marquez.]
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[Maradona has leadership qualities! 】
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[It’s hard to say this game. Last year, the European team had Li Mingdeng, and they only won by one goal. 】
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[The attention is so high, the competition will definitely be a big success, so more and more donations will be raised. 】

Three days later.

Wembley Stadium.

Fans from all over the world hold high the memories of their youth.

The DJ shouted out familiar names one after another, and what responded to him was cheers like landslides and tsunami.

European bench.

Li Kang is wearing a jacket with a charity logo printed on it.

Beckenbauer didn't seem to care about the content of the game. He sat in the coaching bench and chatted with the juniors.

"Lee, if the rules about goalkeepers not receiving passes are changed, you will look exactly like I did when I was young."

Assistant coach Van Gaal nodded in agreement: "Yes, yes!"

Regarding the creation of football stories, if you want to describe the protagonist as a "Beckenbauer-style" free man, you must consider the times and rules.

In 1992, FIFA revised the rules for goalkeepers to return passes, which not only affected the goalkeeper position, but also affected other positions and the overall formation structure like dominoes, causing a series of chain reactions.

A "Berkenbauer-style" free agent after 1992?all fake.

Superman, who wears underwear outside, cannot fight against the rules.

Make your own goalkeeper mad.

Either the opponent will take free kicks in the "restricted area" infinitely.

Or the opponent can easily crush the last line of defense.

Of course, if Beckenbauer had been born in this era, he might have created a new school. After all, he was the football emperor who ostracized his own head coach and used God's perspective to deconstruct and analyze the weaknesses of "Total Attack, Total Defense" in the World Cup finals.

the other side.

Maradona showed his belly, danced and loudly encouraged his juniors.

"Pass the ball to Messi and Ronaldinho more!"

"Don't squeeze Kaka's space."

"Damn, it makes my feet itch."

After a while.

The starting players followed the referee team into the stadium step by step.

Wembley Stadium is boiling again.

The fans shouted hoarsely for their idols and for their lost youth.

"ESPN! ESPN! Good evening viewers."

"Welcome to the 2018 FIFA World Legends Charity Match [-]."

"This is not a friendly match."

"The top stars compete on the same stage, a passionate visual feast!"

Due to the complete success of the first wonderful duel, FIFA is determined to make this event a high-quality charity brand. Except for physical confrontation and net playing time, all other elements strive to be close to mainstream leagues.

"Let's introduce you to the starting lineups of both sides."

"The formation of the European legends is 4-3-3!"

"Goalkeeper: Neuer."

"Defenders: Maldini, Nesta, Cannavaro, Lahm."

"Midfield: Xavi, Pirlo, Zidane."

"Forwards: Ronaldo, Van Persie, Rooney."

"There are also fourteen stars including Inzaghi, Figo, Klose, Li Kang, Kahn, Shevchenko, etc. sitting on the bench."

ESPN Live Room.
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[What the hell is this front line?Will there be a fight? 】
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[The midfield was not strong enough and was overwhelmed by the South American magic group every minute. 】
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[Neuer’s style is completely inconsistent with this line of defense. 】
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[I played the European team, can I still withdraw from Happy Bean now? 】
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【Beihuang must be letting off steam!It’s just a legendary match anyway. 】

"The formation of the South American legend is 4-3-3!"

"Goalkeeper: Alisson."

"Defenders: Cafu, Thiago Silva, Mina, Carlos."

"Midfield: Kaká, Mascherano, Ronaldinho."

"Forwards: Messi, Suarez, Neymar."

The barrage exploded.
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【What the hell?South American Trident MSN reunites! 】
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[Lao Ma is impartial and selfless, and has used a large number of Brazilians. 】
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[The key point is: behind MSN are Kaka and Ronaldinho, both of them are also very strong in passing and making the ball, combined with the double cards inserted on the wings]
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[Let me be the head coach of the South American team, and I can win! 】

Li Kang sat on the bench, and Beckenbauer's muttering became quieter and quieter.

A mechanical and cold electronic synthesized sound sounded in my mind.

[Ding, mission trigger: Miracle at Wembley. 】

[Task Introduction: This is an extremely difficult legendary match.] [Task Reward: World Legend·Bronze Treasure Chest. 】

beep!
Accompanied by the referee's whistle.

The game officially begins.

Suarez kicks it back to Mascherano.

A little uncomfortable.

When the two played for Barcelona at the same time, Colt was forced by Enrique to the central defender position.

The European team's midfielder and frontcourt quickly launched high pressure and had to quickly turn back to defend before taking a few steps.

"It cannot be oppressed."

"You still have to press, you can't defend yourself."

"Carlos, wow, you can still charge up! Your physical fitness is so strong."

The short, stocky and strong figure did not rush far.

He decisively gave the ball to Ronaldinho.

Snapped.

The football left the Samba Elf's right foot.

A graceful trajectory was outlined in mid-air.

40-meter area in half court.

Kaka unloads the ball coolly.

The sprint route has already been planned in my mind.

Pedal on the turf.

Fast as the wind.

"Silver saddle illuminates white horse!"

"Sada."

The narrator hasn't finished reading yet.

Kaka has already completed the optimal solution.

Pirlo and Xavi had no time to complete the defensive double-team. The football had turned into a sharp blade, piercing the European team's midfield barrier.

"Kaka's through ball!"

"Neuer's stance was very forward and the timing of his attack squeezed Cannavaro's lateral movement."

"It's not suitable."

"Suarez!"

Nesta made up the defense in time.

Suarez, who was running in an arc, stopped sideways at the top of the arc in the penalty area.

The football hit the outside of his instep.

Leap lightly to the right side of the penalty area.

Messi got past Lahm, unloaded the ball, increased speed, and entered the penalty area.

"Have it!"

"Neuer's return is very fast, seal the near corner first"

"Back point. Neymar!"

"wrong!"

"Messi is going to pass the ball to Ronaldinho!"

"Inverted triangle!"

The ponytail with a bright smile swung his legs in place on the right side near the top of the arc in the penalty area.

Snapped!
The football kicked up a few pieces of grass and spun violently in the mid-air of the European team's penalty area.

Weird arc.

Like the claws of the devil.

Neuer tried his best and jumped towards the far post.

Still failed to prevent the goal from being born.

0:1! ! !

"Pretty!"

"The ball is in!"

"Ronaldinho's curling shot!"

"Assist from Messi!"

"This pair of red and blue heritages are connected again after many years!"

"Nesta is still old and he didn't have time to complete the block."

Wembley Stadium.

Applause roared.

Ronaldinho turned his back to Messi, turned his head and raised his hand, signaling Messi to jump up.

Messi hesitated.

Ronaldinho smiles brightly: The little brother of the past has finally grown up
He was just about to straighten his back when a gentle weight suddenly hit his back.

"Ronaldinho!!!"

"Messi!!!"

After all, it is a legendary match.

The European defense was not too discouraged.

Nesta and Maldini still gave the German goalkeeper a thumbs up.

Cannavaro and Neuer communicated amicably about the issue of "congested defensive space"
Neuer looked at the bench with sad eyes: MSN was offered on the opposite side, why not let me enjoy the warmth of De Gea, Buffon, Cech and Leno?

Zidane is also encouraging everyone.

As for the striker trident.
Ronaldo didn't speak, his eyes became more determined.

Lu Xiaopang shook his big belly, looked at Van Persie expectantly, and said: "If I score a goal later, you can carry me too!"

The Dutch Shen Feng looked disgusted: "I can't fucking carry you."

Studio.

The barrage is like a waterfall.
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[Ronaldo is carrying Messi on his back, a classic painting. 】
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[Nesta and Maldini's awareness is in place, but their explosive speed can't keep up. 】
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[Kaka's deadly pass is very strong and his footwork is superb, but it was overshadowed by his other abilities at his peak. No matter in Milan or Real Madrid, other players often open the situation. 】
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[If you ask me, the European team is still not strong enough in the midfield. It was penetrated at once, allowing the defender to directly face the South American attacker. This is also the reason why Neuer and Cannavaro interfered with each other. 】
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[Legend Match, don’t be anxious. Make changes every minute to get the score back. 】
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[You are wrong, there are only three substitutions in this legendary match, and everything is in line with the standards of mainstream leagues. 】

sidelines.

Maradona raised his fists excitedly and then danced towards Beckenbauer.

He is such a character.

Even if it’s a legendary match, I like to win and don’t want to lose.

The other side.

Beckenbauer raised his gold-rimmed glasses, smiled and clapped.

Van Gaal's face turned red, as if he was leading the team in the Champions League final, and he clenched his chubby fists: "No, if we continue like this, we may be bloodbathed by the South American team. The competition is very difficult!"

(End of this chapter)