Manchester United's heir apparent, but can't play football.

Chapter 138 Hmph, incompetent Barcelona!

Chapter 138 Hmph, incompetent Barcelona!
Site inspection concluded.

The group returned to their hotel together.

Maranda scratched his head: "Who did the boss tell me to guard? Messi or Neymar?"

Schneiderlin smiled bitterly, his mood heavy: "My task is to defend against Messi."

Li Luo comforted him, saying, "This is a good thing. You won't have the chance to face an opponent of Messi's caliber in the Premier League. If you can stop him two or three times, your market value and commercial worth will skyrocket, and you'll be selected for next year's European Championship squad and become a starter again."

The French midfielder's bitterness vanished in an instant, replaced by excitement: "Li is right! But... I feel like something's not quite right?"

The Manchester United players were somewhat apprehensive.

After all, their opponent is the reigning Champions League champions - MSN Barcelona.

At the Gamper training facility, the head coach's office was still lit.

Barcelona's think tank is meticulously analyzing Manchester United's recent match footage frame by frame.

"There's no need to investigate further."

"It's very simple."

"Don't worry about the attack. On the defense, let Rakitic give up some of his transition duties and stick to marking Lee closely; Busquets should move forward to help defend and disrupt Manchester United's passing rhythm."

"Iniesta also has to drop back defensively. He will roam in front of and to the side of Lee to prevent him from breaking through or passing the ball to De Bruyne. Once Lee passes the ball back to Manchester United's deep midfielder, Iniesta will immediately chase after him to prevent Manchester United from having a second chance to switch the ball."

After saying that, Enrique, with a touch of calm confidence, urged everyone to take a break.

The teaching assistants looked at each other, their faces full of hesitation.

They didn't entirely agree with the tactical deployment, but the head coach's "arrogance" always concealed an undeniable confidence. Sometimes, this unquestionable assertiveness could boost the team's morale more than cautious analysis.

Barcelona vs. Manchester United, a dazzling array of stars versus Li Luo – this matchup has already generated immense buzz and viewership.

Champions League match day.

A CTV5 production crew arrived in Barcelona ahead of time to broadcast the entire event live.

The host, Duan Xuan, led the photographer through the streets and alleys.

"Ladies and gentlemen, we can now see the unfinished Sagrada Familia."

“Gaudí began designing the Sagrada Familia in 1883 and devoted all his energy to it during his lifetime. He even moved to live near the construction site. He once said, ‘God is not in a hurry.’ Today, the church is still under construction and is expected to be completed in 2030. It has become the only building in the world that is ‘unfinished but has been selected as a World Heritage Site.’”

"The red and blue team flags that can be seen everywhere, with the awakening of Catalan national consciousness, Barcelona gradually became a symbol of 'resistance against the oppression of foreign culture'. During Franco's dictatorship, the Catalan language was banned, and during Barcelona matches, fans would convey cultural identity through slogans and scarves, and the slogan 'Mes que un club' (more than just a club) was born from this."

"What makes Barcelona unique is its seamless integration of Roman ruins, Gothic architecture, Gaudí's wonders, and modern urban life. Behind every landmark lies a commitment to culture, nature, and spirit."

Duan Xuan was silently memorizing his manuscript when suddenly his eyes lit up.

"Hmm? There's a group of Barcelona fans over there, let's go interview them!"

The evening breeze swept through the alley, carrying with it the laughter of the crowd.

The film crew gave a brief greeting and handed over the microphone.

These fans were fairly enthusiastic, so they probably weren't locals from Catalonia.

"Barcelona will definitely win easily."

"Van Gaal, Wenger, Leverkusen, Villarreal, Bayern Munich, Ajax... it's all so strange, they're always imitating Barcelona's passing and possession style!"

Duan Xuan quickly said, "Cough cough! No, no, no! Barcelona's passing and possession style originated from Ajax!"

He wanted to continue correcting: those teams above play a different style of football than Barcelona.

Barcelona fans didn't care.

"Li has the aura of a superstar, and his playing style is very attractive, but today he has to face a very tough competition. I hope he can adjust his emotions in time after the game."

"The three MSN trio scored 122 goals together last season. Can Manchester United's defense stop them?"

Studio.
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[The ball is round, Li Luo, keep it up! I'm all in on Barcelona!]
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Will Barcelona play a feigned possession game tonight and then launch a counter-attack? I bet they'll push into Manchester United's half and dominate them.
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The weather forecast says it won't rain at Camp Nou tonight, so Manchester United don't have much of a chance!
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[Sigh, there's nothing we can do; Luo Ge's Champions League debut has been fraught with a major challenge.]
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Manchester United and Barcelona have met ten times in the Champions League, and it seems Manchester United has only won once?

The Mediterranean sunset bathed the exterior of Camp Nou in a warm, golden hue, like a piece of butter softened by the sun. The stadium, capable of holding 90,000 people, was awakening from its slumber, as fans clad in red and blue jerseys streamed in from all the passageways.

gradually.

Night falls.

All the lights in Camp Nou came on.

At this moment, the stadium was like a giant beast awakening, and the shouts of 80,000 to 90,000 people were like its beating heart.

"Zhuangdianertai! Zhuangdianertai! Good evening, viewers!"

"We are now broadcasting live the first round of the 2015/16 UEFA Champions League Group E."

"Barcelona host Manchester United!"

"The showdown with the highest popularity, traffic, and viewership!"

"MSN vs. Li Luo: A highly anticipated showdown!"

What kind of sparks will these two teams create? Let's wait and see!

The camera panned across the stands.

The narrator introduced those celebrities as if they were old friends.

Coach Zhang believes that Barcelona has a better chance of winning, but subconsciously he also feels that Li Luo will not lose, so he is both conflicted and expectant.

VIP private room.

Cruyff was surrounded by a group of Barcelona executives.

As his health deteriorated, he hadn't paid much attention to football for a long time.

Bartomeu said with concern, "You need to get more rest."

Cruyff scoffed, "If they beat up Van Gaal, I'd definitely come and see!"

His feud with Van Gaal has lasted for many years and may never be resolved before his death.

Pre-match press conference.

Van Gaal got into another argument with Catalan journalists.

"Is Riquelme your father? Are you going to speak up for your father now? Does Riquelme even acknowledge you as his son?"

Journalists from other countries and regions laughed: These old stories are like Rashomon; even the two parties involved can't explain them clearly, even face to face.

A scene that everyone is happy to see.

Catalan journalists like to dredge up old grievances when they make sarcastic remarks, and they dug up some old grudges that Van Gaal made against Riquelme back in the day.

"So what if I targeted them?"

"After I left Barcelona, they changed coaches, and how did he play? He was still a piece of crap! The new coach didn't even include him in the preseason!"

"He's like a sissy, always saying that I've suppressed and bullied him at Barcelona. I was very, very good to him at first, and gave him a lot of solutions. But what happened? He went to nightclubs every day to drink and play around with women, creating a tragic persona, thinking he was the heroine of a melodramatic soap opera?"

"Which true legendary player hasn't adapted to the times? Which one hasn't transformed their style?"

The atmosphere at the scene became even more joyful.

A Catalan journalist angrily declared, "Tonight, your team will bear the brunt of the South American trident's fury!"

The other side.

Enrique remained calm and composed.

"Manchester United is a very interesting team."

“I’ve been watching Li’s performance. He’s playing quite well, but he still has a long way to go before he can become a true midfield maestro.”

Player tunnel.

The atmosphere is subtle.

Morata did not greet the senior members of the Spanish national team.

De Gea simply nodded to the Barcelona contingent.

De Bruyne frowned and involuntarily said, "Lee, don't be nervous."

"OK."

Li Luo looked confident.

The controller module has repeatedly deconstructed this Barcelona team hundreds of times during this period, with countless red lines: everything is under control.

He and Suarez made eye contact without realizing it.

The Uruguayan striker grinned, revealing a set of white teeth.

"You take really good care of your teeth."

"Thank you for the compliment, fresh, cough cough, young Li!"

Accompanied by the exciting Champions League background music.

The three enormous flags were slowly lowered.

As the referee team led the players from both sides out of the tunnel, the more than 90,000 spectators at Camp Nou erupted in a deafening roar of cheers.

"Now we will introduce the starting lineups of both sides."

"Barcelona's formation is 4-3-3!"

Goalkeeper: Ter Stegen.

"Defenders: Alba, Pique, Mascherano, Alves."

Midfielders: Iniesta, Busquets, Rakitic.

Forwards: Neymar, Suarez, Messi.

Studio.
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[Full-strength squad? Barcelona is so ruthless! Are they trying to utterly crush Manchester United?]
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[Fun fact: Enrique's Barcelona used a dual-core goalkeeper system: Bravo and Ter Stegen; you always say Manchester United goalkeepers are expensive, but they're not expensive at all. Most of Valdes's salary was paid by Monaco.]
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Yes, Chelsea last season also used a dual-goalkeeper system: Cech and Courtois, and many other clubs did the same.
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Both of Barcelona's goalkeepers are quite capable and have their own strengths, but I think Bravo is slightly stronger for the national team.

"Manchester United's formation is 4-2-3-1!"

Goalkeeper: De Gea.

"Defenders: Darmian, Smalling, Blind, Luke Shaw."

"Double defensive midfielders: Carrick and Schneiderlin."

"Central midfielders: De Bruyne, Li Luo, Maranda."

Forward: Morata.

"Manchester United are wearing white away kits tonight."

Studio.
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As everyone knows, Lee's white jerseys are a formidable weapon in counter-attacking football when playing away!
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First, you need to be able to touch the ball!
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[How could they not touch the ball? Barcelona doesn't have Xavi now! There's no such thing as a terrifying 74% possession rate.]

With the referee's whistle.

The game officially begins.

Barcelona has possession of the ball.

Suarez kicks off and passes the ball back into the backfield.

The two sides immediately dispersed.

"The kicks were very simple."

"Before Enrique, Barcelona averaged 813 passes per game; after Enrique took over, Barcelona averaged 483 passes per game."

The football was passed smoothly between the red and blue jerseys.

Busquets receiving the ball.

Morata successfully anticipated the move and quickly closed in to make his move.

The steal was unsuccessful.

Busquets gently pulled the ball, and it traced a "V" shape on the grass, passing over the shadows of the two players.

Camp Nou erupted in applause.

Chinese fans watching on television couldn't help but think of the saying "using two ounces to move a thousand pounds" when they saw this scene.

Busquets did not hold onto the ball.

After creating space, he quickly passed the ball to Iniesta diagonally in front of him.

Followed by.

They slowly followed the Barcelona formation and "moved" forward.

'Everything is under control.'

Manchester United, utterly vulnerable.

Iniesta received the ball, turned, and with a croquet-like move, easily shook off Carrick.

Not Carrick's dish.

Barcelona's dribbling skills remain as strong as ever.

"Barcelona has sped up!"

"Danger!"

"Manchester United's defense quickly collapsed."

"Iniesta passed the ball to Neymar, and Barcelona slowed down their pace again, just the right amount of slowing down. In the positional attack phase, they were meticulously dissecting the game."

Neymar played with great confidence.

He is the true playmaker on the flanks for Barcelona.

Breakthrough, connection, and conclusion – a trinity.

at the same time.

Barcelona's two full-backs also moved up, quietly widening the attack.

"Danger!"

"Manchester United is gradually being suppressed by Barcelona."

Courtside.

Van Gaal remained calm.

Giggs was nervous and uneasy.

The other side.

Enrique stood with his hands in his pockets, looking confident.

When he first took over Barcelona, he was also confused: he put Messi on the bench and rotated him, but they were thrashed by Real Madrid and other mid-to-lower-tier clubs. In order to avoid the embarrassing experiences of Roma and Celta Vigo, he had to publicly admit his tactical problems and stop going against the core players of Barcelona.

On the green football field.

Barcelona are besieging Manchester United.

Neymar and Iniesta combined on the left wing, constantly probing each other like butterflies flitting among flowers.

Barcelona has set up multiple finishing options around Manchester United's penalty area.

The Red Devils' defenses are crumbling under the storm!
Manchester United fans around the world watching on television are worried, feeling that their defense could be breached at any moment.

Especially the moment Messi stops his leisurely stroll, Manchester United will feel an endless sense of pressure.

Studio.
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Neymar's strategic significance is exaggerated.
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[Maranda was thoroughly outmaneuvered; his defensive actions were out of sync, and he's already taken down Neymar several times, earning him a card already.]
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Manchester United had to foul Neymar to stop him; Barcelona's winger had too many attacking options—passing, stopping, dribbling, and shooting—making him unpredictable.
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[Huh? I saw in the highlights that Neymar always gets kicked and then rolls around on the ground?]
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Don't be fooled by highlight reels. If he were that easy to kick, why would Barcelona use him as a winger? If he's constantly rolling around, the attack falls apart. How can he be considered a South American attacking trident? The referee isn't stupid.
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[I noticed that Li Luo's defense tonight wasn't too deep; he seemed to be waiting for a counter-attack opportunity at any moment.]
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[Definitely. Before, being shorter, we could rampage through the enemy lines with reckless abandon; now that we're taller and have a bigger build, our defensive tactics need to change, and we occasionally need to retreat a bit to focus on aerial defense.]
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[Don't panic, the director's camera is zooming in on Li Luo, I think he's about to show off.]

On the green football field.

Changes occur suddenly.

Neymar dribbled sideways, "walking" along the edge of Manchester United's penalty area towards the top of the box.

Maranda seized the opportunity when Neymar was off guard and headed the ball forward aggressively.

Snapped!
Neymar executed a very elegant dribble.

He leaned forward and adjusted himself to face the Manchester United goal.

There was no physical contact.

Maranda, like an angry bull with its vision obscured by a red cloth, couldn't stop, staggered a few steps, and lost its balance.

"coming!"

"Neymar! Dribble into the penalty area!"

"Is the bus about to break down?"

"His feint with the outside of his foot fooled three Manchester United players in front of him!"

"Exceptionally talented."

"It's a real action!"

"Suarez!"

"We didn't get to choose it!"

"Manchester United defender Chris Smalling, who is 194 cm tall, leaped high and made a great contribution!"

Sighs echoed through Camp Nou.

De Gea was so moved he almost cried.

Smalling, that unreliable guy, finally managed to be reliable again.

The moment Smalling's feet touched the ground.

The ball has been cleared from the penalty area.

Manchester United!

"From defense to offense!"

"Li Luo!"

Li Luo received the ball and turned around.

Iniesta anticipated the ball's trajectory and quickly made a tackle, attempting to win it back.

Snapped!
A gasp of surprise erupted from the stands.

The Chinese genius easily got rid of Iniesta with a single fried dough ball.

Barcelona's Iniesta looked completely bewildered.

How could one be completely wiped out by their own signature move?

From God's perspective.

Barcelona's half was almost empty, with only a few scattered high defensive positions.

Manchester United's attacking third also failed to create more counter-attacking opportunities.

do it yourself.

Li Luo stomped on the grass.

Move the ball forward.

He shot straight at Barcelona's heart like an arrow released from a bow!

With a speed of 91 points, he made the most of it!

"Keep accelerating!"

"Riding on wheels of fire!"

"Rakitic, he's trying his best to catch up, but what can he catch? He'll only be eating Li Luo's exhaust fumes!"

in the lens.

Li Luo's speed is getting faster and faster.

The billboards on both sides became increasingly blurry.

"so fast!"

"In the counterattack environment, Li Luo transforms into a supercar."

"The sharpest sword!"

"Barcelona had been dominating Manchester United for a long time, but now they're panicking because of Li Luo's counter-attacks!"

Busquets, positioned on the high defensive line, appeared calm.

He had scouted out the locations of Manchester United's other counter-attacking options beforehand.

Just a moment.

They perfectly predicted Li Luo's attack path and grasped Li Luo's long-distance attack characteristics.

"This frequency of ball contact."

"This stride length."

"And then there's Morata charging in from the other side."

"Li is definitely trying to lure our high defensive line to his side, so he can create a one-on-one opportunity for Morata."

"No one at Manchester United can provide positioning protection for Lee at the moment."

"Everything is under my control."

"Next."

"That's it."

VIP private room.

Cruyff looked relaxed.

How could a third of La Masia's power forwards not be able to stop such an obvious counterattack?

Courtside.

Van Gaal was breathless: he wished the other Manchester United players could fly up and provide support for Li Luo, helping him to widen the attacking space.

On the other side, Enrique panicked and frantically waved his hands, signaling his disciples to quickly take their positions.

The cheers of the more than 90,000 fans at Camp Nou grew fainter and fainter as they watched helplessly as the Red Devils' No. 7, like a lightning bolt tearing through the night sky, instantly pierced the center circle and steadily stepped into Barcelona's half. The entire stadium gasped in shock, even their breathing slowed down a beat.

A counterattack that is simple to the extreme.

An explosive force that breaks through imagination.

A direct threat to Barcelona's high defensive line?
It seems to be on the verge of collapse!

in a blink.

All eyes were drawn to two figures on the pitch: on one side was Barcelona's midfield shield, Busquets, and on the other was Manchester United's prodigy, Li Luo.

The distance is getting closer.

Needless to say, this is the ultimate showdown right now, and the outcome will be decided in an instant!
Barcelona's defensive midfielder made a gesture in advance, raising his hand to signal Mascherano: "Make sure to cut off the connection between Li Luo and Morata. Although Morata is only about 190cm tall, he is very agile and has terrifying speed. He has rushed up into Manchester United's backfield and is a threat at close range."

next second.

Busquets took the initiative to greet Li Luo.

He accurately detected the gap in Li Luo's touch.

The timing of the attack was perfect.

Li, you have no way out and have lost all paths to pass the ball.

come on.

Let's settle this once and for all!
"Busquets, a moving wall."

"Predictive interception".

"Lower your center of gravity, delay the attack, and wait for your teammates to get into position."

"An invisible master of rhythm, the starting button for the passing and possession system, the exclusive defensive midfielder for the Blaugrana, the pinnacle of accuracy, and a master of strategic thinking."

"Wow!"

suddenly.

The entire audience erupted in screams!

An astonishing scene unfolded.

Snapped!
Li Luo pushed the ball to the right.

Accelerate again!
Eat Busquets raw!

Busquets' pupils contracted slightly: 'Next, it's time to simplify!'

Just as he brushed past Li Luo.

He stretched out his arm and grabbed the hem of Red Devil No. 7's shirt tightly!

squeak~
The cleats made a strange scraping sound on the grass.

The world's audience was stunned at that moment: Li Luo dragged Busquets' fallen body forward a distance and touched the ball again!

Camp Nou fell completely silent at this moment.

The Barcelona defensive midfielder, in excruciating pain in his fingertip, desperately let go of his hand.
"Pretty!"

"Incredible!"

"Eat it raw with violence!"

"Manchester United!!! Two against one in the attacking third!"

The Barcelona half was completely empty.

Pique was still distracted and chasing back.

Mascherano has reacted swiftly.

Standing at 174cm tall, he possesses top-tier speed in filling gaps in defense!

He once successfully tackled the unstoppable Bale when facing Real Madrid's counterattack!

If we extend the timeline a bit further, there's also the incredible feat of using a series of flying tackles to stop a healthy Kaká during his time at Liverpool!

The strength is terrifying.

Didn't think much about it.

Mascherano had anticipated the goalkeeper's position and decisively charged towards the Chinese prodigy.

Snapped!
At high speed, Li Luo delivered a precise, arcing shot.

The ball deftly bypassed the Barcelona center-back.

"Morata!!!"

"One kick!"

"He and Li Luo executed a beautiful one-two pass!"

"The left side of the edge of the penalty area!"

"Li Luo swings his leg in mid-air!"

Bah!
The scene seemed to freeze.

Mascherano makes a scrambled tackle.

Ter Stegen launches a frenzied attack.

Red Devil No. 7 tilts his body and swings his leg in mid-air.

Before the match, no one had anticipated what would happen.

Van Gaal and Giggs were dumbfounded.

Enrique looked flustered.

When everyone came to their senses...

The football has curved beautifully diagonally and slammed into Barcelona's net.

0:1! ! !

Camp Nou fell into a brief silence.

Manchester United fans who had traveled with the team paused for a moment, then began to celebrate wildly!
"Pretty!"

"The ball is in!"

"A stunningly beautiful slanted arc!"

"A textbook example of a classic counterattack!"

"Li Luo is far ahead of everyone else!"

"Crush Camp Nou!!!"

"In his Champions League debut, he scored his first Champions League goal of his professional career!"

"Shining in Europe".

"He announced his arrival to the star-studded Champions League arena."

"An assist from Morata!"

Studio.

The barrage of comments flew by.
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What's going on? Manchester United scored first?
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That's awesome!
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【handsome!】
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[Li Luo's explosive power, impact, and exhilarating visual experience!]
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[I just went to the restroom. I remember Barcelona was dominating Manchester United, right? What happened?]
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[Watching the replay, Li Luo used a croquet-style move to get past Iniesta, and then his speed exploded even faster, Rakitic couldn't keep up, and Busquets was completely overwhelmed! Mascherano was powerless to turn the tide. Pique, who had just participated in the attack, wasn't quick enough to get back on defense.]
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Barcelona pressed too deep and were completely overwhelmed by Lopez's long-range runs and counter-attacks!
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Morata's support abilities are quite good; his starting position is secure!
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Is an upset on the horizon?
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An upset is impossible; Barcelona will definitely catch up later. Barcelona is in control of the game!

Li Luo rushed to the corner flag area and clenched his fist.

Morata ran over immediately and gave him a high-five and a hug.

"Li, you'd better give me a handicap later."

"it is good."

His Manchester United teammates followed closely behind and surrounded him.

Like a dream.

Manchester United, the reigning Champions League champions, have surprisingly taken the lead.

Just moments ago, the situation was so overwhelming, but suddenly Li Luo's attack completely shattered it. How did this match suddenly become so simple?
Gradually, everyone crowded around Li Luo!

Even De Gea, far away, couldn't help but applaud enthusiastically.

Courtside.

Van Gaal suppressed his inner joy and continued to scribble and draw in his notebook, thinking about adjustments after taking the lead.

Giggs and his staff celebrated wildly.

"Li kicked too cleverly."

"The 'French fritter' outmaneuvered Iniesta, accelerated past Rakitic, head-on over the 'slower' Busquets, and cleverly used a wall-running maneuver to bypass the most difficult opponent, Mascherano!"

"We are so happy."

Beyond his previously demonstrated ability to control the game, Li Luo can also transform into a supercar and the sharpest sword when facing Barcelona's defense.
The other side.

Enrique took a deep breath and tried to compose himself.

Then, he loudly encouraged his disciples!
Busquets got up and turned to give his teammates a thumbs up.

A faint pain still lingered in my fingertips.

"It's alright, no need to rush."

"That was just an accident."

Pique said casually, "I participated in the attack during the positional play just now, otherwise we wouldn't have lost the ball so easily. It's okay, we'll be able to come back soon."

Neymar, Suarez, and Messi also had a brief exchange. The South American attacking trio remained calm despite being down by a goal.

The stands on all four sides once again erupted in cheers for Barcelona!
Catalan fans were ecstatic:

Camp Nou home ground.

How could the star-studded Blaugrana team let that guy from Manchester United become the protagonist?
VIP private room.

Cruyff remained silent for a moment.

"Playing football is simple, but playing simple football is difficult."

"Manchester United's counter-attack was unremarkable."

"The goal was scored entirely thanks to Li's outstanding physical attributes and well-planned running path."

Barcelona staff members echoed this sentiment.

At this point, no one felt that being temporarily behind by one goal posed any danger. Barcelona's attacking firepower was so strong that they could come back at any time.

Van Gaal's Manchester United feels very fragile.

The game restarted in the middle circle.

Suarez kicks off and passes the ball back into the backfield.

The football was passed around between the red and blue jerseys a few times before reaching Busquets' feet.

Morata pressed hard once again.

Snapped!
Busquets backheeled the ball to Iniesta.

Maranda held off the latter fiercely.

The advantages of the little black egg's physical attributes were evident.

Instead of forcibly turning to get rid of the ball, the "aging" Barcelona Iniesta chose to pass it with one foot, attempting to pass it across to Rakitic who was making a supporting play.

A white figure suddenly appeared and intercepted the football perfectly.

Number 7!
"Pretty!"

"This is exactly what Li Luo has been waiting for."

"Rakitic isn't Xavi after all; his playmaking and positioning aren't quite as refined, but he reacts quickly, retreating rapidly to create defensive depth with his Barcelona teammates!"

From God's perspective, there is no room for forced acceleration.

Li Luo pressed down with both hands.

In the shot, De Bruyne's figure flashes past from the outside.

Pa~pa~
"It's not about slowing down the pace, it's about deceiving Barcelona."

"The former Wolfsburg duo made a brilliant move."

"Li Luo makes a through pass, finding Morata!"

"Morata leaned against Mascherano with his back to him, then knocked the ball back to Li Luo who was rushing up."

"Mascherano is very strong in dynamic defense because of his height, but he can't handle these big centers in static defense."

Barcelona's positional defense is quite impressive.

Enrique's ultimate secret: feigning control while actually countering!
His football philosophy is now unfolding layer by layer through the defense.

Busquets was like a sophisticated radar, his brain working at lightning speed to anticipate Manchester United's passing routes, his footwork constantly adjusting his defensive position, sealing off the central space completely.

Li Luo probed briefly in the narrow space between the two lines, but finding no opening to break through, he decisively passed the ball back to Carrick behind him.

next second.

He turned and retreated, repositioning himself in the midfield. Instantly, he switched forms: from a sharp "counter-attack point" to a "net weaver" who controlled the entire situation.

As the ball began to circulate among the Manchester United players, the boos at Camp Nou gradually subsided, replaced by waves of exclamations that rolled across the stands.

Tens of thousands of Barcelona fans remained frozen in their seats, watching incredulously what was happening on the pitch.

Cruyff was speechless.

Enrique looked bewildered.

Messi, Iniesta, Busquets, and other key players of the Dream Team era were completely bewildered – who dared to play possession-based football at Camp Nou, in Barcelona's strongest area?
The transmission was sometimes fast and sometimes slow.

A localized formation that sometimes gathers and sometimes disperses.

All Manchester United players revolved around Lillard in their attacks and offensive maneuvers.

Manchester United's passing rhythm seemed precisely controlled: sometimes slow and deliberate, bypassing pressing to find openings; sometimes rapid and fast, penetrating the grass to intercept. Their formation also shifted accordingly, sometimes contracting into a tight triangle to protect the ball; sometimes stretching out into a wide horizontal line, disrupting Barcelona's defensive focus. All player runs and touches revolved around Li Luo as the central figure.

Li Luo didn't stay in one place, but kept weaving and moving: sometimes dropping back to receive passes from the center-backs, sometimes moving to the flanks to receive passes, every pass was as precise as if it had been calculated in advance.

The trajectory bypassed the outstretched ankle, the force was just enough for the teammate to turn without stopping the ball, and even the lead time given to the advancing player seemed to be timed precisely with a stopwatch.

With his 92-point passing attribute fully unleashed, this Chinese prodigy's every pass was surgically precise, firmly supporting Manchester United's passing and control framework.

"This is true tactical aesthetics!"

"Manchester United under Van Gaal, once criticized for its slow-paced style and dubbed 'hypnotic football,' is now weaving an attacking network that leaves Barcelona's defense breathless with the ball flowing between their white away jerseys!"

"And the absolute weaver of this web is none other than Li Luo, the Chinese genius who wears the number 7 jersey of the Red Devils!"

"He's so dazzling! The spotlights on the sidelines seem to have come alive, constantly focused on his running figure!"

"His temperament is different from everyone else on the field. He always appears in the most opportune position, and his balanced ability with both feet makes it impossible for opponents to predict the direction of his passes. His passes from the flanks are fast and accurate, like a moving tactical aura that activates his teammates' performance!"

"All of his Manchester United teammates shone brightly thanks to his playmaking and link-up play!"

The first few scattered claps in the away stands at Camp Nou quickly turned into a thunderous roar.

On the pitch, every run and every touch of the ball by Li Luo seemed to control the rhythm of the entire Manchester United team, with even his teammates' running pace rising and falling gently in sync with his touch.

Barcelona's defenders had long lost the composure they displayed at the start of the game, and every move they made revealed their disarray as they were thrown off the rhythm of the game.

Busquets stared at the ball as it spun around, his brow furrowed.

He had just anticipated that Li Luo would pass back to Carrick, and moved half a step forward to the center, but the ball suddenly changed direction, rolling along the grass towards Luke Shaw who was making a diagonal run.

For the first time, the Barcelona midfielder "radar" stumbled, and when he turned to chase after the ball, he hesitated again, only to watch helplessly as Luke Shaw passed the ball across to the onrushing Li Luo.

Rakitic was on high alert and tried to close in to steal the ball, but as soon as he stretched out his leg, Li Luo's feint made him lose his balance.

Time passed by minute by minute.

Alba paced back and forth on the flank, his thoughts in disarray.

He was initially focused on Damian's run, but Li Luo suddenly launched a long diagonal pass to the other side, forcing the Barcelona full-back to desperately chase back, almost overlapping with Iniesta in the process.

The calmest person was Pique, because he was lost in thought.

Mascherano watched Morata frequently drop back to receive passes on the edge of the penalty area, wanting to press him but afraid of leaving an opening behind him.

In the instant he hesitated, the ball had already slipped past him and landed at the feet of the advancing De Bruyne.

He whirled around and reached out to intercept, but only managed to grab air. He could only watch helplessly as De Bruyne crossed the ball, his heart rising and falling with the trajectory of the ball.

On the sidelines, Enrique's body language was extremely expressive. He loudly instructed his team to tighten their defense, but Barcelona's defense had already been torn apart by Manchester United's passing and control. Some players wanted to press forward, while others wanted to retreat. Their defensive strategy was completely out of sync, and they could only run around frantically in the flow of the ball, even their breathing was out of sync with Manchester United's rhythm.

Van Gaal sat quietly on the bench, his cheeks flushed, afraid that his poor direction would disrupt Li Luo's passing and control chain.

Studio.
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[Rebellion against the Heavenly Generals?]
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What's going on? Which side is Barcelona?
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[Holy crap!]
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Is the team in white jerseys Arsenal, fighting for their survival on Earth? Or Bayern Munich?
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【Awesome! 】
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Did Li Luo play possession football at Camp Nou in front of Barcelona?
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[Incompetent Barcelona!]

VIP private room.

Cruyff frowned.

"That Van Gaal guy."

Bartomeu thought about it carefully: Could it be that he wants to bring Van Gaal back to Barcelona to revive the possession-based football style? He'd heard that Enrique's counter-attacking style had dissatisfied many people.
On the green field, Li Luo suddenly accelerated, moved to the very front of the formation, and then moved laterally to the right flank.

He's about to close the net!
This run opened up a wide passing lane for Carrick in the backfield, and the focus of Barcelona's defense was diverted by Li Luo.

The Manchester United maestro barely needed to adjust; a single through ball pierced through Barcelona's midfield barrier!
"Wow! Carrick's through ball has pierced Barcelona's defense!"

"No!"

"Strictly speaking, it was Li Luo who laid out the route in advance with his positioning; this was the attack he initiated!"

The moment Li Luo turned around, he used his shoulder and back to firmly block Busquets who was chasing after him, and at the same time stretched out his foot to guide the rolling football in front of him.

He then came to an abrupt stop, forcefully shaking off Alba who was lunging at him from the side and behind.

Alba reacted quickly, immediately lowering his shoulder to head the ball towards Li Luo in an attempt to intercept it.

But Li Luo lightly spun around his feet, as if turning around an axis, easily dodging the ball and protecting it at his feet.

"The magic of love goes round and round?"

"This"

What are the thoughts of Barcelona fans?

There was a snap.

Li Luo passed the ball to De Bruyne, who was supporting from the rear.

Before De Bruyne could even look up, Li Luo accelerated again, charging straight into the Barcelona penalty area.

De Bruyne was instantly drawn into the rhythm and almost instinctively sent out a lob pass. The ball drew a light parabola in the air, just bypassing the covering Pique, and fell towards the direction Li Luo was running.

The atmosphere inside Barcelona's penalty area instantly became tense.

The 174cm tall Mascherano closely marked Li Luo, standing sideways between him and the goal, trying to block the attack by positioning himself.

but.

The moment the football fell, Li Luo leaped up, his buttocks almost landing on Mascherano's face.

It felt like my whole body was lifted into the air!

Snapped!
Another gentle touch of the ball.

The football grazed Li Luo's forehead and bounced precisely to the left side of the penalty area.

The 98-point heading attribute made this pass absolutely brilliant.

"Head!"

"Made it for"

The camera cuts instantly to Morata, who bursts out from the side like an iron tower! Morata had fooled Pique with a feint beforehand, and now, as he rushes into the penalty area, his body stretches out like a drawn bow, leaping into the air for a diving header!

Bang! His forehead slammed into the football, sending it flying like a cannonball into the top corner of the Barcelona goal!
0: 2!

Camp Nou fell into a deathly silence, so quiet that you could hear the players' heavy breathing. The 90,000-seat stadium looked like an empty library.

Ter Stegen stood rooted to the spot, his glove still hanging in mid-air, his eyes filled with bewilderment. What was going on? A series of headers? First, Li Luo's precise pass, then Morata's diving header—Manchester United's coordinated attack was so seamless that Barcelona simply couldn't defend against it! The entire defense was completely stunned.

"Pretty!"

"In again!"

"Li Luo has brought a beautiful conclusion to the intricately woven passing and control network!"

"Guide Carrick's through ball."

"In conjunction with De Bruyne's continuous passing."

"A header pass to Morata."

"This is Li Luo! This is Manchester United!"

"The style of play of elite clubs, and the creators of the style of play of elite clubs."

"It's unbelievable."

"Manchester United! Facing last season's Champions League winners - Barcelona, they've taken a two-goal lead at the Camp Nou!"

The commentator could hardly believe what he was seeing.

Coach Zhang couldn't help but rub his eyes.