Football: Start with the Kaka template, dominate the football field!

May 30, 2019. Madrid.

This city has once again become the center of world football.

Only two days remain until the epic battle at Wanda Metropolitano. Everywhere you look, you can see die-hard Liverpool fans in their Red Army jerseys and Borussia Dortmund devotees in their yellow and black uniforms.

This was a Champions League final that was destined to go down in history.

Borussia Dortmund boasts the world's number one player, Qin Feng, and the formidable offensive monster, Erling Haaland.

Liverpool, under Mourinho (in the scenario where Mourinho takes over the Reds and builds an ironclad defense), boasts a formidable defensive wall of Van Dijk and Alisson.

The sharpest spear versus the strongest shield.

At the pre-match press conference, Mourinho maintained his signature arrogance.

"Dortmund? Yes, they have a strong attack. Klopp is a madman, and the teams he coaches are madmen."

Mourinho leaned back in his chair, his eyes filled with disdain.

"But the final isn't about who scores the most goals, it's about who makes the fewest mistakes. My team has Van Dijk and Alisson. We are the best defensive team in the world."

"As for Qin Feng?"

Mourinho shrugged.

"I saw him at Real Madrid. He was just a kid then. Now he's grown up and won the Ballon d'Or. But in my tactical system, there's no one I can't stop. Not even God."

These words instantly ignited the media frenzy.

"The Madman Declares War: I'm Going to Lock Qin Feng Up!"

Mourinho vs. Klopp: The ultimate battle between defense and attack!

……

Dortmund hotel.

Qin Feng was lying in bed, watching the replay of an interview on TV.

"God?"

Qin Feng smiled and turned off the TV.

"Mourinho is still the same Mourinho. His mouth is as hard as iron."

"Boss, he's trying to provoke you."

Haaland sat on the carpet to the side, polishing his new sneakers.

"Let him provoke him."

Qin Feng sat up in bed, walked to the window, and looked at the Wanda Metropolitano Stadium, which was faintly visible in the distance.

On the system panel, the **[Final Mission]** is flashing with golden light.

[Final Goal: Conquer Wanda Metropolis (0/1)]

Side Quest: Defeat Van Dijk (0/1)

[Mission Reward: ??? (Unique God-tier Reward)]

Get past Van Dijk.

In today's football world, this is almost an impossible task.

Virgil van Dijk. 193cm tall, 92kg. Exceptionally fast, physically strong, and possesses top-notch anticipation. In the past season, no striker could get past him in a head-on confrontation. He is undoubtedly the world's best center-back.

"Van Dyke..."

Qin Feng murmured the name.

"Erling, tell me, what would it feel like to knock down the world's best center-back?"

Haaland stopped what he was doing, looked up, and a bloodthirsty glint flashed in his eyes.

"It must be really cool."

"Then get ready."

Qin Feng turned around, his eyes like knives.

"The night after tomorrow, we will not only win, but we will also tear their defenses to shreds."

……

June 1st. Final day.

19:00 in the evening.

Wanda Metropolitan Stadium.

Sixty-eight thousand fans filled the stands. Red and yellow stood out clearly in the stands.

In the stands of Liverpool, there was a huge TIFO: "This is Anfield".

Meanwhile, in Dortmund's south stand, a highly aggressive scene unfolded: Qin Feng, wearing the number 7 jersey, was driving a yellow heavy tank, crushing the red city wall.

In the locker room.

Klopp is making final tactical arrangements. He looks unusually serious today.

Listen.

Klopp pointed to the red number 4 (Van Dijk) on the tactics board.

"This guy is their anchor. As long as he's on the court, Liverpool's defense is an impenetrable wall."

"but……"

Klopp then changed the subject.

Even the strongest walls have cracks.

"Mourinho's team likes to play defensively, but that gives us opportunities to control possession. I want you to attack their defense like mad dogs!"

"Qin".

Klopp walked up to Qin Feng and shook his hand tightly.

"Take us home."

Qin Feng nodded, his eyes resolute.

"Don't worry, Jürgen. Tonight, no one can stop us."

……

Players' tunnel.

The two teams stood side by side.

Van Dijk stood not far behind Qin Feng, chewing gum with a stern expression.

Qin Feng turned his head and looked at him.

Their eyes met in mid-air.

"Hey, Qin."

Van Dijk suddenly spoke up.

"I heard you wanted to get rid of me?"

The Dutch center-back's voice was deep and carried a strong sense of confidence.

"Give it a try?"

Qin Feng smiled. He straightened his jersey collar.

"No need to try."

Qin Feng's voice was very soft, yet it echoed through the passageway.

"Because you'll see. And more than once."

……

"beep--!!!"

With the referee Skomina's whistle.

The 2019 UEFA Champions League final has officially begun!

Liverpool indeed deployed Mourinho's signature defensive formation. Fabinho and Henderson, two workhorse midfielders, tightly locked down the middle, while Van Dijk acted like a moving lighthouse, always positioned along Dortmund's most dangerous attacking routes.

10 minutes.

Qin Feng received the ball in the attacking third. Fabinho immediately closed him down, his movements extremely aggressive. Qin Feng didn't try to contest the ball, instead passing it to Sancho. Sancho crossed, and Haaland headed it in!

boom!

Two powerful bodies collided in mid-air!

Despite Haaland's incredible jumping ability, his header went over the bar under pressure from Van Dijk!

"He's too tough!" Zhan Jun exclaimed from the commentary booth. "Van Dijk's physical attributes are simply monstrous."

The game reached a stalemate.

35 minutes.

Qin Feng retreated to receive the ball.

This time, he didn't split up. He looked at the red defensive line ahead, and at Van Dijk, who stood in the center of the line, as unshakeable as a mountain.

On the system panel, the task **[Defeat Van Dijk]** is flashing.

"Now."

Qin Feng suddenly started!

A sudden burst of power!

[Kaka Template: S-Rank Steadfast Stride]

He dribbled the ball, charging straight into Liverpool's heart of the defense! Henderson tried to intercept, but Qin Feng easily bypassed him with a change of direction! Fabinho rushed forward, but Qin Feng was too fast! Fabinho only caught air!

"It's over!!! Qin Feng beat two people in a row!!! He's charging towards Van Dyke!!!"

The entire stadium held its breath! This was a clash of titans!

Van Dijk fought and retreated, keeping his center of gravity low and his eyes fixed on the ball.

When the two were still two meters apart, Qin Feng suddenly made a feint to break through to the left! Van Dijk shifted his center of gravity slightly, but remained as steady as a mountain!

But in that very instant!

Qin Feng's right foot!

Instead of spiking the ball to the left, he... suddenly slammed the ball forward and to the right!

Go crazy!

It's all about pure speed! It's just taking advantage of your slow turn!

Van Dijk was shocked! He hadn't expected Qin Feng to dare to do something like this! He hurriedly turned around and chased after him! But Qin Feng had already sped past him like a Ferrari with a full tank of gas!

"Eat it raw!!! Qin Feng ate Van Dyke raw!!!"

"He's gone!!! One-on-one!!!"

Facing the onrushing Alisson, Qin Feng didn't shoot. He continued dribbling the ball.

He dodged Alisson!

Facing an open goal, he gently pushed the ball in.

1-0!!!

"It's in!!! A dragon race!!! He beat three players in a row!!! And then he completely outplayed Van Dijk!!!"

After scoring, Qin Feng stood on the baseline, looking at Van Dijk, who had just gotten up from the ground and looked incredulous.

Qin Feng held up a finger and put it to his lips, making a "shh" gesture.

Then he pointed at Van Dijk.

"I told you. You'll see."