Football: Messi, I am your wallbreaker!

Chapter 59 (Seeking First Subscription) The Opportunity to Top the List!

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The match dragged on with great difficulty until the 70th minute.

The pitch at El Sadar Stadium was riddled with holes from the trampling of players from both teams.

A light drizzle started halfway through.

With nearly 70 minutes of intense back-and-forth fighting, large patches of exposed black mud even appeared in the center of the field.

Pulido made an extremely dangerous interception in the backfield.

The Atletico Madrid substitute center-back was panting heavily, his lungs filled with the metallic smell of steel.

He didn't even have time to look up and observe; in a panic, he pushed the ball forward.

"Captain! Catch the ball!" Pulido shouted at the top of his lungs.

But that ground pass was really too difficult.

The muddy grass consumed most of the ball's initial velocity.

What should have been a penetrating through ball is now slowly rolling towards the top of the center circle.

Li Jing turned around, his gaze instantly locking onto the ball that was slowing down.

Li Jing already had the ball's position in his mind.

So it was natural for him to control the ball in his most comfortable area.

Osasuna's three midfield stalwarts, Nekounam, Puñal, and Calleja, who just came on as a substitute and is full of energy.

These three people didn't exchange a single unnecessary word.

They formed an extremely tight triangular formation, instantly closing in on the position where Li Jing had the ball!

Extreme space compression.

There is no way out.

Kaleha lowered his center of gravity directly from two meters away on his right.

Completely disregarding the mud and water on the grass, he stretched his right leg forward and shoveled across the ground!

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The home team fans in the stands had already started cheering wildly, just waiting to see the annoying number 13 get tackled and sent flying in a sorry state.

And at this moment.

Li Jing simply felt his mind becoming increasingly calm.

The speed at which these three players surrounded them, the friction of the turf, and the trajectory of Calleja's sliding tackle.

Even the wind speed of the strong tailwind in the air.

It's all in his feelings.

He did not choose to retreat or hide.

Instead of acting in the most logical way, he took a half-step forward with his left foot as the spikes flew towards him.

The toe of his left foot cut with extreme precision into the tiny gap between the bottom of the ball and the turf.

The arch of the foot didn't exert any force; instead, it gently flicked the ball upwards along the curve of the bottom of the ball!

"Whoosh!"

The ball bounced half a meter high off the grass without warning.

Almost at the same millimeter when the ball left the ground.

Calleja's metal studs swept across the sole of Li Jing's boots!

Mud and water splashed everywhere.

Calleja's extremely vicious sliding tackle didn't even touch the ball, and he slid more than three meters away due to the momentum.

We came up empty-handed!

But his search for success was not the end of the story.

Nekounam and Puniar had already pounced on Li Jing from the front, one on the left and one on the right, blocking all of Li Jing's advance routes like two mountains.

Li Jing's right shoulder slumped down with remarkable realism.

The center of gravity shifted instantly.

This is an extremely standard starting feint that forces a breakthrough from the right side.

The muscle memory of veterans Nekounam and Punial was completely deceived, and both of their bodies instinctively moved half a step to the right at the same time.

But at that moment...

Li Jing's right foot, which had been suspended in mid-air, suddenly twisted outward at the ankle.

With an extremely light touch, the outside of his right foot brushed the ball outwards as it fell through the air.

The transition from rough to delicate movements happens in the blink of an eye.

The ball had a very strong counter-spin.

It pierced through the gap between Nekounan and Ponial's thighs with incredible precision, following an incredibly low, ground-hugging path!

It landed smoothly at the feet of Atletico Madrid's substitute striker who made a forward run.

The entire dribbling and passing motion.

There are no unnecessary frills.

It even carries an extreme sense of leisurely strolling.

The voices of nearly 30,000 home fans were instantly choked up.

Then, the smiles and celebrations won't disappear!

It was just a transfer.

The Atlético Madrid fans erupted in a terrifying cheer!

Kalekha struggled to his feet in the mud.

He wiped the mud off his face, his gaze fixed on Li Jing's back, who had already passed the ball and hadn't even turned his head.

This is already the first time he has played.

This is the third time I've seen such an outrageous scene!

Kaleha was so angry that his face turned red, and he yelled at the captain, Puniar, who was standing next to him.

"What the hell are you guys doing!"

"Why don't you stick your foot out! The ball is right between you two, you're less than half a meter away!"

"Damn it, close the door! Can't you even stick your foot out?"

Puniar, equally furious, roared back.

"fart!"

"I fucking thought Nekounam was going to kick out and block the paint!"

"That kid specifically targets the area where our defenses meet! At that distance, whoever kicks first loses their balance!"

The veterinarian, who was panting heavily, clenched his teeth and couldn't utter a single word in rebuttal.

This was precisely the only optimal solution that Li Jing found under extreme high-pressure pressing.

The Osasuna coach's arrangement of three defenders clearly demonstrates their numerical advantage.

But in actual combat...

However, this has instead led to a situation where defensive responsibilities are being passed around between each other.

When the number of defenders increases to three, especially when the ball is in the overlapping defensive zone between two players.

The human brain can instinctively experience a fraction of a second of inertia, assuming that a teammate will make the first move.

Three monks had no water to drink.

Li Jing pinpointed the fatal vacuum in which the three men assumed the other would make a move!

He casually picked the ball out.

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An incredulous gasp filled the stands of the El Sadar Stadium.

This is a chokehold tactic that completely overwhelmed Barcelona's midfield.

A few days ago, they used this tactic to strangle Barcelona's midfielder Xavi.

Today, a similar approach was used on Li Jing.

Now, it's unbelievable that an 18-year-old Chinese player could dismantle it in such a toy-like way?

In China.

In the studio of CCTV Sports Channel.

He Wei's eyes were fixed on the director's replay from God's perspective.

From a bird's-eye view, the view is more direct and breathtaking.

Those three Osasuna defenders in red jerseys were like a deadly net that was constantly and frantically shrinking.

But that white number 13 always manages to close the mesh completely in the last millimeter.

He calmly and deliberately sent the ball through the net, landing precisely in a dangerous open area.

"That's incredible! Top-notch vision! That's what a top superstar should be doing!"

He Wei gripped the black foam cover that held the microphone tightly, his voice filled with undisguised astonishment.

"Osasuna has amassed the densest force in this mid-lane area!"

"Mendilibar wanted nothing more than to unleash all his firepower on Li Jing alone!"

He Wei's voice resounded directly in the living rooms of millions of fans across China.

"But it didn't work!"

"Every time Li Jing touches the ball, he manages to send it piercing through this toughest defense with the most unpredictable trajectory!"

He Wei looked at the panoramic shot that the director switched to on the screen.

After passing the ball, Li Jing turned and continued running back, his strides still incredibly long, without even a moment's extra breathing.

Seeing this figure running all over the field, yet remaining extremely calm in dire situations.

He Wei's emotions were instantly pushed to their peak!

The commentator, who was deeply cultured, suddenly had a perfectly fitting phrase pop into his mind.

"Ladies and gentlemen! Facing this level of extreme pressure, Li Jing is moving with effortless ease!"

"Let him be strong as he may! The gentle breeze still caresses the mountain ridge!"

"Osasuna's seemingly fierce three-man attack was like a mere breeze sweeping across a hillside in his presence!"

When He Wei quoted this line from the Nine Yin Manual in The Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber.

Memories surged through countless minds.

The live chat instantly and completely obscured the broadcast screen.

The away team's command area at El Sadar Stadium.

Osasuna manager Mendilibar stood outside the sideline, his face ashen.

He lifted the custom-made leather shoe and slammed it heavily onto the grass in extreme anger.

A large chunk of grass covered in mud and water was blown away and landed at the feet of the fourth official.

Mendilibar completely ignored the fourth official's warning.

He gripped the hem of his suit jacket tightly with both hands, the veins on the back of his hands bulging.

He meticulously planned a three-man double-team tactic before the game.

Not only did they fail to completely freeze Li Jing in midfield, but that damned number 13 also dismantled their midfield defensive system to pieces!

"Run! Keep the pressure on!"

Mendilibar roared angrily at his teammates on the field, spitting everywhere.

"Increase the intensity! He can't run for much longer!"

"His physical condition has definitely reached its limit! We're wearing him down!"

The Spanish coach had a very shrewd plan in mind.

In his view, anyone subjected to this three-person, relentless attack would have their last bit of glycogen in their muscles completely depleted within sixty minutes.

But now, the time on the scoreboard has jumped to seventy-five minutes!

The Chinese defensive midfielder wearing the number 13 white jersey.

But in reality, he was extremely flustered when he said those words.

Because at this moment, Li Jing is the special one on the field.

Every start, every stride in the final sprint.

They were even more stable than at the very beginning!

His two sets of targeted tactics, which he was so proud of—high-pressure pressing and physical exhaustion—were completely rendered useless at this moment.

The match progressed to the 75th minute.

Li Jing stood near the center circle, reaching out to pull at his jersey, which was clinging tightly to his chest and already soaked with mud and sweat.

After most of the game...

He was subjected to physical assault by three people in turns, who also dragged and kicked him on the ground.

Even with the system's support and abnormal physical abilities, this is an extremely passive defensive situation where one can only constantly cover up and clean up messes.

This also ignited an extremely intense fire within Li Jing.

I didn't come here to be a full-time punching bag!

Just then.

Due to the prolonged high-speed back-and-forth running, Osasuna's midfield passing finally developed serious malfunctions.

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Calleja's pass was too short.

Atletico Madrid substitute center-back Pulido went straight to the ground.

He scrambled through the mud to complete an extremely difficult interception and steal.

The ball barely remained at Pulido's feet.

Prido had just pushed himself up from the ground, panting heavily.

He looked up, instinctively preparing to do what he had done for most of the game earlier.

He turned and passed the ball across to his defensive teammate, lingering for a few seconds to let his lungs, which were about to burst, catch their breath.

"Go big!!"

A loud, extremely rough shout, carrying absolute authority, rang out directly in front of Prido.

Li Jing was positioned in the midfield.

"Stop passing the ball around! Smash it straight into the opponent's backcourt!"

"Just don't lose it."

Li Jing's orders left absolutely no room for negotiation.

Especially when you're physically exhausted and your brain isn't functioning properly.

Such clear command is extremely valuable.

It's always comfortable not having to use your brain.

Having experienced this match, Pulido now has an absolute instinct to obey the orders of the young interim captain.

He got up and grabbed the muddy right leg.

"Bang!"

A very dull bang.

Pulido delivered the ball directly to Osasuna's attacking third with an extremely high-pitched pass.

But Pulido's footwork was too rough; the ball was kicked extremely high and landed very deep.

It flew directly to the very end of Osasuna's defensive line.

Given the remaining stamina of Atletico Madrid's substitute forwards, it's simply impossible for them to run across the halfway line and win the first ball.

This was a seemingly blind and pointless clearance!

The football traced a very high parabola in the night sky over Pamplona.

The stadium lights twinkled like stars.

At least from Li Jing's perspective at this moment, that's how it is!

Li Jing suddenly tilted his head back in the center circle, his eyes fixed on the trajectory of the ball.

At the edge of sight.

He saw it with extreme clarity.

Osasuna's last center-back, Flaño, was looking up at the ball while quickly retreating to prepare to receive the high ball.

But in the second step of retreating and positioning.

Flaño's footwork showed an extremely subtle, even imperceptible, pause!

Muscle stiffness caused by physical exhaustion.

Within half a second, Li Jing pieced together all the physical conditions in his mind!

The grass was so wet that it made you slip!

A huge tailwind picked up after the wind direction changed in the second half!

Add to that the center-back's stiff and inaccurate footwork!

All factors combined lead to an absolute conclusion!

This high-altitude ball.

The opposing defender will definitely misjudge the header!

Without any hesitation.

They didn't wait in place for a second landing point.

Li Jing at that moment.

He made a move that sent chills down the spines of everyone in the room!

He completely abandoned the midfield defensive position he had been clinging to.

The muscles in his two thighs tensed up to their limit instantly, unleashing an extremely terrifying power.

Li Jing was alone.

Like a heavy tank roaring at full speed, it charged furiously towards Osasuna's penalty area!

The mud was trampled into large patches under his sneakers!

The director switched the camera angle instantly.

It was locked tightly on Li Jing's white figure, which was running at full speed.

In the BJ studio.

He Wei, who had been sitting in his chair providing commentary, noticed this extremely abrupt tactical movement on the monitor.

He stood up halfway up the chair!

His eyes widened in shock and utter bewilderment.

"Li Jing charged forward!!"

He Wei pointed to the tactical radar panel behind him, and his usually calm voice suddenly cracked.

"He charged all the way into Osasuna's attacking third!"

"But Atletico Madrid's other forwards were completely exhausted and couldn't keep up with his sprinting speed at all!"

"Li Jing can still unleash such full-field sprinting stamina at this crucial 75-minute mark!"

"But that's too risky! His energy should be allocated more strategically to defensive duties right now!"

He Wei gripped the edge of the commentary table tightly with both hands, his voice strained.

The speed of his speech was so fast it sounded like he was announcing a countdown.

"His reckless forward run now is tantamount to completely leaving the entire midfield barrier empty!"

"If the high-altitude ball hadn't missed its target."

"Osasuna's defenders can hold them off firmly, creating opportunities for a quick counter-attack!"

"After passing Li Jing, Atletico Madrid's backfield is a completely undefended open space!"

"Tactical disjointedness is a major taboo on the football field!"

midair.

The ball, with a strong tailwind, is plummeting downwards.

At this moment.

Li Jing began a full-fledged sprint over a distance of thirty meters.

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