Do You Know Your Task?

Sebastian came through Frankfurt's youth academy and became a Bundesliga regular at the age of twenty. His strengths lay in attack, while his defending was comparatively weak.

Facing the advancing Leverkusen goalkeeper, Leno.

He decisively chose to chip the ball.

The ball floated lightly into the air, before the agonized eyes of Leverkusen's fans...

And dropped into the net.

3:3!!!

Wolfsburg's fans screamed themselves hoarse with excitement.

"Goal feast!"

"Another goal!"

"The experienced Sebastian has helped Wolfsburg level the score."

"A brilliant assist from De Bruyne."

"Li Luo's impact after coming on has been immediate."

"He turned the tide."

"You could say he changed the temperament of the entire team."

In the livestream chat.

-[This is what the Bundesliga is all about. Keep scoring, don't stop.]

-[We're getting rich, brothers.]

-[Is Leno about to get battered again?]

-[Li Luo simplified the complicated. He countered Leverkusen's tactics and made Wolfsburg run even more smoothly.]

-[Handsome, handsome, handsome!]

-[Is Manchester United watching this match? You know what kind of squad setup you need next season now, right? You need to start buying players in the winter window.]

Wolfsburg's players rushed to the coaching area to celebrate.

Hecking said, "They'll make adjustments next. What? You think we need to find a way to cut off their connection between the wings and the center during positional defense? Yes, yes, yes! Did everyone hear that? Li and I are thinking the same way. That's how we'll play from now on."

No one had any objections.

They had been two goals down.

Then they scored two in a row to equalize.

The entire team's confidence had returned.

On the other side.

Dino looked conflicted. "Boss, our next attacking moves need to develop down the flanks. Çalhanoğlu is being heavily targeted."

The coaching staff were at their wits' end.

Schmidt paced back and forth in the technical area, accidentally crushing a bottle of mineral water in his hand. "The direction of this match has gone beyond expectations..."

In the VIP box.

The Bayer Group executives' eyes were filled with envy.

"Volkswagen's strategic vision is truly impressive."

"I wonder what enormous price they paid to loan Li Luo from Manchester United to Wolfsburg."

"His commercial value is extraordinary."

The fourth official raised the LED board beside the touchline outside the halfway line.

"Wolfsburg are making their second substitution."

"Malanda replaces Arnold, the crown prince of the youth academy."

"Hecking isn't just considering the young player's stamina and need for rest."

"Hehehe, it's hard to guess the strategic meaning behind substitutions made by a famous coach like this. Maybe Wolfsburg really have a chance to take the lead."

Before going on.

The assistant coach personally gave him instructions, laying out a pile of tactical details and positional rotation requirements.

Malanda looked utterly bewildered. He could not remember so much in such a short time.

"Stay calm!"

Hecking stepped forward, draped an arm over Malanda's shoulder, and asked in a low voice, "Do you know your task?"

Nineteen-year-old Little Black Egg had a resolute look in his eyes. "Whoever goes after Li, I go after them. Pass the ball to Li!"

Hecking gave him a thumbs-up. "You really are a genius, kid!"

The match restarted from the center circle.

Leverkusen's morale had not been affected too much.

Several of their star players' fighting spirit continued to rise.

"The wing."

"Donati."

"He carries the ball past the halfway line."

"There isn't much of an opening, so he gives it to Lars Bender..."

"The famous Bender twins of German football. The older brother plays for Leverkusen, while the younger brother plays for Dortmund."

Çalhanoğlu kept raising his hand for the ball.

He did not believe he was inferior to Li Luo.

"My midfield battle with Li Luo has only just begun."

Lars Bender passed the ball to Bellarabi.

"The holder of the Bundesliga's fastest-goal record!"

"Last month, in the opening round of the Bundesliga, Leverkusen visited the Yellow and Blacks. After the opening whistle, Leverkusen needed only three passes to deliver the ball to Bellarabi's feet and break through Dortmund's defense, setting a new record."

"From kickoff to Bellarabi's shot, it took eight seconds."

The commentator patiently explained.

Director Zhang added a few more words, saying that this Little Black Egg on the wing had a major weakness: he loved wasting shooting opportunities. His number of long-range shots topped Europe's five major leagues, yet his shot-on-target rate was extremely low.

The BayArena's roar came to an abrupt halt.

Forty meters from goal, Bellarabi raised his arm and swung his leg.

Bang.

The ball smashed hard into Malanda's backside and bounced onto the turf.

The players on both sides reacted with incredible speed.

Son Heung-min, who had rotated into the middle, fought desperately and launched a frantic counter-press.

"He won it back."

"Leverkusen's second-wave attack."

Son Heung-min won the ball.

He cut past Little Black Egg.

Just as he was preparing to take a step and burst forward.

In that instant.

A figure swept past in front of him.

The ball slipped out of control...

Little Son from South Korea's pupils contracted slightly. In a normal physical duel, there was no way he could have been dispossessed so easily. But just as he cut past Little Black Egg and connected into his next movement, he was robbed!

Li Luo completed the interception.

He got back to his feet.

His black hair and white jersey were covered in bits of grass.

Without any hesitation, he quickly passed the ball away.

"Beautiful!"

"A clean, decisive interception."

"The timing of that sliding tackle was absolutely perfect."

"Elite Spatial Awareness can display astonishing power at both ends of the pitch."

The entire stadium marveled.

Wolfsburg's midfield core, Li Luo.

Was his value on the defensive end just as high?

[De Rossi "Precise Interception" module.]

[How could an outstanding midfielder not know how to defend?]

[Roma's vice-captain, who averaged 2.8 tackles per match last season.]

No golden phantom appeared.

Li Luo knew that his current interception ability was suited to "finishing off" and "applying pressure."

It was not suited for "one-on-one duels."

The De Rossi module improved his contribution during the defensive phase and could ease the pressure on his defensive teammates.

By the sideline.

The assistant coach suddenly understood. "Li seemed to know in advance that Son Heung-min would rotate from the wing into the center."

Hecking nodded. "Mm-hm, cutting off the connection between the wings and the center. I didn't expect their two wide midfielders... one would fire wild shots, while the other would run into the middle himself."

On the other side.

Dino gestured wildly in the technical area, his expression anxious.

"Run more!"

"Don't stop!"

"Don't let Wolfsburg play the ball out easily!"

The match clock ticked away second by second.

Li Luo controlled Wolfsburg's rhythm.

One-Touch Passing.

Receiving the ball square-on, then swinging his leg.

Dragonfly Skimming.

His teammates did not dare let their guard down and coordinated carefully.

Under Leverkusen's frantic pressing, the Chinese youngster's ability to organize the midfield was brought fully into play.

At times, he was hacked down like a tree.

At times, Malanda hacked down opponents like a tree as well.

Both teams' stamina continued to drain.

In the eighty-second minute.

Li Luo finally returned to his own position: at the very front of Wolfsburg's formation.

"Beautiful!"

"Leverkusen's pressing has failed, and this time they choose to drop back into their defensive shape."

"Wolfsburg push forward in numbers."

"Positional attack."

"De Bruyne's sweeping distribution."

The ball traced a long arc through the air, flying from the left side of Leverkusen's penalty area to the right.

Then.

It was knocked into Zone 14.

With his back to goal, Li Luo was desperately shoved by a burly Leverkusen player.

One-Touch Passing.

Smack.

The ball rolling into Zone 14 changed direction.

"A beautiful layoff."

"Malanda arrives late. Is he going to try a long-range shot?"

No.

Malanda made a slight adjustment, then instinctively passed the ball back to Li Luo.

Li Luo happened to turn and slip into the penalty area.

There was no shooting angle.

He continued with One-Touch Passing.

Smack.

This time, it went to De Bruyne, who had slipped in from the other side.

Leverkusen's defense reacted quickly, rapidly shifting their numbers toward that flank. Goalkeeper Leno directed his teammates while adjusting his own positioning.

De Bruyne did not choose to shoot.

He did not even adjust.

A light flick with the outside of his foot.

The ball bounced lightly toward Li Luo.

A string of passes inside the box.

Leverkusen's penalty area was utter chaos.

It was packed with players.

"Why didn't De Bruyne shoot?"

"Wow! What understanding!"

"A passing route executed to perfection."

"Li Luo."

"Facing an open goal."

De Bruyne's pass was too good.

Li Luo's movement was too good.

Even with Çalhanoğlu, who had followed him over, tugging at his arm, and Bellarabi pressing a hand to his chest, they could not stop his fatal strike.

He lifted his foot.

And poked it forward.

"Even Ibrahimović's grandma could score that."

The ball rolled into the net.

3:4!!!