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Chapter 356 - Chapter 356

"The full-time whistle has blown at Camp Nou! Although there were only three goals in total, the intensity of the match exceeded all expectations, and the quality of play was absolutely beyond what I had anticipated!"

In the Sky Sport broadcast booth, Gary Neville was practically buzzing with energy as he began his post-match analysis.

"Earlier in the comments section, I saw someone mention that Ling tends to perform even better as the season progresses into its most crucial stages, and his phenomenal performance tonight proved it. Throughout the match, he not only physically dominated Barcelona's defense, scoring two difficult, highlight-reel goals, but he also created numerous chances for his teammates with his hold-up play."

Gary Neville paused, looking at the team sheets. "I believe Ernesto Valverde will continue to target Ling heavily in the second leg at Old Trafford, but with Clément Lenglet now suspended due to that late red card, only Samuel Umtiti remains as the senior backup center-back."

"The Frenchman recently returned from a long injury layoff and is still in relatively poor match fitness, making it extremely difficult for him to contain Ling in a physical duel. Valverde will likely have to focus on crowding the midfield instead to cut off the supply line."

Gary Neville briefly recapped the tactical flow of the match.

Although it's historically unwise to celebrate any European tie prematurely—especially against Messi—Manchester United's chances of advancing were indeed very high.

The two valuable away goals would significantly dictate the tactical situation for the return leg.

At this moment, the atmosphere inside Camp Nou felt strangely tense and heavy.

Barcelona fans couldn't help but think of Cristiano Ronaldo, who had scored 12 goals at Camp Nou during his time at Madrid, making him the away player with the most goals at Barcelona's home ground.

But those 12 goals were spread over 11 grueling years of El Clásico battles.

The young man who inherited Manchester United's iconic No. 7 jersey had just scored two goals in a single match.

How many could he score if given 11 years? Barcelona fans dared not imagine.

Moreover, they had previously heard credible rumors that Florentino Perez was willing to spend heavily to sign Ling to lead the post-Ronaldo era.

If he were to join Real Madrid... Barcelona fans shuddered at the thought.

Barcelona had only recently overcome their European slump, winning consecutive La Liga titles and aiming to emulate Bayern Munich with a domestic dominance.

Recalling Ling's performance in this match, he had made Gerard Pique and Lenglet look like sieves, exerting a level of physical dominance that was palpable from the stands.

He felt even more formidable as a pure focal point than Cristiano Ronaldo did at this age.

Paired with Real Madrid's legendary midfield trio of Kroos and Modric, the energy unleashed would be truly terrifying for La Liga.

....

Unaware of the dramatic, anxious thoughts running through the Barcelona fans' minds, Ling led his exhausted teammates over to the away section to thank the traveling Manchester United supporters.

"Arrogant Catalan bastards, still able to laugh now?!"

"Wait until you return to Old Trafford—that's when the real nightmare begins!"

"Well done, lads!"

The Manchester United fans cheered excitedly, feeling the expensive trip to Spain was well worth it.

Around 2010, Manchester United had lost to Barcelona in two devastating Champions League finals, leaving the Red Devils' faithful deeply frustrated and traumatized.

But that Pep Guardiola "Dream Team" was simply too strong, strong enough to evoke sheer despair.

Now, under Mourinho and Ling, they had finally returned the humiliation on Barcelona's own turf.

The only downside for the fans was the narrow 1-2 scoreline, which didn't feel satisfying enough to completely avenge those finals.

A five-goal thrashing or a seven-goal rout would have been much more to their liking.

"Ling, the second leg is in just six days," Romelu Lukaku called out in the dressing room, his face full of anticipation.

"With such a tight schedule and the league match coming up, do you need a rest this weekend?"

Lukaku had made only a handful of appearances this season and desperately didn't want to spend the final stretch on the bench.

But Ling was as tough as an ox, showing no signs of injury or even regular fatigue.

"I probably won't play in the league match three days from now against West Ham," Ling shrugged, pulling off his sweat-soaked jersey.

"By the time the second leg comes around next week, I'll definitely be back at my best."

Lukaku's current predicament was largely self-inflicted.

During the World Cup in Russia, he had insisted on bulking up significantly to improve his target-man physicality, only to struggle to adapt his new, heavier frame to the fast-paced Premier League environment, ultimately ending up benched due to poor form and heavy touches.

Mourinho had no choice but to permanently play Ling as the starting center-forward.

And you know what? He turned out to be so much more effective than the Belgian.

Ling was capable of breaking through defenses with raw pace, skilled at dribbling in tight spaces, serving as a physical pivot, setting up plays, organizing passes—adapting his role freely based on Mourinho's fluid tactics.

You could say he was the manager's dream striker.

As a result, after Lukaku finally worked hard to lose the excess weight, he was left speechless to find his starting position permanently gone.

What could he do? It wasn't like he could ask the captain to voluntarily switch back to playing as a winger.

"Alright," Lukaku said, his tone filled with clear disappointment as he tied his boots.

...

Not far away, on the pitch, Pique listened to the lingering jeers from the remaining Barcelona fans and thought to himself how incredibly difficult these people were to please.

No wonder, according to statistics from various media outlets, the most demanding fanbases in the world were Real Madrid, Barcelona, and Manchester United.

They all believed their clubs were historic giants, destined to play not just winning football, but beautiful and exciting football.

Earlier in the decade, Manchester United fans had been brought back to harsh reality by David Moyes, Ryan Giggs, and Louis van Gaal, lowering their expectations to simply winning ugly matches.

But recently, as United's results and style improved drastically, they gradually returned to their old, demanding ways.

After Ling finished thanking the fans, he was pulled aside in the tunnel by a UEFA staff member.

"Congratulations on being named the Man of the Match. Is there anything you'd like to say to everyone?" The staff member handed him the small trophy.

"Well, Barcelona is a very strong, historic opponent. The match was physically tougher than I expected, but fortunately, we ended up winning," Ling answered smoothly, choosing not to go into taunting mode.

If the opponent had been Atlético Madrid or Liverpool, he might have, but for him, Barcelona was just another opponent on the schedule, no different from Real Madrid or Manchester City.

There was no need to say anything exaggerated.

"Do you think Barcelona has any glaring tactical shortcomings?" the reporter pressed, hoping for a headline.

Ling smiled helplessly. "Let's talk about our own shortcomings instead of theirs. First, our defensive system on the right side isn't fully developed yet. Otherwise, I think Messi's goal could have been avoided. Second, we have limitations in our wider attack. In modern football, full-backs are crucial, they can't be separated from the team's offensive play."

He knew the issues well.

On the left flank, Ashley Young's stamina was limited now due to his age, and he often struggled to track back effectively after pushing forward.

Luke Shaw's explosiveness had declined after his horrific leg injury years ago, lacking the athletic foundation for crucial overlapping assists.

On the right flank, Antonio Valencia was also getting older and losing pace.

Aaron Wan-Bissaka had focused all his incredible skills on one-on-one defense, often staying deep in a traditional role and offering little going forward.

Currently, Manchester United relied heavily on the sheer individual abilities of Ling, Pogba, and Mahrez to barely sustain the midfield and attacking system.

But this was only a temporary, fragile solution, not a long-term, sustainable one.

Before the winter transfer window, Ling had already noticed this issue and had specifically discussed it seriously with Mourinho.

It was just that Manchester United's limited winter funds had all been used to buy N'Golo Kante to shore up the midfield.

"That's a great and honest analysis," the reporter nodded. "One last question: Messi or Cristiano Ronaldo?"

The moment of truth.

Ling had been asked a similar question before, and back then, he had politely chosen not to answer.

Now, with a few trophies under his belt, he had changed his mind.

He looked directly into the camera, half-jokingly and half-seriously, and said.

"I don't think they should be compared. They are two of the greatest players to ever grace the field. But if I really have to choose who I'd want on my team... I'd choose myself."

With that, he took the MOTM trophy and left, leaving the stunned staff behind.

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