Football: My AI System Provides Max-Level Predictions-Chapter 817 - 578: Manchester City’s Title Charge Blocked? "If They Won’t Go Easy, We’ll Take Out Tang on the Field!" (Part 3)

Chapter 817: Chapter 578: Manchester City’s Title Charge Blocked? "If They Won’t Go Easy, We’ll Take Out Tang on the Field!" (Part 3)

Here, doing well is just the basic requirement; they must constantly surpass themselves.

Because their strength, worth, and the substantial salaries they receive determine that they should show even stronger domination on the field.

"Domination, yes, our Manchester City should be the king of the Premier League, should firmly step over these formidable rivals like Chelsea, Liverpool, Arsenal, and Manchester United."

Tang Long thought silently to himself.

On this day of training, every Manchester City player was exceptionally hardworking.

During the scrimmage, they were careful, trying to avoid big moves that could harm their teammates because they knew that in the final sprint stage of this three-line battle, the injury of any key player could cause immeasurable loss to the team;

However, in individual training like running back and forth, shooting, and heading, the players were fully focused, as if immersed in a real match, without a hint of randomness or slackness.

Even when a player squatted dejectedly on the ground, clutching his head for missing a key goal, his face was filled with frustration and self-blame.

Manchester City’s official photographer at the side was deeply attracted by this heated training scene;

The camera in his hand seemed to be alive, continuously shuttering, trying to eternally capture every fabulous moment.

When Tang Long received Chiwo’s accurate cross from the right, he rose into the air like a soaring eagle!

In mid-air, his body seemed to have lost the gravitational shackles, moving as light and free as if on flat ground;

Next, he swung his right foot, giving a thunderous blast of a shot with the force of a world-class strike!

The soccer ball flew like a cannonball, whistling with wind, directly towards the death corner of the goal.

At this instant, the photographer decisively pressed the shutter.

And this photo capturing Tang Long’s spectacular moment unsurprisingly landed on the homepage of Manchester City’s official website, with a striking and shocking headline:

[Soaring Eagle! The Team Prepares Wholeheartedly for the Premier League!]

Of course, to Tang Long, the significance of the upcoming three league matches was not only about helping Manchester City clinch the championship early but also crucial to his intense competition for the European Golden Boot with C Luo.

At this moment, C Luo has astonishingly scored 43 goals in the La Liga, as if blessed by gods, while Tang Long has also successfully reached the 40-goal mark with his excellent performance.

Tang Long was well aware that despite C Luo’s advancing age and the decline in stamina compared to his younger years, Real Madrid’s situation in the La Liga is far more challenging than that of Manchester City!

Real Madrid is unlike Manchester City, who secured a 10-point lead on the standings early;

They only lead Barcelona by a slim three-point advantage, in a fiercely competitive race for the title, just one slipup, one lost match could drastically alter the entire scenario.

For Real Madrid to successfully defeat Barça and claim the La Liga title, C Luo’s personal performance, especially his crucial goal count, would undoubtedly be the decisive factor.

Regarding this, Zidane as the coach of Real Madrid will surely emphasize again and again, placing high hopes on C Luo.

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"Oh my God, why are they being so serious? Anyway, the Premier League title is theirs; can’t they leave us some room to survive?"

In Burnley’s coach’s office, the atmosphere was suffocatingly oppressive.

Coach Daiqi and sports director Edson, both frowned in distress, facing each other, exchanging helpless glances, like two silent statues.

In fact, just a day ago, sports director Edson had already dialed the phone to Manchester City’s CEO Belada.

He tried to make his tone sound polite and sincere, cautiously proposing a suggestion to let them ease up.

Edson was particularly well-connected with former Manchester City’s CEO Belgistan, as both had studied together at the Barcelona School of Management, forming a deep friendship from their school days.

Edson wholeheartedly hoped that relying on this relationship, Belada might show leniency towards Burnley.

However, reality hit Edson like a heavy slap across the face!

Belada didn’t even think before hanging up the phone decisively upon hearing the request to let up.

Soon after, a short and cold text message came through:

[Survival depends on oneself, let up? You must be dreaming!]

Such a rude and resolute response infuriated Edson instantly.

He cursed silently, thinking if Belgistan were in office, his request would be surely considered out of reminiscence, sparing Burnley.

After all, for a club, the pain and disaster brought by relegation are undoubtedly devastating, enough to plunge the entire team into an abyss of despair.

"What does Belada think he is, I have been in the Premier League ten years longer than him; he hasn’t even played professional league; he doesn’t know football!" Edson raged in the office.

Burnley’s coach Daiqi chuckled bitterly: "How could the executives of these big clubs understand the hardships of small teams like ours? Anyway, they will forever avoid relegation."

But Belada was that merciless.

Thinking of this, evil thoughts rapidly sprouted in Edson’s mind like wild grass.

With gritted teeth and a terrifyingly somber expression, he said to coach Daiqi: "Then it’s fair play, no problem. But listen to me, Daiqi. If they won’t let us off easily, we absolutely cannot let them have it comfortable."

Daiqi was stunned hearing this. He looked up, puzzled, at Edson, seemingly not fully grasping the depth of his words.

Without waiting for Daiqi to inquire, Edson continued: "On our home pitch, we must show our momentum, do you understand what I mean?"

"Of course I do," Daiqi responded quickly, "We are still deeply stuck in the relegation zone; as long as we can beat Manchester City, we have chance to crawl out of this mess. I will definitely lead the players to play with spirit, give it everything we’ve got, there is no need to worry about that. I have already explained to the players in detail and specifically planned tactics matching Manchester City’s characteristics. We have recently adopted a new strategy for crosses at the flanks, and the set-piece coach has informed me that we have new ideas and changes for set-piece tactics..."

Edson impatiently interrupted Daiqi’s endless speech.

"I mean, even if we go head-to-head and strive hard against Manchester City, we are highly unlikely to beat them. So instead, let’s be ruthless, especially targeting their key player, Tang. Since they refuse to ease up, we’ll find a way to injure him! Without Tang, their absolute core, let’s see how they play in the Champions League!"

As Edson spoke, he clenched his fists, showing a ferocious expression, as if already witnessing Tang Long injuring and falling to the ground.