Football: My AI System Provides Max-Level Predictions-Chapter 821 - 580: Manchester City Aims to Top the Premier League Over Manchester United’s Dead Body?

Guardiola, this renowned Spanish manager with a formidable reputation in the world of football, hasn't been coaching Tang Long for even a year.

Yet, like an experienced hunter, he's already precisely grasped Tang Long's temperament.

Compared to Chiwo, Guardiola is more like a confidant to Tang Long on the football battlefield, deeply understanding this young Chinese player's silent yet resilient character.

Tang Long is not the type of player who flaunts himself under the spotlight, unlike the more flamboyant C Luo.

He is like a steady iceberg, calm on the surface but harboring endless energy within!

On this day, Manchester City faced Burnley in an away match, and the atmosphere was tense from the start.

In their fight to avoid relegation, Burnley was going all out, even resorting to some aggressive tactics.

Their players were like a pack of frenzied bulldogs, relentlessly surrounding Tang Long, committing fouls one after another, as if they intended to "erase" him from the pitch.

Guardiola stood on the sidelines, watching all this, fury blazing in his heart.

"Daiqi, oh Daiqi, you're playing with fire! Ignoring your relegation battle, you come provoking us, that's simply courting disaster!" he cursed inwardly.

Guardiola knew that substituting Tang Long at this point was out of the question!

Not only would Guardiola not swallow this, but neither would Tang Long.

And at that moment, Tang Long's eyes gleamed with determination; faced with the malicious fouls of his opponents, he had no intention of backing down.

His mind held just one thought: "Since you've dared to provoke me, then be prepared to face my retaliation!"

Dali'Er, a Burnley fullback, was originally just a long-term substitute in the team.

Today, he replaced the injured Norton, and for this rare opportunity, he was especially eager to perform.

To implement Coach Daiqi's pre-match tactics against Tang Long, he showed extraordinary spirit, continuously launching malicious attacks on Tang Long.

In the 26th minute of the first half, the ball arrived on the left side, and Tang Long once again exhibited his signature inside-cut move.

This move has become renowned in the Premier League, just like Robben's inside cut on the right side; the opponents knew his intention and route, yet they found it hard to stop.

Unwilling to be beaten just like that, Dali'Er pursued closely from behind, their arms tightly entangled!

To stop Tang Long, Dali'Er even used both hands, pulling Tang Long's arm with one while reaching behind to grab his jersey with the other.

"Put in some effort, don't be like a sissy!" Afeild shouted nearby, egging on Dali'Er.

Mocked by his teammate, Dali'Er steeled himself, maliciously swinging an elbow at Tang Long's neck.

The elbow cut through the air with a whistling sound!

However, Tang Long anticipated it and raised his elbow, resulting in a clash of bones, a loud thud, and they bounced apart.

Seeing his teammate miss, Afeild sprinted over for assistance.

Last time, Afeild executed a reckless slide tackle and not only missed Tang Long, but accidentally caused his teammate Norton's leg to fracture, leaving him wary.

This time, he wised up, opting to use his hand to attack like Dali'Er rather than his foot.

His eyes revealed a fierce intensity, and this time his elbow strike was even swifter, aimed directly at Tang Long's temple!

This area is incredibly dangerous; if struck hard, it could even cause a concussion!

In that critical moment, Tang Long reacted as fast as lightning.

His body seemed to be controlled by an invisible force, coming to a sudden halt and stepping back, narrowly dodging the lethal strike!

As Afeild overexerted himself and lost his balance, he lunged forward.

Even more dramatically, his full-force elbow strike inadvertently landed heavily on the temple of Dali'Er standing behind Tang Long.

"Thud!"

A heavy, dull sound echoed across the pitch, tightening everyone's hearts!

Dali'Er's body dropped to the ground like a marionette cut from its strings, eyes rolling back as he lost consciousness.

Afeild stood rooted, gazing at his fallen teammate, bewildered and horrified, his mouth agape, as if he couldn't believe what had happened.

"Ah, ah, ah, did I hit my own teammate again?"

Afeild's voice was filled with despair and helplessness; his elbow now also throbbed with pain, indicating the force he had exerted!

Little did he know, to Tang Long, with his extraordinary prediction ability, their bodily movements appeared like slow motion in a movie, slow and clear, incapable of harming him in the slightest.

Tang Long glanced at Dali'Er lying on the ground, feeling not a hint of pity.

With a slight smile, he stopped advancing with the ball and simply picked it up.

The referee, seeing this scene, immediately understood, decisively blew the whistle, signaling a pause in the match as the medical team quickly entered the field.

Tang Long, while casually chatting and joking with Agüero, Gundogan, and others, crossed his arms, casting a mocking glance at Burnley's staff as they carried Dali'Er off the field once more.

On the sidelines, Guardiola and Chiwo couldn't help but cover their mouths, chuckling.

Guardiola thought: "Daiqi, you brought this upon yourself; let's see how you play now!"