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Starting as a Defensive Midfielder at Real Madrid

Chapter 183 - 181: After This Makeup Match, We’re Having Our Championship Celebration Banquet · Nov 11, 2026

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151 Chapter 151: You Were Given the Chance, and You Blew It! 2026-11-11
152 Chapter 152: Dortmund Should Be Thanking Us, and Ajax Owes Man City a Bow Next Match 2026-11-11
153 Chapter 153: So I Heard Atlético Wants to Rise Up? 2026-11-11
154 Chapter 154: Good Thing These Two Aren’t on the Same Team—La Liga Would Be a Nightmare 2026-11-11
155 Chapter 155: With Pintus on Our Side, Attrition Battles Are Real Madrid’s Home Turf 2026-11-11
156 Chapter 156: The Champions League Round of 16 Is Set—Real Madrid Sets Sights on a Sixth Title 2026-11-11
157 Chapter 157: “Light of Asia” Sparks Idol Frenzy in East Asia 2026-11-11
158 Chapter 158: Guardiola in Meltdown—Is Barça in Trouble? 2026-11-11
159 Chapter 159: Kid, If You Go to Barça, I’ll Just Keep Beating You 2026-11-11
160 Chapter 160: Alright, I Admit It—Li Ang Does Want the Ballon d’Or 2026-11-11
161 Chapter 161: Triple-Front War or Cautious Double-Line Focus? 2026-11-11
162 Chapter 162: One Path Up Mount Hua—All In for a Double Title Defense 2026-11-11
163 Chapter 163: You Mock Arsenal for Their Top-Four Obsession, but They’re Really Not That Weak 2026-11-11
164 Chapter 164: Wenger: Who Wouldn’t Want to Sign Li Ang? 2026-11-11
165 Chapter 165: Playing Against Technical Teams? That’s What We Do Best 2026-11-11
166 Chapter 166: Their Will Is Shattered—Arsenal’s Dao Heart Has Collapsed! 2026-11-11
167 Chapter 167 - 189: Offensive Talent Skyrockets — The Giants Are Drooling Over Leon 2026-11-11
168 Chapter 168 - 167: A Burned-Out Barça Falls in the Second Half of the Season 2026-11-11
169 Chapter 169 - 168: El Clásico IV—A Slumping Barça Meets a Red-Hot Madrid 2026-11-11
170 Chapter 170 - 169: Farewell, Barça! Madrid’s Real Target—Wipe Out the Premier League! 2026-11-11
171 Chapter 171 - 170: We Said We’d Crush Your Midfield—and We Meant It 2026-11-11
172 Chapter 172 - 171: Three Champions League Games—Li Ang Proves His Worth Completely 2026-11-11
173 Chapter 173 - 172: Time to Calculate When Madrid Can Clinch the Title Early 2026-11-11
174 Chapter 174 - 173: All-In—Madrid Is Going All-In for the Title! 2026-11-11
175 Chapter 175 - 174: Fat Tiger’s First Appearance for Madrid, Li Ang: “That’s My Brother.” 2026-11-11
176 Chapter 176 - 175: Dortmund’s Twin Engines Useless Before Li Ang 2026-11-11
177 Chapter 177 - 175: Dortmund’s Twin Engines Don’t Work Against Li Ang 2026-11-11
178 Chapter 178 - 175: Dortmund’s Twin Engines Are Useless Against Li Ang 2026-11-11
179 Chapter 179 - 176: A Midfielder Can’t Just Drift with the Game — Total Domination in Attack and Defense, That’s the Core Shield! 2026-11-11
180 Chapter 180 - 177: Shameless but Effective Tactics — Real Madrid’s All-Out Bombardment Squad 2026-11-11
181 Chapter 181 - 178: Give Me Leon, and Real Madrid Loses 2026-11-11
182 Chapter 182 - 180: The First All-German Derby in a Champions League Final 2026-11-11
183 Chapter 183 - 181: After This Makeup Match, We’re Having Our Championship Celebration Banquet 2026-11-11
184 Chapter 184 - 182: Championship Night! If You Want to Keep Climbing, You Need to Learn to Be More Selfish 2026-11-11
185 Chapter 185 - 183: Before We Drift Apart, Let’s Build the Mourinho-Era Madrid Dynasty 2026-11-11
186 Chapter 186 - 184: The Most Star-Studded Champions League Final in Nearly Two Decades 2026-11-11
187 Chapter 187 - 185: Can You Guess If I’m a Bluff or the Trump Card? 2026-11-11
188 Chapter 188 - 186: Robbery + Müller + a Classic Target Man — This Is Peak Bayern 2026-11-11
189 Chapter 189 - 187: We Are the Legend — Long Live Mourinho’s Real Madrid! 2026-11-11
190 Chapter 190 - 188: I Don’t Want Money, Sir — I Want to Be the Leader 2026-11-11
191 Chapter 191 - 189: Offensive Talent Skyrockets — The Giants Are Drooling Over Leon 2026-11-11
192 Chapter 192 - 190: The End of Mourinho’s Madrid — Leon and the Battle of Six Giants 2026-11-11
193 Chapter 193 - 191: We Are Chelsea Now—The New Kings of London! 2026-11-11
194 Chapter 194 - 192: Huge Potential, Plenty of Questions—But Mourinho’s Ready to Unleash a Youth Storm! 2026-11-11
195 Chapter 195 - 193: A Brother’s Call and Zlatan Lands at the Bridge! 2026-11-11
196 Chapter 196 - 194: A System? Leon Is the System, Offense and Defense Alike 2026-11-11
197 Chapter 197 - 195: The Calm Little Lion and the Beast Zlatan 2026-11-11
198 Chapter 198 - 196: Guardiola vs. Mourinho Returns to the Premier League! Matić Closes the Summer Transfer Window 2026-11-11
199 Chapter 199 - 197: Creating a Goal from Kickoff—Little Lion, Are You Actually Going All-In?! 2026-11-11
200 Chapter 200 - 198: From Unpredictable Enigma to Super-Sub? Watch My Belgian Mini-Tank Explode! 2026-11-11

As this round of Champions League battles came to a close, PSG and Dortmund bowed out of the tournament, licking their wounds and vowing to come back stronger next year.

Meanwhile, Real Madrid and Bayern Munich fans were riding high, each camp brimming with confidence, convinced that their team would crush the other in the final.

A new wave of media battles and fan debates was brewing.

But before that war of words could truly explode between both fanbases, Leon’s name once again lit up the footballing world — from continental Europe to the global stage!

Bayern’s second-leg win over PSG was clearly a team effort.

With goals from Müller and Ribéry, plus an own goal from Alex, Bayern had overwhelmed PSG in every aspect — tactically, technically, and in pure cohesion.

Zlatan Ibrahimović, for all his brilliance, emerged as this season’s most tragic Champions League hero.

In stark contrast, Leon’s standout performance against Dortmund shone even brighter than Ronaldo’s.

He had singlehandedly shown the world just how critical a defensive midfielder could be to a team’s success.

This time, no need for so-called ”experts” to explain the impact.

Even casual fans could tell Leon was the key factor in Real Madrid overcoming Dortmund.

And just like that, Leon became the most dazzling young star in the entire Champions League this season.

The two-legged duel between Leon and Götze had ended in absolute, irreversible conclusion.

One controlled the game, dominated both ends of the pitch, and changed the course of a semi-final.

The other cracked his team’s unity just before the biggest match of their season, and quit ten minutes into the second leg, leaving suspicions of cowardice in a moment of adversity.

His teammate, the ”Little Rocket” Marco Reus, managed to salvage some reputation for Dortmund, drawing attention with his outstanding performances.

The day after the semi-finals, Sky Sports released its rankings of the best young players in this year’s Champions League.

Leon took the top spot — undisputed.

Reus and Müller tied for second.

As for Götze? Once the golden boy, now ousted from the hearts of many fans, he dropped to fourth.

Isco rounded out the top five.

Although Malaga had only reached the Round of 16, Isco had shone brightly in both legs, causing all kinds of problems for Dortmund’s backline — a performance that earned him plenty of credit.

By comparison, Eden Hazard didn’t even crack the top five. Chelsea had been knocked out in the group stage, and that hurt his standing.

Sky Sports knew how to milk attention.

While other outlets stuck to their expert panels and analysis shows, Sky just dropped a flashy Top Young Players list and let the clicks roll in.

Whether their rankings were scientific or credible didn’t matter — it was all about the buzz.

Normally, such lists spark endless fan debates. Especially over who deserves to be No.1.

But this time?

No one questioned it.

Maybe fans argued over spots 2 through 5. But who deserved the top spot?

That debate didn’t even start.

”Leon being the voice of the next generation? Completely fair.”

And with Leon just three wins away from the tenth title of his career, even the few haters didn’t dare to stir up trouble.

Yes — Leon was just three league matches away from securing his tenth professional trophy.

If nothing went wrong, a win in Round 34, plus the pending makeup match against Espanyol, would almost certainly clinch the La Liga title early.

Even if Barcelona won every remaining game, it wouldn’t be enough.

If Barça slipped up — even drew once — Real Madrid might seal the title right after the makeup game.

On the night of May 4th, Mourinho fielded a rotated lineup at the Bernabéu to take on 12th-placed Valladolid.

On paper, Valladolid looked like a mid-table team with little left to fight for.

But they were only just above the relegation line. If they didn’t pick up at least five more points in the last five rounds, they risked dropping.

So their morale was high. They were desperate to survive.

And honestly, any bottom-half La Liga team facing Real Madrid didn’t need motivation.

Just the chance to earn points off Real Madrid was considered an honor.

The more dominant Madrid became, the harder these teams played.

One goal, one great half — the exposure, the headlines, the transfer attention... it was all on the table.

Before the match, Mourinho was optimistic. He thought this one would be a routine win.

Reality, though, had other ideas.

In the 18th minute, Valladolid’s striker Javi Guerra — the hero of their promotion campaign last season — pounced on a cross and opened the scoring.

Madrid had dominated for 20 minutes without a breakthrough. Valladolid had attacked twice — and scored once.

Over 4,000 traveling fans exploded in joy inside the Bernabéu.

Even if they didn’t win, just leading Madrid for a while was enough to give them a story to tell for years.

And fate, apparently, had more chaos in store.

Just six minutes later, Valladolid’s midfield core Oscar unleashed a long-range screamer from outside the box — and scored again!

2–0 up. At the Bernabéu. Against Real Madrid.

The fans and players from Valladolid were losing their minds.

Mourinho had seen enough.

He immediately turned to his bench and called for changes.

Within a minute, out went Adán — whose form had collapsed — replaced by Diego López.

Jesé came off too, replaced by Leon.

Adán’s sub was about performance. Jesé’s was tactical — Mourinho wanted to shift into high gear.

The 4-3-3 became a 4-4-2.

Lucas Vázquez moved out wide. Leon and Essien anchored the center.

Morata, who had started on the left wing, tucked inside to partner Higuaín up top.

Callejón dropped into right midfield.

With the new shape, Madrid’s defense on the flanks and in midfield instantly became more solid.

More importantly, Leon’s style didn’t clash.

He didn’t hold onto the ball unnecessarily like Jesé did. He moved it fast and simple — quick one-touch passes that injected pace into Madrid’s attack.

Callejón sighed in relief.

Jesé always clogged the right flank, making it a mess for Callejón to operate.

With Leon behind him, Callejón could finally run free.

The revamped Madrid didn’t wait long to punish Valladolid.

Callejón’s aggressive dribble and cutback found a teammate in space — a prime shooting chance.

Too bad it fell to Morata.

The youngster fluffed the shot badly, prompting a collective groan from the Bernabéu crowd.

Leon held back a laugh, patted the blushing Morata on the back, and promised to send him some aerial deliveries instead.

Settling down, Morata nodded.

Madrid kept pressing.

And in the 37th minute, Higuaín finished a low cross from Lucas Vázquez to pull one back!

Madrid had momentum now. Halftime didn’t cool them down.

Seconds into the second half, Leon found Higuaín with a quick lofted pass — a volley forced a brilliant save from Valladolid’s keeper.

The save sparked a counterattack. Valladolid nearly scored again.

Veteran striker Javi Guerra beat the offside trap — but Diego López rushed out and made a massive save.

Marcelo recovered the ball and drove forward, playing it across the pitch.

Everyone expected Leon to play a simple return to Marcelo or dribble up the middle.

Instead, he launched a long, curling pass straight into Valladolid’s box!

Perfectly timed to meet Morata’s run.

Mourinho yelled from the sidelines, ”Use your head!”

He was worried Morata might try another awkward touch.

But the kid rose calmly, met the ball in stride, and headed it into the top corner!

The white tide crashed again. Leon raised his arms and smiled.

Morata roared in celebration at the byline.

That was the equalizer.

Two goals down — now level, and with 30 minutes to go.

Valladolid’s spirit broke.

Madrid kept hammering.

Higuaín completed his brace. Then Ronaldo, subbed on in the 76th minute, scored in the 84th to make it 4–2.

A comeback completed.

Madrid had won Round 34 — not without drama, but with all three points secured.

Three days later, the fully rested first-team would head to Barcelona for the makeup game against Espanyol.

If they won, the league title was theirs — mathematically out of reach for anyone else.

But Barcelona beat them to the punch.

On May 5th, Barça hosted Real Betis… and lost 3–2.

With that result, Madrid — with one game in hand — now held a 10-point lead with only four rounds remaining.

In other words, one more win… and the title was clinched.

All eyes turned to the next match.

Florentino Pérez immediately ordered a preliminary championship celebration to be prepared.

Hotel booked. Party plans underway.

Because after this next match against Espanyol...

Real Madrid were going to celebrate their title.

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