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Starting as a Defensive Midfielder at Real Madrid

Chapter 21: Mourinho’s Real Madrid Sets Sail · Nov 11, 2026

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1 Chapter 1: The Real Madrid Youth Product Set on Being Loaned Out 2026-11-11
2 Chapter 2: What Do You Mean I’m Unlucky? 2026-11-11
3 Chapter 3: Just an Ordinary Defensive Midfielder 2026-11-11
4 Chapter 4: Valerón’s Short Passing Talent Fragment 2026-11-11
5 Chapter 5: That Kid Might Really Start for Real Madrid 2026-11-11
6 Chapter 6: Facing the Future 2026-11-11
7 Chapter 7: A Decade’s Cycle — The Budget Makélélé 2026-11-11
8 Chapter 8: Mourinho’s “Dream Midfield Anchor” 2026-11-11
9 Chapter 9: Rich Rewards from La Liga – System Upgrade 2026-11-11
10 Chapter 10: Grinding and Pay-to-Win—Not the Strongest, Just the Most Durable 2026-11-11
11 Chapter 11: The Rapidly Improving Defensive Grind King 2026-11-11
12 Chapter 12 - 12 2026-11-11
13 Chapter 13: At First, I Refused—But He Spoke So Well 2026-11-11
14 Chapter 14: Don’t Charge Forward, Be the Defensive Grind King 2026-11-11
15 Chapter 15: A Completely Different Second Half—Li Ang’s Impact 2026-11-11
16 Chapter 16: How Could He Not Be Considered a Promising Young Talent? 2026-11-11
17 Chapter 17: If He’s Not a Freak, Then He’s a Prodigy 2026-11-11
18 Chapter 18: From Foe to Friend, Little Lion – The Low-Key, Versatile Prince 2026-11-11
19 Chapter 19: A Tragedy from the Start 2026-11-11
20 Chapter 20: The Ironclad Midfield Trio 2026-11-11
21 Chapter 21: Mourinho’s Real Madrid Sets Sail 2026-11-11
22 Chapter 22: Double Rewards! The Champions League Is the True Path to Wealth 2026-11-11
23 Chapter 23: Boss, Can You Guarantee Me a Starting Spot?【Double-Length Chapter】 2026-11-11
24 Chapter 24: Make the Most of This Time—Time to Grind! 2026-11-11
25 Chapter 25: If I Give Everything in My Prime, I’ll Never Regret It 2026-11-11
26 Chapter 26: As Long As He Hasn’t Left, He’ll Start in the Champions League for Real Madrid 2026-11-11
27 Chapter 27: His Path—The Loneliest, The Most Glorious 2026-11-11
28 Chapter 28: A Breakthrough in Growth 2026-11-11
29 Chapter 29: Li Ang’s “Lucky Record” 2026-11-11
30 Chapter 30: Germany or Italy? 2026-11-11
31 Chapter 31: Alonso’s Displeasure 2026-11-11
32 Chapter 32 - 32 2026-11-11
33 Chapter 33: The Twilight of a Dynasty 2026-11-11
34 Chapter 34: Allegri, Do You Want a Defensive Midfielder or Not? 2026-11-11
35 Chapter 35: Mourinho’s Decision Before Departure 2026-11-11
36 Chapter 36: Allegri’s “Accomplice” Arrives in Milan 2026-11-11
37 Chapter 37: First Day in Milan – Reviewing the First Half of the Season 2026-11-11
38 Chapter 38: Who Says He’s Just a Defensive Midfielder? 2026-11-11
39 Chapter 39: Everybody Loves the Little Lion 2026-11-11
40 Chapter 40: The Superstitious Kid 2026-11-11
41 Chapter 41: The Final Piece of the Championship Puzzle 2026-11-11
42 Chapter 42: We Want the Winter Title 2026-11-11
43 Chapter 43: The Butcher Version of Kaká 2026-11-11
44 Chapter 44: You Can’t Get Past Li Ang, You Can’t Break Milan 2026-11-11
45 Chapter 45: Let Me Show You What “Surprise” Really Means 2026-11-11
46 Chapter 46: If You’ve Got Questions, You Can Ask Me 2026-11-11
47 Chapter 47: Longing from Spain 2026-11-11
48 Chapter 48: Mourinho Was Right 2026-11-11
49 Chapter 49: From Now On, We Won’t Lose Again—Until We Lift the Trophy 2026-11-11
50 Chapter 50: You—Start Practicing Forward Runs 2026-11-11

Li Ang had no idea that Mourinho was placing such high expectations on this newly formed midfield trio.

His goals were still practical and grounded—all he wanted was a solid performance in his first Champions League match.

If Real Madrid could win, that would be the best outcome. He was eager to unlock the Champions League victory reward pack, and more importantly, see how many system points a UCL win would net him.

As long as they won, he’d be satisfied. Whether it was a narrow win or a blowout would depend on whether the forwards were wearing their scoring boots tonight.

And if they didn’t win...

Well, Li Ang preferred not to think about that possibility.

After all, this Ajax side had long fallen from its former European dominance. They hadn’t been the same since their heyday.

While Real Madrid had been mocked in recent years as the ”Round of 16 Kings,” at least they were still regular participants in the Champions League.

Ajax, on the other hand, hadn’t played in the group stage for four straight seasons.

The last time Ajax featured in the Champions League proper was the 2005–06 season, when they reached the Round of 16 before being knocked out by Mancini’s Inter Milan.

That squad had since been dismantled. Most of their key players were long gone.

In other words, Real Madrid—with all its experience—was facing a team that was essentially new to the Champions League.

If they couldn’t win this opener, forget the fans rioting—even the players might not forgive themselves.

So, Li Ang felt no pressure. If the sky fell, he had taller teammates to hold it up. He wasn’t going to stress over facing a few Eredivisie players.

Still, while Li Ang was calm, his midfield partner Xabi Alonso was taking extra care of him in the early minutes of the match.

He limited the number of passes to Li Ang, stayed close to help him defend, and called Khedira over to assist in distributing the ball under Ajax’s pressure.

Alonso, ever the teacher, was being as supportive as possible. Mourinho had no complaints about starting off cautiously.

And when he saw that Li Ang remained steady—no signs of nerves, no unforced errors—Mourinho relaxed and gave a satisfied nod.

He hadn’t blindly trusted Li Ang. The media had raised valid concerns about the pressure of a Champions League debut.

Mourinho had prepared a backup plan. If Li Ang flopped, he’d drop Khedira deeper and use a three-man midfield to stabilize the defense.

If that didn’t work, he’d have Gago or the backup attacking midfielder warm up.

But now?

That backup plan wasn’t needed at all.

Li Ang’s calm and reliable performance reassured Mourinho, Karanka, and the rest of the team.

Alonso gradually handed off more defensive responsibility to Li Ang, freeing himself to focus on ball distribution and picking out forward passes.

Marcelo pushed up with more confidence.

Carvalho became bolder organizing the backline—even newly returned Pepe, watching from nearby, clicked his tongue in admiration.

Pepe hadn’t played with Li Ang in a competitive match before. But seeing how much trust the team had in him, he too began to feel at ease.

And the happiest guy on the pitch?

Khedira.

The man’s week had been a rollercoaster.

After being subbed off at halftime in the last league match, and watching Li Ang perform impressively, Khedira had seriously considered changing his playing style.

Then came Mourinho’s experimental scrimmage.

Khedira had been reborn.

He didn’t have to constantly worry about his defensive positioning anymore. He could focus on what he loved most—making forward runs—and know someone had his back.

It was glorious.

Charging up the midfield with the ball at his feet, Khedira felt like he was back in Stuttgart again.

Mourinho had told him to cover more ground and be careful with his shot selection.

He wasn’t bothered.

After being benched and humbled, Khedira now fully accepted the tactical demands Mourinho placed on him.

And in this new system, free of defensive shackles and eager to prove himself, Khedira began to shine.

His dribbling wasn’t top-tier, his passing wasn’t elite, and his shooting was suspect—but he didn’t take wild shots anymore.

Most importantly, his stamina was outstanding.

He could be everywhere. He could set the tempo. He could support anyone who needed it.

His technical limitations didn’t matter.

Real Madrid’s front line was full of technical wizards. They didn’t need Khedira to weave through defenders.

He just needed to connect plays and support the strikers.

And on defense?

His large-area pressing and coverage slowed down Ajax’s counters significantly.

No, he wasn’t a great tackler. His recovery speed wasn’t impressive either. Just a week ago, that would’ve been a fatal flaw.

But now?

He had Li Ang and Alonso behind him.

Khedira was the first layer of Real Madrid’s midfield filter.

If he could intercept early, great. If not—no big deal.

Li Ang would follow up with aggressive tackles and recovery sprints.

Alonso would fill any gaps that remained.

Together, the three formed a clear, effective, and ruthless ”midfield meat grinder.”

That’s why Li Ang had joked before that they should call themselves the ”Ironclad Trio.”

Were they tough?

Absolutely.

Among all of Europe’s elite clubs, once this trio hit full stride, their defensive capabilities would be terrifying.

Layered structure. Physical dominance. Mobility. Ground tackles. Aerial duels.

Everything was there.

They weren’t flashy in attack, but with Alonso’s surgical long balls, Real Madrid could still counterattack with deadly efficiency.

What would happen when they faced Barcelona’s midfield? That was a problem for another day.

Tonight, Ajax barely lasted 30 minutes before breaking down.

This Real Madrid midfield?

Khedira crashing forward, Alonso pinging passes, Li Ang anchoring from behind…

Add in the blistering pace and technique of Cristiano Ronaldo and Di María on the wings?

Ajax’s defense was in total disarray.

And whenever Ajax finally managed a counter?

They had to first break through Khedira’s high-octane pressing, and then deal with the brick wall of Li Ang and Alonso.

Li Ang, in particular, was driving them mad.

Nineteen years old. Built like a tank. No hesitation, no mercy.

He out-jumped, out-muscled, and out-tackled them at every turn.

And the worst part?

He didn’t care about the pain.

In the first 30 minutes alone, Li Ang recorded four successful one-on-one tackles—sending Ajax’s midfielders into total despair.

Their counterattacks dried up.

Real Madrid seized control.

And though fans expected Ronaldo or Di María to score first, the opening goal came from a different source.

Higuaín.

After ”charging up” for 36 minutes, he finally broke the deadlock with a brilliantly timed off-the-ball run, finishing a perfect through ball from Ronaldo.

”Ronaldo’s through pass! Beautiful run by Higuaín—he’s one-on-one with the keeper—chips it! GOOOAAALLL!!!

Thirty-six minutes into the first half, Real Madrid finally cracks Ajax’s defense!

This new-look Madrid team is simply stunning!”

Commentator Jian Jun could hardly contain his excitement.

This Real Madrid—stronger, more balanced, more reassuring—was starting to show its full potential.

And Li Ang? He was at the heart of it all.

He smiled, high-fived Khedira and Alonso, and once again found himself in the spotlight of the broadcast camera.

No longer just a promising youth.

He now stood beside an in-form Xabi Alonso, an unleashed Khedira, and together they formed a formidable, ironclad midfield.

For Mourinho, this might just be the final piece of the puzzle.

Looking at him and Karanka celebrating together on the sideline, every Real Madrid fan watching had the same thought:

”This is it. Mourinho’s Madrid… has officially set sail.”

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