Chapter 9: Bayern's Super Genius?

The calm and monotonous days passed quickly for Li Kang.

Every day, he rigorously followed his training schedule, which had been improved twice by Hafetz's private coach and Leverkusen's fitness trainer. Even the recipes he followed were specially tailored by the club.

In a sense, his recent life was very "scientific."

For over a month, Li Kang had seen significant improvements in several attributes due to the "Destructive Midfielder" template enhancements. However, once an attribute value exceeded 70, the rate of improvement slowed significantly. For example, his stamina had only increased slightly after half a month of training.

Even his training schedule was strictly monitored. Even the security guards in the first-team dormitory area kept a close eye on him, and they would intervene if he trained for too long.

Before they knew it, the day of the German youth league match against Bayern Munich arrived. Li Kang and his teammates boarded a plane and headed to Munich, the capital of Bavaria, which was 600 kilometers away.

They were about to challenge the youth team of Bayern Munich, the reigning champions of the German youth league. Unlike clubs like Schalke 04, which were responsible for producing young talents, Bayern Munich's youth team practically had the entire country's young talents under their wing. Each year, the champions of the German youth league were usually produced by these two teams.

On the plane, Top, with a worried expression, couldn't stop twisting a bottle of mineral water.

Playing against Mainz was one thing, but facing Bayern was a different story. Bayern's super prodigy, Kurt, far exceeded the level of the youth team and had already been registered in the Champions League squad of the first team.

Yes, Kurt and Li Kang's situations were almost identical. They would train with the youth team for two months and then return to the first team at the start of the new season. But there was a difference; Bayern's super genius had attracted the attention of several Premier League giants two years ago. Smack! The bottle of mineral water was squeezed out of shape.

The assistant coach shook his head and said in a low voice, "Coach, losing to Bayern's youth team is nothing to be ashamed of. They are the reigning champions of the youth Champions League."

Top slammed his hand on the table. "Shut up! I won't lose to that kid Ogen Taler!"

Bayern Munich's club.

Säbener training ground.

The football star Kurt, who was 1.76 meters tall, entered a meeting room. Despite his seemingly thin and weak figure, he hid incredibly powerful muscles. Especially his left foot, with its perfect curves, looked like a gift from God. Coupled with his handsome and confident face, many fans believed that this young man would have become a superstar even if he didn't play football.

Recently, Kurt had made a decision. He had changed his agent for a simple reason: he had come from Mainz's youth academy and should have been able to part ways amicably with the club. However, the stupid agent had constantly meddled, trying to get more significant benefits. If it weren't for that, Kurt, an 18-year-old, would have already been making a name for himself in the Premier League.

His agent was infuriating, and so was Kurt.

Kurt was interested in the agent's handling of transfers and commercial deals, thinking that Bayern was just the starting point of his career. A moment later, the two completed the signing. The agent, Mino Raiola, extended his hand with a smile, "My little genius, I will make you..."

Kurt quickly interrupted, "Mr. Mino, the match is about to start, and I need to warm up."

They didn't shake hands. Afterward, Kurt walked away, and the agent's assistant was about to take a photo of the two. He couldn't help but grumble, "Boss, this guy is too arrogant! Does he think he's Mario Balotelli?"

Mino Raiola smiled and replied, "It's normal for super geniuses like him to be a little arrogant, like a wild colt that's not easily tamed. By the way, don't mention that idiot Balotelli to me again! He's caused trouble for me again!"

"The match? Bayern Munich's youth team is playing against Leverkusen today!"

"Let's go see how our Kurt creates another spectacle!"

The small, overweight agent, Mino Raiola, walked out of the meeting room, his big belly jiggling.

At the BayArena stadium, the stands were packed to capacity. The attendance for Bayern's youth team matches was not lower than that of any top European league's matches. Journalists from multiple TV stations were also present.

Nobody cared about Leverkusen or Mainz's youth academies, but it was different for Bayern and Schalke 04. When La Masia and Ajax had fallen from grace, these two clubs' youth academies had become the hottest topic during the European offseason.

From the stands, the Bayern fans erupted with excitement as their young talents warmed up on the field. They chanted, "Sinan! Sinan!" with pride in their voices. It was as if this superstar had come straight out of their youth academy.

Reus didn't want to join Bayern? No problem. Kurt was our Reus! In the last round, when they faced Hoffenheim's youth team, Kurt displayed a brilliant performance, scoring six goals on his own. He left everyone in awe.

Nobody would doubt the outcome of today's match. Leverkusen's youth team? They were just a background for Kurt!

For Bayern's fans, the difference in strength between the two teams was as vast as the Mariana Trench. In the Dragon Country's live broadcast room, the young broadcaster was filled with excitement, rubbing his hands together.

"Brothers, is the signal clear enough today? The match is about to begin! Let's go! Leverkusen's youth team! Steady!"

"Did you see the starting lineup? Li Kang is starting!"

"Is Bayern going to slaughter Leverkusen? Don't believe those chaotic pre-match predictions. Trust me!"

"Why isn't there a single Leverkusen fan in the stadium? It's normal. If you lived in North Rhine, would you buy a ticket for a youth team match in Munich for thousands of euros?"