Long Xing raised his eyes and looked at the spinning football, motionless. The moment he was about to get close, he raised his hand and used a trace of spiritual power to stick the ball to his palm. It spun around, but it couldn't fly out of his palm. All his strength They were all removed, and the spiritual power offset the impact of the ball. Catch the ball firmly.
Yan Yu was stunned. The angle of his ball was so tricky and powerful that ordinary goalkeepers couldn't defend it. What's more, it was a one-on-one shot and there was no interference. Long Xing's performance was unexpected and surprising.
Looking at the football that was firmly grasped by Long Xing, Yan Yu was surprised and at the same time ecstatic inside. This Long Xing was an unbreakable gate.
A special training class. Teacher Yan Yu was so tired that he was covered in sweat. Then he saw Long Xing standing there with a confident face. He watched Teacher Yan Yu running with the ball, but his shot was caught by Long Xing calmly and steadily. , the roles have been reversed, it doesn't look like Long Xing is being trained specially, and Long Xing is watching Teacher Yan Yu's performance.
Although he was a little tired, Teacher Yan Yu felt that it was worth it. As long as he taught Long Xing the rules of the game, he would be able to play the role without any training.
Knowing Long Xing's ability to catch the ball and his reaction speed, Teacher Yan Yu is no longer worried. It seems that training twice a week is enough.
Then Teacher Yan Yu shot several more balls in a row, changing different angles and using the maximum strength of his feet. The balls were caught by Long Xing casually. It seemed that where the ball was, Long Xing was waiting there in advance, steadily. If you catch the ball steadily, no matter how hard or fast you catch it, the result will be the same. The ball cannot slip away and can only be stuck in the palm of your hand.
"Long Xing, it's no problem for you to catch the ball. Let's change roles. You shoot and I'll guard the goal."
Teacher Yan Yu wanted to see Long Xing's offensive ability.
Long Xing looked at the sweaty teacher Yan Yu and smiled, "No problem, teacher, you have to be careful, I can't control my strength."
Long Xing stepped on the football and took a breath. Because Long Xing practiced palm skills, apart from strength and speed, everything else under his feet was a blind spot. Generally, the aura of Long Xing's Dantian did not flow to his legs. This was his first time trying to kick. Long Xing didn't have any spiritual power to control the ball, but his legs were strong enough and his eyesight was amazing. The sun condensed and looked at Teacher Yan Yu with a prepared expression. I exerted my strength with my feet and kicked it away. As a result, my kick missed the ball and the ball didn't even touch it. I even kicked my leg on the lawn. "Haha, look at you." Teacher Yan Yu was amused. This does not train the relationship between the feet and the ball, which seems to have disadvantages. The feet are unfamiliar and the ball control rate is low. Although Long Xing has strong legs, he has no spiritual power. The method that moves to the feet is too hard to stick to the ball.
After Long Xing figured this out, he felt relieved. It seemed that in order to move the spiritual power of Dantian to all parts of his body, he really needed appropriate methods and training. I'm going to find Master Leng Yan when I have some time, maybe she has a solution.
Long Xing took another breath and used his strength on his right foot. This time his eyes were focused on the football under his feet. He raised his foot and kicked it out. The football was shot out with great force. Teacher Yan Yu looked at the path of the ball, and threw his hands like footballs. The moment he caught the football, a wave of powerful force carried the football and knocked Teacher Yan Yu backwards several meters before he regained his footing.
Teacher Yan Yu stood firm and looked at his position. This was a direct ball into the net, a super own goal. Although Long Xing did not grasp the angle of the shot well, the ball was shot relatively directly without rotation or tricky angles, but the power was amazing. If he can train a little bit to improve the feeling of touching the ball, no matter how powerful the goalkeeper is, he can The door was blown open.
"Okay! Okay! Okay!" After saying three good words in a row, Teacher Yan Yu's inner joy was beyond words.
Long Xing has also come to understand himself. It seems that through practicing spiritual power, his own strength has increased a lot. If he can use his spiritual power on his legs and feet, he will probably stick to the ball and play whatever he wants. If you shoot at the right time, you can shoot at the right time. Most people can't keep it.
With this idea, Long Xing eagerly wanted to practice the method of gathering and operating spiritual power. He then smiled at Teacher Yan Yu and said, "Teacher Yan Yu will not practice today. I have to go back. I will practice dribbling another day." Bar."
"Okay, I have explained the basic rules of the game to you. There is no problem for you to keep the goal. In terms of offense, you need to practice getting along with the ball. Only when the ball does not leave your feet and your feet do not let go of the ball can you shoot at will. That's it for today. Let’s train again next week.” After saying that, Teacher Yan Yu and Long Xing rushed to the meeting.
After Long Xing returned to school, he went to Master Leng Yan's office to take a look and found that Master Leng Yan had left long ago, so he had to rush home with regrets.
The sun had completely set, and the sunset in the distance was still shining. The beautiful scenery made Long Xing forget his worries.
Jumping all the way, he soon came to the forest mountain where he lived. Yesterday, Long Xing didn't see the little squirrel. Today, he went to the big shirt tree and whistled. After staying there for a while, he still didn't see the little squirrel. Shadow, Long Xing feels different.
I concentrated my eyes and looked up at the top of the tree. I saw that the tree trunk was empty and the little squirrel was not in the cave. "Where can this naughty guy go? Shouldn't he?" With doubts, Long Xing decided to go to the forest to look for the little squirrel.
As he shuttled between the woods, Long Xing opened his eyesight, gathering purple energy, and looked at the trees one by one.
"No, not here either. Where did this guy go?" The place where he usually likes to play has been visited by Long Xing. Look carefully, if there is anything that can't escape Long Xing's spiritual eyes.
Long Xing gradually became worried. It seemed that the little squirrel was in danger or had left the forest, which is not what it should be. This forest is the little squirrel's favorite place. Even if he leaves, he will say goodbye to him.
With anxiety, Long Xing was almost approaching the depths of the forest. There was no light here anymore. The dense forest area had a bit of a spooky feeling. He was about to exit when suddenly a chirping sound came. Long Xing followed the sound. , focused his eyes and looked over, he saw deep in the dense forest, on the top of a tall redwood tree, on the thin branches, a little squirrel tightly grasped the branches and barked in the direction of Long Xing.
Seeing the little squirrel on the branch, Long Xing felt relieved and finally found it. Looking at the bottom of the redwood forest tree again, a sable was staring eagerly at the little squirrel above. It turned out that the little squirrel was chased by the sable and ran to the top of the tree, unable to get down.
The sable is covered in brocade-like purple-brown fur, glowing with oil, and has a huge body. It grabs the tree trunk with its two sharp front paws and stares at the food above with sharp and fierce eyes. But it didn't dare to climb to the top of the branch to catch the squirrel, and the two guys kept doing this.
Judging from the frightened and exhausted look of the little squirrel, he must have been up there for a while. The crumbling branches were blowing in the wind, and the little squirrel might fall off the top of the branches and fall down at any time.
If it really falls, although the little squirrel has a huge tail, it cannot rely on the height of the tree, and its life will not be saved if it falls. But the sable was staring at her on the tree trunk, and the food in the sable's mouth was also coming down the tree trunk.
Seeing that his physical strength was exhausted and his life was on the verge of danger, and seeing Long Xing's arrival, the little squirrel's tense heart finally relaxed, and the savior was here.
Looking at the dangerous little squirrel, Long Xing leaped to the foot of the redwood pine. He looked at the sable on the tree pole and thought. This guy looked fat and strong with gorgeous fur. If he caught it, he could make a scarf. It must be quite warm. Thinking beautifully in my heart, I shouted to the sable on the tree, "Hey! That little purple fat guy, do you want to come down by yourself or should I catch you? Let the little guy up there go quickly, that's my friend." , otherwise I won’t be able to spare you!”
Seeing a young man coming under the tree, disturbing his hunting, Sable turned around and bared his teeth, looking at Long Xing under the tree warily.
