"The basics of stopping the ball and the player-level skills will allow you to have a professional level of stopping the ball."
"The basics of tackling and player-level skills will allow you to have a professional-level tackling level."
Lu Yang looked at the harvest just now and thought about it. It seems that he can get rewards from the system for many things he has done. This is a system with a very high degree of freedom, which is great.
Another way of thinking, after conceding two goals, I gained two skills. Then wouldn’t it be wrong if I conceded more goals...
Ahem, say no to match-fixing and be happy for you and me.
"I now believe you are playing as a central defender." Manero and Lu Yang stood together, preparing to serve.
"Why, is it because I showed superb defensive skills just now?" Lu Yang asked.
"No." Manero smiled slightly, "But the way you tried to ward off the spirit of football with your face just now reminded me of Milan's iron-blooded centre-back."
Three of Milan's four butchers have retired, but the youngest is still playing football and is a great central defender.
Any player who can let Manero compare himself with others will only be happy.
Lu Yang is no exception.
But this time Lu Yang did not receive any more rewards from the system.
"They are already tired." Manero looked at Lu Yang and said, "Do you understand what I mean?"
Lu Yang nodded and said, "And I'm just warming up."
After the start of the second half, Manero obviously increased his passes to Lu Yang.
Although the Butchers blocked him again and again, they soon discovered that this was a conspiracy.
Young people have far better physical strength than they do.
Although Lu Yang's speed is not too fast, he is not very slow either. His repeated attacks have taxed the Butchers' defense.
You must know that under the control of Manero, the Butchers pressed relatively forward, and Lu Yang had enough distance to sprint.
But you can't do it without pressing past, otherwise Manero will have enough opportunities to make the Butchers regret it. The Star Arrows' first goal in the first half came from Manero's tearing and scalpel pass.
The hard work paid off, and in the 78th minute, Lu Yang finally got an excellent opportunity.
Manero seized the opportunity and sent a long pass over the top, directly over the entire back line of the Butchers.
Although Lu Yang did not fight offside, he completely relied on physical strength and speed to eat up the Butchers' defense and rushed to a position three meters outside the penalty area.
He's about to go it alone!
boom!
A flying shovel struck.
He touched the ball first and then knocked down Lu Yang.
It's Sotu!
He brought down Lu Yang and completed a thrilling defense.
Beep!
The referee blew the whistle and showed Sotu a yellow card because Sotu's tackle from behind was a dangerous move.
Suotu did not argue. He recognized the referee's decision and pulled Lu Yang up.
In fact, when Lu Yang fell to the ground, Suo Tu, who was underneath Lu Yang, took protective measures to catch Lu Yang to prevent Lu Yang from getting injured due to the fall.
Beneath his ferocious mask is a sincere heart for football.
As we all know, Sotu, a bad guy on the court, is never vicious outside the court, which is in inverse proportion to many honest people on the court.
Wow!
The audience burst into applause.
It’s for Suo Tu’s sportsmanship and for Lu Yang’s hard work.
boom!
Maniero made it in one fell swoop, hitting the free kick wherever he pointed, directly over the wall and into the dead center of the goal.
The Star Arrows equalized again!
Sotu and Manero both passed and shot!
After Manero scored, he rushed directly to Lu Yang and hugged Lu Yang to celebrate together.
The big screen was shown to Lu Yang, and the cheers on the scene became even more enthusiastic.
"Did you see, this is my buddy, we are all Sanremo's youth training players!" Lu Yang's good friend Molic, a big boy from Croatia, was very excited.
"He's your buddy? He's really good. Although his skills are not good, he keeps running. He works hard!"
"Yeah, you could tell he was tired, but he kept at it."
"He deserves a lot of credit for this goal."
"He also gave Sotu a yellow card, and the subsequent defensive pressure was greatly reduced."
"Sanremo? Is this a Serie B or Serie C team?"
"Um...we are concerned about Yi Ding now."
"Let me take a look...Oh, how unfortunate it is that you are in the relegation zone now?"
"That was played by the first team. Our youth training players are actually very good." Moric blushed.
"For example, Lu Yang? Maybe Sanremo should let Lu Yang give it a try. He is a center, right?"
"Uh, um, uh... he's our central defender." Moric's face turned even redder.
He wanted to find a crack in the ground and crawl into it.
At the same time, Manero and Sotu were also talking to Lu Yang on the court.
After all, it was just a celebrity exhibition match, not a real mortal enemy. Many stars on the court would hang out and chat whenever they had the chance.
"You should have been more decisive just now and shot directly. In a real game, it is difficult to have an absolute chance of shooting. Lu, you play football, right? You look calm on the court, you don't look like an ordinary fan." After Sotu finished speaking, he looked at Manero.
Manero nodded and said: "You should indeed shoot. But Lu has performed very well. You must know that he plays as a central defender in the team."
"What? Really a center back? Hahaha!" Sotu laughed mercilessly. "Which person with cerebral palsy would let a guy who is 1.78 meters tall, not strong, and not very fast play as a center back?"
"I admit that I just praised your defense, but that was from the perspective of a center. If a center back's defense is like yours, then that team will be beaten by someone in half a season. Blast in at least thirty-five!"
"It's a pretty accurate guess. Our team conceded a total of forty-six goals in the first half of the season." As a central defender, Lu Yang is very concerned about the performance of the first team's defense and has all kinds of data at his fingertips.
"Hahaha!" Suotu laughed wildly again, even bending over with laughter.
Seeing Suotu's wanton and arrogant ridicule, Lu Yang and Manero looked at each other. They both wanted to tell Suotu, friend, you will soon be the one with cerebral palsy. Forty-six goals conceded in half a season, are you ready to tremble?
But they held back.
Because sometimes, only the cruelty discovered by oneself is truly cruel.
…
The ninety minutes of game time passed quickly.
The Butchers began to retreat into their own half and stopped attacking.
One is because they lack an offensive core as strong and excellent as Manero.
Sotu can't do embroidery.
The second reason is that sweeping the defense requires a lot of physical energy, and the traditional pass-and-control play is relatively energy-saving.
Sotu is getting old, and his sweeping area was significantly reduced in the second half. Manero was liberated as a result and began to control the ball and control the situation.
The third one is Sotu's yellow card.
The fourth is that, as an exhibition match, the score of two to two is perfect, and no one will lose face. It's not a real life-and-death contest, so why bother fighting until the last minute?
Soon, one minute of the three minutes of stoppage time had passed.
At this time, Manero met Lu Yang, who took the initiative to return to the midfield to assist.
"You know, in my fights with Sotu, I almost always won. Even in the most miserable years when he was blocked by him, I never lost." Manero said, "But at the end of my career Sotu beat me in one game.”
Lu Yang looked at Manero and understood what he meant: "Do you want to win it back?"
Manero nodded and said: "If you can help me win this game, I will convince Sotu to let you enter the first team to participate in official games! Only those who have participated in real games can be called professional players. !”
Lu Yang's pupils shrank.
He was moved.
Although there is no recommendation from Manero, he is sure to be promoted to the first team next season. After all, after being tested in a game, he has a certain understanding of his God's perspective, basic coordination in the backcourt, basics of stopping the ball, basics of attacking, etc.
Master these things, and he will soon be able to become a rock-solid rising star central defender.
There's no reason why he can't be kicked out.
Even though he is slightly shorter in height, as a full-back and defensive midfielder, he should have a foothold in Sanremo.
But if he could enter the first team in the second half of the season, why didn't Lu Yang try for it?
"That's what you said!" Lu Yang winked at Manero, and then motioned for Manero to kick the football over.
Manero's eyes indicated, are you sure?
There is someone behind you!
Lu Yang also signaled with his eyes, feel free to pass it on.
It was said late and then quickly, with a click.
The Messi moment card in Lu Yang's mind suddenly shattered.
In an instant, a wave of power poured into Lu Yang's body, and he had unprecedented control over his body.
Not only his body, but even the football that was about to roll over seemed to have become a part of his body.
At the same time, Lu Yang also knew which of Messi's classic moments the moment card he got was.
In the early morning of September 24, 2018, Barcelona VS Girona!
"Have you heard of Messi?" Lu Yang asked.
Manero had a question mark on his face, what about Messi? Is there such a figure in football?
He shook his head.
"Then you have to watch it clearly, because next time, it's Messi's performance time!" After Lu Yang finished speaking, he raised his heel and knocked it.
The football passed between the legs of Sotu, who was coming from behind.
At the same time, Lu Yang turned around and ran away from Suotu.
Wear your crotch and turn around!
"Fake! This kid can really see behind him!" Suotu cursed angrily and hurriedly chased after him.
Because of his loss of position, the Butchers' midfield was directly empty.
Lu Yang drove straight in and soon arrived at the top right front of the arc in the penalty area.
In this position, the defender would not dare to make a tackle at will.
"He can shoot with his left foot!"
Sotu reminded his teammates from behind.
At the same time, Lu Yang's dribbling rhythm quickly dropped.
His dribbling was not good. He used to dribble the ball wide open and close, kicking the ball far away and then chasing it. There was no technical content.
So when he slows down, it can only mean one thing.
He can shoot!
Suotu now regrets his previous teachings to Lu Yang, why he asked him to shoot decisively.
With Lu Yang's level, if he takes two more strikes, the football will be lost.
The Butchers' left back made a quick decision and lay down, ready to block the shot.
This is the professional quality of an excellent defender. Even if he has retired long ago, when faced with the opponent's shot, his first choice is always to block the muzzle of the gun with his body.
pe……
The bang everyone expected didn't happen.
Because...Lu Yang didn't shoot!
He was just dribbling laterally, looking for opportunities to shoot.
His slowing down only changed the rhythm of dribbling, from wide open and wide to tight dribbling, one step at a time.
He can touch the ball with every step he takes, but not necessarily with every step he takes.
This weird rhythm of dribbling makes defensive players nervous.
Is this a master?
Close to the top of the arc.
Lu Yang's shoulders suddenly sank, and his steps became slightly longer.
This is also one of the foreshadowing actions before shooting.
Top central defenders can even judge whether you are really going to shoot by the swing of your arms, shoulders, and legs.
In the eyes of the Butchers' left center back, Lu Yang must shoot.
He also fell to the ground instantly, preparing to block the shot.
But soon, the same thing happened again.
Lu Yang still did not choose to shoot. He faked the shot and continued dribbling horizontally. He had dribbled the ball from the right side of the top of the arc in the penalty area, passed horizontally through the middle of the top of the arc, and headed towards the left side of the top of the arc.
At this moment, Lu Yang only had the last central defender left in front of him.
He lifted his feet.
The opponent fell to the ground instantly again and continued to block.
Everyone felt quite sorry.
He deceived two defensive players in a row, but unfortunately... there were two again and again, not three and four.
This shot should be blocked.
Only Manero's eyes were shining with light.
He still remembered Lu Yang's obedient student appearance when he was teaching.
But this kid didn't give up his own way of playing just because he was a football legend. He had his own ideas, which is very important.
At the same time, the dribbling talent he showed at this moment is something that any attacker dreams of...absolute ball touch.
"Is there really anyone who can play like this? Messi? He looks very strong!" Manero murmured to himself, "It's time."
Just after Manero finished speaking, Lu Yang once again faked a shot and passed the defensive area of the lying defender. At this moment, he was on the left side of the top of the penalty area, facing the goalkeeper. No one around him could stop him. .
Lu Yang raised his leg and hit the ball very quickly.
The Butchers' right back rushes outside to track back.
Suotu flew behind Lu Yang and made a sliding tackle.
The goalkeeper pounced towards the near corner, because the probability of Lu Yang shooting into the near corner was too high, and the angle of the near corner was very large.
As for the far corner, to be honest, it's not that the goalkeeper looks down on Lu Yang's shooting skills, but that if many forwards from big Serie A teams shoot from this angle, they may not be able to score.
The most important thing is... this rookie's eyes are looking towards the near corner of the goal.
Bang!
The football that had been suppressed three times finally flew out.
Afterwards, Lu Yang was hit by Suo Tu and lost his balance in mid-air.
But the football had already flown out five centimeters away from Sotu's toes. Under the astonished and frightened eyes of the goalkeeper, it shot straight into the far corner of the goal, hit the inside of the goal post, rolled into the net, and set off a white wave.
"Lu Yang, GOAL!"
"Goal, goal, goal! Who can believe it! Lu Yang actually killed the game! He killed the Butchers! He killed Sotu!"
"Is this really just a lucky spectator? Why do I think Manero is the luckiest man in the world today? He completed the redemption of football and defeated the man who gave him his last defeat in his retirement game. Sotu.”
"Oh my God! He kicked the ball through the crotch and passed by Sotu. How dare he do that? That was Sotu!"
"It's as if he has eyes on the back of his head. This is the trap this young man has prepared for Sotu."
"The dribbling with a changing rhythm directly knocked down the left back of the Butchers. A shot seemed like a dribble, and then knocked down the left center back. Another fake shot knocked down the right center back. Finally, Sotu rushed back to defend against the flying tackle. Before, I deceived the goalkeeper with my eyes and pushed into the far corner of the goal to score!”
"This is definitely a professional-level performance! No, no, no, even in the professional arena, this is a goal that is astonishing!"
"This is a dribbling and shooting that I have never seen in my twenty-year career as a football commentator. He was like an emotionless woodcutter. Wherever he passed, opposing players were chopped down."
"Is this cutting down a tree or shooting a goal! This is the best response to Suotu who tackled himself before! You tackled me alone, and I cut down your entire back line!"
"This is not playing football at all, this is simply a crime!"
"Let us chant his name together, Yang..."
Thousands of people in the audience shouted: "Lu!"
