Master Tutoring Class

Chapter 150 A Ghostly Encounter (Third Update)

Simulated course.

"Red Devils spirit! Red Devils spirit! You keep saying it, but you won't even tell me what it is?"

"I avoided contact and kept possession of the ball, and he said I didn't have the Red Devils spirit!"

"I actively sought confrontation and got knocked away, and he even said I didn't have the Red Devils spirit!"

"So, what exactly is this Red Devils spirit?"

Wei Lai sat on the ground, complaining incessantly.

Clearly, he is quite resentful right now.

"You old fogey! You stubborn old man!" Wei Lai was furious. "You insist on making people experience it firsthand. How am I supposed to understand? Don't you know how to talk? Just tell me with words! People with mouths are there to communicate!"

The popular coach was all smiles. He watched Wei Lai keep making sarcastic remarks and laughed so hard he almost couldn't stand up straight.

Give me lots of feedback! I love hearing it!

"Do you know what the Red Devils spirit is?" Wei Lai asked the popular coach.

The popular coach stopped smiling and nodded; "Of course!"

"Huh?" Wei Lai immediately leaned over.

The popular coach stroked his chin thoughtfully; "Do you know the concept?"

"Concept?" Wei Lai blinked. "Are you playing abstract games with me?"

"No, no, no!" The popular coach waved his hand: "That is indeed a macro concept!"

"The so-called Red Devils spirit doesn't refer to any specific thing; it depends on the individual's understanding. It varies from person to person. It can be an indomitable will, a burning fighting spirit, a desire for victory, a greed for championships, an obsession with breaking limits, and so on. All of these can be called the Red Devils spirit!"

"The important thing," the popular coach said, "is, "what do you think it is!"

Wei Lai blinked.

"It's a bastard! If I knew that, would I be asking you?"

Wei Lai: "So, what is your Red Devils spirit?"

"Success!" the popular coach said succinctly; "The ambition to succeed!"

Wei Lai gave a thumbs up: "That's abstract enough!"

Wei Lai patted his bottom and got up.

If you can't figure it out, just stop thinking about it. Anyway, the course continues, and you'll figure it out someday.

"Is it time to start training?"

The popular coach looked at Wei Lai; "I remember you still have some training spots."

Wei Lai nodded; "That's right, but I don't plan to use it on the trial card."

"Why?" the popular coach asked, puzzled.

Wei Lai turned his head: "I need to save up training points to start new courses!"

The popular coach looked at Wei Lai; "Then should I postpone my lessons?"

Wei Lai looked at the other person, a slight smile playing on his lips.

He pushed the ball forward a short distance, then followed up with his whole body, swinging his left arm high and striking the ball hard with his right foot.

Under the astonished gaze of the popular coach, the ball flew forward with a strong spin.

"The first shot!"

"the second!"

"The third one! Falling!"

boom!
The ball landed precisely within two meters of the marked point.

"I've been able to keep the error within 2.5 meters, and most of the time it's within 2 meters."

"I feel," Wei Lai turned his head and smiled, "that I can take the graduation exam!"

In the early morning, a ray of sunlight shone through the curtains into the dormitory.

Wei Lai lay on the bed, his eyes trembling slightly before slowly opening.

"Forehead"

Wei Lai let out a painful groan and rubbed his temples with his right hand.

"David Beckham!"

This is the name of a popular coach and a legendary British player who plays for the Spanish powerhouse Real Madrid.

"This is the most disgusting graduation exam ever!"

Wei Lai couldn't help but complain.

The graduation assessment was very simple; he only needed to kick a perfect crescent moon kick to complete the assessment.

After completing the assessment, there is an additional component: experiencing the 'La Liga El Clásico'.

Driven by curiosity, Wei Lai clicked on it without hesitation.

Then he turned into a 'dog'.

Dog being walked!

Barcelona is known for its fast and efficient style of play, with an incredibly smooth passing and control rhythm. Wei Lai couldn't react at all and stood there dumbfounded for a long time.

Then, a guy wearing a red and blue striped jersey and with a ponytail started making fun of himself.

That's right! It's just playing around!
That guy plays football like he's dancing. Wei Lai previously thought Xiang Ming was an elf, but compared to that guy, Xiang Ming was as stiff as a puppet.

The key point is that this guy didn't just go through it once, but several times.

By the time Wei Lai reacted and turned around, the guy suddenly flicked the ball through his legs.

Wei Lai turned around, and this guy pulled the ball in a V-shape, then nutmegged it again.

He couldn't even touch the ball!
After a series of playful maneuvers, Wei Lai was brought to red-hot status and delivered a flying tackle.

What's even more infuriating is that that bastard could dodge a flying tackle!
"Forget it! Forget it!" Wei Lai rubbed his temples; "I don't want to think about these things anymore, the assessment is over after all."

Thinking of this, Wei Lai took a deep breath, feeling invigorated.

He has acquired an amazing talent!
[Absolute spatial three-dimensionality]

Previously, when Wei Lai passed the ball, he would roughly estimate a position before passing it.

But it's different now.

The overall design has become much more detailed.

For example, the landing point can be further refined, specifying the arc to be drawn and where to turn, etc.
Wei Lai can even predict his teammates' running landing point a few seconds later, giving them a precise lead time.

All of these will greatly enhance his Crescent Moon Blade.

"Find someone to try!"

Morning at the base canteen.

Wei Lai walked in with a tray and saw that Jersey was already sitting there.

"Hey!"

Wei Lai smiled and went over to greet him.

"Good morning!" Jersey looked at Wei Lai and smiled; "It seems you've solved the problem."

Wei Lai shrugged: "That's right, I feel great right now!"

"congratulations!"

Wei Lai looked at Jersey: "After dinner, can you train with me for a bit? Can you catch a few balls from me?"

Jersey nodded; “No problem, I don’t have anything planned for this morning.”

"It's settled!" Wei Lai happily went to get his food.

In the morning, Wei Lai pulled a ball out of the equipment room and placed it directly near the right sideline.

Jersey stood on the left.

"You run forward, I'll pass it to you!"

Wei Lai roared from a distance.

Jersey gave a thumbs up and then symbolically ran two steps forward.

At the other end, Wei Lai swung his arm wide and slammed it towards the ball.

boom!
"Wow!"

Jersey couldn't help but marvel at the curve; no matter how many times he saw it, he couldn't help but admire it.

Judging the landing point, Jersey quickly ran two steps forward and jumped lightly.

The ball dipped sharply, allowing Jersey to control it smoothly.

"great!"

Jersey stopped the ball and gave Wei Lai a thumbs up.

Wei Lai shouted again, "This time... sprint with all your might!"

Jersey paused for a moment; "Then I can't guarantee the landing point!"

Wei Lai patted his chest and said, "I'll pass the ball to you!"

"what?"

Jersey was astonished.

Pass it to my feet?

Did you put a tracker on my foot?
However, Jersey did as instructed.

The moment Jersey suddenly started moving, Wei Lai's eyes were fixed on him. He looked at the area in front of Jersey and suddenly found a certain space.

"here!"

Wei Lai suddenly swung his right leg and kicked out.

Jersey sprinted down the left flank, and just as he was about to reach the acute corner of the penalty area, he immediately looked up.

He saw the ball flying straight toward him, instinctively stretched out his leg to control it, and smoothly charged into the penalty area.

"WTF?"

Jersey stopped in his tracks, staring in astonishment at Wei Lai in the distance.

Did this guy really install a tracker on me?

How did he find such a precise lead time?

They were clearly aiming for my left leg!
"What the hell!"

(End of this chapter)