The template of Madoka Kaname: I rose from adversity to the summit.

Chapter 140 The Second Wave of Missionary Work Begins, the Start of Good Friday for De Jong

Dongqiudi Headlines.

Ten Hag's dangerous substitution nearly caused Ajax to collapse.

Yuan Shen provides another assist to save the day, leading Ajax to their fifth consecutive league victory!

I told you guys long ago, don't praise Ten Hag!

[This is confirmed, it's Teng Hai!]

What about the adjustments made to the previous Champions League matches?

If you ask me, it's because Yuan Shen seized the opportunity himself, and it had absolutely nothing to do with Teng Hai's tactics.

However, there are still some dissenting voices.

[Teng Sheng's instructions definitely had their own purpose.]

If they're not using the league as a training ground, are they going to use the Champions League?

[Five consecutive victories even in training exercises—isn't that all thanks to Teng Sheng?]

Domestic fans have launched a long-term debate surrounding Ten Hag's true abilities.

In contrast, Ajax fans were jubilant.

Titles like "hope for revival," "the chosen one," and "the chosen one" were hurled at Ten Hag.

What does it mean to have something from the very beginning?

Ten Hag has just taken over and achieved an undefeated record, leading the team back to the Champions League.

Ten Hag's greatest achievement was undoubtedly bringing Yuan Meng to Ajax.

Little did they know that the fans' favorite star was tormenting his teammates at that moment.

In the afternoon, the warm sunlight shone down, casting a glow on Yuan Meng's face.

This sacred scene would make anyone who saw it say, "A refined gentleman, gentle and elegant," except for Frenkie de Jong standing in front of him.

De Jong gritted his teeth, wishing he could stab Yuan Meng.

This is outrageous!

How can it happen ten times in a row?

Am I being embarrassed? !

Why would this person want to practice with a mere substitute like myself?

De Jong screamed inwardly: Why are you bullying a 21-year-old veteran like me? Just because you're young doesn't mean you can be superior!

Yuan Meng raised an eyebrow: "Frankie, keep going, don't stop. We should use this precious time to practice."

De Jong picked up the ball: "I'm not practicing anymore, I want to go home!"

Yuan Meng grabbed his shoulder and instantly—unyielding.

"No, think about why you made that mistake in the last game?"

De Jong replied matter-of-factly, "That's because I was at a disadvantage in the fight. If I had stabilized my body, I would definitely have gotten past the second person."

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"That's right!" Yuan Meng clapped her hands. "So you need to practice with me more. Look at my muscles."

Yuan Meng lifted her clothes, revealing her chiseled muscles, which, though not large, exuded a sense of power.

"The gym is just the first step; the key is to use them more." Yuan Meng pointed seriously to her abs and back muscles. "These are the practical muscles I've developed by fighting against those muscle monsters in the Premier League!"

De Rong looked at Yuan Meng's unusual muscles and was somewhat tempted.

Is the gym really not the point?

After a moment's thought, De Jong compromised.

"Okay, then let's practice for another half hour."

Yuan Meng breathed a sigh of relief, finally managing to fool them.

How could he possibly develop such muscles on the court? This is all the result of the system's power breakthrough.

There are also aftereffects; his appetite has increased, and he feels hungry from time to time.

These are minor issues; he eats six meals a day anyway, so he can barely manage.

Muscles collided constantly as De Jong struggled to protect the ball under Yuan Meng's pressure. Relying on his excellent ball control, he was always able to make some moves to get rid of opponents, much like an attacking midfielder.

This is why Yuan Meng chose De Jong as his second missionary target.

He wants to find a future model for De Jong as soon as possible, to improve his ball control and protection to the extreme, and reduce the probability of losing possession.

This can effectively reduce the defensive pressure on the team.

Being forced to pass back and losing possession directly are two different things, and the counter-attack space they leave for the opponent is also completely different.

Ajax's biggest weakness right now is their vulnerability to quick counter-attacks.

"Frankie, be tougher, lower your center of gravity!" Yuan Meng instructed while pressing, remembering how defensive midfielders in the Premier League win the ball.

Snapped!

De Jong couldn't hold on any longer and lost possession.

The two sides switched positions, with Yuan Meng dribbling the ball and De Jong defending.

De Jong immediately stuck close to Yuan Meng; this was his summary of the experience.

If Yuan Meng gets close to a player, they will be hit with a shoulder bump. Most players simply cannot withstand this, because Yuan Meng has an excellent sense of balance and can barely protect the ball even if she stumbles.

But once the defender takes that hit, they'll have to rely on explosive power to catch up.

If you want to rely on explosive power, then you need to bring Mbappe over.

Of course, Mbappe isn't good at defense.

Yuan Meng was pleased to see that De Rong was learning very quickly, so he sped up his movements, trying to unleash De Rong's potential.

He stuck close to De Jong, spun the ball back, and leaned back.

The 82-kilogram body pressed directly onto De Jong's shoulders.

"F*ck, monster!" De Jong gritted his teeth and persisted while stealing the ball.

Unexpectedly, Yuan Meng suddenly swerved sideways and easily passed De Rong.

With his immense strength and agile turning ability, De Jong simply couldn't defend against such a confrontation.

"Not bad, you've improved!" Yuan Meng gave a thumbs up. "Now you can force me to go around your defense; I couldn't even withstand the first touch just now."

De Jong gasped for breath: "Of course, I'm almost getting used to it."

Yuan Meng walked to the sidelines, checked her watch, and turned to De Jong, saying, "That's enough for today. You'll definitely be starting in the next game. Go take a shower and get some treatment."

De Jong wiped his sweat, surprisingly feeling that he hadn't had enough and wanted to practice a little longer.

Yuan Meng refused outright, saying that continuing to train would easily lead to injury, and that De Jong's current physique was still a bit too thin and needed to be strengthened through strength training.

In the locker room.

While taking a shower, De Jong reflected on the training session he had just completed. He felt that he was making rapid progress, and that Yuan Meng was pushing him to be faster and more precise in every movement, otherwise he would never be able to catch up with her.

It's like there's bait in front of you, and before you know it, you've taken a big step forward.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel a sense of gratitude.

"That's right, even Klass (Hentelaar) speaks highly of Yuan. Training with him will definitely help him improve!"

De Jong has already decided that he will consult Yuan Meng when he has time.

Meanwhile, Yuan Meng was having a meal in the cafeteria when she suddenly received a notification sound.

[Missionary Target: Frenkie de Jong]

[The results of the first training session were phenomenal!]

[Faith Value Increase x2]

Current Faith Value: 82

If Yuan Meng remembers correctly, it was 52 before, and it has suddenly increased by 30 points.

Holy crap, De Jong is addicted to being humiliated!

Good, good, these young players all have great potential.

Dutch Cup, first round.

Ajax fielded almost an entirely reserve squad against Szewenigen, a team from the lower leagues.

Yuan Meng watched with great satisfaction from the bench.

De Jong began to frequently utilize his body, dominating the midfield and sending out numerous through balls.

Dolberg transforms into a cold-blooded killer, achieving a hat trick.

Yuan Meng felt a sense of joy, as if his own apprentice had finally figured things out. The special training was very effective; Dolberg's finishing was becoming increasingly composed, and De Jong's ball control and protection were becoming more and more mature.

If only the opponent were stronger, it would have been better, but unfortunately there was no challenge, and Yuan Mengmei had a good rest for the whole match.

Ajax ultimately defeated Scudvigen 5-1, securing their first victory in the Dutch Cup.

Click, click!

"Coach Ten Hag, congratulations on your seven-game winning streak across all competitions. Do you think this momentum can continue?"

Ten Hag looked serious: "I am very dissatisfied with the team's performance."

The reporter was taken aback and pressed for an answer: "Why?"

Ten Hag held up one finger: "We conceded a goal to a semi-professional team. Do you know what that goal means?"

The reporter shook his head.

"Südwegen is a third-tier team, yet they managed to score a goal against us. Against Eredivisie teams, a poor performance could result in us conceding three goals!"

"This...that's not right, you can't calculate it like that," the reporter stammered.

Ten Hag shook his finger: "You have to trust the professional coach's judgment. In short, this performance is unacceptable, and we need to continue to improve."

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