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

Chapter 81 My Old Trade (Ten Updates)

In addition to resuming training, Yuan Meng accompanied Vardy fishing for three days, but they were unsuccessful every time.

He even negotiated with the system to change "burst of fish" to "burst of fish in the box," which would require fewer fish.

Forget about bursting the water tank, it can't even fill half of it.

Hey Vardy, where's your skill?

If fishing were even a tenth as good as playing football, I would have mastered the skill long ago!

Fortunately, Yuan Meng wasn't in a hurry. Vardy's skill was just icing on the cake, and she could slowly figure out a solution.

After a week, Yuan Meng's accumulated fatigue had almost completely dissipated, and the minor injury on her leg had also healed, so it didn't affect her playing football at all.

Next match, an away game against Swansea City.

The Liberty Stadium exudes a classic English style, with a gentle sea breeze carrying a faint salty scent in the air.

Yuan Meng walked down the players' tunnel, in a good mood.

Finally, a relegation-threatened team has arrived, even worse than Leicester City. We can relax now.

But when his eyes met those of the Swansea players, that mindset vanished.

That's the look of a madman.

This was the first time Yuan Meng had seen such a look in someone's eyes. He suddenly remembered that the season was almost over.

Swansea, with only 19 points to their name, are going to have to fight hard.

When Swansea manager Clement came to the sidelines and shook hands with Ranieri, you could see the relentless look in his eyes.

As a head coach, if the team is relegated, he will be labeled as incompetent.

As a player, what happens to your future if your team is relegated, not to mention the reduction in salary and benefits?

With his wife and kids at home waiting for him to eat, there are always times when a man has no choice but to push himself.

Yuan Meng looked at the players opposite her, closed her eyes and took a deep breath. When she opened her eyes, all that remained was focus and wildness.

"Holy crap, this director is a pro."

"Look at Yuan Shen, he instantly switched to battle mode!"

[Hey Xie, did you forget something?]

Don't forget you betrayed Yuan Shen!

"Oh! Right!"

"To prove my loyalty and devotion to God Yuan, I will now begin to recite the prayer."

"Yuan Shen is my father — +99."

After the agreed-upon hundred prayers were recited, the fans let Xie An off the hook, and the match quietly began.

Yuan Meng was enjoying herself, while the opposing full-back, Olson, kept putting pressure on her.

Unfortunately, Yuan Meng was a cut above the rest!

With a smooth fritter-like motion followed by a push-off, Yuan Meng had already passed Olson and arrived at the right side of the arc.

At this moment, Swansea's defensive midfielder and center-back closed the goal together!

Damn, they've practiced!

The two closed the door with incredible speed, having already planned their attack on Yuan Meng.

This was a defensive tactic that Clement had set up before the game.

"It's rare to see Yuan Shen lose the ball in the attacking third."

"His ball control is so skillful, how could he have succumbed to that?!"

Clement immediately clapped.

"Yes, keep a close eye on number 16!"

Don't give him space!

His use of a 4-3-3 formation with two defensive midfielders in this match was to strengthen the defense in the backfield.

Swansea are no longer obsessed with their past possession-based style of play.

Pragmatic, defensive, and counter-attacking!

This is the new Swansea; Clement has completed the team's transformation.

The team's only star midfielder, Sigurdsson, was moved up to the left winger position to make the counter-attacks more effective and to add a defensive midfielder to the midfield.

Ball control?

It's just a burden!

Seeing Yuan Meng struggling, Drinking Water Bro immediately came to her aid, and the two of them pressed each other in an attempt to regain possession of the ball.

Unexpectedly, Swansea didn't control the ball at all. After intercepting the ball, defensive midfielder Carroll immediately passed it to Jack Cork.

Snapped!

A long pass flew towards the front, its target being the team's star player—Sigurdsson.

This player has already contributed 6 goals and 9 assists this season, all as a midfielder.

He is the embodiment of the Swansea system!

Leicester City had a plan to counter him. Simpson quickly intercepted him head-on, Morgan pulled out from the penalty area to block the inside cut-in route, and Ndidi dropped back to the center-back position.

The situation on the field can change in an instant. Sigurdsson played a pass, and the ball went past Morgan.

Snapped!

"Endidi is awesome!"

"I almost conceded a goal kick; where's my nitroglycerin?"

Ranieri looked grim and shouted at the field.

"Yuan, hurry up and chase back! You don't need to be too far forward this time!"

no problem!

Yuan Menggan returned to his old ways, frequently retreating to entangle Sigurdsson.

The effect was obvious; Leicester City's defense immediately stabilized.

Clement bit his finger, narrowed his eyes, and immediately began to adjust his tactics.

Left-back Olsson made a run forward to assist Sigurdsson in breaking the deadlock.

A glint of light flashed in Yuan Meng's eyes.

Swansea, that was a bad move!

"Yuan Shen interferes, Drink Water Bro steals the ball!"

"Counterattack! Counterattack!"

The ball was quickly passed to Yuan Meng, and Olson's forward run left a huge gap behind him.

This way, even if Yuan Meng isn't in the attacking third, she still has plenty of space to sprint.

The flaw is right here!

Yuan Meng suddenly accelerated, leaving a trail of afterimages on the field.

Vardy, Mahrez, and Gray all surged forward simultaneously, applying pressure from multiple points!

Clement was prepared, and defensive midfielder Carroll went to cover the left back to intercept the opponent's number 16.

"Too slow!"

"The defensive midfielder is trying to stop me too?"

Yuan Meng didn't slow down at all, and with a flick of her left foot, she brushed the ball past Carroll's right side.

When he reached the edge of the penalty area, he poked the ball in with the outside of his left foot, and the ball quickly went into the penalty area!

Vardy unleashes a powerful shot from close range!

"Holy crap, the goalkeeper's amazing!"

"Fabiansky saves the day in a moment of crisis."

"Vardy missed a golden opportunity."

What is meant by "missed opportunity"?

This is fucking amazing!

I bet if that ball came again, the goalkeeper would be out of luck.

And that was indeed the case; Fabianski instinctively reached out and scooped the ball up, and it landed right in his hand.

Whether it was a stroke of luck or a strong desire to avoid relegation, Swansea survived the crisis.

However, the presence of Yuan Meng, a penetrator, caused Swansea's defense to shift to the left, leaving the right flank vulnerable.

The balance has been broken!

"Here it comes, in the 38th minute of the match, Mahrez has the ball."

"There's only one right-back up front, get him there!"

Right-back Norton was panicking; his teammates were a bit far away from him, and he was facing off against Mahrez one-on-one.

Mahrez saw through the opponent's intentions, so he moved to Zola ahead of time to switch positions with Gray.

This would give him a one-on-one opportunity, and the faster Gray could also penetrate deeper into the penalty area to add another threat.

Mahrez used a simple, unpretentious dribble to get past the anxious Norton and delivered a precise 45-degree cross!

Gray and Vardy charged into the penalty area, with center-backs Maursen and Federico each marking one of them.

Others rushed into the restricted area, and the group quickly descended into chaos.

Gray first touched the ball, but his header was questionable, sending the ball flying onto Mawson's head.

Vardy leaped forward, attempting to overpower Mawson and head the ball directly at the goal!

Mosen unleashed incredible power, carrying Vardy high and clearing the ball with a header!

Vardy slumped to the ground, and Mosen looked at the referee.

Very well, no response!

At that moment, both teams knew whether the whistle was too tight or too loose.

This one encourages confrontation.

The ball flew towards the midfield, showcasing Swansea's superior three-man midfield. Despite Ndidi and Drinkwater's best efforts, they couldn't win the ball back.

The numerical advantage made up for the skill gap.

Someone shouted "Counterattack!" and the ball flew out instantly!

It's Sigurdsson again!

As he prepared to stop the ball, a figure rapidly approached from behind.

"Are you in a fantasy story?"

Before the sound had even faded, Yuan Meng soared into the sky and cleared the ball out of bounds over Sigurdsson's head.

"pretty!"

"Yuan Shen is awesome!"

"Swansea's counterattack was stillborn."

"Leicester City, charge!"

"We absolutely cannot lose to a relegation-threatened team!"