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

Chapter 83 Intense Training

The two sides shook hands and made peace.

Sigurdsson walked toward Yuan Meng, his eyes filled with admiration and a smile.

"Shall we exchange jerseys?"

Yuan Meng was a little flattered. This was the first time someone had taken the initiative to exchange jerseys with him. He took off his jersey and handed it over.

"You're pretty good too, it's hard to defend against you."

"You're a winger, how come you can track back like this every game?"

Yuan Meng smiled and shook her head: "I only track back to defend when I encounter a winger like you."

This is true heroism!

[A friendship between two key players from relegation-threatened teams!]

That's called a friendship forged in prison.

Click, click!

Yuan Meng sat at the press conference, receiving admiring glances from below.

"Yuan, you saved the team again today, taking a point from the away game. How do you feel?"

"This is very bad." Yuan Meng's eyes were filled with intense dissatisfaction. "Swansea fought hard today, but that's no excuse for a draw!"

"what?"

The reporters exchanged bewildered glances. If it weren't for that rare, once-in-a-hundred-game wonder goal, Leicester City would have won. They couldn't understand what was so unsatisfactory about such an unexpected outcome.

"So—in which specific areas do you think there's room for improvement?"

"All of them!" Yuan Meng patted her chest confidently. "I said before that I could evolve further."

"Now I realize that improving little by little is useless; incomplete evolution is no evolution at all!" Yuan Meng suddenly became high-spirited.

"Oh—!" Thunderous applause erupted from the audience; they were back with another performance.

"So how can you achieve complete evolution?"

"I'm going to take down one of the BIG6 teams first!" Yuan Meng suddenly stood up, her eyes filled with determination. "Only by defeating strong teams can I gain confidence!"

Although the real purpose of defeating BIG6 was to achieve an attribute breakthrough, the reporters were unaware of this.

They only felt that Yuan Meng was domineering, and for a moment they really didn't know whether Yuan Meng was arrogant or full of confidence.

In short, Yuan Meng has officially declared war on the BIG6!

Even the Empress Dowager has to step aside!

No one knows what kind of monster Swansea has awakened, but Yuan Meng has already entered a state of maximum combat readiness.

Leicester City is about to accelerate!

After drawing with a relegation-threatened team, Yuan Meng invented an evolutionary theory, seemingly going astray.

Yuan Meng has exploded again, officially declaring war on the BIG6!

With no league matches to watch for a week, fans have been spending their time on various social media platforms, and Yuan Meng is undoubtedly the most talked-about figure in the sports world.

The fans were talking about it enthusiastically.

Master Yuan is going to dominate the Premier League!

Sleep well, you can dream of anything.

Is Yuan Shen really upset? He hasn't managed a draw against a relegation-threatened team so far.

Indeed, he reached his peak right from his debut, defeating Real Madrid in the Champions League.

[So that's how it is, Swansea = Yuan Shen > Real Madrid.]

[Borussia Dortmund: Have you forgotten something?]

This formula can't be applied like that.

Intense Training Week Begins!

Reporters frequently visit the training base, all eager to know about Yuan Meng's activities.

There's a rising star inside the base, but they can only wait outside.

If Yuan Meng stops updating her social media, these poor reporters will have no choice but to come here to beg for food.

"Reporters? Get out, all of you!" Yuan Meng waved her hand dismissively. "My eyes are only on football!"

Ranieri advised from the side, "Giving interviews will increase your profile and won't offend these reporters. Besides, management wants you to participate in more interviews."

Yuan Meng waved her hand: "You're overthinking it. I only get a weekly salary of 1 yuan, I have no obligation to do that, you know!"

"Hmm—you make a lot of sense."

Mahrez glanced at the two men: "Boss, get training organized right away. A whole week of rest is needed; without training, we won't be in shape!"

Yuan Meng strongly agreed with this view.

Football players cannot rest for too long; staying away from matches can lead to a loss of sensation and a loss of intuition about winning or losing.

Ranieri thought about it and realized that was indeed the case.

I was thinking of having the players participate in some interviews so that the reporters could praise them more.

Now that they're safe from relegation, the players deserve it.

I never imagined that one day even cattle and horses would be whipping themselves.

Ranieri respected their choices and decided to stop being the peacemaker this time and focus on intensifying training!

No one knows why Ranieri changed.

The kind old man has turned into a white-haired devil, and anyone who makes a mistake will immediately experience the ear-piercing demonic voice.

Teaching assistant Shakespeare looked at Ranieri with puzzlement.

"Has Claudio suffered some kind of trauma?"

Why is he doing my work?

Shakespeare always played the bad cop, being strict with the players, while Ranieri played the good cop, responsible for winning over the team.

But this week, the two seemed to have switched roles.

[Shots on goal: 74 → 75]

[Long-range shot: 72→73]

[Explosive Power: 86→87]

Spatial Domination

[Proficiency: 80→90 (Minor Mastery)]

[Anthony's long-range curling shot]

[Proficiency: 40→50 (Mastery)]

This week's intense attacking practice must have spurred Ranieri on, making him feel he can score more goals in the last match.

The ball is round, and no one knows what will happen next. Scoring more goals increases the margin for error in the game, which is very important.

Yuan Meng, however, was somewhat troubled.

Since my overall rating reached 78, my proficiency has been increasing very slowly.

Yuan Shen, can't your templates be a little better?

Is your upper limit only in the eighties?

impossible!

Absolutely impossible!

Yuan Meng didn't want to think that way, and could only blame the group of reporters.

They're the ones who keep bothering me during training!

An enraged Yuan Meng rubbed the ball violently!

Swish!

The ball arced perfectly and landed in the top left corner of the goal.

Yuan Meng nodded in satisfaction.

With such amazing skills and physical prowess, how could Madoka possibly draw with a relegation-threatened team?

One goal isn't enough.

He checked the schedule; there weren't many matches this month.

First, play the FA Cup, then face Liverpool.

Good evening, everyone!

Millwall hosts Leicester City.

"Ranielli made some rotations, probably to conserve energy for the league."

"But don't worry, everyone, our great Yuan Shen is making his debut!"

"There's no need to consult the Book of Answers for these small fry; let's just watch the competition!"

Yuan Meng is in exceptionally good condition.

A game a week is like a leisurely outing for him; his physical condition is at its peak!

At his peak, Yuan Meng was undoubtedly a ruthless side lane killer.

"Craig? What good is your toughness?"

"The key is speed!"

"What's going on? Another three-on-one attack?"

"Holy crap, what kind of pass is that?"

After receiving the ball, Yuan Meng spun around once on the spot and then passed the ball with her heel.

Spatial Domination

[Proficiency: 90→100 (Mastery)]

[Vision range: 75→77]

[Short biography: 76→78]

[Long pass: 75→76]

The players who were besieging Yuan Meng never expected this kind of maneuver, and by the time they tried to catch up with Albrighton, it was too late!

"Albrighton through ball!"

"Shinji Okazaki, knock on the door!"

"GOAL!!!!!"

"That's rare!"

"Shinji Okazaki scored a goal?!"

This is the protection of God Yuan!

Those who believe in Yuan Shen are invincible!

[Drawing a double team on the right flank and initiating an attack – beautiful football!]

Shinji Okazaki was very excited and hugged Albrighton and Yuan Meng to celebrate in the corner flag area.

"Isn't that pointless?"

Yuan Meng put her arms around their shoulders, and the three of them spun around together.

A combination of celebratory actions has been born!

"Wow, a three-person spin! This will be another great invention in the world of celebration!"

"Look at the Millwall players' expressions, something's wrong!"

I've seen that kind of look before; it's the look of someone wanting to kill.

[Yuan Shen, take it easy, don't push yourself too hard in the FA Cup.]

But Yuan Meng was completely oblivious to the murderous glare in the eyes of the person opposite her.

After the Swansea battle, he had a profound understanding of what kind of eyes a person fighting desperately has.

Just like when British strongman Eddie Hall challenged himself to a 500kg deadlift, his eyes were filled with nothing but terrifying desire and amazing concentration.

That kind of reckless aura could even overflow from his body, making those around him clearly feel it.

Millwall's players only have pure anger in their eyes; they have nothing to fear!