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

Chapter 87 Breakthrough in Power (10,000 words per day, please subscribe)

[BIG6 Killer]

【completed】

Please select one attribute to break through.

With the long-awaited opportunity for a breakthrough right in front of her, Yuan Meng hesitated.

A breakthrough can raise the upper limit of an attribute.

Such a precious opportunity cannot be wasted; I don't know how many more times I'll have this chance in the future.

Technically, the skills needed to be improved are free kicks, headers, and penalties.

It feels a bit wasteful.

Free kicks can be practiced; Madoka's free kicks are not weak, and his potential is definitely not low.

Penalties and headers don't seem very necessary; they're used too infrequently.

As for her physical condition, Yuan Meng believes she is in good condition.

His explosiveness is still improving, and his potential is estimated to be among the top in world football.

Slightly slower, but still ranking among the top in the second tier of world football.

It needs improvement, but it's not urgent.

On the contrary, his strength has been increasing slowly, and it's only 74, which is acceptable for a winger, but it always feels insufficient!

Yuan had been thinking about it for a long time, but he still felt that he should further improve his combat skills and turn himself into a numerical monster.

Indeed, strength is the only true principle!

"System, break through your power!"

"Give me POWER!!!"

[Breakthrough in progress————]

【Power: 74→80】

[Strength cap: 80→90]

[High-speed lane change (incomplete)]

[Current unlock progress: 47%]

Adding 6 points of strength at once can also improve the speed of high-speed changes of direction.

This is even more impressive than grinding for skill points!

That makes it clear: the next breakthrough will increase speed, and then—just do your best!

Click, click!

Heroes deserve the treatment of heroes.

The first to ask questions were local Leicester media reporters, and their gazes toward Yuan Meng were different now.

Before it was admiration, now it's worship!

This was Yuan Meng's match that made her famous!

The female reporter in the audience was drooling, and Yuan Meng gestured with satisfaction for her to stand up and ask her question.

Hmm, perky.

"Yuan, did you hear my question?"

"Huh? Say it again." Yuan Meng was admiring the artwork and hadn't noticed.

"Congratulations on successfully fulfilling your pre-match victory promise. Is this the reason you contributed 1 goal and 2 assists in this match?"

"No, it's because I've evolved!"

"What exactly is this evolution you're talking about?" the female reporter asked, very curious.

"Come here," Yuan Meng beckoned to the female reporter. "Yes, stand next to me."

The female reporter was initially hesitant, but when she looked at Yuan Meng's face, she immediately made up her mind.

Yuan Meng is both handsome and a skilled fighter!

Yuan Meng proudly flexed her biceps: "Give me a squeeze!"

The female reporter demurely extended two fingers and pressed them.

"Oh—! So hard."

"This is what I mean by evolution!" Yuan Meng stood up. "Before, I was physically weak and couldn't outmuscle the full-backs."

"Now, my physical body has broken through its peak and reached a new realm!"

In a fantasy world, this would definitely be considered a half-step to the Great Perfection of the Body Tempering Realm!

The female reporter discreetly slipped something into Yuan Meng's hand, then blushed and returned to her seat.

Yuan Meng touched the unidentified object that had suddenly appeared in her hand.

It feels like a card.

What is this?

Yuan Meng tossed it aside casually.

This female reporter is clueless; she didn't even bother to slip some money into the gift.

Seeing the female reporter still flirting with her, Yuan Meng chose to ignore her and looked up, saying, "Next."

The Liverpool beat reporter who stood up asked, "Yuan, your physical condition has improved so quickly, is it because you've been using some kind of performance-enhancing drugs?"

"Huh?" Yuan Meng was taken aback at first, then leaned back and looked down at the clueless reporter.

"I need medication? What a joke!"

"How can you prove it?" the reporter kept asking.

"Okay, let's make a bet. If I use drugs, I'll be banned for life. If I don't, you tweet 'Yuan Meng is my dad' a hundred times. Do you dare?"

"What's there to be afraid of?" The reporter was a loyal Liverpool fan and naturally didn't believe that a young player who seemed to have appeared out of nowhere could beat the best team in his mind.

A short while later, a staff member indeed notified Yuan Meng to take a urine test.

Ha, he brought this humiliation upon himself!

Medication? That's just a temporary boost, a weak and ineffective one!

But system upgrades are permanent!

The two are worlds apart!

Yuan Meng pinched her thighs and arms, reveling in her own powerful strength.

Indeed, strength is the true romance of men!

The result was, of course, negative.

Twitter exploded!

A post went viral and became a trending topic.

[email protected]

Yuan Meng is my dad — +100

Yuan Meng ate breakfast and sang a song, while also replying to a message.

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Oh, my good boy!

Liverpool's matches already garnered a lot of attention, and with Fried's influence, Yuan Meng became a sensation.

The entire Premier League knows about this betting agreement, and many people are coming to Twitter to have some fun with it.

This group inevitably includes Yuan Shen's followers.

They didn't forget to kick them while they were down.

I am Yuan Mengyi's half-brother.

Overnight, Fried had countless fathers.

Fried, still furious, continued to yell.

[Yuan was just lucky. He could even draw with Swansea against Leicester City; who knows when he might lose to a relegation-threatened team.]

Yuan Meng bluntly proposed a second betting agreement.

Fried immediately fell silent.

Hey, just kidding!

Yuan Meng didn't have time to pay any more attention to this clown; he had important things to do.

In early March, the Chinese national football team issued a call-up notice to Yuan Meng.

However, Yuan Meng is not someone who can be summoned and dismissed at will.

Just because I said a few unpleasant things, they wouldn't have recruited me before, but now they're eagerly coming here again.

Yuan Meng wasn't planning to reply, but Lippi personally called to invite her, and he wouldn't leave even if you tried to get rid of him.

Yuan Meng has a good impression of Lippi and is willing to help him out.

However, he didn't want others to take advantage of him.

So Yuan Meng contacted her agent, Wirth, and asked him to talk to the Football Association.

In a coffee shop.

Yuan Meng said, according to Wilt's record.

"First of all, the portrait rights are only authorized for use in reporting on the competition and cannot be used for commercial promotion."

"Secondly, as you know, many individual sponsors have already submitted offers, so image rights cannot be granted to any sponsor."

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"By the way, Nike rejected him. I feel sorry for Professor Wenger every time he zips up his zipper. A great head coach gets killed by a zipper."

"Also, I find commercial shoots and sponsored events troublesome, so I declined them as well."

After listening for a while, Wilt explained, "If you don't agree to the contract they offer, it's equivalent to refusing the draft."

"so what?"

"It's nothing, just letting you know. It's normal for football players to get injuries. I'll have the club issue an injury certificate, but you'll have to miss one game, understand?"

Yuan Meng patted Wilt on the shoulder: "Okay, you have experience with these things. Anyway, for all unavoidable commercial activities, I want the largest share, especially the jersey revenue. Talk to me separately about the licensing fee, OK?"

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"Really?" Lippi looked at the man in front of him. "I've already spoken to Yuan Meng on the phone, and he's almost agreed!"

"How exactly did you negotiate?" Lippi roared in anger.

Yu Guizhou was also helpless: "This is the final decision, and there's nothing I can do about it."

"What did you promise me back then? That everything would be sacrificed for the national team!"

"We're about to play South Korea, and this is your sincerity?" Lippi's heart was pounding. He talked to Yuan Meng three times before he finally convinced her.

That can be described as reasoning with them and appealing to their emotions.

The key point is that Yuan Meng also agreed.

Who messed this up for me?!

Lippi was so angry he wanted to kill someone.

Yuan Meng's participation will greatly benefit the development of the national football team and may encourage more people to participate in the sport.

Why can't we do something so great?

Yu Guizhou patted Lippi's back, fearing that the coach might collapse before the match.

"Mr. Lippi, don't be angry. Let's deal with the current match first."

"Over there—I'll think of something else."

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