He unleashed a world-class goal with a single kick; you're saying this is Su Chao?

After that training, Chen Xun fully understood what professional-level training intensity meant.

Although many of the players at the Aozhi Club are part-time, those who can attend the pre-match training sessions are generally present.

Zhou Guoliang readjusted the training plan.

The morning session focused on physical and technical training, while the afternoon included tactical drills and group scrimmages.

I will voluntarily practice extra in the evenings.

But no one dared not to go.

A new whiteboard has been hung at the entrance to the locker room.

It says the countdown to the provincial championship league.

The numbers are decreasing every day.

Chen Xun's position in the main group gradually stabilized.

As his basic abilities continue to improve, his advantages in physical fitness and speed become increasingly significant.

After thoroughly studying Zhang Hao's offside trap tactics, he began to frequently make diagonal runs from the flanks into the half-spaces, specifically targeting the area between the center-backs and full-backs.

This position is considered a rather awkward area on the court.

The center-backs dared not follow him out for fear of losing their positions, and the full-backs could not keep up with his speed.

Chen Xun received two through balls from Chi Sheng in this position, one powerful shot hitting the post, and the other a cross assisting Zhao Lei to tap into an empty net.

Zhang Hao was sweating profusely: "You're a real dog, always choosing the most uncomfortable places to run."

Chen Xun grinned: "Brother Hao taught me well!"

Zhang Hao glared at Chen Xun helplessly.

He really likes this kid.

He's physically fit, quick-witted, and doesn't talk much!

Chen Xun also took advantage of the break to gulp down a couple of mouthfuls of water, and words kept appearing before his eyes:

[Football Basics Skills Pack (Intermediate): Passing Proficiency +3%, currently 8%]

[Ball control proficiency +2%, currently 15%]

[Dribbling proficiency +5%, currently 22%]

……

Chen Xun has been practicing in real combat recently.

The rate at which proficiency increases is much faster than when I was a beginner.

Chen Xun also discovered a pattern.

The stronger the opponent, the greater the defensive pressure, and the higher the proficiency level required after completing the technical movements.

Facing a seasoned defender like Zhang Hao, every time you successfully beat him, your dribbling proficiency increases by 2% to 3%.

Zhou Guoliang stood on the sidelines, his whiteboard filled with everyone's training status and precautions.

Li Jun curiously leaned over for a look.

He was very curious about the changes Chen Xun had made on Zhou Guoliang's record board during this period.

Next to Chen Xun's name were three five-pointed stars, followed by a line of small print: "The right-wing inside cut and the diagonal run into the flanks have created a stable threat; a third offensive tactic needs to be developed."

"You're too cruel to him!"

Li Jun couldn't help but speak up for Chen Xun, after all, he was introduced by his friend, and he didn't want Chen Xun to be trained badly: "He's only been in the team for a little over a month, and he's gone from zero to a starting position. You want him to develop a third skill?"

Zhou Guoliang tucked the scoreboard under his arm and said calmly, "Once you're in the official team, there's no distinction between newcomers and veterans. Use those who can be used, and replace those who can't!"

Li Jun curled his lip.

Zhou Guoliang has this kind of temper; no one can do anything about him.

Haozi and Zhao Lei have taken leave these past few days and have not participated in training.

I just rejoined the team today.

As soon as he entered the game, Zhou Guoliang paired Haozi up against Chen Xun.

Mouse felt he knew Chen Xun too well.

Chen Xun had only been playing football for a month. Although he was considered excellent among the trial players, he was still a bit lacking for a formal player.

He vaguely remembered that Chen Xun was still in the basic training stage before he asked for leave.

Let me show you the difference between trial players and official players!

The mouse wiggled its ankles, its eyes filled with excitement.

He played as a starter for Aozhi for two years. Although he was not tall, he had a fast footwork and accurate defensive anticipation.

He's considered a good defender in the U17 age group.

I had played a scrimmage with Chen Xun before I took leave.

At that time, Chen Xun only knew one move: receive the ball, feint, cut inside, and shoot.

If you can stop his inside cut, he'll be half-useless!

The mouse lowered its center of gravity and beckoned to Chen Xun with its finger: "Come on, let me see what new things you've been practicing these past few days?"

A crowd of people gathered around him.

Wang Yu leaned against the goalpost with his arms crossed, while Zhao Rui simply sat down on the grass and started eating sunflower seeds he'd somehow pulled out. Even Zhang Hao stopped his stretching exercises and watched the scene with great interest.

The training intensity has been too high lately, so it's rare to have something fun to watch, and nobody wants to miss it.

"How long do you think the mouse can last?"

"What do you mean by minutes? You should ask Chen Xun how many times he can do it."

"I bet three rounds that the rat will start cursing."

……

Chen Xun gently flicked the ball inwards.

coming!

The mouse shifts its center of gravity inwards, while simultaneously extending its legs to block the inward cutting route.

He practiced this set of movements countless times before taking leave, and he could recognize Chen Xun's feint starting position even with his eyes closed.

If this step is blocked, Chen Xun will immediately be caught off guard.

Seeing the mouse's movements, Chen Xun grinned.

The moment the right foot touched the ball, the ankle twitched slightly.

It's an extremely subtle backheel flick to change direction.

The ball passed between the mouse's legs, and Chen Xun's body simultaneously went around the mouse's side.

The ball and the player have passed each other!

Crotch puncture!

By the time the mouse realized what was happening, Chen Xun had already regained possession of the ball and was facing the goal.

Holy crap!

A collective gasp erupted from the sidelines, and Zhao Rui spat out the sunflower seeds he was eating.

The mouse stood there, stunned, and looked down at the space between its legs.

Then he looked up at Chen Xun in front of him, his expression like he had swallowed a toad.

That move was very difficult.

The backheel flick to change direction is not difficult in itself; the difficulty lies in suddenly switching to the flick to change direction while making an inside cut feint.

Moreover, there was no significant shift in the body's center of gravity throughout the entire process.

This means that defenders have absolutely no way of predicting his next move through body language.

In just a few days, Chen Xun was a completely different person.

What a shame!

Mouse glanced at his teammates watching from the sidelines, his face turning bright red.

"Again!"

The mouse gritted its teeth.

He lowered his center of gravity again, this time unleashing his full strength, and stared intently at Chen Xun's feet.

Chen Xun received the ball again.

The mouse has learned its lesson this time.

He neither retreated nor rashly extended his foot, maintaining a high-pressure stance similar to Zhao Rui's during training, forcing Chen Xun to make movements, but not giving him any room to start, constantly adjusting his position with small, quick steps.

Chen Xun's right foot lightly swept across the surface of the ball, performing a few bicycle kicks in succession.

The mouse's center of gravity was finally shifted.

Oops!

The mouse tried to retract its body, but it was too late.

In that instant, Chen Xun pushed the ball to the right with the outside of his right foot, and his body shot out like a spring, disappearing through the other side of the mouse.

With its explosive starting speed, the mouse didn't even have time to turn around.

The mouse's pupils suddenly contracted.

A bicycle dribble past a person!

It's over again!

The mouse stood there, lost in thought.

Being beaten the first time could be attributed to underestimating the opponent, but being beaten the second time means you're simply outmatched.

He considers himself to be above average in terms of both technique and physical attributes among the official team members.

But faced with Chen Xun's continuous changes of direction, his body still couldn't keep up with his eyes' judgment.

"Stop laughing. Anyone else disagree? Come on up and try!"

Mouse shouted from the sidelines.

It's not enough for one person to lose face!