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

The first section begins.

The red team kicks off first.

His teammate passed the ball back to the midfield, and Chen Xun immediately started running forward along the right flank.

He is very fast.

He quickly shook off the defenders, creating a clear opening.

Chen Xun's midfield teammate immediately played a through ball.

The ball rolled along the grass at a moderate speed.

Chen Xun glanced back at the ball, then stretched out his right foot to catch it...

The ball slipped right under his feet.

Roll out of the boundary line.

Chen Xun: "..."

The entire room fell silent.

Old Xu, standing on the sidelines, slapped his forehead, looking rather embarrassed.

Li Jun stood to the side, his lips twitching, but he didn't say anything.

A boy with a buzz cut ran over and retrieved the ball. As he passed Chen Xun, he whispered, "It's okay, it's like this at the beginning."

Chen Xun's face felt a little hot.

He clearly saw the right moment and stretched out his leg to block the ball, but he just couldn't stop it.

It felt like there was something between my feet and the ball.

Playing on the field, the ball's trajectory, speed, and spin are all different, and there are always people pressing and challenging from the sidelines, so Chen Xun simply doesn't have time to think.

The game continues.

The blue team kicks off.

The blue team's midfielder is short but has excellent footwork.

After receiving the ball, he dribbled past the red team's forward with a quick touch and then passed the ball to the left wing.

Chen Xun immediately gave chase.

His speed advantage was once again on full display.

Despite being three or four meters behind, he managed to catch up in just a few steps and pinned down the blue team's left winger from the side and behind.

The left winger was startled!

I didn't expect an offensive player to get back on defense so quickly.

He tried to change direction, but Chen Xun was too fast and blocked the inside line.

The left winger has no choice but to pass the ball back.

"Good defense!"

Li Jun shouted from the sidelines, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.

Although Chen Xun's ball control was terrible, his speed and awareness in retreating were really good.

There's something there.

The first quarter lasted four minutes.

The score remains 0 to 0.

Chen Xun received two more passes on the right flank.

The first touch was too heavy, and the opposing defender poked it away.

My second touch was too weak; the ball bounced off my ankle and I almost lost it.

Chen Xun knew his foundation was weak, but he didn't expect it to be this bad.

When I watched football matches before, I always thought that controlling the ball was just a matter of stepping on it.

How difficult could it be?

Now he realizes the technical complexity involved.

While running at high speed, you can steadily stop balls that fly at different speeds and angles under your feet.

It's simply impossible to do without thousands upon thousands of practice sessions.

There is one minute left in the first quarter.

The red team received the ball in midfield and glanced up at the right flank.

Chen Xun was running forward.

This time he didn't sprint at full speed, but instead ran at a slower pace, maintaining a similar body position to the defender.

This is a detail he just observed.

If he sprints at full speed, the defenders can't keep up, and his teammates' passes will inevitably be far ahead of time.

With his current ball control skills, there's a high chance he'll hit the ball out of bounds.

It's better to keep the pace down and shorten the passing distance, so at least you can catch the ball.

As expected, his midfield teammate passed the ball to the right.

The ball passed between the two blue team players and rolled to the right wing.

This time, Chen Xun aimed carefully, met the ball with the inside of his right foot, and gently cut it back...

The ball stopped smoothly a little over a meter in front of him!

Although it stopped a bit far away, at least it didn't go out of bounds!

The buzz-cut boy immediately closed in.

Knowing he wasn't good at dribbling, Chen Xun didn't dare to dribble too much. He glanced at the penalty area and then delivered a cross.

The ball traced a crooked arc as it flew towards the center of the penalty area.

The trajectory is indeed not very good.

But the Red Team's striker still managed to get to the ball, flicking it with his head, and the ball grazed the post and went out of play.

That was almost in!

"nice shot!"

Teammate Chong Chen Xun gave him a thumbs up.

Chen Xun breathed a sigh of relief.

Finally, he's got a decent kick.

The whistle blew to end the first quarter.

The score is 0-0.

Chen Xun walked to the sidelines, picked up a water bottle, and took a sip.

Sweat streamed down his forehead, soaking his training clothes.

Five minutes seems short, but when you actually play, it feels more tiring than running 400 meters.

Sprinting back and forth, changing direction, physical confrontation, and constantly working at high speed, you have to observe the positions of teammates and opponents, judge the trajectory of the ball, and make decisions.

Track and field is about competing against yourself; as long as you run fast, that's all that matters.

In football, you need to handle the ball, observe the situation, and cooperate with your teammates while running at high speed.

The difficulty levels are on completely different levels.

Old Xu walked to the sidelines, handed over a towel, and his expression was somewhat complicated.

He carefully chose his words: "Your defensive speed was really fast. I was taken aback watching from up there. You played really well, really."

Chen Xun knew that Lao Xu was trying to comfort him.

Actually, he played terribly.

Only their defensive play is worth watching.

But he didn't say anything, he just nodded.

Li Jun also came over.

His expression remained relatively calm, making it impossible to discern whether he was satisfied or disappointed.

Speed ​​is definitely your advantage.

He looked at Chen Xun and continued, "That defensive play just now, from being three or four meters behind to sticking to the player, only took about two seconds. You can't find another player like that in the U17 with that kind of explosiveness and absolute speed."

Chen Xun's eyes lit up.

"But your fundamentals are terrible!"

Li Jun then changed the subject: "You need to practice ball control, passing, and dribbling from scratch. Moreover, your decision-making on the field is too slow. Several times, after receiving the ball, you didn't know what to do and hesitated for two or three seconds before passing it. This is fatal in official matches."

Old Xu opened his mouth as if to say something, but then swallowed it back.

He knew Li Jun was telling the truth.

That's already being very polite.

Chen Xun's problem wasn't a lack of basic skills; he simply didn't have any.

"But don't be discouraged."

Seeing Chen Xun's expression, Li Jun's tone softened: "You've only been in formal training for one day, and you've already done quite well. At least your speed and defensive awareness are real. These are innate qualities. Technique can be trained, but talent can't be developed."

He patted Chen Xun on the shoulder: "Keep playing in the second quarter. Don't overthink it. Just play to your strengths."

The second quarter begins.

Chen Xun stood on the right side, and this time he was noticeably more relaxed.

Since we've already lost face, we can't lose any more face.

Why not just kick it freely?

The blue team kicks off.

After receiving the ball in midfield, the short midfielder passed it to the left wing.

This time, Chen Xun did not immediately chase back. Instead, he observed the ball's trajectory before starting his run.

His speed was on full display once again.

He caught up with the left winger in just a few steps.

The left winger clearly learned from his previous mistake, opting not to change direction but instead to pass the ball directly to his teammate on the edge of the penalty area.

The ball was passed out, but it was passed a bit too far.

The red team's defender intercepted the ball before the blue team's forward could reach it, and then passed it to his teammate in midfield.

He received the ball in midfield, turned around, and looked up...

Chen Xun had already charged forward.

He had just retreated to the vicinity of his own penalty area, intercepted the ball, and immediately made a run down the right flank at full speed.

The blue team's guard who was defending him was instantly left five or six meters behind and couldn't catch up at all.

"pass!"

Li Jun shouted from the sidelines.

A long pass from midfield sent the ball flying to the right wing.

The pass was a bit too long, and the ball rolled quickly towards the corner flag after landing.

Under normal circumstances, they definitely wouldn't be able to catch up with that ball.

Chen Xun suddenly accelerated!

With spikes on the grass, every step felt like a runner taking off.

ten meters.

five meters.

three meters.

……

He hooked the ball back from just before the baseline!

A gasp rang out from the sidelines.

Several U15 kids watching were dumbfounded.

"What kind of speed is that?"

"Isn't that insane?"

"Wasn't he just defending in his own paint? How did he suddenly rush to the opposite baseline?"

"Did this person teleport here?"