This night, the system got another prompt from the system in my sleep.
"Dear, congratulations on completing the task: [Open your Europa League data bar], the task reward [Kaka Skill Card] has been issued, the initial task completion progress: 4/5, complete the initial task again to open the advanced mode
Get more features!”
Yi Zhe is really looking forward to it. After all, this is the first real ball king skill card in the system. Although he was still a little kid at that time, it does not prevent Yi Zhe from remembering in his mind the story of Kaka dribbling the ball alone into Longtan and making a storm at the peak.
The scene. It was the ultimate hero that any teenager longs for.
The latest ability values displayed by the system are indeed impressive, and there are also surprises.
【Dribbling:93】
【Short biography:95】
【Long Biography:88】
【Shoot:90】
[Physical fitness: 88]
【Tackles:75】
[Free kick accuracy: 85]
[Physical confrontation (defense): 90]
[Forward penetration awareness: 90]
[Prediction: 95]
In addition, Yi Zhe also saw in the system that his explosive power and speed attributes were directly raised to full levels, and his previously mediocre physical attributes suddenly exploded.
"Fuck!"
He was just surprised, but not surprised. As a young man who came from that era, he had seen how powerful Kaká, who belonged to Milan at his peak, was in his ability to combine man and ball - probably the only opponent on the planet besides Ronaldo.
"Dear, I suggest you enter the training mode. The system will polish your physical strength and integrate your physical attributes for you in your sleep!"
Yi Zhe obediently did not perform any game simulations and had a good sleep tonight. He was in a very good mood the next day, and he saw that Bendtner was in good condition.
"Nick, it looks like you had a good sleep last night!"
"Haha, of course, it's a brand new day, you're good too, Yi!"
Bendtner's full health resurrection made Heijing confused. Originally, he had already prepared the worst plan, which was to let the team play without a forward in the next game. He had this confidence, and there were many players in the team.
Yi Zhe is a player who truly came out of the Barcelona system.
But today's Bendtner is not even the Bendtner of the past few days. Every shot in training missed the target, which made him find his high-spirited self.
Heijin called him aside alone during the training break, along with Yi Zhe.
"Nick, I want to know what happened in just one day."
Bendtner glanced at Yi Zhe and received a hint from Yi Zhe's eyes: It has nothing to do with me.
"Ha! Sir, I have to thank Yi for coming up with this great idea."
Yi Zhe was helpless with two points of gratitude: It's so interesting! But he didn't want to expose everything.
As expected, Heijin's focus shifted to him: "Yi? It looks like you can take over my job. Let me see what good ideas you have come up with."
Yi Zhe quickly waved his hand: "It doesn't matter, sir, you just need to know that you are a healthy Nick who can blast the opponent's goal at any time. It is enough."
Yizhe is biting the bullet anyway, but the effect of today's training is different from the previous few days. Bendtner has returned to form, the status of Yizhe and De Bruyne has been online for a long time, and the training status of the whole team today
Completely overwhelming.
The reporters on the sidelines also exclaimed in surprise, but there is always something strange and strange today.
"Is this Yizhe Smita? There doesn't seem to be anything special about it!"
"We can only rely on our teammates, who are far behind our Sun Smecta!"
"Oh, China... I never thought there would be a major Bundesliga player, Smecta!"
The Chinese reporters next to me were all frowning. From the moment they got the schedule, they thought that someone would definitely come to cause trouble at this time.
Wolfsburg's next league opponent is Leverkusen, and there is a Korean player in the opponent's team: Son Heung-min.
All Chinese football reporters have absolutely miserable memories of South Korea, even more so than Japan, which ranks first in Asia. As of this point in time, the national team has not defeated the South Korean team in an official FIFA A-level event.
A few years ago, they won once in the East Asian Cup, a tournament not recognized by FIFA, but they were beaten by Koreans countless times in World Cup and Olympic qualifying matches.
So at this time, a Chinese reporter immediately hit back: "Let's wait until you have played! Maybe you should ask the Japanese, they know Yi Zhe's power best!"
The one who spoke was Lin Yiyao. She specially grabbed the front row today to join in the fun.
However, these bad reporters all pointed their nostrils at her, and even the Chinese reporters present did not notice her.
"Japanese? Who do they think they are? Our Son Heung-min of the Republic of Korea is the best star in Asia!"
"It turns out their confidence comes from here, haha! Ridiculous Chinese!"
This kind of tone is indeed very provocative, so the training ground was very harmonious, but a scuffle broke out outside the field.
Yi Zhe was stunned when he walked to the sidelines after training.
"Well……"
Yi Zhe was thinking in his mind, should I run away? Or should I run away? Or should I run away?
However, every qualified Chinese citizen has a heart of eating melons!
Yi Zhe took a step slower, so he was immediately surrounded by reporters.
"Yi Zhe, the coach should have reminded you of Leverkusen's sharp players this time, right?"
Yi Zhe nodded: "Son Heung-min, we know him, he is a very powerful character."
The Chinese reporters all frowned and were even a little dissatisfied with Yi Zhe: Nothing will happen to this child! This is not the answer we want!
The Korean reporters immediately crowded in excitedly and pointed the microphone at Yi Zhe, looking at their Chinese counterparts with even more arrogance - look, even your own players recognize the strength of our great Son Heung-min!
"Yizhe Smecta, have you followed Son Heung-min before? Smecta?"
"Haha, no." Yi Zhe squeezed his expression and suppressed his disgust at the spicy cabbage smecta.
"How do you evaluate the Smecta matchup with Son Heung-min?"
"Normal game." Yi Zhe couldn't stand Smecta any longer, and really disliked this kind of frequent gibbering.
"Excuse me……"
Yi Zhe turned directly to face the Chinese reporters and was immediately surrounded again.
"Yi Zhe and Son Heung-min are the most special among Asian overseas players. They came to Hamburg at the age of sixteen and were almost completely nurtured in the German football environment. This is a friendly reminder."
But Yi Zhe thought for a while and asked with a smile: "Thank you, but am I special?"
"Ah? Hahahaha..."
The reporters were stunned for a moment, and then they realized that Sun Xingmin's resume was okay for reminding the national team, but what should he say in front of Yi Zhe! With this guy who has more qualifications than Liuyang, Sun Bangzi is basically a younger brother!
"Ha... Okay, let's change the question. Yi Zhe, what do you think of this match with Son Heung-min as it relates to the competition for the top brother in Asian football?"
