Looking at Cheng Ze who was still in a daze, Guan Hao finally murmured.
Guan Hao is a very motivated person. From being an unknown person when he first came into contact with football, to now he has become famous. He is constantly learning, absorbing nutrients from the football world, and constantly improving himself.
It was this hard work that allowed him to shine in both the national football team and the league.
The extremely difficult penetration of the opponent's goal and the pursuit of the wind are all the results of my hard work.
The man's words just now made Guan Hao's blood boil.
If you learn any of these skills, you will be proud of yourself in China.
"Hey! Are you stupid?"
Seeing Cheng Ze picking up the football and standing there stunned, Ye Huang shouted to him.
"Huh? You...you are obviously kicking so slowly, why can't I stop you?"
"If you stop me, wouldn't I be the one who is embarrassed today?" Ye Huang joked.
"That's not what I meant. I just wanted to ask why I didn't stop him. I clearly saw him going towards my chest."
"The result passed through your crotch, right?"
"yes!"
Cheng Ze nodded, but still hesitated to catch it. He had never caught a fallen leaf ball before, so he didn't know how to catch it. It was just that he subconsciously thought that was the safest move, but he still missed it.
"Not to mention these, there are four more. I will tell you after the game."
"good!"
At this moment, Cheng Ze did indeed abandon the mentality of winning as Ye Huang said. He put on his gloves and looked at Ye Huang solemnly.
Suddenly, Ye Huang turned on the invincible mode again.
Banana ball, elevator ball, grafted ball, astonishing zero-degree shot, Ye Huang used four completely different methods for the remaining four shots. Everyone watching was dumbfounded.
Although they already had a premonition that Ye Huang would definitely shock them, seeing the opponent's miraculous way of scoring goals, both Cheng Ze and Guan Hao felt unspeakably sad.
***I have worked so hard to practice, but I can’t compare to an amateur player. Isn’t this shocking?
"How does it feel?"
Ye Huang walked up to Guan Hao and ignored the roaring mountains and tsunami outside the venue.
"It's a little unreal. It feels too fake. Isn't it too offensive for you? I started playing football when I was five years old, and now I'm nineteen years old. I'm not as good at amateur football as you."
Guan Hao showed a hint of bitterness on his face.
Guan Hao, who has determined since he was a child to become a professional player and join the national team and lead the national team to the World Cup, can no longer hold on to his ideals at this moment.
If even an amateur is so good, how many masters are there in the world?
"There's no need to belittle yourself so much. Your current strength is not bad. In terms of footwork alone, it's not much worse than some big names in Europe. As for your physical fitness, I don't know."
"I can run all over the field for ninety minutes!" Guan Hao said in a very firm tone.
"Really?" Ye Huang didn't believe it.
"It's true. In this Four Nations Tournament, in three games, he defeated a total of six defenders from South Korea, North Korea and the Sun Country." Behind him, Cheng Ze explained for Guan Hao.
Cheng Ze's words made Emperor Ye raise his eyebrows, and his eyes looked brighter than before when he looked at Guan Hao.
"Good boy, they have always brought us down. I never thought you could bring them down." Ye Huang was still very surprised by what Cheng Ze said.
Whether it is North Korea, South Korea or the Sun Country, the physical fitness of football players from these three countries is unparalleled in the world. They are of the type of steel and iron bones, but they were defeated by six people by this nineteen-year-old boy in front of them. This boy's physical fitness
How powerful the reserves should be.
"Guan Hao brought those people down. They still didn't believe it. They dragged Guan Hao for a urine test, but nothing was found."
Cheng Ze felt much better when he talked about this matter.
Those three countries are all their mortal enemies. If they encounter each other and fight to the death, they will naturally feel very happy after defeating them.
"In this case, you should be able to go to the European League? No one is looking for you?" Ye Huang said in surprise.
Although Huaxia has never been a key target of European league scouts, some people come to take a look every year. Shouldn't they miss Guan Hao?
"Manchester United approached me, but I rejected it!"
Guan Hao said calmly.
"Rejected?"
"Yes, they asked me to start from the bench, but I didn't agree. I am still in the growth stage and there is still a lot of room for improvement. Being on the bench will only make me mediocre."
Guan Hao believes that only by constantly exercising and constantly testing himself on the court can he stimulate his body's potential and improve his skills.
Although Guan Hao also wants to join Manchester United, he doesn't want to take risks prematurely.
"Your decision is correct. Our ancestors also said that we would rather be the chicken head than the tail. Right now, your strength is not outstanding in the European League. You really need to strengthen yourself."
"You are lucky to have met me. Do you want to learn now?" Ye Huang smiled.
"Please teach us!"
Guan Hao and Cheng Ze looked at each other, and then bowed respectfully to Emperor Ye.
They wanted to become stronger, so they chose to seek advice humbly and put away their former frivolity.
"I can leave all my kicking skills and fighting methods to you, but I have one request."
"We agree to any request." They said in unison again.
Seeing how eager the two of them were, Ye Huang smiled again. Their eagerness meant that they wanted to make progress, and this was the best.
"That's it! I'll give you all the techniques, but I ask that you must learn one before trying another, otherwise you will just be greedy for more, you know?"
"We understand, don't worry, we know how to control it."
"That's good, come with me."
With that said, Ye Huang walked to the goal position and called to a group of students watching the excitement to bring over the other balls.
…
Later, for more than an hour, Ye Huang taught them his experience and gained by playing by himself and coaching them. It was not until the night gradually darkened that he finished everything.
"Okay, all kinds of skills are very simple to say and are available in written texts, but it is difficult to use them. I have just told you two some skills on how to play football and how to save. Go back and practice together.
, it will always succeed.”
"Remember, don't be greedy for more, and football is always a sport of eleven people. Don't always think that you can save the world alone, you still have to rely on teamwork. I hope you can influence them in the national team. Only by improving all
Only by doing so can we enter the World Cup, do you understand?"
"We remember, Teacher Ye, your great kindness and kindness, the two of us will never forget it!"
With that said, the two of them bowed to Ye Huang again. For more than an hour just now, what Ye Huang told them made them feel deafening and enlightening.
It was precisely with these skills taught by Professor Ye Huang that the two of them practiced hard. Three years later, the two of them entered the European competition together. One hero was invincible, and the ten-finger barrier was unbreakable, like an iron gate.
When the Western media interviewed them and asked who taught them this miraculous skill, both of them smiled discouragedly and excused themselves.
Emperor Ye wouldn't let them talk, so naturally they wouldn't say anything nonsense.
