Becoming a football god from Arsenal

Chapter 109: Maher's incredible speed! Isabella's sportswear is now on sale!
The next day, Maher and Gilbert came to Sheffield United's training base to test their maximum running speed.

Most of their familiar teammates and coaches have left the club, but through contacts, they still found two football data analysts who were working overtime.

"What's there to test?"

Gilbert couldn't understand Maher's curiosity. He shook his head and complained, "Your speed is excellent, and mine is above average. Isn't it enough to know this?"

Maher looked at him and chuckled, "I've been practicing for almost half a year. What if I've improved again?"

In fact, the main reason is that he wants to have a clear understanding of his current speed ability before returning to Arsenal.

Let’s take a look at the position of level 4 speed in football.

Unlike long-range shooting and other abilities whose specific level cannot be estimated, speed ability is definitely possible.

Maher used to often see media reports on data networks about which basketball stars had the highest running speed of x kilometers per hour.

If I remember correctly, some of the fastest horses in football, such as Gareth Bale and French superstar Kylian Mbappe, have reached a maximum running speed of around 37.5km per hour.

This speed is very close to Bolt's average speed of 9.58.

Of course, Bolt's maximum speed between 80-90 meters is around 44.5km, so there is still a certain gap between him and football players.

The maximum speed is not the average speed, but the fastest speed that breaks out in an instant, which is achieved in a short-distance sprint.

"What if again?"

When Gilbert heard Mahel say this, he shut his mouth. Every time Mahel said this, he really made progress again and again, which was very frustrating.

The two walked all the way to the club's playground and saw two data analysts already waiting for them there.

"Hello."

One of them came up to greet the two and said with a smile, "I heard from Mr. Jolson that you want to test your speed ability?"

"Yes."

Maher didn't know if the club had similar equipment, so he asked, "Is there a device that can capture the player's maximum running speed?"

“Just purchased before the end of the season.”

The data analyst had a proud look on his face and seemed to love the equipment very much. “We are equipped with the most advanced Amisco football analysis system, which can calculate the maximum speed through analysis.

"The fastest speed in the Premier League this season reported by The Sun was also measured using this analysis system, and it is very accurate."

"That's good." Maher sighed inwardly at the England team's investment in hardware facilities, and took Gilbert to the sidelines to warm up.

After the warm-up, the two of them came to the center circle and waited for the start.

The two data analysts then walked to the sidelines and fiddled with the filming equipment mounted on the railing. After debugging all eight capture devices in a row, they signaled the two men that they could begin.

"Just run around."

One person drew a circle with his hand and shouted with a smile: "Run in a circle for as long as you want! No matter what, we can capture and measure your peak speed."

Maher nodded, raised his legs high a few times, and rushed out in one direction first.

"Boom!"

He put on his spikes and imitated the feeling of running on the court, pushing off the ground and starting, kicking up a cloud of grass and dirt.

A powerful force burst out from his whole body, supporting him to continuously speed up the speed of swinging his arms and raising his legs and taking steps. His toes tapped the ground lightly and violently, then bounced up quickly again.

The breeze blew on his face, into his collar and ears, temporarily weakening his hearing.

"Wo De Fa!"

Gilbert opened his mouth slightly behind him. He saw Maher approaching the baseline at a very fast speed and couldn't help but sigh: "No, are you kidding me?"

"*#%&#~!" Maher could hear Gilbert saying something in the back, but it was unclear, more like a string of garbled code.

Seeing that he was approaching the finish line, he exerted all his strength to speed up again, gritted his teeth and rushed towards the finish line!

When he slowly slowed down and stopped, he turned around and saw Gilbert and the two data analysts were stunned.

"No wonder you wanted to take the test."

Gilbert was numb. He was often hit like this by Mahel and had a faint sense of death that he had "got used to".

He originally thought that since Mael was faster than him, if he took the test himself he would just be used for comparison, so he decided not to run.

But now that I think about it, since the gap is so big, I might as well feel out this new equipment and measure my own speed.

"Boom!"

He soon pushed off the ground and broke into a sprint, running one lap after another, hoping to run at his best.

The two performed more than ten anaerobic sprints in total. After feeling a little tired, they came to the side of the court to check the data.

"follow me."

The two data analysts put away their recording equipment and took them to a room, asking them to wait for a while. "It will be ready in twenty minutes."

“It’s really advanced.”

Gilbert looked at their backs and smiled, "It feels like seeing a doctor in a hospital."

"Haha." Maher laughed out loud. He did have a similar feeling.

The various types of equipment currently available are actually not advanced. The next few years will be the time when technology will truly develop rapidly.

Thinking of this, he found that since the first season, his acceptance of this body and this era has become higher and higher, and he often thinks about problems from the perspective of the present.

He will only think about his past life when some information stimulates his memory.

"Come in!" A data analyst opened the door and invited the two in. There was obvious astonishment in his eyes when he looked at Maher.

Maher was not surprised. He patted Gilbert on the shoulder and said, "Let's go and have a consultation."

Gilbert smiled and walked in with Mahel. They came to a computer. They looked down and saw a data table.

Gilbert:

NO.1: 19.9 miles 1 hour
NO.2: 19.4 miles 1 hour
NO.3: 19.1 miles 1 hour
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"Not bad."

Gilbert smiled, knowing that these were some of his fastest times, and after giving up the idea of ​​comparing himself with Maher, he became more open-minded.

Maher looked at his data, feeling more or less confused, so he still had to convert it.

He certainly cannot look at this unit of measurement that he has used since he was a child from today's perspective. It is a deep-rooted habit and he cannot be sensitive to miles.

“The fastest is about 32 kilometers.”

He got an answer in his mind: the conversion between miles and kilometers is about 1 to 1.6.

"Come here." A data analyst smiled bitterly and pointed to the side, indicating that the two should look at another computer, which contained all kinds of data on Maher.

Maher:

NO.1: 23.8 miles 1 hour
NO.2: 23.6 miles 1 hour
NO.3: 23.5 miles 1 hour
】

"Close to 24?"

Gilbert swore that he had prepared himself mentally, but he still didn't expect Maher's running speed to be this fast. He couldn't accept it: "Bolt?!"

"Top speed."

Maher smiled and pulled out his phone, using a calculator to calculate as he explained. He couldn't do the math in his head. "It's not like I can run this fast all the time."

He quickly calculated his average speed in kilometers per hour, 38.4! In other words, he could not win by a narrow margin when running against the great Bale and Mbappe!
Premier League defender?

Before Kyle Walker develops, it is very likely that no one can keep up with him!

This is only level 4!

Maher is increasingly curious about whether his level 5 speed ability would allow him to compete with Bolt or even surpass him.

"Unheard of."

A data analyst sighed, shook his head and said, "We thought the calculation was wrong at first, so we used the analysis system to analyze it several times and finally found that it was correct.

"I can no longer distrust the Amisco system, so there is only one truth: Maher's speed surpasses almost all football players."

The other data analyst didn't say anything, but just looked up and down at Maher's body, wanting to see what its structure was.

After Maher and Gilbert left the training base, they walked to their home on Cherry Street, sort of taking a last look at the city's streets.

Along the way, they met many fans who came up to them and asked for photos and autographs, and they all agreed.

It didn't cause any big commotion. Most of the fans who loved them just stood in the distance and took pictures without coming up to disturb them.

As they walked, they came to the busiest streets in the city center and saw long queues in front of many shops.

"what's the situation?"

Gilbert seemed to want to see the fun and moved closer.

Maher remembered the chaotic scene in his previous life when people followed the trend and lined up to buy milk tea and luxury goods, and advised: "It's better not to go, in case it causes a commotion and it ends badly.

"What's so good about this kind of excitement? It's just that today is the weekend and everyone has nothing to do."

"Primacy?"

Gilbert looked at the logos of these shops and it seemed to be a new brand, which sounded familiar.

He suddenly turned around, looked at Maher and said, "Isn't this the company you endorse?"

"what?"

Maher quickened his pace and moved towards the bustling crowd. When he saw that most people were holding co-branded T-shirts related to him, his attitude took a 180-degree turn.

"Haha." He put a hand on Gilbert's shoulder and said with a smile: "Let's go buy two pieces. These people have good taste."

Gilbert followed Maher in silence and came to the queue, which did cause a commotion.

Many fans who bought the co-branded clothes stood next to Maher holding their jerseys and asked their family members to take pictures of them. Some even asked Gilbert to take a picture with them.

Gilbert was quite happy at first, but gradually became tired of coping.

Especially when he realized that he was just a gift for these people to get Maher's co-branded T-shirt and take photos with Maher; that he was just a part of their play, his mentality slowly exploded.

He saw that Mahel was quite happy, and he waited in line peacefully and orderly for a long time, and even when others gave up their seats for him, he chose to refuse.

"Don't you want to join in the fun?" Gilbert finally couldn't help it and asked with pursed lips.

"What's the excitement?"

Maher had forgotten what he had said and smiled, "Don't you think the material of this dress is very good? It is top quality and the design is very stylish. I bet he will sell it all over England.

"Look at the hot atmosphere and enthusiastic crowd, it proves that I made the right decision to endorse this company."

Gilbert: “.”

It seems that buying anything else is just joining in the fun, but buying your endorsement is about the hot atmosphere and enthusiastic crowd.

"The agent will definitely give you a few pieces, right?" he asked patiently.

"Maybe."

Maher enjoyed it very much and pointed around and said, "But I haven't seen this kind of enthusiasm for a long time. Let's experience the feeling of rushing to buy."

Gilbert was completely speechless and gave him a thumbs up: "Good, good, good."

After staying for more than half an hour, the two men finally "grabbed" two short-sleeved shirts. When they picked up the clothes, they found that there was the Sheffield United logo on them.

"This endorsement company is something." Gilbert looked surprised and sighed, "Not only did they get the endorsement of Sheffield United's star player last season, they also got the team's authorization."

"really."

Maher felt the same as he did. He didn't expect Isabella to have such great power, which was considered extraordinary power for her age.

I just don’t know whether the red envelope promised to him has been received?
After returning home, Maher calmed down, took out his notebook and started making his future training plan.

After his speed ability skyrocketed, he gained another super ability, which can not be regarded as his first lv5 ability!
Next, choose other abilities to practice.

“Strength and coordination.”

He did not forget his previous plan and wrote these two items into his training plan. This is not only a comprehensive improvement of his qualities in all aspects, but also two important abilities to reduce his risk of injury.

He doesn't want to be a glass man. After having a speed that surpasses Adama Traore, he also wants to have the physical confrontation of Adama Traore and the flexibility of Ibrahimovic!
"Anti-footed."

This was the second thing he wrote in. This ability had just been upgraded to level 3 some time ago. He also knew clearly that level 4 was to improve the accuracy of the weak foot.

If he trains this ability to level 4, the difference between his left foot and right foot will probably not be that big.

Next season, the ratio of goals to assists will be around a healthier 1:2 or even 1:1.5!

It's not about exchanging the data of the right foot, but about improving the efficiency of the left foot and bringing it closer to the right foot!

"I'm not busy during the offseason, so I can practice well."

Maher encouraged himself. He really wanted to put up impressive statistics when he entered the Premier League instead of lying dormant and crawling slowly.

Next, he began to think about his current weaknesses.

He is definitely good at shooting and passing, and he has two level 4 skills for each of these two abilities!
It can be said that as long as the weak foot is trained, it will stand out among the Premier League stars!
The only difference may be that we need to consider the 'belt' and 'stop' in the stop-pass-belt shot.

His two dribbling skills are only at level 3, he has no ball-stopping skill at all, and he has almost no ability to get rid of the ball with the first touch.

In the Championship, most of the time he lost the ball because he failed to stop the ball and the defenders came up and stole it.

The defenders in the Premier League are obviously of a higher level and they won't give him any time to stop the ball and take his time.

“This capability must be possessed.”

Maher has made a decision. He plans to return to London and ask Gilbert to practice with him various ball-stopping skills, such as the first touch, to see what kind of skills he can develop.

“And dribbling the ball.”

He focused his attention on the last weak point. The importance of dribbling for a winger is self-evident. A winger without dribbling cannot perform well.

His level 3 bicycle and level 3 stride can fool Championship defenders, and his speed and strength allow him to not miss anyone.

Going to the Premier League and facing defenders who are more experienced and have stronger abilities in all aspects, it might be difficult.

Of course, now that there is enough space, he can just rush forward to solve the problem.

But, with such a strong proficiency panel, wouldn’t it be a waste if you don’t practice some clever breakthrough skills to make your kicks more graceful and agile?
It is better to have all kinds of dodging, passing several people, and various fancy moves as early as possible.

It's not only about playing cool, but also about having a stronger performance and creating more opportunities.

"We'll think about this when we get to the training ground."

Maher didn't make a decision right now, but simply marked dribbling practice as a top priority and closed his notebook.

(End of this chapter)