Hexagonal God

Chapter 458 Mastery Level Football Player

Su Mo was wearing a mobile suit and practicing juggling on the court.

Zheng Zhi walked over from a distance and carefully observed Su Mo's technical movements.

"Yeah, he has some skills, he doesn't look like an amateur."

Su Mo's current technical level is at the average level of the Chinese Super League, which is definitely much better than that of an amateur.

Even though the Chinese national football team has been losing more than winning, it is still very stable against amateur teams, so Su Mo now looks like a professional player.

After quietly comparing himself with others, Zheng Zhi felt that he still had some advantages, so he felt relieved.

"Su Shen!"

"Hey! Hello, Zheng Zhi, thank you for your hard work along the way."

Zheng Zhi was indeed very tired. Although the first-class seat was very large, flying for several hours was still quite tiring.

"It's okay. We national football team players fly back and forth frequently and we're used to it."

"That's good, let's get started."

Zheng Zhi put down his backpack and asked, "Okay, what technical skills do you want to learn first?"

Su Mo didn't want to learn any technical skills at all. It would be easy to learn the wrong techniques if he learned from the national football team.

What Su Mo wanted was his status as a player in the top five leagues. He didn't beat around the bush and said directly: "I want to have a bullfight with you. Each of us attacks three times, and the one who scores more goals wins."

Zheng Zhi was stunned for a moment, and then became a little unhappy.

This Su Mo looks down on himself. Although the Chinese national football team has been defeated repeatedly, is it something that an amateur like him can challenge?

But he didn't dare to show it, so he said tactfully, "Direct confrontation? You haven't had any systematic training, so I'm afraid it's not very suitable."

Su Mo noticed that Zheng Zhi was a little dissatisfied, and said sincerely: "To be honest, the reason why I was so anxious to find you is because I have a one-on-one match with Ronaldo tomorrow. I am not sure, so I have to find someone to practice with. After thinking about it, the person in China who is closest to Ronaldo's level should be you, so I hope you don't mind if I am being presumptuous."

After saying that, Su Mo turned around and waved to Liu Nian, who immediately handed him a check.

Su Mo handed the check directly to Zheng Zhi: "Here is one million RMB, not much. No matter what the result is, just consider it as a little hard work fee. I hope you won't refuse it."

Zheng Zhi felt very happy, a little proud and a little happy.

Su Mo's words were very sincere, especially the sentence that you should be the one who is closest to Ronaldo's level in China, but he praised Zheng Zhi highly.

And one million is really not a small amount. Just by flying over to play football with the young master, you can get one million. This money comes quite easily.

Zheng Zhi is also a realistic person and took the check directly.

"Thank you very much for Su Shen's generosity. I'll accept it. You decide how to practice today. I will definitely sacrifice my life for you."

Su Mo smiled: "I only have one request, you must try your best and not let up at all. After all, I still have to face Ronaldo tomorrow. If you let up, you will hurt me."

Zheng Zhi nodded solemnly immediately, then remembered something: "Cristiano Ronaldo? Isn't he in Japan and about to go to Saudi Arabia?"

"I made an appointment with him. He will finish his Japan tour a day early and start his Saudi tour a day later. He will come to China for two days and meet me."

Zheng Zhi gave a thumbs up sincerely: "Su Shen, you are this!"

Su Mo did not answer this question, but chose to start the competition with Zheng Zhi.

As soon as the game started and Zheng Zhi kicked off, Su Mo felt the gap.

Zheng Zhi's speed, strength, jumping ability, etc. are not as good as his own. After all, Su Mo's overall attributes are over 90 points, and there is probably no one else on the entire earth with such physical fitness.

Perhaps some athletes surpass Su Mo in one or two aspects, but it is impossible to surpass him overall.

Zheng Zhi's overall attributes are estimated to be less than 80, some are above 80, and some are below 80.

During the physical confrontation, Zheng Zhi was almost knocked down by Su Mo.

"Su Shen! Your physical fitness is so strong, no wonder you were able to do such inhuman things in Myanmar."

As he spoke, Zheng Zhi changed his offensive strategy and began to use techniques.

Su Mo felt a little uncomfortable this time. He was beaten by Zheng Zhi with a Marseille turn and lost the ball first.

Zheng Zhi scored a goal and was still explaining to Su Mo: "Su Shen, your defense just now was a bit inexperienced. It should be like this... like this."

After saying it twice, Zheng Zhi wanted to use the same trick again, but was interrupted by Su Mo.

"Ah! Is this fake? You learned so quickly?"

He didn't know that he had just passed Su Mo once, and Su Mo already had the experience of twenty times. If he did it again for the second time, he would of course be walking into a trap.

It was Su Mo's turn to attack. With the help of his burst and speed, he suddenly started, got rid of Zheng Zhi, found the space for shooting, and kicked it out!
It was a shot at the level of the Chinese national football team, but this time it was not very accurate and flew directly against the crossbar.

Bang!

The football flew into the audience seats and landed on the seats, even with some impact.

Although it didn't go in, Zheng Zhi couldn't help but be amazed.

"Su Shen! Your speed and strength are quite scary, but your accuracy is a little lacking."

"It should be better next time." Su Mo answered confidently.

It was Zheng Zhi's turn to attack. He made an emergency stop and did a bicycle kick, which gave him another good chance to shoot. However, the angle was a little off and he missed the goal.

Su Mo attacked with the same move as before, a sudden start.

Zheng Zhi was prepared this time and rushed forward, but he didn't expect Su Mo to speed up again, forcefully create some space for him, and kick again.

Swish!
The football went through the net and Su Mo scored a goal.

Luo Qun and Liu Nian on the sidelines applauded Su Mo, acting as a makeshift cheerleading squad. Zheng Zhi felt a little embarrassed, but his speed was not his strong point, and he really had no good way to deal with Su Mo's offensive style.

Since defense doesn’t work, let’s attack!

Zheng Zhi then displayed all the eighteen martial arts he had learned in his life.

Even with his full effort, Su Mo still didn't win the first game, losing 2-3.

After all, he was a member of the old national team, so it was not shameful for Su Mo to lose.

Moreover, Su Mo also clearly felt the gap between the two, and the gap was not that big.

There is some gap in technology, but it is not insurmountable. In terms of physical fitness, Su Mo is even more overwhelming.

Su Mo did not rely entirely on his body at this moment, and continued to fight with Zheng Zhi with his skills.

In the second game, they still lost 2-3, but it was very difficult for Zheng Zhi to win this game. Su Mo was very serious during the game and did not give in at all. Zheng Zhi won with difficulty. Both sides had many times when they failed to score.

"Wow! Su Shen, you've improved so fast. To be honest, I've never seen anyone improve so fast. You really should become a professional player."

Su Mo smiled and said, "Do professional players earn a lot?"

"Of course, forget it. No matter how much money a job makes, it's nothing in your eyes, haha!"

Su Mo picked up the football: "Then it's my turn to attack first this time!"

"Okay! Come on! You won't be able to defeat me anytime soon."

Five minutes later...

Zheng Zhi lay on the lawn panting, looking at the score of 3 to 2, which was simply unbelievable.

This time he had 2 points and Su Mo had 3 points, so he lost.

The battle between the two sides was very fierce. He did not give in at all, but Su Mo's progress was too fast.

He pushed himself to the limit for every ball, but his physical fitness couldn't keep up, and he ultimately lost by one goal.

On the other hand, Su Mo's face was not red and he was not out of breath. He seemed to be thinking about something.

"Are you still not satisfied with the score? Or do you feel you still have room for improvement? Isn't this a bit too demanding of yourself?"

Zheng Zhi thought Su Mo was reviewing the game, but Su Mo was actually looking at the system prompts.

[Congratulations, host! You have defeated a player from one of the top five leagues in a head-to-head match. You have obtained a high-paying career, football player, master level.]

[Football player, master level, corresponding profession, player from the top five leagues.]

[Based on the system's evaluation, you receive the average daily salary of players in the five major leagues, 30000 yuan.]

Seeing this number, Su Mo was slightly stunned.

The income of players in these five major leagues doesn't seem to be much higher than that of the Chinese Super League.

But he soon realized that a high platform does not mean he can earn a lot more.

The ones who really make money are the star players. Some of them don't even earn as much as they do in the Chinese Super League, mainly for fame.

This amount of money probably includes income from advertising endorsements.

But whether it is 19,000 or 30,000, it is not important to Su Mo. What is important is that he now has the strength of a proficient-level player.

Thinking about it, Su Mo called out to Zheng Zhi: "Can we play another round?"

"That's the last round. My physical strength really can't compare to yours."

Zheng Zhi wanted to refuse, but the man's arms were too short, so he had no choice but to stand up and fight again.

Five minutes later...

Zheng Zhi looked at the score of 3-0 in disbelief, feeling that today's experience had completely overturned his understanding of sports and football.

At the beginning, Su Mo was not his opponent, but now he can even shave his head.

Although there were physical factors, Zheng Zhi could see the rapid improvement in Su Mo's skills.

He was convinced, completely convinced.

He gave Su Mo a thumbs up and said, "Su Shen, you're awesome! If you were to play football, I think our country's football team would be quite promising. Really, wouldn't you consider joining the national team?"

Su Mo smiled and waved his hands: "I really don't have much interest, but I am interested in playing a football game."

"Really? Who are you playing against?"

"South Korea, with Jeonbuk Hyundai as the team's players."

Zheng Zhi didn't know anything about Su Mo and Hyundai Group, and was a little confused.

But he thought about it and said, "That's probably not easy. If you don't join the national team, how can you possibly play for the national team? That's against the rules."

Su Mo also knew this. If one wanted to become a national player, he had to go through selection.

There are even a lot of tricks involved, but in the formal process, many things are required to be very strict.

For example, technical level, physical fitness, psychological quality, tactical understanding, teamwork and so on.

In addition, you need to be a professional football player, be registered with the Football Association, have played in the A-level league or above, etc.

Theoretically speaking, this last one would have stuck Su Mo.

(End of this chapter)