Master Tutoring Class

Chapter 12 Advanced Course
It's finally over!

Wei Lai felt utterly exhausted. In those 40 minutes, he had lost count of how many times he had conceded the ball or how many times he had been outmaneuvered.

If it weren't for that tall guy named Maguire holding up the defense, Manchester United's backline would have collapsed.

However, Wei Lai could also sense that the tall guy named Maguire was working very hard, or rather, that every kick was risky.

After all, without the shield of the defensive midfield position, he was directly exposed to the opponent's forwards, and the constant attacks and interference must have made it very difficult for him to play.

But Wei Lai had no choice; he couldn't do any more.

Congratulations on passing the assessment!

Casemiro's voice rang out.

Wei Lai said dejectedly, "I'm sorry, I messed up the game!"

Wei Lai could sense that, compared to the other side, their strength was a cut above the rest. However, his 'decorative' role resulted in Manchester United practically playing with 10 men against 11.

Even if it's 10 against 12, it's considered a side effect under the system's mandatory requirements!
Casemiro chuckled twice and said, "Next comes the reward, enjoy it!"

"Huh?" Wei Lai hadn't figured it out yet when his body started moving involuntarily.

Wei Lai exclaimed in alarm, "Another trusteeship?"

When Manchester United took a throw-in, Wei Lai clearly saw his head turn to one side as his teammate passed the ball to him, and he observed.

After locking onto the target, he suddenly sat back.

Before receiving the ball, engage in a contest.

After knocking the opponent away, he steadily took control of the ball, turned, and passed it across.

After making the pass, he didn't stay still, but instead swam towards the center circle.

It was through a series of single touches that he gradually regained his composure after disrupting his rhythm.

"Is the coach an attacking midfielder?"

Wei Lai asked, somewhat surprised.

"No!" Casemiro's voice rang out again; "I'm a defensive midfielder, but I have a great partner, and I've learned a few tricks from him!"

The next second, the ball fell from the sky. The player relaxed his foot and gently controlled the ball, shifting his body weight to the right. Suddenly, he pulled to the left and used his foot to pull the ball away to get rid of the ball.

The set of movements was fluid and natural, giving even his robust physique a touch of agility.

Casemiro: "This is another partner's ability; his dribbling is absolutely world-class! He's also one of the few midfield maestros in football! Despite his short stature, he's really amazing. If you continue to improve, you'll eventually be taught a lesson by them!"

"Now comes the important part, so watch carefully and learn well!"

As soon as Casemiro finished speaking, he charged around the field like a wild beast.

Wei Lai had never seen a guy like this before!

Under the impact of this body, the opponent's attack failed time and time again, whether by physical strength or skill, but that fierce posture was indeed dominating the field.

As this body performed exceptionally well, cheers from tens of thousands of fans in the stands rose and fell in waves.

Wei Lai thought that the fans would only cheer when he scored a goal.

But he noticed that every brilliant interception and tackle by Casemiro elicited a burst of enthusiastic cheers from the crowd.

That's not all.
The team, Athletic Bilbao, had their initially fierce offensive gradually crumbled under pressure.

At this moment, Casemiro was like a tiger crouching in the middle of the field.

A pair of tiger eyes stared intently at the person opposite, radiating an intimidating aura.

He sprinted and roared across the field, like an invincible steel warrior.

Another interception.

This time it's an interception in the attacking third!

"nice shot!"

Wei Lai couldn't help but cheer. From his first-person perspective, he knew how crucial this interception was.

"It's time to pass the ball!"

Wei Lai was extremely excited.

But the next second, his body moved, he took a step forward, and swung his right foot up, the veins on his strong thigh bulging, and his foot lashed the ball like a whip.

boom!
The ball hurtled towards the goal like a cannonball, blasting past the opposing goalkeeper's outstretched fingers. Wei Lai gaped in astonishment.

"That's awesome!"

The sounds from the stadium gradually faded into a hazy, dreamlike quality, until the news broke.

But Wei Lai always felt that the loud cheers were still ringing in his ears.

He experienced the splendor of top European competitions here.

So many fascinating things!

"My student, the course that has lasted for more than a month has come to an end. Although the time was short, seeing your progress has made me very gratified!"

Casemiro's figure slowly appeared.

This time it was no longer so illusory, but something that could be seen clearly.

"Your future holds many more challenges; this is just the beginning. I hope you can overcome these difficulties, and I sincerely wish you so!"

Wei Lai looked at Casemiro, his face also full of gratitude.

Although he is not a star player in his own world, he must be an excellent player!
"I will not let you down! I will train even harder!"

Seeing the serious look on Wei Lai's face, Casemiro's face showed a look of satisfaction.

"My course has ended. Next is the advanced course. I hope you won't slack off. I wish you all the best for the future!"

Casemiro's figure gradually faded into nothingness, transforming into specks of light and dissipating into the space.

Wei Lai slowly exhaled, just as the system notification sounded.

[Phase 1 course complete! We're about to move on to the advanced course: defensive anticipation, defensive observation, defensive reading, and defensive coverage!]

[Lecturer: ???]

A figure slowly emerged.

Wei Lai was astonished to find that the other person was shorter than him.

She was about 170 centimeters tall, with a slightly slender build, and was wearing a blue tracksuit.

His face was still shrouded in smoke, but from his bare hands, it was clear that he was a Black man.

"Hello! I'm the instructor for the second lesson. My name is... I can't tell you my real name yet, sorry!"

The other person scratched their head, appearing extremely shy.

Wei Lai scratched his cheek and asked, "Then how should I address you?"

"Just call me Iron Wall! Coach Iron Wall! I like it when people call me that!"

Iron Wall?

Wei looked at the other person, who was noticeably shorter than him and not as muscular as Casemiro.

Can this physique truly be considered that of a defensive midfielder?

It doesn't seem to fit the word 'iron wall' at all!
"Shall we begin the lesson?"

"Uh," Wei Lai nodded and said, "Sure, you don't need to be so polite!"

"I'm a bit shy, but I'll do my best to teach this lesson well, so don't worry too much."

Wei Lai nodded; "Where do we begin?"

"Let's start with anticipation! We'll begin with anticipation!"

After saying that, the competition reappeared in the space.

"My course will incorporate practical application; everything from now on will be real-world drills." Coach Ironwall turned to look at Wei Lai, thought for a moment, and said, "Let me demonstrate for you first!"

After saying that, Coach Iron Wall walked onto the court.

Among a group of people who are 180-190 cm tall, Coach Iron Wall looks like a dwarf and doesn't intimidate anyone at all.

Casemiro standing there exudes a menacing aura, like a fierce tiger.

But the Iron Wall Coach didn't shout or yell; he was very quiet and gave off a feeling that he was easy to bully.

"Is he really a defensive midfielder?" Wei Lai scratched his head.

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