Master Tutoring Class

Chapter 252 The Smell of a Goal

"When facing Premier League teams, you must observe carefully and be decisive when passing the ball. Once they stick to you, things will become very troublesome!"

Musar reminded Wei Lai.

The Premier League has a different style from other leagues, with a high level of competition.

Premier League players are adept at using their physicality to engage in various confrontations and make frequent, subtle moves to disrupt the opponent's possession system, and then seize the opportunity to deliver a decisive blow.

Therefore, it is necessary not only to observe carefully, but also to defend one's own position, at the very least not to give the opponent too obvious avenues for attack.

"I see!"

Wei Lai immediately nodded.

Although he doesn't play against Premier League teams often in real life, he plays the Premier League every day in his mock classes.

He's quite the seasoned Premier League player.

"Both teams have set up their formations, and the match is about to begin."

Commentator Duan Jiang said solemnly, "This match is extremely important for Atlético Amsterdam. Playing at home against Brighton, they must win this game if they want to take control of the game!"

It could be said that Atlético Amsterdam faced greater offensive pressure in this match.

After all, they are playing at home. For Brighton, even if they draw, they will be able to play at home in the next round.

Wei Lai looked across at the Asian man with black hair and yellow skin.

Compared to himself, he looks more mature. This is currently Japan's most valuable and famous player, Mitsui Fuji.

As an Asian player, he not only established himself in the Premier League, but also secured a starting position with his sharp wing play.

In the latest Premier League statistics rankings, Mitsui Fuji is ranked fourth in the breakthroughs list.

In the highly competitive Premier League, he managed to break into the top five of the dribbling charts, which speaks volumes about his skill.

Of course, compared to his breakthroughs, his assists and goals are not as impressive.

However, this is also the reason for the tactical focus.

In Brighton's tactical system, Mitsui Fujiwara plays the role of a strong-side dribbler, protecting other key finishers.

At this point, the referee had already begun to leave the center circle.

Cheers erupted suddenly, and sharp whistles blared immediately.

Beep!
The match has begun.

"This is the second round of the 2027/2028 Europa League group stage, with Atlético Amsterdam hosting Brighton. Both teams are currently in 100-40 tie."

Dutch commentator Louis van Gaal was only halfway through his commentary when he saw Brighton player Adinelli suddenly rush over and violently knock Mussar to the ground.

Amsterdam Athletic's first pass failed.

Of course, Brighton was also warned once.

Wei Lai immediately ran over.

"Is it okay!"

Musar struggled to his feet and shook his head.

"Hey! Old man! You move as slowly as an old lady. You should retire instead of playing here!"

Adinelli took advantage of the referee's absence to launch a sarcastic attack.

At the same time, the guy made a gesture of using crutches to further mock him.

"damn thing!"

Wei Lai's eyes widened, and he was about to step forward angrily.

But Musar grabbed Wei Lai and said, "Calm down!"

Wei Lai turned his head to look over.

Musar sighed and said, "This is one of their tactics: to foul us to disrupt our passing and prevent us from getting into the game smoothly, while also taunting us verbally. If we lose our temper, they will immediately retaliate. We can't let ourselves get impulsive at this time!"

Musar stared at Wei Lai and asked seriously, "What would be the most effective counterattack?"

Wei Lai pursed his lips, turned his head, and said in a deep voice, "Goal!"

Musar smiled with satisfaction and patted Wei Lai's head: "That's right! Don't let them provoke you, just focus on playing football."

Atlético Amsterdam kicks off again.

Musar passed the ball to Weilai, who immediately passed it back.

Wei Lai ran a few steps forward, and someone immediately came up to him, reached out, and grabbed his jersey.

Adinelli grabbed Wei Lai's jersey and pulled him down sharply.

But at the same time, he felt his jersey being pulled.

The two men dropped to their feet almost simultaneously, and released their grip almost at the same time as the referee turned around.

Adinelli was somewhat surprised and looked at Wei Lai.

Wei Lai turned his head; "Old man, hasn't anyone said your hairstyle is ugly? It looks like a pig's tail!"

Adinelli also wore a ponytail, but his ponytail was thin and short, and did indeed look somewhat like a pig's tail.

"Hey! Newbie! Your taunts are completely useless!"

"Are you speaking English?" Wei Lai blinked and grinned. "Your accent is really strange!"

Upon hearing this, Adinelli's eyes widened suddenly, and his entire face visibly turned red.

Adinelli has an accent in his English, which has been ridiculed by his teammates and opponents many times. This is why he tried so hard to learn the London accent, but he ended up with a poor imitation.

"Stinky brat!"

Wei Lai covered his nose: "Bad breath!"

After saying that, he immediately ran away.

Musar was right, the best response would be to score a goal, but Wei Lai couldn't stand the insult.

When he played for Manchester United, no one taught him to be a punching bag.

Keane told him to take revenge.

If someone tries to shovel at you, shovel back!
If someone insults you, insult them back!

Of course, the prerequisite is that you have to win the confrontation and be eloquent.

"Wei!"

When Wei Lai dropped back to receive the pass, Reyesa immediately passed the ball to him.

Wei Lai took the initiative to help, but Adinelli, who was next to him, also rushed over immediately.

Wei Lai's slender physique was no match for Adinelli.

If you force your way in, you'll only end up hurting yourself.

But someone taught him how to fight back!
Wei Lai ran towards the ball, but instead of running in a straight line, he circled around, increasing his running distance.

Because Adinelli was a few steps behind, he could only run in a straight line.

Just as the two arrived at the rendezvous point, the most intense confrontation ensued.

"Wei Lai! Watch out!"

Duan Jiang broke out in a cold sweat from nervousness.

Going head-to-head with a Premier League player is not a wise choice.

The next second, he saw Wei Lai suddenly take a step to the side as he reached the landing point, his arms close to his body, his slightly bent legs suddenly straightening, and his shoulders slamming into him. At the moment of impact, his arms made a slight opening motion, but it was very subtle.

The most crucial point is that Wei exerts force from the bottom up, making full use of the running start and the force of his legs pushing off the ground to push upwards!
boom!
In a collision, the confident Adinelli was suddenly pushed aside, his body staggering to the side, almost losing his balance and falling.

He turned to look at Wei Lai in astonishment. He couldn't understand how this guy, with his thin body, could unleash such formidable power.

boom!
Wei Lai kicked the ball out, turned to look at Adinelli, and suddenly grinned:

Are you trying to say, "Welcome to the Premier League?"

Adinelli was a little confused.

Wei Lai scoffed coldly: "Rookie!"

hiss! !

After receiving the ball, Musar couldn't help but secretly gasp.

He watched the entire confrontation between Wei Lai and Adinelli. At first, he thought Wei Lai was going to suffer a loss and was prepared to provide backup.

Unexpectedly, Wei Lai is also very skilled in combat techniques.

"How did this guy learn all this stuff! He's so young and ambitious!" After saying that, he couldn't help but shake his head and sigh, "That's great!"

Wei returned to his position.

When he's in the frontcourt, he can run to the left and right, but when he returns to the backcourt, he has to occupy his right side.

This not only controls the area but also increases the number of rendezvous points.

At the far end, Adinelli was still glaring at Wei Lai with hatred, but the distance was too great for him to cross the halfway line and retaliate.

boom!
In Brighton's attacking play, Mitsui Fuji received the ball on the wing.

This guy almost stopped the ball on the sideline, and Wei Lai immediately rushed over.

But before he could take his place, Mitsui Fuji had already started moving.

He started by flicking the ball with the instep, leaving almost no opportunity to tackle or intercept.

"Oh shit!"

Wei Lai immediately turned around, but he found that they had already separated by almost a body length.

What a strong explosive power!

Wei Lai dared not be presumptuous and decisively called for reinforcements.

"Danny! Slow him down!"

Dennis Chilburn immediately rushed over and began to restrain Mitsui Fuji, while Wei Lai also took advantage of this opportunity to quickly get into position.

boom!
Mitsui Fujii passed the ball back directly.

Japanese players are highly disciplined. Just like this time, in a one-on-two situation, they didn't even try, but simply passed the ball back, giving up the attacking opportunity.

Wei Lai returned to his defensive zone.

After a series of passes, Brighton finally attempted a shot on the right wing.

Adinelli's low shot from a tight angle was easily saved by Amsterdam goalkeeper Rutte.

"Do not worry!"

Musar pressed his hand down and said slowly, "Take it slow!"

Instead of throwing it forward, Lute passed it to Dennis Chilburn on the wing.

The latter passed the ball to Wei Lai.

Wei Lai received the ball with his back to goal and passed it to Musar with the instep of his foot.

After a series of quick passes, Wei Lai immediately turned and sprinted forward to receive the ball. Just as he reached the next receiving point, Mitsui Fuji also rushed over to block him.

Musar passed the ball, and Wei Lai's body tended to move inward, which caused Mitsui Fuji to make a wrong judgment and move forward a step.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Wei Lai immediately pulled the ball and turned around, intending to get rid of the ball on the other side.

But Mitsui Fuji managed to pull her back!

"Nima!"

Wei Lai cursed under his breath and kicked the ball to the wing.

He abandoned the breakthrough and instead opted for the second option, allowing Dennis Zilburne to create space on the wing.

At the same time, Wei Lai raised his head, constantly turning his head to observe and think.

There was always someone next to Conrad Lehman on the far side, clearly Brighton were wary of their strong-side to weak-side play and intended to lock down Conrad Lehman in this way.

"Penetrating through the middle!"

Wei Lai immediately made a judgment and turned to look at Musar.

The moment their eyes met, Musar moved forward as if by telepathy.

"Pass the ball!"

Wei Lai immediately called out to Dennis Zilburn, asking for a pass.

At the moment the latter passed the ball, Wei Lai pretended to receive it, then suddenly let it slip past him.

At the same time, we run forward, opening up a whole new space.

Musar had intended to kick it through, but he suddenly saw Mitsui Fuji, who was catching up quickly behind Wei Lai, so he had to give up.

Wei Lai also stopped in his tracks.

"I can't shake them off!"

He looked at Mitsui Fuji, his eyes filled with frustration.

Why are you, a winger, trying so hard to keep up?
During this period, Mitsui Fuji didn't attack much, and instead followed his lead.

Wei Lai was somewhat depressed.

no way!
He can't outrun others; this guy's explosive power and speed are truly impressive.

"Wei is entangled!"

Pessan narrowed his eyes slightly.

Mr. Morton, standing nearby, nodded in agreement: "He is good at utilizing space, but Brighton's overall movement is constantly blocking those spaces. They closed those spaces before Wei even received the ball."

Pessan frowned and said, "This is not good news!"

Mr. Morton suddenly laughed.

"This is good news!"

"what?"

Pechamp was somewhat confused.

Mr. Morton looked at the pitch and said slowly, "Take a good look at Brighton's formation. It's a flat and compact one. Their first task is to mark Lehmann. When we try to penetrate through the middle, they immediately have to drop back into their formation. The downside is that the formation is flat."

"They have indeed done some research on Wei, such as enclosed spaces and strong defense on weak sides, but in doing so, the area behind them has become a large open space."

"In the past, we might not have had a good solution, but now..."

Mr. Morton gave a sly smile: "Someone has already smelled the scent of a goal!"

Felix stood between the opposing center-backs, frequently turning his head to look behind him.

That space is usable.

As long as someone gets the ball here, he can turn it into a goal.

Moreover, this is precisely the method he excels at.

In his youth, Felix was known for his speed and explosiveness.

But few people understand that the two key factors supporting his high-scoring efficiency are not these.

It's not about ball control and shooting skills!

Felix is ​​confident that his first touch is top-notch.

With his first touch, he can immediately create a shooting angle.

Therefore, all he needed was someone to carry the shells for him!

Brighton focused all their efforts on Conrad Lehrman and Wei Lai, using every means to limit this style of play.

Of course, this is also Amsterdam Sporting's most threatening style of play at present.

But that doesn't mean that's all they know.

"Wei! Push forward!"

Musar immediately ordered Wei to advance, and the latter also rushed forward immediately.

During this time, Wei Lai also continued to observe and reflect.

He was also observing the situation and looking for a way to break the deadlock.

If the situation continues to remain deadlocked, it will not be good news for them.

As mentioned at the beginning, Atlético Amsterdam is under attacking pressure in this match.

They absolutely must win at home!

At this moment, Wei Lai had already rushed to the front, but he was in a pocket area.

He was surrounded by opposing players.

Most importantly, Musar actually passed the ball to him.

Wei Lai was stunned for a moment, but then suddenly seemed to have an epiphany and thought of something.

"Pocket area! Pass the ball! Flat formation!"

Wei Lai suddenly looked up: "I'm the bait!"

Brighton players were rushing towards him from all sides, as if they wanted to tear him apart.

They had fierce faces and moved swiftly.

But they didn't realize they were walking step by step into a trap.

Wei Lai did not actively meet the ball, but paused.

"Draw the enemy over here! Create space for your teammates! Don't rush!"

The moment the ball reached his feet, heavy breathing and fierce roars could be heard all around.

But Wei Lai was not disturbed; he calmly passed the ball back. No! This was a back pass.

After completing the pass, Wei Lai subtly twisted his body to avoid it.

These guys came up empty-handed.

"Well done!"

Musar followed up and flicked the ball on.

The ball followed a parabola, falling behind Brighton's defense.

Felix had already started moving; he had a half-body advantage, but that was enough.

"Hold him!"

"Don't let him kick!"

"Block it! Block it!"

The Brighton goalkeeper roared loudly.

Felix rushed to the landing point, his head tilted slightly up, his toes pointed, but his entire instep was tilted to the left.

At the moment of unloading, the ball also moved to the tilted left.

Stop abruptly and turn around!
Felix swung his right arm and then swung his left leg sharply.

boom!
The ball hurtled towards the goal like a cannonball and slammed into the top left corner of the net.

In the 36th minute, after a long and stalemate, Atlético Amsterdam took the lead.

"Goooooooooooooooaaaaaaaaaaaaaaal!!!!"

"Goal! Goal! Goal! Goal! Goal! Goal!"

"Juan Felix! World-class ball control, world-class shooting! He pierced Brighton's goal with a single shot."

"Remember him? Brighton fans, it's this blond man who shattered your Champions League dreams six years ago, and now he's back!"

Commentator Van Gaal cheered loudly.

The entire Amstel River Stadium erupted in cheers.

The moment the goal was scored, everyone jumped up and wildly raised their arms in celebration and shouts.

Felix!

Felix!

Felix!

The entire stadium was chanting the name of this former super striker.

Now, he belongs to Amsterdam!
Brighton managed to contain Conrad Lehmann, but they still have Juan Felix.

Brighton targeted Wei Lai, but they also had Francis Musar.

There are always people who step up and score goals for the team.

This is the revitalized Amsterdam Sport!

"Wow!! Awesome! Awesome! Awesome!"

Wei Lai also rushed over, jumped onto Felix's back, and waved his arms vigorously.

In terms of the offensive and defensive rhythm of this game, it can be considered the most troublesome one of the new seasons.

But they still found a key attacking opportunity and scored a goal.

Wei Lai was very excited. After this goal, Atlético Amsterdam will have better control over the rhythm of the game.

Most importantly, the pressure has eased considerably, allowing them to play with more ease.

Of course, they still wanted to extend their lead.

After all, one goal is not enough to guarantee safety.

Moreover, Atlético Amsterdam is not known for its defense; compared to their defense, their attacking firepower is stronger, and scoring more goals makes them safer.

The overall style of Dutch football is similar; there may be tactical changes for different matches, but attacking is always their belief!

This is football for young people too!
(End of this chapter)