Master Tutoring Class

Chapter 68 It's Showing Off (Please Add to Favorites)
Wei Lai is not afraid of pure speed-type players. Unless they have an almost unbeatable absolute speed and explosiveness, there are specific ways to defend against them.

Moreover, at the Willys Football School, Wei Lai made Guo Fan cry for his parents, so he can be considered an authority when it comes to defending against speedy wingers!
Wei Lai is most afraid of people like He Chaoyue.

It has speed, explosiveness, and skill!
For example, in a simple dribble, both Guo Fan and Beller would dribble forward with explosive speed, causing the ball to roll far away and completely out of their control.

If Wei Lai judges the timing well, he can completely block the position and steal or disrupt the play.

But He Chaoyue is different!

This guy's dribbling is done simultaneously with the start of the movement. The ball is pushed out, not tapped. He uses his hips to drive his thighs and calves, moving forward as a whole.

This ensures both a fast start and keeps the ball within one's own range.

When facing He Chaoyue, Wei Lai dared not give him any space and could only engage in close combat!
"This number five has excellent positioning awareness!"

The Porto U15 coaching staff were whispering amongst themselves.

"Their defensive awareness is indeed good, but Belgrade is not an easy opponent. For us, we just need to keep an eye on their number 7!"

As he spoke, the Porto youth coach looked toward He Chaoyue in the distance.

He has scored five goals in three group stage matches and is currently leading the scoring charts!

It's very dangerous for such a skilled shooter to be running around in the attacking third.

However, they have also prepared targeted defenses to prevent number 7 from getting the ball so easily, and even cut off his receiving routes.

Xiang Ming ran left and right on the field, but found that no one could keep up with him.

Turning to look at the other side, He Chaoyue's side was completely surrounded.

Xiang Ming slightly curled his lip: "We've been underestimated!"

Even if their performance in the group stage wasn't outstanding, it shouldn't be this bad, right?
During the match, Porto U15 launched a throw-in, and Wei Lai headed the ball away while carrying Beller, but under pressure, the header was poor.

The ball flew past Xiang Ming and towards the position behind him.

"mine!"

Wei Lai immediately raised his hand in response.

But at this moment, Xiang Ming looked up at the ball, and his body turned around. He caught a glimpse of someone following him out of the corner of his eye, and he immediately stretched out his foot and gently flicked the falling ball.

boom!
The ball was smoothly flicked behind him.

"I'll put him in his place!"

The Porto youth academy player followed up again, looking for an opportunity to turn the ball around and make a tackle.

But Xiang Ming turned around and flicked the ball again.

Porto's youth academy players missed their target!
"Bastard!"

The Porto youth academy player, in a fit of rage, charged straight at Xiang Ming.

Just as the ball was about to hit the ground, Xiang Ming gently poked it with his toe.

Swish!
The ball went through the legs of a Porto youth academy player!

At the same time, Xiang Ming also quickly got going and broke free.

Whoosh!!!

Because Xiang Ming was positioned on the wing, his technical maneuver was witnessed by the spectators behind the guardrail, causing an uproar.

"it's beautiful!"

"What did I see?"

"Two consecutive spins and aerial flicks, followed by a nutmeg dribble – that was absolutely spectacular!"

"Hey! Good job, buddy!"

Several local audience members were immediately drawn to Xiang Ming's performance.

In his own half, Wei Lai was also grinning.

He observed a moment of silence for that Porto youth academy player!

Two lobs over the top of the ball, one through the legs.

That's enough for his teammates to laugh at him for a while!
Xiang Ming sprinted down the wing, intending to sweep the ball into the middle, but the opposing center-back was no pushover. He anticipated the move, stretched out his leg to intercept, and blocked the ball.

"what!!!"

Xiang Ming immediately clutched his head: "So close!"

With that ball swept in, Luo Xiang practically had an open goal.

"Mine! Mine!"

Xiang Ming raised his hand in greeting.

Luo Xiang also raised his hand, indicating that it was okay.

At the 8-minute mark, Porto once again defied the odds and broke through on the wing, using the same method and the same strategy, trying to overpower Wei Lai with speed.

boom!
Wei Lai turned his head and saw Belle bump into Yang Fan, and couldn't help but purse his lips:

"Do you really think I don't know how to call for backup?!"

"Old Wei!" Yang Fan shouted, passing the ball directly to Wei Lai. There were no defenders around Wei Lai, so he didn't rush to pass the ball.

At that moment, Xiang Ming suddenly retreated, pressing his palm down to signal for the pass.

Wei Lai didn't hesitate at all and passed the message directly.

In this team, there are only two players for whom Wei Lai can pass the ball without hesitation: He Chaoyue and Xiang Ming.

This is based on absolute trust!
Wei Lai trusts Xiang Ming; this guy definitely won't concede a goal!

Wei Lai's pass was a bit too powerful, but it played right into Xiang Ming's hands.

Before retreating, Xiang Ming looked back and made sure he had pulled the full-back out of position.

Therefore, there is no space behind the flank!
Xiang Ming flicked the ball with his toe, sending it soaring into the air to about knee height.

Hearing the hurried footsteps behind him, Xiang Ming's lips curled up slightly.

"Can't resist, huh? Want to steal it, don't you?"

At this moment, Xiang Ming did not look at the ball, but suddenly turned his head to look at Luo Xiang.

"run!"

Without saying a word, Luo Xiang made a diagonal run forward!
The direction he thrust forward was precisely the opening behind Xiang Ming that he had created.

At the same time, Xiang Ming supported himself with his left foot, leaned his body to the left, raised his right foot, and suddenly bent his knee to meet the ball in mid-air, hitting it hard with his heel.

"Fuck!"

Chen Shaojie's eyes widened.

Is it so showy?

Zheng Yang laughed loudly, "Show time!—"

The ball flew into the open space on the wing, and Luo Xiang chased after it.

He Chaoyue had already reached the middle lane, while Liu Baoguo was also rushing over on the right side lane.

Wei Lai's eyes gleamed: "Three against three! No! Four against three!!"

Xiang Ming charged toward the restricted area, shouting as he ran.

"An inverted triangle!—"

Luo Xiang passed the ball upon hearing the sound.

Despite not being very good with his left foot, he still managed to hook it over with one foot.

At this moment, Xiang Ming had already broken into the penalty area, and the opposing defender was immediately terrified.

"Block it!!"

They screamed in terror.

Porto's number 2 center-back charged towards Xiang Ming, and when he was still some distance away, he made a sliding tackle to block him.

There is no way!

If he doesn't use a shovel, he won't be able to block it in time.

But Xiang Ming seemed to have anticipated this, stepping on the ball, pulling it sideways, and flicking it to create a shooting angle in the opposite direction.

At the same time, pull your right foot back, tighten your arch, and swing it toward the ball.

boom!
A steady, low shot, followed by a powerful shot into the far corner.

The goalkeeper was positioned near the near post, and there was nothing he could do about the shot going into the far corner; he could only watch as the ball nestled into the net.

"Holy crap? That's so cool!"

Yang Fan was dumbfounded.

"Is this what an elf is?"

Wei Lai was also deeply moved. This attack was simply an art form, orchestrated entirely by Xiang Ming.

The others also shouted.

"Xiang Ming! You're awesome!"

"That's amazing!"

"They're showing off!"

"Hahaha! That was a beautiful shot!"

"One goal ahead!"

At this moment, Xiang Ming knelt on both knees, pointed his fingers to the sky, and muttered incantations.

"Sure enough... I'm the most fucking handsome! So cool!"

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