Football: He suffered a broken leg at the start of the game, but partnered with Haaland!

After a long flight of more than ten hours, the passenger plane broke through the clouds and landed steadily at Frankfurt International Airport in Germany.

As soon as they stepped out of the cabin, the sudden chill of early spring made them shrink their necks. Henry had already rented a spacious black van with a large engine, which was waiting directly at the VIP exit.

The highways along the way were nearly deserted. Due to the lockdown measures, almost all the once bustling German cities were now closed.

The car sped along and came to a stop in front of a villa in the southern suburbs of Cologne. The heavy wrought iron gate slowly closed, completely shutting out all the disturbances of the outside world.

"Listen, from now on, everyone is under house arrest for fifteen days. Don't let a single fly in." Diana threw her coat on the sofa, immediately switching into her decisive and efficient hostess mode. Her gaze swept over everyone. "Henry, go to the basement and take inventory of the cold storage food. Prepare for a long battle. Catherine, for the next two weeks, you will be in charge of Sun Yang's physical therapy, recovery, and training plan."

Diana managed the household logistics perfectly.

Sun Yang dragged his heavy steps up to the second-floor bedroom. He drew the thick blackout curtains, plunging the room into darkness.

He slumped into the soft bed, took a deep breath, and closed his eyes.

After the quarter-final match against Jordan, he entered a relentless, exhausting work mode. He would collapse into bed immediately after each match, having no energy to check the rewards in the system.

In total, there were three matches that were not yet settled, including the semi-final against Australia and the final against Saudi Arabia.

A thought crossed my mind.

A familiar buzzing sound rang in my ears. The surrounding dim scenery rapidly reassembled, shattered, and then reshaped.

A lush green natural lawn, a towering lighthouse reaching into the clouds. Sun Yang once again stood in the center of the Dream Training Camp.

Directly in front, the huge semi-transparent tactical screen flickered with blue light, and a massive stream of data poured down like a waterfall.

Immediately afterwards, a series of notification sounds exploded in my mind. This time, the commotion was far more exaggerated than ever before.

[Ding! Host detected completion of the Asian Youth Championship.]

[Match Result: AFC U23 Championship Winner.]

[Start calculating tournament points and regular prizes.]

Sun Yang rubbed his hands together, his eyes gleaming with greed. His risky return to China to put out the fire wasn't just about bringing glory to the country and boosting his business value; his core purpose was to fleece the system as much as possible!

The white text on the screen jumped rapidly.

[The host has represented the team in 6 matches, achieving a 6-game winning streak. 3 matches have already been settled, with 3 matches remaining.]

A single victory awards 3 base points. An additional 9 points will be awarded.

[Hidden achievement triggered: Top Asia rankings among peers of the same age group.]

With the 30 points he had accumulated, Sun Yang's total score has now soared to 39 points!

With this huge sum of money in his hands, he could host three more All-Star practice games. He could continue to shamelessly take advantage of the unique skills of those legendary players.

But this settlement was clearly not over yet; the image on the screen suddenly distorted. The white text transformed into a dazzling purple in the next second!

[Personal honors calculation module activated.]

[The host has scored 13 goals, far surpassing the second-place finisher on the top scorer list, and has won the Golden Boot award for this tournament.]

[The host has been awarded the Most Valuable Player (MVP) of this tournament.]

[Host detected winning two individual awards at the Intercontinental Cup, meeting the criteria for a higher-level judgment!]

[Special reward mechanism triggered!]

A top-tier reward mechanism?

Sun Yang's eyelids twitched. He'd never seen this term before. The Kant perpetual motion machine lung that had given him terrifying physical abilities was just a crafting reward; this time, it'd been elevated to the level of a top-tier blind box. This was an absolute steal!

In the center of the large screen, countless rays of light rapidly outlined and converged.

A heavy treasure chest radiating a dark golden luster slowly took shape, and with a "click," the clasp automatically popped open.

Two cards emitting different colored lights floated down from the treasure chest and hovered quietly in front of Sun Yang.

[Top-tier reward awarded.]

[Reward Card 1: Free Attribute Points Card.]

[Contains 5 absolutely free attribute points. The host can freely allocate them to any weak attribute except passing.]

"Is there even a need to choose?" Sun Yang decisively opened his personal panel.

[Host: Sun Yang]

Overall rating: 82 (starting threshold for the top five European leagues)

【Speed: 83】

[Shots on goal: 86]

Passing: 99 (Max level)

[Dribble: 70]

[Defense: 70]

Physical fitness: 90

[Body: 68]

[Field of view: 90]

Balance: 85

Sun Yang scanned the data, and everything was crystal clear in his mind.

The current weaknesses are extremely obvious, namely physical confrontation and dribbling.

With Kanté's incredible cardiovascular endurance providing a solid defensive foundation, the team can definitely establish itself in the Bundesliga through relentless, high-pressing tactics. As for physical duels, there's no need for him to push into the penalty area and engage in hand-to-hand combat with those muscular European giants yet.

But his dribbling is truly terrible. A dribbling rating of 70 is barely enough to qualify a relegation-threatened team in the top five leagues. When faced with targeted high-pressing, or being double-teamed by two strong defenders, his passing ability is so poor that he'll easily lose possession under pressure.

While they may have borrowed the Marseille turn and dribbling skills from Zidane and Maradona, these fancy moves require a solid foundation of ball control. Without a strong foundation, the villa built on top will crumble at the slightest touch.

"I'll put all five points into dribbling!" Sun Yang said without hesitation.

[Ding! Free attribute points successfully allocated.]

[Dribbling: 70 -> 75.]

[Evaluation: Your ball control skills have officially reached the level of a Bundesliga starter. Your perception of the ball with both feet has greatly improved. You are no longer a wooden post that can only pass the ball with one foot; when facing two opponents, you have the basic ability to use changes of pace and lateral movement to get out of trouble.]

As soon as he finished speaking, Sun Yang felt a comfortable surge of heat flow through his ankles, as if thousands of tiny tactile nerve endings had sprouted in his arches. Now, with his eyes closed, he could rely solely on pure muscle intuition to pinpoint the location of every seam of the football beneath his feet.

Having mastered the basics, he eagerly turned his attention to the second card, which radiated a purple glow. This was the real highlight!

[Reward Card Two: One blind box draw using the Legendary Talent skill.]

[Limited selection range: Breakthrough-type specialized skills.]

I just leveled up my basic dribbling attributes, and the system immediately gave me a special breakthrough skill blind box. This service is comparable to Haidilao (a famous hot pot restaurant chain).

Sun Yang strode forward and poked the purple card with one finger.

The card immediately flipped in mid-air, and a series of afterimages of football legends dribbling past rolled back and forth on the card.

Garrincha's butterflies flitting among flowers.

Ronaldo's pendulum dribble.

Messi's continuous shoulder-dropping changes of direction.

Every move looks mouthwatering. As the afterimages slow down, the image finally freezes.

An Argentinian with a signature head of long, flowing blond hair appeared right in the center. He sprinted wildly across the field, leaving the defenders behind him no chance to even catch a whiff of his exhaust fumes.

Claudio Caniggia, the Son of the Wind!

That guy's fastest 100-meter time was 10.07 seconds. At his peak, when he dribbled past defenders, almost no defender could catch up with him once he started.

In the 1990 World Cup, he received a historic assist from Maradona, dribbled past the Brazilian goalkeeper one-on-one, and scored the decisive goal, eliminating their arch-rival, the "Son of the Wind," Caniggia!

[Congratulations, host, for drawing the divine talent: Speed ​​of Caniggia, the Child of the Wind.]

[Introduction: His fastest 100-meter sprint time is 10.07 seconds; when dribbling, almost no defender can keep up with him.]

Current status: Not unlocked.

[Unlock Requirements: Requires completing 10,000 repetitions of the standard high-speed dribbling breakthrough move in the Dream Training Camp. Only after achieving full muscle memory can it be used in real-world matches.]

Ten thousand times?!

Sun Yang clenched his fists, his gaze becoming intense, completely disregarding these conditions.

This is an absolute weapon for tearing apart defenses on the flanks and in the half-spaces. With this talent, he's a nightmare for defenders when he gets the ball on the field.

In the future, if anyone dares to recklessly press him closely in the Bundesliga, he won't hesitate to step on the gas and use his speed to overpower them.

As long as my liver doesn't die, I'll work myself to death!