Chapter 179 Surprises

Morning training starts at 9:00.

At around 8 o'clock in the morning, reporters from major media had already surrounded the training ground.

The joining of Yi Le can be said to have greatly mobilized the enthusiasm of the fans, and they are extremely related to the progress of Yi Le's integration into the team.

Brother Zeng of PP Sports and Chen Heshan of LeTV Sports stood together. Looking at the training situation of the national team in front of them, they couldn't help but sigh:

"This should be our strongest lineup, right?"

Brother Zeng nodded and said: "Wu Lei and Exxon on the front line are considered top in Asia, and the defense line is not too bad, as long as there are no major mistakes and no mistakes."

"We still have to look at the midfielder." Chen Heshan chuckled and said, "Are we the strongest midfielder in Asia?"

"It's more than that!" Brother Zeng said with a smile: "Yi Le raised the midfield several levels by himself."

"Zheng Zhi can cover Yi Le, and Gao Junmin's abilities are very comprehensive, but he is very confused in the midfield, and he needs Wu Xi to drive him for a long time. Now he has an absolute core, and he is the world's top midfield core like Yi Le. He doesn’t have to organize offense or defense, he can devote himself to the offense. Yi Le will tell them how to play.”

"You said, how can we play at the fast pace of Tottenham?"

Brother Zeng said expectantly.

Chen Heshan thought for a while and said: "That's enough! Tottenham's rhythm is unique in Europe.

"Too!"

While everyone was chatting, Lippi had already appeared on the court and began to organize a match.

The distribution is still the same as yesterday, one team in the midfield and one team in the back line.

The reporters could see that the cheeks of Feng Xiaoting and others twitched involuntarily, while Wu Lei, Exxon and Yu Dabao were talking around Yi Le.

Two minutes later, the duel began.

Wu Lei drove the ball and passed it to Yi Le, Yi Le passed it to Hao Junmin, Hao Junmin passed it back, and the midfielder started to advance.

Yi Le retreated to control the ball and kept trying to break through on both wings.

The reporters were taken by surprise from the start of the game.

So fast!

The pace is so fast!

It's not the kind of slow health-preserving football, but a rapid pass and control, without any pause, extremely smooth, and the passing idea is very clear.

Most of the players passed the ball with one kick, and frantically suppressed, suppressed, and suppressed around Yi Le.

Yi Le is equivalent to a ball point in the midfield, an engine, and coordinates the scheduling of the midfield.

And other players are constantly adapting to Yi Le's rhythm, until they go from a person to a whole.

If you look down from above, you can see that everyone is constantly moving and running.

The football is constantly being passed among the crowd, and the offensive momentum is extremely fierce.

Seeing this scene, the reporters were dumbfounded.

Brother Zeng and Chen Heshan looked at each other, surprise flashing across their eyes.

There is a taste inside!

When the ball was dead, Wu Lei approached Yi Le and said, "Xiao Le, let's try it?"

Yi Le said: "Change the rhythm?"

"Hmm! My characteristic is going forward, so I should be able to catch up with your rhythm. Dabao and the others also need to adapt.

"

Yi Le nodded slightly, and then approached several other people to express his thoughts.

Zheng Zhi nodded and said, "Damn it! I'll keep up with you even if I lose my leg."

Yi Le smiled and said: "Attention is to the timing and the node of the speed change, which requires everyone to move."

Hao Junmin nodded and said, "Just run to neutral."

Yi Le nodded and looked at Yu Dabao and Exxon, and said, "It still needs to be pulled, especially the two wings."

"clear!"

"OK!"

Yi Le took a deep breath and said, "Then let's try."

 …

The ball was kicked out again, and Wu Xi of the substitute team launched a good counterattack, but was intercepted by Zheng Zhi.

Zheng Zhi passed the ball to Yi Le, and Yi Le held the ball and pressed it with both hands.

Everyone understood, and began to slowly withdraw from the opponent's back line.

Seeing Wu Lei and others retreat from the back line, Feng Xiaoting breathed a sigh of relief. In the first 10 minutes, the pressure exerted by these guys was too great, and he almost threw up.

Yi Le took the initiative to slow down the rhythm, began to play slow pass control, and constantly transferred, dispatched and seduced in the midfield.

The line of Zheng Zhi-Yi Le-Hao Junmin is in the midfield, and the conscious retreat of Wu Lei and other strikers makes the rhythm of the game very slow.

Brother Zeng scratched his head, wondering: "Why didn't you press it? It was such a fun kick just now!"

Chen Heshan rolled his eyes and said, "Do you think that kind of offensive rhythm is easy to play? Physical fitness is a big problem. I didn't watch Tottenham play like this. Their offensive tide will slow down for a while, and then suddenly change.. ..."

Speaking of this, Chen Heshan was stunned for a moment, and then said rudely: "Fuck! No way!"

"What's the matter?"

Chen Heshan said in surprise, "I...I feel a surprise for a while."

 …

Lippi on the sidelines also looked over with some doubts, and then saw Yi Le and other people's running positions, thoughtful.

After a while, the old man smiled.

Li Tie also frowned, their rhythm felt weird.

how to say.

It's not the traditional kind of health-preserving football, but it's actively slowing down the pace and looking for a bursting point.

The whole team is like a bow, constantly accumulating and pulling the bowstring. When it reaches a certain level or the timing is right, the deadly arrow will shock everyone.

The question is... will it work?

The situation on the court was very strange. The main team did not press forward, while the substitute team was constantly being seduced, and finally couldn't help but move forward.

Wu Xi couldn't bear the temptation.

Although it felt weird, a kind of calm before the storm, but still bite the bullet and move forward to test it out.

Yi Le reacted as the bench midfielders approached neatly.

Yi Le passed the ball to Zheng Zhi and stepped forward, which was like a signal.

Everyone suddenly started, and the drowsy rhythm before became extremely intense in an instant, and the rhythm soared.

Zheng Zhi passed the ball to Hao Junmin, Hao Junmin took two steps forward and passed it to Yi Le.

Yi Le turned around with the ball and passed it to Exxon, Exxon advanced at high speed. At the same time, Yi Le also joined the striker attack.

Yi Le, Wu Lei, Exxon, and Yu Dabao appeared four arrows straight into the penalty area.

This change was completed in a flash, so fast that Feng Xiaoting and others didn't realize it. When they regained their senses, Yi Le and the other four had entered the restricted area.

"Fuck!!! Groove!!!"

Mei Fang swears in horror, and then starts to shrink the defensive line frantically.

But it was too late, Exxon had already kicked the cross.

Yi Le rushed forward, attracting two defensive players away, Yu Dabao and Wu Lei stood still and competed for the top.

When the ball came flying, Wu Lei jumped first, Feng Xiaoting and Mei Fang followed suit.

But their expressions changed in the next second.

They were lied to.

The ball flew too high, and Wu Lei took off too early, which was a very confusing move.

The real point of attack is Yu Dabao.

Yu Dabao ran backward the moment Wu Lei started.

With one step, he rose from the ground, his whole body bent backward like a bow, his waist and abdomen exerted strength, and his forehead hit the ball hard.

boom! ! ! !

Swish! ! ! ! !

The ball went in! ! ————

When Yu Dabao landed, he glanced at the goal, then excitedly waved his arms and said, "It's cool!!!——"

This change of pace is so cool!

And everyone didn't pretend to be credited, and they all did their best in what they were supposed to do.

This satisfied Yu Dabao's excellent goal scoring opportunity.

 …

The reporters behind the isolation fence were also silent for a while, and then there was an uproar.

Wow! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

"Awesome!! This ball!!"

"The rhythm is so fast! The speed change is also very fast, the attack and defense transition speed is too fast, it is dizzying!!"

"Why is Yu Dabao so fierce? That header just now!"

"Wu Lei is also very smart. He took the lead and tricked Feng Xiaoting and Mei Fang!"

"Yi Le's forward running position also attracted two defensive forces."

"Exon's cross is also very handsome!"

"The most handsome one is the change of pace in the midfield, and he played very clearly! This is really our national team! I'm going to faint!!"

"I feel like I'm watching Tottenham play?!"

"Tottenham can't catch up yet, but a lesser version should be there."

"Playing too much as a team, is this the effect of having a good core?"

"Awesome! Awesome!!"

The reporters were jubilant, and their loud admiration made the players of the national team feel a burst of excitement.

Praise has always been a source of motivation and self-confidence.

At this moment, both Yu Dabao and the others felt very excited.

 …

Lippi and Li Tie also applauded from the sidelines.

They are happy to see this change, and what they fear most is that there will be no change.

A change means players are trying to get better, and they are getting better.

Pa pa pa pa pa pa pa! ! !

The constant applause at the scene made the players of the national football team feel flattered.

There are confident smiles on each face.

Of course, this change of rhythm is a good attempt, but it would be wrong to say that they have mastered it completely.

In the next attempt, they had a lot of problems, such as out of touch, wrong movement, wrong coordination and so on.

But instead of being depressed, no one was in high spirits.

Because they see a national team that is constantly looking for change.

There is a light of hope in everyone's eyes, and they can't wait to see what kind of edge this national team will show after it is fully adjusted.