The strongest blade in football

Chapter 42 tit for tat
After the training started, assistant coach Preto began to explain today's training content, and several other coaches began to prepare training equipment and arrange court corner cones.

The first team training plan seems to be much richer than that of the U19 echelon.

The two-hour training time from nine o'clock to eleven o'clock was arranged in an orderly manner.

The first is a half-hour warm-up, stretching and running circles.

Wang Nuo is a running fanatic. Apart from dribbling, running circles is one of his favorite sports.

As a rookie in the first team, he started to get serious from the warm-up.

Wang Nuo was not satisfied with hanging at the back of the team, overtaking all the way from the back of the team to the front, and within a few minutes he started leading.

But he didn't bring up the speed, he just kept in front of other teammates.

"Hey rookie, are you running a goddamn running race?"

Someone behind Wang Nuo suddenly yelled at him.

Wang Nuo turned his head and saw that it turned out to be the team's No. [-] goalkeeper, the tall and tall Van Holt.

Wang Nuo didn't want to cause trouble at first, but seeing Van Holt's unfriendly expression, he even pulled the eyelids on both sides with his hands, imitating a squinting action.

Wang Nuo's eyes are not like this.

This was an obviously insulting gesture, and Wang Nuo immediately responded: "Idiot, if you don't want to follow me, get out of here."

"Ah oh!"

The rest of the teammates laughed gloatingly. Van Holt regarded the newcomer as a good baby, but the Asian kid actually fought back verbally.

"Go to hell." Van Holt yelled angrily.

But after scolding him, he fell silent. After all, Van Holt himself only came here in summer.

"Shut up, idiot!"

Wang Nuo cursed back and continued to lead.

He won't turn a blind eye to this kind of naked bullying just because he just came here. He is not a nice man, and respect is mutual.

Over the years, he has encountered similar discrimination many times, and it is useless to reason. Only tit for tat can let those white-skinned trash know that he is not easy to mess with.

It didn't take long for the warm-up to be over.

Next came a 7-minute dribbling relay race, in which 24 people were divided into two teams to compete.

The dribbling route has a distance of 40 to [-] meters, and ends with the marker cone. After arriving, the ball needs to be shot into the small goal.

The losing team needs to do twenty push-ups.

This is also Wang Nuo's strength.

Whether it is empty running speed or dribbling speed, Wang Nuo is almost the first in the U19 echelon.

Wang Nuo was the penultimate player in the dribbling relay race. His opponent was Brazilian defender Felipe, a big man who is not good at speed.

Sure enough, Wang Nuo performed very well in this training.

Felipe was several meters ahead when he started dribbling.

However, Wang Nuo chased up from behind at lightning speed, and overtook the opponent without any suspense, which almost helped Wang Nuo's team secure the victory.

Wang Nuo's teammates ran to give him high fives and praised his speed. Felipe was not angry, but a little unconvinced.

When he passed by Wang Nuo, he said with a smile, "Boy, it's useless to run fast with the ball. I'll see Zhenzhang at halftime."

Wang Nuo also laughed, "Let me count the push-ups for you first."

After the dribbling relay race, the next step is the third item of training, two 10-minute pass combination shooting.

Teams of three, including fast short passes and unadjusted shots on the ball.

Witsel has been following Wang Nuo, and seems to take Preto's words seriously.

They were divided into a group, and the one in charge of guarding the goal was Van Holt who had just had an argument with Wang Nuo.

When it was Wang Nuo and Witsel's turn to complete the action, Van Holt kept cursing on the goal line, and Wang Nuo didn't know what he was muttering.

At this time, Witsel passed the ball to Wang Nuo, and Wang Nuo needed to meet the ball sideways without adjusting the shot.

Wang Nuo knew that Van Holt had no good words in his mouth, so he simply kicked him hard with all his strength.

The football went straight for the gate guarded by Van Holt.

It was a powerful kick, and Van Holt couldn't catch it hard at all, so he had to block the ball with his arms in a hurry.

The football hit Van Holt's arm, making it feel like Van Holt had been hit by a shot put.

bang.

The football changed direction after rebounding, and flew out after rubbing against the crossbar, bouncing and rolling far away from the goal.

Because of this ball, Van Holt suddenly became furious, and his wrist was numb.

He decided to teach Wang Nuo a lesson.

With three spare footballs by the goalposts, Van Hoult figured out what to do.

Without saying a word, he raised his foot and kicked the three spare footballs aside.

Originally, he needed to pass the ball to Wang Nuo and do two sets of exercises from the beginning, but now he couldn't continue.

Because they have no ball available in this group.

Van Holt stared at Wang Nuo provocatively, and yelled at him, "Rookie, what are you doing standing there, go fucking pick up the ball!"

There is a rule in this training, that is, the ball blocked by the goalkeeper is picked up by the player who shoots, but obviously, the three kicked by Van Holt are not included.

Van Holt obviously wanted to embarrass Wang Nuo.

He didn't dare to cause trouble in front of the coach, but Boloni was watching the training of other groups at the other end of the court, and his attention was not here.

Several people around looked at Wang Nuo, as if they were watching a show, and they wanted to know what this Asian kid was going to do.

Witsel frowned and called out to Van Hoult, "What are you crazy about?"

"It's none of your business, Akshir, you don't need to intervene." Van Holt seemed a little afraid of Witsel, and his arrogance immediately dropped a little.

"Preto asked me to take care of him, you said it's none of my business? Are you picking on me?" Witsel walked up.

Then, he was stopped by Wang Nuo.

Wang Nuo didn't expect to meet such a bad guy, but since he met him, he should solve the problem by himself. He didn't get promoted to the first team by relying on others.

"Thank you, Axier, I'll take care of it myself."

Wang Nuo stopped Witsel and walked up to Van Holt step by step. The distance between them quickly shortened to less than one meter.

"You really grew up to be a big man more than two meters tall. To be honest, I despise your tricks. I won't pick up the ball. You should roll over and get the ball back by yourself."

Wang Nuo stared into Van Holt's eyes, without any feeling of fear from looking up, his voice was calm but tough.

"If you are a man, solve the problem in a man's way, and I am happy to accompany you."

Wang Nuo squeezed his fist, turned his neck back and forth, and made a rattling sound.

Although his figure looks smaller than Van Holt's, his strong limbs and bulging muscles show that he is not a showman.

Seeing this, Van Holt's momentum suddenly weakened a bit.

He hates people of yellow race, but he always only finds soft persimmons. He realizes that Wang Nuo is not a good Asian baby in the traditional sense, but a stone child with sharp teeth.

He has never fought with others, and he doesn't want to see Chinese Kung Fu.

"What do you want to do?" Van Holt was forced to take a step back by Wang Nuo's momentum.

Wang Nuo was just trying to scare him, but he didn't expect to make the big man panic. He is really a strong man.

He smiled contemptuously.

"Go get the ball back yourself, you're a joke."

(End of this chapter)