Football: I carry forward Shaolin Kung Fu

This lotus flower was thrown into the lake by the Wuneng martial monk.

Frozen hard as iron.

Ye Chen's instep covered by soft cloth shoes, every time he touched the lotus peng, he felt a raw pain.

He carefully sees the lotus as a football and carries it forward.

When the lotus penis slides on the surface of the lake.

One moment fast, the other slow.

It was difficult for Ye Chen to control the distance between Lian Peng and his body.

Accidentally, bring big!

The lotus peng drew a long distance.

Ye Chen hurried to chase Lian Peng.

The steps were too big, there was an uproar, a split, a horse sitting on the ice!

"Ouch!"

Ye Chen didn't prepare for the activity beforehand, and a hot crotch tearing pain hit.

This is too big a step, pulling eggs!

On the endless lake, Lianpeng lay alone outside Ichijo, facing herself.

It seems to be mocking Ye Chen, look at your weak body balance!

Ye Chen stood up with his hands supporting the frozen lake.

The biting cold made his hands quickly freeze red and almost lose consciousness.

The soles of the feet are also tingling.

The thin cloth shoes are difficult to resist the cold of the lake.

The heat of the soles of the feet melts a little of the ice and snow on the surface of the lake.

The ice water quickly soaked the soles of the cloth shoes, and the shoes were wet.

Ye Chen felt a pang of nausea in his chest and vomited.

He turned back dejectedly and looked at Master Gono on the shore.

Gono is still shirtless.

With his hands behind his back, he looked at Ye Chen with a smile.

The kind smile was giving encouragement to Ye Chen.

The frozen wicker, inserted at Master Wuneng's feet, was already significantly shorter than when it was first lit.

If you don't speed up, you can't complete the task and return to the shore before the wicker burns out!

Ye Chen gritted his teeth.

He controls the frequency under his feet.

Try to feel the force of the friction between the sole and the ice.

He tries his best to imagine himself as a player running on the green field.

The frozen lotus canopy is the football rolling ahead.

Ye Chen controlled his pace and continued to move forward with the lotus peng.

This time, he consciously spread his hands.

Like a stuntman walking a tightrope deep in the mountains, I balanced my body through constant body movements.

Gradually, his pace with the ball was much smoother.

Occasionally, I can adjust my body in time and will not fall.

In this way, Ye Chen's speed became faster and faster.

The lotus peng was at Ye Chen's feet, and

it was not as naughty as before.

Instead, he followed the speed of Ye Chen's advance, sliding on the ice with rhythm and frequency.

Ye Chen came to the center of the lake.

Suddenly, a golden light descended from the sky.

Ye Chen only felt that his eyes were tingling, and he subconsciously blocked his palm in front of him.

"Out of the sun!"

The originally cloudy sky broke open.

The sun shines directly down, reflecting dazzling golden light on the frozen lake.

But this was for Ye Chen, who was leading Lianpeng forward.

Not a good sign!

Ye Chen only felt that there was a bright light in front of him, a white, a gold.

He couldn't open his eyes.

I can't see the road ahead even more clearly.

He even took a detour because of this, and did not take a straight line.

"No, this will delay the time to move forward, I have to speed up!"

Ye Chen pondered for a while.

He squinted, lowered his head, and focused his gaze on the lotus.

Consciously avoid dazzling reflections.

Just dribble forward.

When the remnants of the golden light in the eyes gradually faded.

Ye Chen finally came to the other side of the lake.

He picked up the lotus peng, sat on a cold stone on the surface of the lake, and gasped for air!

Now Ye Chen, physically and mentally, was extremely exhausted.

Don't see that he doesn't advance fast with the ball.

But on slippery ice, use your feet to control a hard object with an edge.

This is a hundred times more difficult than advancing with a football on a green field!

Moreover, Ye Chen's self-requirements were still very high.

Although Master Wu Neng's did not forbid it.

But Ye Chen did not choose to kick Lian Peng far away, and then walked over and continued to kick.

Because this is not about dribbling the ball, it's chasing it!

Whether it was training in the stadium or cultivating in meditation mode, Ye Chen was never lazy!

He tried to see Lotus as real football.

And within his ability, always keep the ball within a meter circle at his feet.

This is also the most reasonable range of football and body when a player is advancing with the ball on the football field.

"Ye Chen, the willow branch has burned more than two-thirds."

Master Wu Neng's deep voice sounded in Ye Chen's ears.

It seemed to be standing beside Ye Chen.

Ye Chen suddenly got up and looked.

But there was no figure of Master Wu Neng.

Then he turned to look at the lake facing the shore, but he vaguely saw the tall Master Wu Neng, still standing on the shore.

A cold wind in the center of the lake swept through the bones of the extremely cold realm.

Ye Chen gave a heavy shiver!

The sweat that had just come out also instantly turned into ice slag, causing a faint pain in his spine!

The cold wind that burrowed into the nose, with the fishy smell of pig iron, frozen Ye Chen's internal organs were trembling!

"There is only a third of the time left, I can't rest anymore, I have to hurry up!"

Ye Chen learned the movements of Master Wu Neng, threw the lotus peng into the lake, and then continued to move forward.

However.

He had just stepped into the lake, and

even tougher obstacles occurred!

In the sky, there were thick clouds that originally only opened an opening.

At a speed visible to the naked eye, quickly disperse.

The sun is like a pouring rain, falling down, and instantly spreading on the ice!



the entire surface of the lake, like a mirror shining directly by huge bright light.

Reflections everywhere, bright gold on all sides!

Even if Ye Chen used his hand to cover his eyes, it was difficult to resist the dazzling golden light that came in from between his fingers!

Advance with the ball on such ice.

Completely lost the sense of direction.

Catch the blind.

"Master Wu Neng," Ye Chen shrugged helplessly towards the other side, his brows furrowed, "You are really testing a disciple!" Ye

Chen almost pushed on the lake with the lotus penopy almost under Shi Ming's situation.

He was shaken by the golden light, and accidentally pushed the lotus peng wider.

At this moment, Lian Peng didn't know how far he had flown away.

It's gone!

"Suffered!"

Ye Chen was shocked in his heart and shouted badly!

The irregular sliding lotus canopy, I don't know where it went.

All around is bright, and I can't open my eyes.

Ye Chen had to squint his eyes and bend down to look for it on the surface of the lake.

Even so, the dazzling golden light still pierced his eyes.

It's as uncomfortable as being hit by the high beams of a car on the road.

Ye Chen was almost crawling on the ice, narrowing his eyes into a slit that could no longer be thinner, looking for the frozen lotus canopy in the golden light of his eyes.

Time passes in a second.

In the haze, Ye Chen seemed to see the willow branch on the other side, under the feet of Master Wuneng, that could burn like a pillar of incense.

Only a quarter of the length left!

Ye Chen, on the other hand, had just stepped into the lake on the way back.

He was anxious.

Master Wu Neng's stiffness sounded in his ears again:

"Ye Chen, your Yang Qi is extremely weak now, give up looking for the lotus peng, walk back directly, we will cultivate next time."

Is that the end of it?

No!

"Fuck him, I must not lose!"

A huge flame of yearning for victory burst out in his chest, soaring and burning!

Ye Chen's forehead was beaded with bean-sized sweat.

Heat spreads all around.

The hands and feet, which were originally frozen to the point of losing consciousness, gradually regained consciousness and generalized the color of blood.

Qi and blood continued to gush out, condensing behind Ye Chen.

That golden yellow-robed martial monk once again shrouded Ye Chen's body!

Ye Chen's body was steaming hot, and the clouds were shrouded in mist.

Ye Chen, who was dressed in a single robe, could not feel the original biting cold at the moment.

On the contrary, I feel a little hot!

In Ye Chen's excited mind, he suddenly recalled a passage from assistant coach Green when he was still in Manchester United Under-17

: "A good player must have an underlying intuition."

"He probably has eyes on the back of his head, maybe he smells the special smell of football - in short, he can always feel with his sixth sense where the ball will appear in the next second!"

"It's like superstars like Messi and Ronaldo, it's not that they're controlling football, it's football calling them on the field!"

Ye Chen's eyes widened.

The dazzling golden light reflected on the ice surface is extremely gentle at this moment.

The piercing pain was filtered by Ye Chen's eyes.

He clearly saw that the dark green lotus was lying quietly a zhang away from his left front.

Ye Chen, felt the call of football!