Kapitel 2: Zeroing out Falcao!
As soon as Su Yun stood at his position, Uruguayan international Diego Godin, the captain of Team B, immediately came to him.
"Boy, you should know what the training games are all about, right? Working with the starters to rehearse the attacking set pieces, as well as helping the team's strikers find their way into the goal."
"Don't worry, Coach has already instructed me just now, I will definitely help them find the 'feeling' properly." Su Yun said with a bad smile on his face and something in his words.
Diego Godin didn't hear it, "Okay then. Remember, don't make it too easy for the starters to score goals and do your best to improve the quality of your training."
"Hey, that's for sure, it must not be too easy for them to score." Su Yun could no longer help but grin.
Diego Godin shook his head as he looked at Su Yun, always feeling that this guy was a bit evil, but couldn't tell where.
But he didn't bother with Su Yun, he cared more about the quality of training.
A rookie that young can hold up against Falcao + Reyes + Diego?
All kidding aside, these coaches can really screw around.
After Diego Godin left, Suyun looked back at his position relative to the goalposts on either side and stood his ground.
Meanwhile, the goalie coach and Asenjo came to the sidelines.
"Asenjo, is there nothing wrong with your foot?"
"It's not a big problem, a day's rest and I guess I'll be able to resume training."
"That's good... Asenjo, what do you think of this Chinese man? Seems to have a good mental quality."
"I've seen him try out the last few days and he's a rookie. Both Falcao and Diego were in good form today, so I guess the rookie will be abused."
"Abused? Haha..."
While the two were talking, the training match started immediately afterward.
Right off the bat, the home team A's offense came quickly.
The test belonging to Su Yun also came quickly.
The A's quickly found Spanish international Reyes on the left side through a series of combinations.
Reyes breaks down the line and sees the opportunity to play a cross that finds Falcao, who is quickly moving forward.
The ball arced just over the defender.
Falcao leans on a defender and rises strongly to head the ball home!
"BANG!!!"
The ball was hit hard by Falcao's head and flew towards the bottom left corner of the goal at a very tricky angle.
"Good shot!" Diego called out, then stopped to make up the shot.
Falcao himself raised his arms in preparation for the celebration.
But everyone failed to notice that just as Falcao jumped up, Su Yun had long ago made an early move.
Goalie anticipation: 99
Goalie catches: 99
Goalie saves: 99
Goalie Saving Reaction: 99
Goalie coverage area: 99
Goalie directing the defense: 99
Although the other attributes were not yet full level, with just the goalkeeper attribute at full level, Su Yun was more than enough to face any of the top strikers in the world!
With the assistance of the system, Su Yun only felt that Falcao's header attack was like slow motion, and the angle and landing point could be seen clearly.
It was a feeling that had never existed before the system was activated.
He made a vertical fish leap with a single fist outstretched.
"BANG!!!"
In an incredible sight, Falcao's inevitable goal was knocked away!
What?
Blocked?
At this moment, Su Yun's save stunned everyone at once.
Asenjo and the goalkeeping coach, on the sidelines, also stared in disbelief.
Falcao looked at the ball that flew off the line with an unbelievable expression.
After returning to his senses he looked at Su Yun and smiled contemptuously, "Kid, good luck."
In Falcao's opinion, what strength could a rookie have? The goal was just by luck.
Su Yun bristled, "Luck? Falco, you really know nothing about strength!"
"Strength? With you? Che..." Falcao shook his head even more disdainfully.
Su Yun's eyes narrowed, "Belittling me will be the biggest mistake you will ever make!"
"Heh, really? Chinese, your words make today's training a bit more interesting for me!"
The corner kick was taken.
Team B captain Diego Godin makes a header to clear the ball.
The ball flying not far, ambush outside the penalty area Diego, grabbed the first drop, the ball does not land, direct foot pumping.
But the ball is bared.
Flying high towards the penalty area.
"Let me!"
Falcao roared and went straight for an inverted hook.
Power, angle, speed.
All three dimensions are optimized.
The soccer ball shot towards the gate like a discharged cannonball.
He's going to teach this rookie, Zi Suyun, a good lesson with this shot.
There it is!
All the players of the A-team all popped up in a flash, even the manager started to applaud Falcao in advance and started to applaud him.
It's a shot that Falcao is confident he can do better than he just did.
Because this kind of ball can't be predicted in advance, even if you are very difficult to control the angle of the shot, the component of the mask is mostly.
What is tested, is the reaction of the goalie.
But Falcao was convinced that Suyun couldn't react at all.
He was going to use this ball to teach the unknowing Su Yun a good lesson.
But the next moment, Falcao was once again dumbfounded.
His confident shot was easily crushed underneath by a fish leap from Su Yun.
Not only did he judge the direction, but he also gave it a pounce!
So much power on his own... How did he do it?
Mung! He must be Mung!
Falcao sat on the ground with a slightly exasperated look on his face, but was never willing to admit that the save was Su Yun's strength.
Diego was also a bit dumbfounded as he looked at Su Yun.
He had the best position and the best view.
It's not like the last time you knocked the ball away with your fist.
Su Yun did not make a prediction in advance this time, relying on his instinctive reaction.
The speed of the reaction was so fast that it would not be too much to describe it as godlike!
As to whether or not it's masked, I really can't say for sure.
After all, the reaction was so fast that it was justifiable to say it was a blindfold.
Asenjo on the sidelines also grew his mouth at this time, "That ball just now, it was horrible! I may not be able to do it myself, how did that Oriental do it?"
The goalie coach tapped him on the shoulder, "Didn't you just say that people are rookies?"
Meanwhile, Su Yun got up from the ground holding the ball.
He looked over at Falcao and said excitedly, "I've told you all about it, belittling me will be the biggest mistake you'll ever make!"
After these words, the Chinese players who came with Su Yun finally cheered, Su Yun had finally helped them out.
Falcao's eyes narrowed, and the fighting spirit in his heart, completely energized.
Today! Had to give this rookie a little credit!
The A's launched a frantic attack over the next fifteen minutes of play, with Falcao pulling out all the stops.
Breaking.
Single knife.
Long shot.
Grabbing Points.
Falcao faced Suyun, a rookie, with no mercy.
In the blink of an eye, the A's finished with ten shots on goal, five of which Falcao himself finished.
But the result made everyone fall through their glasses! And reacquainted Su Yun.
Ten shots on goal, ten inside the goal box.
But not a single goal was scored.
Su Yun resisted with a high catch and defused them all!
The watching Asenjo, the future national goalkeeper of Spain, almost didn't give a knee.
The Falcao just now was in hot form and unstoppable! Even Asenjo couldn't do anything with him.
Now Falcao, facing Suyun, was straight up zeroed out!
Colombia is, after all, the national team's top player and Atletico Madrid's top player, and to be zeroed out by a rookie?
Who'd believe it?
Do you want to lose face?
Even if it was a training match? But is Falcao good enough to use that as an excuse?
Head coach Manzano even glanced at Falcao with a dark face before converging his gaze on Su Yun and took his first serious look at the goalkeeper from China.
Also for the first time, he became interested in Chinese soccer.
The goalie coach, on the other hand, was dumbfounded, "1 meter 93! Quick reflexes! This guy is a typical superstar embryo! Asenjo, if he stays with the team, he'll likely become your biggest competitor."
Seeing the goalie coach's recognition of Su Yun, Asenjo said sourly, "Who doesn't have a nerve knife moment anymore? It's just a ten-minute training match, and you still want to compete with me?"
As the game progressed, the mentality of the A's players, gradually, began to change.
Each one of them thinking, "Arsenal can't even take us, and we can still be zeroed in on by a rookie like you?
Even a nerve knife has to have a limit, right?
With the change in mindset, the A's offense has sharpened.
The formation also repeatedly pressed forward.
In doing so, the A's defense has been exposed more and more.
With a clearance from Diego Godin, the B's were given a chance to counterattack for the second time.
Turkey international Turan advances with the ball.
Philips, the A's left back, committed a tactical foul and pulled Toulon directly.
Team B is awarded a free kick in the backfield near the center circle.
Turan spread his hands helplessly, now that he was reduced to the B team, even if he wanted to show a little, it became incredibly difficult.
As for how to take a free kick, Turan thought, anyway, it is also for the main team as a companion, just kick it.
The B-team players thought the same thing.
So there weren't many running across half-court to pick up the slack.
Just then, Su Yun ran out from inside the restricted area with a loud scream.
"Wait a minute, let me have this ball!"
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