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Chapter 149 Training 【Subscription for the third update】

With everyone eager to try, the training began.

On the green field.

That was Lin Hai's home field.

He has all the training plans in place.

Even Zhang Junbao, he also made a training plan for Zhang Junbao.

Regarding this, Zhang Junbao had nothing to do with it.

He also felt that he had to train too.

After all, he just knows a lot of martial arts, which is the same as Tie Rubing and others.

He doesn't know how to play football either!

Jiang Xiaoyuan was sitting next to him, watching with a smile on his face, with all kinds of training supplies under his feet.

Training begins.

Lin Hai asked Tie Rubing to come out, and began to assign training plans one by one.

He took out his little book, which recorded his training plan for everyone.

"Old Tie, for you, hold this ball and hit it a thousand times." Lin Hai said to Tie Rubing.

The first thing he thought of was to perfectly display the iron head skills that are as iron as ice.

At least, when there is a chance to head the ball, the iron-like ball must not go wrong.

"Heading the ball?" Tie Rubing took the ball and asked suspiciously.

"Well, header, like this."

Lin Hai took a ball again, threw it lightly on his head, and then started to push it up.

I have to say that Lin Hai's basic skills are very good, and he has a sense of rhythm with the ball above his head.

"It's like this, you know." Lin Hai hit a few balls, then stopped, and said to Tie Rubing.

Tie Rubing nodded, "Well, I see, why don't we head the ball."

Then Tie Rubing started training on the spot, he wanted to prove himself.

What is a mere overhead ball in front of iron head skills?
Iron Rubing lightly touched his hand, and the football in his hand flew up and landed in mid-air.

Then Tie Rubing chuckled and waited for the football to fall.

The football falls.

Iron Rubing's head lightly nodded.

Everyone's eyes widened.

Boom!
As the iron is like ice, this "lightly touches the top".

It is clearly visible that the football turns into a streamer, with a nearly perfect arc...

Soar to the sky!

According to visual inspection.

The ball probably won't come back.

"Damn it, it's amazing!" Chen Fan admired, "As expected of an iron header, this header is really shocking, and he headed the ball into the Songhua River!"

Everyone silently praised Tie Rubing in their hearts.

It is not easy to practice iron head skills to this level.

Zhang Junbao glanced at Tie Rubing, and the corner of his mouth twitched.

Lin Hai was speechless.

He felt that he had thought something wrong.

If Tie Rubing is allowed to play football...

Then if you let him touch the ball a few times and use a header, then basically you don't need to play that game.

No matter how many balls there are, it's not enough for Tie Rubing to play like this!

Tie Rubing touched his bald head, feeling a little embarrassed.

God, who will testify for me, I really just used a little force!
Zhang Junbao understood Tie Rubing's situation.

This is indeed not a pot of iron as ice.

After all, external skills such as iron head skills are all about toughness.

Not only is the iron head strong in defense, but even the strength of the entire head is very strong.

Lin Hai pondered for a while, and then decided not to change his training plan, but to increase his training plan.

Lin Hai scored a hundred balls for Tie Rubing, and then locked Tie Rubing in a room.

"Just practice heading in this room. When you can use your iron head skills freely, you can come out." Lin Hai instructed.

Tie Rubing nodded with embarrassment.

At the same time, he secretly made up his mind that he must practice this header well.

As the successor of Iron Head Kungfu, how could he not even do such a small thing well!

Leaving Tie Rubing alone in a room, Lin Hai came back.

"Will he destroy that room?" Jiang Xiaoyuan asked in a low voice.

"No." Lin Hai shook his head, "Those rooms are all reinforced, unless he really hits his head against the wall, otherwise it won't break."

The voice just fell.

"Boom!!"

The sound came from the iron-like ice room far away, like an earthquake.

"Uh……"

Everyone looked at Lin Hai.

This is awkward.

"Ahem, it's just a voice, it's okay, it's okay." Lin Hai said.

"Boom!!"

It's hard to believe...

But in the end, everyone still ignored Iron Rubing.

"Okay, let's start the next person's training." Lin Hai coughed and said calmly.

"Next one, Xie Feng, come out."

Xie Feng stood up, he was also curious what kind of individual training Lin Hai would give him.

Lin Hai took out his small notebook again.

Everyone looked at his little notebook with weird expressions.

Lin Hai turned to Xie Feng's page.

"Xie Feng, practice the ball control first. Your foot strength is very strong. If you shoot, you should be very strong. But before that, you still need to practice the ball control." Lin Hai said.

Xie Feng nodded, what Lin Hai said made sense.

"Good," he said.

Xie Feng took a few balls and went to the side to practice ball control.

The props for practicing ball control have already been set up there.

To everyone's relief.

Xie Feng did not kick the ball into outer space with one kick like Iron Rubing.

"It's okay." Lin Hai breathed a sigh of relief.

If Xie Feng was really like Tie Rubing, then Lin Hai really didn't know what to do.

Iron Rubing is relatively easy to practice.

But if you can kick the ball far, it will be difficult.

This is not making a movie.

It's not that you can practice easily with a few eggs.

And they only have three days left.

If Xie Feng spent three days on controlling his foot strength, he wouldn't have to play after three days.

Under everyone's gaze, Xie Feng was a bit slow and not elegant enough, but at least he completed a ball-handling training session.

There are back and forth.

Seeing everyone relieved and relieved.

Xie Feng thought to himself: "I really thought I was the same as that old man."

Everyone walks, and the use of the feet is very common.

If Xie Feng couldn't control his foot strength, then the road would collapse if he was walking on the road.

Xie Feng has no problem.

Lin Hai then went on to the next one.

Next, Chen Fan's ghostly trace.

"Hold this glove." Lin Hai handed Chen Fan a glove.

Chen Fan took it and took a look.

Isn't this a baseball glove?

Chen Fan looked at Lin Hai suspiciously.

What does it mean?
Lin Hai looked at Chen Fan and smiled slightly, "Wait a minute, let's practice how to catch a baseball."

"Baseball?" Chen Fan was puzzled.

"Well, wait a minute and stand inside the goal. I have already found good people. They are responsible for throwing the ball, and you are responsible for receiving it."

Chen Fan followed Lin Hai's gaze.

Four or five big, muscular men had already stood there, each holding a plump, white baseball in their hands.

"them?"

Chen Fan and the others had noticed these big men a long time ago.

I thought they were just passing by playing baseball, and they came to see them train!

did not expect……

"Brother, come on..." Huo Jin, a literary youth, stepped forward and patted Chen Fan on the shoulder.

Look at his smirk, he doesn't look like a literary youth.

Chen Fan: "Get lost..."

Everyone laughed.

　Thanks to "I am Aunt Wang" for the reward!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)