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Casillas has grown equally fast in this half of the season, even to the point of panic.

In such a one-on-one penalty kick, Morientes also lost. Casillas knows his old friend's shooting style very well, so it is expected that he will be saved.

However, when the round was over, no one was laughing, and everyone kept their mouths tightly shut, only looking at the people who had already scrambled around on the court.

- Igor Casillas, clean sheets! !

In Deportivo's luxurious lineup, no one can break through his five fingers.

Although this is only a competition for penalty kicks, Deportivo does not have anyone who can take penalty kicks, and Casillas is capable in this area, but this is enough to explain some problems.

In any case, Deportivo did lose in terms of penalties.

Casillas subconsciously looked towards the edge of the court again, but Juan still stood there very calmly, without any intention of stepping forward.

To be honest, he hasn't faced Juan one-on-one for a long time. He knows that Juan is best at one-on-one, and after knowing him for so many years, he has always lost more than he won against Juan...

"Juan, he's looking at you." Diego Lopez couldn't help turning his head to remind him. He couldn't help it. The first thing was that the eyes of the people on the field were too hot. The second is because of what Juan said to Allen with his head down here...

He has a feeling that in the next few days, everyone will be desperate.

"I know." Juan looked back at the court very calmly, "Diego, I'll go instead."

"Huh?" Diego Lopez was dumbfounded, "Are you kidding, I'm going to shoot?"

Those shooters didn't succeed, how could he be a goalkeeper? !

"Who asked you to shoot?" Juan glanced at him in surprise, "Go and guard the goal, let them shoot you and let Igor come over."

"Ah?" Diego Lopez seemed to be struck by lightning, and for a moment he felt that his whole body was not well, so he could only look back without tears.

The shooters who were discussing on the court seemed to have heard what Juan said just now, and looked over one after another, showing malicious smiles.

"What are you doing in a daze, go quickly." Juan touched his arm, "Alan will supervise you later, how many balls you lose, you will double the number of save training, is it reasonable?"

"Very, very reasonable..." Diego Lopez was about to cry.

Juan nodded, and waved to Casillas who was standing in front of the door. Casillas was still looking in his direction, he was taken aback for a while, and then subconsciously walked towards Juan.

At this moment, a flying ball went directly towards the goal!

Casillas subconsciously raised his hand. He hadn't realized what happened, but his hand had already subconsciously moved. Before everyone could react, he stretched out his hand to catch the flying one. football!

Under the stunned gaze of everyone, Casillas threw the ball back in the direction it came from, took off his gloves very calmly, and stretched out his hand to Diego Lopez: "Come on, give it to me." is you."

"Oh..." Diego swallowed, and the two changed positions. Diego started to guard the goal, while Casillas stood beside Juan and looked at him: "Is there nothing I have to do next?"

"No more arrangements," Juan nodded calmly, then turned to look at Allen, "Has the team's training plan for today been decided?"

"No problem." Allen nodded.

"Okay, then I'll leave it to you." Juan raised an eyebrow at Casillas directly, "Let's go, go clean up, and come back later."

"Come again?" Allen was stunned. If he came again, he didn't know how his players would continue training these days...

"Yes, I will definitely come again." Juan nodded affirmatively, "We have to practice all the set kicks except for the kick-off in the middle circle. Igor is here to help, so don't pay attention to these details."

Set kicks include free kicks, as well as goal kicks, corner kicks, penalty kicks and kick-offs in the middle circle. I just practiced penalty kicks. Everyone’s extra training is almost scheduled until the next morning, okay?

"And this is an opportunity to get in touch with Real Madrid's goalkeeper in advance. Everyone, hurry up. If we can find the weakness, we will be able to easily face Real Madrid in the future!"

"Anyway, I'm still around, can you tell me behind my back?" Casillas came up helplessly and smashed his head, and Juan directly grabbed his hand with a smile on his face, "Okay, come here for a while."

Looking at the backs of those two people leaving, Morientes couldn't help it: "...Who kicked the ball just now?"

Everyone turned their heads one after another, only to see a shaggy head with an innocent expression standing behind, pretending that he didn't know anything, but it was obvious that the expression on the face of the honest man beside him, Thiago Silva, had changed. betrayed him.

"Did you go to someone else on purpose?"

"No, I just took a random long-range shot..." Pampons also found it incredible. After all, when he shot the goal, Casillas had completely turned his face away. He never expected such a situation A long-range shot from outside the sky will be caught.

What's worse, that person actually threw the football back, and it fell around him impartially...

What a horrible plot development this is!

When he was going to the fitness area, Juan also asked Casillas this question. To be honest, when this person came towards him, he didn't even notice the ball coming. When he fully reacted, Casillas Yas had directly saved the ball and threw it back.

I have to say, it's pretty cool!

Juan did not hide his appreciation at all, but Casillas was also sincere. He said directly: "Actually, I didn't realize it. It was just a subconscious reaction."

"I don't know what to say about you." Juan shook his head helplessly, "If you have such a reaction, you are already stronger than most people."

Casillas was silent for a while, then blinked: "Compared to Diego?"

"?" Before Juan could react, he turned his head directly when he saw the person in front of him: "Didn't you ask him to cheer up to surpass me?"

"You heard me." Juan nodded, "I said so, what's the problem?"

"But……"

"Anyway, I have already said that whether he can make a breakthrough is his business. I also said that you will be Spain's goalkeeper for the next ten years. With you, Spain's number one goalkeeper will be stable for at least ten years. "

"Cough," Casillas coughed twice, trying to change the subject to cool down the heat on his face, "Speaking of which, you don't seem to have taken the initiative to go to the Bernabéu."

"Yeah, actually I swore before... There are only two possibilities for me to step into the Bernabeu." Juan smiled and stretched out his finger.

"The first one is that I lead the team here to play. I am the opponent and enemy of Real Madrid. I am the object that Real Madrid has to beat."

"Second, I become the head coach of Real Madrid and go back as the master of the Bernabéu... Do you know what I mean?"

Casillas nodded silently.

——Actually, the confrontation between Real Madrid and Deportivo came sooner than expected.