green waist king

Chapter 224 The Disgusted Edwards
More than two weeks passed in a blink of an eye.

Under the devil's training by the coaching staff, everyone's physical condition has returned to the normal range.

On the afternoon of July 7, the day's training ended.

Except for Mo Yang, no one had the strength to get up, and they all collapsed on the lawn without even the strength to speak.

Everyone rested for a while before they had the strength to sit up.

"God, is Yang still human? He still has the strength to practice more!"

The newcomer Ruota was completely speechless when he saw Mo Yang practicing extra shots in front of the other goal.

This period of time is really difficult for these new players.

They had no idea that Liverpool's physical training would be so intense.

Even though I was mentally prepared before coming, I still couldn't resist in the end.

The devil training during this period really tortured them to death.

And they have seen Mo Yang's performance during this period, and they have fully understood why Mo Yang is the core of the team, why he has such a high net worth, and is in such an excellent state last season.

It turns out that all of this cannot escape the help of Xin Xian's sweat.

"Thiago, haven't you been asking me how Yang's ultra-long-range shot was hailed by the media all over the world?" Henderson pointed at Mo Yang, "This is the answer, Yang every morning at 6 He will get up at one o'clock to practice shooting, and if he has time after training in the afternoon, he will continue to practice shooting."

"Normal people can't learn it!" Salah continued, "Even if you have Yang's abundant physical fitness and strong willpower, your knees can't stand this kind of high-intensity training pressure. This is one of Yang's talents. He has an enviable devil body."

Ruota was stunned, completely speechless, and completely convinced.

"Bang!"

There was a sudden loud noise, and everyone on the lawn trembled in fright. They all sat up and looked at Moyang.

In the distance, Moyang's heavy artillery roared, smashing the targets on the goal line to pieces one by one, and even the door frame was whining.

"Gudu!"

Lovren looked at it for a while, swallowed hard, and said with fear on his face, "Fortunately, Yang usually doesn't like to shoot from long distances, otherwise we guards would probably be killed!"

"Yes, yes, yes!" Matip immediately raised his right hand, "Only Virgil is not afraid, let's let him block Yang's shot in the future!"

"agree!"

"That's a great idea!"

"No comment!"

"..."

Klavan, Gomez, Arnold, Robertson, Moreno, Milner and others raised their hands in agreement.

"I don't agree!" Van Dyke glared and pushed Lovren, "Guys, I'm going to die!"

As soon as the words came out, everyone burst into laughter.

Now in the team, only Van Dijk, a tough guy, dared to use his body to block Moyang's long-range shots head-on during the training game.

The others hid as much as they could, even knowing that Mo Yang had withdrawn his strength, they were still afraid of getting hurt.

After resting for a while, everyone got up and went back to the locker room.

No one called Mo Yang, because they all knew that they would not go back if they called Mo Yang, and they were all used to it.

"God!"

But Shaqiri, who walked behind the crowd for a while, looked back and was stunned.

At this time, Mo Yang stopped shooting practice, and started running with the ball instead.

Seeing Moyang's unique skill of jumping the ball and running fast, Shaqiri was immediately shocked.

Many players can do jumping and running, but many people can't do it if they want to maintain such a fast speed like Mo Yang.

"I buy it!"

Jota and Fabinho were also stunned, they saw Mo Yang's unique skill for the first time.

"Go back! What's so good about this, we're all tired of watching it!"

Salah greeted and walked to the locker room. All the old players followed. There was nothing to see, and only these three turkeys were surprised.

In the coaching meeting room on the third floor, Klopp and the coaching staff are having a meeting.

"Cohen, how is the player's physical condition!" Klopp asked with a smile.

"Basically every player's physical condition has returned to normal!" Fitness director Korn Meyer handed a stack of reports to Klopp and smiled: "But to reach the best state of last season, they may still need some time!"

"Jurgen, I think you may need to apologize!" Kern Meyer suddenly smiled narrowly, "Yang's comprehensive physical examination report shows that he has actually maintained high-intensity training during the holidays. You are wrong to blame him! He That 4.5 lb gain is not actually fat, it's muscle!"

"Yang has passed the last stage of puberty, his body has entered a stable period now, his bone line has been closed, his height of 183 has not affected his flexibility at all, and all aspects of his body data are comparable to those of last season. 30.00% higher than both, he has started to redeem his physical gifts and become even better!"

"Hehe!" As soon as these words came out, Pete and the others laughed lightly.

They saw very clearly how Klopp dealt with Mo Yang during this time.

Klopp's smile was also a little awkward. After the pre-match training started, he found that Mo Yang's training attitude was the same as before, and he would still stay for extra training every morning and evening, so he knew he was wrong about that kid.

But I want him to apologize, there is no way, not even a crack in the door!

That kid usually choked so much that he couldn't even speak.

"Peter, what about your side, have you contacted those clubs?" Klopp quickly changed the subject, otherwise it would damage the image.

Pete nodded and said: "I have already contacted. There are many clubs who want to have a warm-up match with us. I screened it out and I will hand over the list to you later. Except for the two giant clubs Real Madrid and Barcelona, ​​the others are Some small clubs, you decide for yourself!"

"Okay!" Klopp nodded and turned his gaze to Edwards beside him, "Mike, how is your talk with Zlatan? Is he still hesitating? Need me to come out and talk to him?"

"I don't need it for the time being, basically we're done talking about it!" Hearing Klopp mention Ibrahimovic's transfer negotiations, Edwards twitched a few times, with disgust on his face, "That Italian is a greedy vampire, It's a disgusting leech!"

Edwards felt nauseated just thinking about that fat man. It wasn't the first time he had come into contact with this greedy fat Italian.

The two clashed a few years ago when Balotelli left Liverpool, but the talks fell apart.

Raiola has attacked him with vicious language in public on several occasions.

The negotiation was about to come to an end, but the Italian not only asked Ibrahimovic for a signing fee of 1000 million, but also secretly asked him for money.

After Edwards refused, the guy immediately turned his back.

It is said that Manchester United has not given up on Ibrahimovic, and there is still room for negotiation.

Both inside and outside are suggesting that Ibrahimovic still has the possibility of renewing his contract with Manchester United.

If it was 80 million, he would have given it with his eyes closed, but this guy actually wanted 500 million, which was still pounds, which made Edwards feel insulted.

Make him think that the Italian has gone mad.

So now he is ready to talk to Ibrahimovic, just skip this disgusting guy, otherwise the two sides will entangle endlessly.

Perhaps this is the real purpose of Raiola asking for money, which is to delay time.

(End of this chapter)