I am practicing in Tokyo

Chapter 6 Falling Leaves Ball

At the age of 17, Fujii's strength reached nearly 1.2. This kick used all the muscles in his body to be safe. The football roared and went straight to the dead corner. Coach Shenjing's squinted eyes widened a little.

The same move, but useless to me.

Seeing the next trainee imitate the first shot of the boy in the Brazilian team uniform, Long Zhisuke thought to himself.

He jumped up and shot a long shot 20 meters outside the door. This kid shouldn't have much strength.

He blocked the incoming football with one hand, the force from his palm broke the balance of his body, he landed on the ground and performed a professional unloading movement, and when he paid attention to the football again, he found that it had rolled under the net, the ball in.

"What's your name? This classmate."

Coach Fukai, who used to play for Kashima Antlers, the top J-professional league team in the island country, until he was injured and retired, has his eye on Fujii. The speed and power of this long-range shot, as a goalkeeper of an ordinary high school team, is not even qualified to touch the ball. No.

This is a good seed, I really can't see that his thin body will contain strength beyond that of an adult male.

he thinks.

"Fujii tree, high school class two and three, transfer student."

Fujii explained his background concisely. The kick just now actually raised his skill proficiency to 24%. It seems that training alone is not as good as intensive training.

"Kick the remaining two balls too, Fujii-san."

After Coach Fukai finished speaking, he blew two whistles. Ryunosuke, who had just got up in front of the goal, looked solemn when he heard it. This was a signal of going all out.

come on!You can't score again.

He threw the football at Fujii with a hand toss, spread his legs and stretched his arms, and he was going to give the newcomer some strength.

Facing the goalkeeper Ryunosuke who can enter the youth training level of professional teams, how strong are you with all your strength?Mr. Fujii.

Coach Shen Jing personally put the thrown football away and signaled to Fujii that it was time to play.

Then use the trick you saw on TV the night before.

Fujii has only tried it a few times in his own small courtyard. With his early LV2 skills and a slightly stronger body than ordinary people, it is a matter of luck whether he can successfully use this trick even without interference.

Taking a few steps back, sprinting forward, kicking the football away with the outer instep of his right foot, Ryunosuke in front of the goal looked up at the trajectory of the ball, thinking in his heart.

Are you kicking high?this kid.

Wait, the ball doesn't spin?
Excellent dynamic vision made Ryunosuke suspicious. When he thought of a certain possibility, his complexion changed drastically, and he stared nervously at the arc of the football.

The football, which is slightly higher than the goal crossbar, suddenly flies and falls when approaching. Its own trajectory has a movement of left and right. At this time, it suddenly sinks. Even Ryunosuke, who is on guard, can't react in time , watched the football off, drew an elegant trajectory from his eyes, and got into the goal behind him.

"Good shot! Fallen leaves!!!"

Coach Shen Jing also saw the technical characteristics of the ball, and couldn't help shouting loudly. It was hard to bear to see this kind of skill that professional players couldn't use accurately in the high school team.

Fuck!Be fooled!

Qihara, who was running, bumped into the seniors of the high school team in front of him. Fortunately, it was the captain Shike Nakamura in the midfield position. He just glanced at him and continued running. It's a good meal, maybe I have to reward some chestnuts.

"I won't play anymore, I won't play anymore! The coach is hired from a professional team, right?"

Ryunosuke, who was full of confidence at the beginning, began to lay down on the grass and used all the fallen leaf balls. Will the next one be the elevator ball?He is a small goalkeeper of an amateur high school team, how can He De enjoy this kind of treatment.

"Get up, what do you mean by being lazy?"

Coach Fukai stepped forward and kicked Ryunosuke with his prosthetic leg. Perhaps because of his conscience, he pointed to the next trainee.

"You, the next one, Fujii tree pass."

"OK! Coach, put it on me."

Ryunosuke, who was lying flat, turned over and got up, and when he heard that he didn't need to catch someone's ball, he was instantly resurrected with full blood.

In the shooting trial of five people, only three people passed the test in the end. Except for Fujii and the boy in the Brazilian team uniform, the last one who succeeded was a strong and strong high school boy named Nakaji Arimura, and the boy in the Brazilian team uniform Name, name is Shohei Hirokawa, also a freshman in high school.

"Every afternoon after school, I will train intensively until 06:30, and I will come to the school for training all day on Saturday and Sunday morning. If you can persist, you can join the school team. If you can't, please feel free."

Coach Shenjing briefly explained the training schedule to the three newcomers. No one quit. He nodded in satisfaction. There were Murakami and Hirokawa Shohei who were picked out of the short ones. potential.

But what about him?But I can't say how high the upper limit is.

The eyes that stared at Fujii tree were a little hot. At the age of 17, Coach Shenjing himself is definitely not as good as this boy, and he can kick the fallen leaf ball. The skills are not to mention, even if it is deceived, there must be enough. The basics will do.

"Coach, it's time for the training match next?"

The members of the school team who had finished trotting around the field ten laps, someone reminded him.

"Well, let's start grouping, Nakamura, you go and get the Nikon camera in my office, I want to record it."

Coach Shenjing came back to his senses and asked Captain Nakamura Shijing to run errands. He planned to take pictures of today's training match and send them to his mentor Yasuda Koichi, who is still coaching the Kashima Antlers, so that he can take a look at this Fujii tree. How much potential there is.

Including the three people who just joined the school team, there are now a total of 24 people. Most of them are students specializing in sports. What difficulty.

In high school football, most of them play a 442 lineup that combines offense and defense, and they are more tolerant of the technical requirements of the players. In the high school stage of the island country, the professional level of the football team is much stronger than that of the Hua country, not to mention the team that focuses on Schools such as Aomori Yamada High School, which trains young players, can directly send talents to professional teams.

After setting up the Nikon camera brought by Nakamura, coach Shen Jing placed Fujii on the right winger of the red team's 442 formation. In order to balance the strength of the two teams, Qi Yuan was assigned to the center forward of the blue team opposite Fujii, and the goalkeeper was also the main dragon. help.

"Pass the ball to Fujii more, I want to see his actual combat level."

Coach Fukai pointed out that the midfielder of the red team, Nakamura Shike, is also one of the few players with the best skills besides Suhara and Ryunosuke. He is an organizational midfielder who is good at passing the ball and has a good vision, but he is not good at physical confrontation and physical fitness. , Difficult to use in high-intensity competitions.

"Okay, coach."

Nakamura Shijing, as the captain wearing the No. 10 jersey, naturally has no objections, but he looked at Fujii Shu with a calm face, which is different from the other two newcomers. Ryunosuke has never taken care of him like this.

Is he a genius?Someone born to play football?

Shijing Nakamura also saw the deciduous kick kicked by Fujii. His hard work and sweat for more than two years could not match the special attention the opponent's shot brought to the coach.

He was inevitably a little disappointed, but then, it turned into expectation.

I hope that if he is really a genius, he can take us to a national competition.

Shikei Nakamura, who still has one year left in high school, thinks so.

(End of this chapter)