Football: I carry forward Shaolin Kungfu

Ye Chen finished his morning training and returned to his apartment in the San Siro area.

Ye Chen hasn't bought a car yet because he didn't get a driver's license.

Coincidentally, Inter Milan's new aid this season, Italian star Barella, also obeyed the club's arrangement and lived in the same building as Ye Chen.

Ye Chen followed Barrera's car and came back.

"Thank you Barrera, I always take your ride, I'm sorry." Ye Chen expressed his gratitude to Barrera.

"Hey, what are you talking about?" Varela was an enthusiastic young man who didn't care at all, "I'll take you to the Mercedes-Benz shop to pick up your car after you get your driver's license!"

Varela patted the big triangle on the steering wheel of his Mercedes-Benz GLE, and said goodbye to Ye Chen with a smile.

His salary at Inter Milan is 350 million euros a year after tax.

For these players who play for the giants, a luxury car may be just a drop in the bucket of their weekly salary.

Young, with some money, and living in the spotlight.

Every weekend game enjoys the cheers of tens of thousands of fans.

Becoming a player is indeed a career that countless young people yearn for!

However, Ye Chen just smiled at Barrera's remarks.

Barrera is the main player that Inter Milan spent 4500 million euros to introduce. He has this capital and enjoys his life.

But Ye Chen, as a 17-year-old player who has just been promoted from the youth team.

Has not yet established a stable foothold in the team.

Now is not the time to dream of a life of luxury!

Ye Chen is very clear about his position.

Tomorrow, the whole team will fly to Sardinia for an away game against Cagliari.

Ye Chen entered the big list again!

In addition to daily hard training,

Ye Chenji also actively used his free time to enter the [Meditation Mode] of the Shaolin football system, and improve his various values ​​through simulated training.

Only by constantly helping the team to win in the game can he have the strength to compete for the main position!

After eating two salmon sandwiches in the apartment and drinking a glass of iced milk, Ye Chen went to the terrace on the top floor.

Italy in September, at noon.

The temperature is above thirty degrees.

The sun was hot, the sky was blue and cloudless.

Lazy Italians stay at home or take a nap in the office.

There are few people on the street.

Ye Chen laid out a yoga mat on the terrace on the sixth floor of the top floor.

He was still wearing the somewhat worn-out gold exercise uniform from the Shaolin Temple meditation period, and sat down to meditate cross-legged.

This is the moment of his day that he enjoys the most.

A huge green locust potted plant stood beside Ye Chen.

Bring him a little shade.

In the distance, the magnificent Meazza Stadium lies there quietly.

Like a giant, calling Ye Chen's dream of becoming a world-class player!

Ye Chen smoothed out the thoughts in his head, and gradually emptied his mind.

remove distractions

Close your eyes and rest your mind.

Following the low chant in the meditation room of Shaolin Temple, Ye Chen entered the meditation.

"Subhuti said to the Buddha, World Honored One, there are many sentient beings who have heard such words and phrases. Whether they really believe it or not, the Buddha told Subhuti, don't say it. After the Tathagata dies, he will be five hundred years old. There are those who uphold the precepts and cultivate blessings. From this verse, faith can be born..."

call--

A chill came.

Ye Chen only felt his skin tighten, and subconsciously shivered.

He opened his eyes suddenly.

Ye Chen found himself standing by the Xuanwu Lake in Shaolin Temple.

Unlike last time, the season has come to the twelfth lunar month.

Ye Chen only felt that his armpits were ventilated, and his neck felt empty.

He tightened his body, wrapped his arms around his chest to keep warm, and looked around.

Xuanwu Lake has frozen over.

The lake, which used to be undulating with blue waves, is now frozen.

The surface of the lake is as flat as a mirror, and the thick ice pattern seeps down in circles, reaching bottomless depths.

In the distance, the faint golden sunlight reflected in the center of the lake.

On the shore of the lake, the weeping willows in the summer breeze have already faded away from the graceful figure of a girl.

There are hundreds of willow trees, and the willow branches are frozen.

Like ice edges under the eaves, rigidly resting on the frozen soil.

"Ye Chen, you're here."

Master Wu Neng sat in the stone pavilion on the bank and waved to him.

"Master Wu Neng, the disciples are here to learn the scriptures!"

Ye Chen heard the call and trotted over.

As the cold wind blew past, Ye Chen sneezed a few times, and the snot just gushed out, and it turned into icy lumps.

But Master Wu Neng was only wearing meditation pants and his upper body was naked!

Beneath the broad, straight shoulders are angular muscles.

This famous monk from Shaolin Temple was tall and tall, he didn't feel cold at all, and his body was still full of heat.

"Master," Ye Chen shrank, his upper and lower teeth chattering, "Aren't you cold, my disciple is about to freeze!"

"Hahahaha, it's not cold, it's not cold," Master Wu Neng calmly smiled and looked at Ye Chen, whose face was livid with cold, "Once the magic technique is performed, the qi and blood will flow around the body, and the internal organs will burst out with yang qi. It doesn't feel cold anymore."

Ye Chen admired Master Wu Neng's ability, but at the same time felt ashamed that he could not resist the invasion of the cold because of his insufficient cultivation.

"Master Wu Neng, when I came to Xuanwu Lake a few days ago, it was still in the spring of March, and the grass was growing and the warbler was flying. Why did the temperature drop suddenly today, making it such an extremely cold place?"

Ye Chen asked Monk Wu Neng puzzledly.

This is only one day, as if half a year has passed!

Really bizarre.

Master Wu Neng lovingly put his hands on Ye Chen's shoulders.

The hot air on his body also lingered around Ye Chen's body.

Ye Chen instantly felt less cold.

The body also naturally stood up straight.

"Ye Chen," Monk Wu Neng said in a low voice, with the unique calm temperament of a monk, "the Shaolin Temple in this meditation mode is different from the time outside."

"I brought you into the extreme cold this time, in order to force out the yang energy in your body through the extreme cold outside."

"Only when the yang qi is strong, the qi and blood will be full, and your cultivation can go further."

Monk Wu Neng led Ye Chen out of the stone pavilion.

He picked up a frozen lotus pod from the shore.

With a flick of the wrist, the lotus pod flew to the surface of the lake with a thud.

Like a stone hitting the ground.

He reached out again and broke off a frozen willow branch.

Swipe and pull towards the hard ground.

call!

The willow branches are on fire!

Ye Chen was dumbfounded.

I didn't know what to say for a while.

Master Wu Neng is in his heart, adding another three points of mystery.

"Ye Chen, go to the lake." Wu Neng pointed to the lotus pod on the lake in the distance, "Just like you are dribbling a ball on the court, take the lotus pod and hit the lake back and forth at the fastest speed."

"I ask you to return to the shore before this willow branch burns out."

Ye Chen looked at the willow branch in the hands of Master Wu Neng.

The willow twigs ignited a faint fire, like the burning incense candles on the main hall of Shaolin Temple on weekdays.

"Obey, Master Wu Neng!"

Ye Chen clasped his hands together and saluted.

He took a step forward, facing the howling cold wind, stepping into the lake.

The lake is frozen and has a smooth surface with very little friction.

Ye Chen was wearing the ordinary cloth shoes of Shaolin Su family disciples, and walked carefully.

After finally moving to the front of the ice lotus pod, I just stretched my feet to reach the lotus pod.

He staggered, lost his balance, and fell on the ice!

"Ye Chen!"

Master Wu Neng called to him from the shore:

"Control your body balance, on the extremely slippery ice surface, regard the lotus pod as a football, smoothly bring it to the other shore, and then bring it back!"

Ye Chen stood up unsteadily, ignoring his aching butt from sleeping.

He knew it was an exercise in body balance.

After practicing well, whether it is confrontation on the court or dribbling, it will be of great benefit.

Ye Chen adjusted his breathing and gradually got used to the friction of the ice surface, then took the lotus pod as a football and slowly moved forward with the ball.