The Strongest Demon Front

Place the football at the top of the arc in the penalty area.

Take a few steps back.

Chu Ge glanced at the wall of props.

approach.

Hit the ball with one kick.

"Crack!" The sneakers and football applauded for love.

With this crisp sound, the football flew up a brilliant arc, crossed the wall and fell into the net.

The ball goes in.

"It's okay." Chu Ge nodded.

Just as he expected.

When taking a free kick, the system will correct the strength and angle of Chu Ge's free kick according to a series of parameters such as the current wind speed, turf condition, football weight, and sneaker friction coefficient.

It's like a super brain, or an alpha dog.

"Could it be that Ke Jie will be completely defeated?"

"A man can't beat a dog."

Chu Ge recalled the three-way stand between AlphaGo and Ke Jie not long ago,

Thinking of the tears that the genius boy shed after his defeat in the face of artificial intelligence,

It sounded that Ke Jie was full of confidence before the game...

"Oh, the wisdom of mankind."

...

"Hey, Chu. Tell me, if De Bruyne chose to foul and gave you a free kick, would you have scored that free kick?" Seeing that Chu Ge sent the football directly into the net three times in a row, La Shford stared.

He had never seen anyone take such a precise free-kick.

It's like taking a penalty kick.

Not even a penalty kick is as perfect as Chu Ge's.

This is horrible!

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Rashford couldn't believe his eyes.

Although the free kick position has not been moved, it is the position where free kicks are most likely to be scored in statistics; although this is only a training ground and not an actual combat, there is no goalkeeper in front of the goal, and the human wall is not a prop that will not actively defend, but seeing Chu Ge is so stable Three free kicks were made three times, and the arcs and landing points of the three free kicks were exactly the same. It was like a perfect copy, and Rashford felt very shocked.

He couldn't help but think of the scene in the last game.

After the game, many experts almost all mentioned a common point of view when explaining Chu Ge's third goal: If De Bruyne decisively chose to foul at that time, the ending might be completely different.

They explained it very clearly.

If De Bruyne fouls, Chu Ge's classic goal will not appear, and it will be replaced by a direct free kick at the front of the penalty area.

If that free kick hadn't been scored, the score would have stayed at 1:2, with the home team only one goal behind.

If you count De Bruyne's goal at the end of the game, the final score of the Manchester derby this time is likely to be fixed at 2:2, a draw.

Manchester United and Manchester City each scored one point, Chelsea is still the league's first, Manchester City is still the league's third.

Many people think so.

Even many Manchester United players have similar thoughts.

Rashford once believed their point of view. However, after seeing Chu Ge's performance in training today, he began to have doubts. If De Bruyne really chose to foul at that time, would the ending really be different? Will Chu Ge's hat-trick really end because of this?

Chu Ge set up the football and looked back at Rashford.

"certainly."

Crisp and neat.

"Really? That would be cool! But..."

"There's nothing but."

Chu Ge turned around and kicked the ball into the net obediently again.

"Look, it's very simple. Isn't it?" Chu Ge smiled calmly, pointing at the bouncing football that fell into the net.

He is getting more and more proficient.

"I can follow almost the same trajectory every time, and I can score every time. This is amazing!" Rashford's eyes glowed. He looked at the football as if he saw a miracle.

"But the intensity of the training is different from the game. The game is not like this, there is no real wall, no goalkeeper." Rooney passed by. He just heard the conversation between Rashford and Chu Ge, and couldn't help but interjected.

Rashford was a little puzzled.

"There should be no difference." Chu Ge thought for a while and said.

In fact, he also wanted to try it in the game, but unfortunately De Bruyne didn't give him this opportunity. Chu Ge felt a little regretful about this.

"No difference? How could there be no difference? The difference is huge!" Rooney obviously didn't believe it.

"This...how about we simulate it according to the situation of the game?" Rashford looked at Rooney, then at Chu Ge, and suggested cautiously.

"That's a good idea." Chu Ge agreed.

"That's it." Rooney immediately made a decision. He began to greet his teammates, simulate actual combat scenarios, line up the wall, and organize a free kick defense.

De Gea stood in front of the goal wearing gloves.

"Chu, I don't know how to release water." He greeted Chu Ge with a smile.

"Yeah." Chu Ge nodded, "Just do your best."

Soon, the human wall was lined up. Several tall defensive players such as Fellaini and Herrera stood in the wall.

Everything is carried out according to the specifications of normal competitions.

It's just that the players are not as tense as in the official game.

They looked at Chu Ge with a smile.

"Chu, I know you are very good at free kicks. But if you say you can score every time, I don't believe it." Fellaini winked at Chu Ge.

The teammates all laughed easily.

Mike Phelan stands on the sidelines at practice. He stood with his chest folded and a smile on his face.

It's clear that he's happy with what's happening on the pitch.

At this moment, he suddenly felt someone walking in.

Ferran looked sideways.

Ferguson walked to his side.

"The players were joking, and they surprised the boss!" Fei Lan was shocked.

Noticing the look in Ferlan's eyes, Ferguson smiled slightly, and pouted in the direction of Chu Ge, indicating to look at Chu Ge's free kick first.

Watching Chu Ge place the football seriously, somehow, he didn't think it was just a joke.

...

Chu Ge looked at the highest point in the wall, the 194cm Fellaini; he also looked at De Gea in the goal, probably the best goalkeeper in the Premier League.

These high-level teammates have now become his opponents.

But so what?

Chu Ge started the run-up.

Boom!

The football deftly passed over Fellaini's head, fell rapidly, and fell into the net as De Gea watched.

ball.

in.

"It's okay." Chu Ge nodded.

The trajectory of the free kick was almost the same as he imagined.

It was not affected too much by the changes of the human wall and the goalkeeper.

"It's so handsome!" Looking at this beautiful and deadly arc, Rashford couldn't help but sigh.

"Chu is right. Even if the ball becomes a free kick, Chu can still send it into the goal. He really deserves to be my idol. This strength is simply too strong." Looking at the relaxed Chu Ge, he felt Full of admiration.

"Not bad. At this age, with such excellent free-kick footwork, Chu is really outstanding." Fei Lan looked at Chu Ge with a smile.

Ferguson on the side didn't speak, and his eyes were also full of admiration when he looked at Chu Ge. Meanwhile, Ferguson was still thinking about something.

"How did this goal go in?"

Fellaini, who was in the crowd, looked back at the football in the net and was very surprised.

He only saw the football jumping high, and then he jumped without touching the football, and then the ball was scored.

"This... this doesn't count! I'm not ready yet!"

De Gea was a little embarrassed.

Such ineffective conceding of the ball made the proud goalkeeper feel frustrated.

He was very unconvinced.

Just like little Ke Jie.

Not only De Gea was dissatisfied, but other defensive players were also somewhat dissatisfied. They all said that they lost the ball because Chu Ge was too fast to react, and strongly demanded to do it all over again.

"If this is a game, you have conceded the ball." Rashford reminded.

Rashford's words made the players blush a little. They looked at each other, knowing that Rashford was right.

but.

Chu Ge didn't care about this with them.

He also hopes to try a few more times to improve his proficiency and prove the system's skills.

"Then do it again." Chu Ge called his teammates to kick a football over. He patiently placed the football on the top of the penalty area and was ready to take a free kick again.

This time, the teammates looked much more focused than before.

Chu Ge's last goal seemed to wake them up and prevent them from being careless.

De Gea stood in front of the door, leaning on the pillar, and kept loudly directing the position of the human wall. The players lining up the wall remind each other to stand, and the defense is tight and airtight.

"It's interesting. Now, this is almost the same as the free kick defense in the game. Can Chu still score?" Seeing this scene, Ferran laughed.

"It might be a bit difficult. Even the best free kick player can't hit 100%, even if it's near the top of the penalty area." Giggs also came over and stood on the other side of Ferguson, smiling.

He looked at Chu Ge and thought, even if he didn't score this time, Chu Ge's free kick talent is one of the best talents he has ever seen in his career.

Ferguson still didn't speak.

He looked at Chu Ge seriously.

The football was soon set up again.

start up.

approach.

hit the ball.

The football flew up, over the wall and into the net.

As smooth as flowing clouds and flowing water.

From the process to the result, it was almost exactly the same as the last free kick.

The only difference is that De Gea responded with a save this time. He took a quick step towards the football, kicked off the ground, leaped into the fish, and his movements were very stretched, graceful, highly completed, and very ornamental, just like a textbook for goalkeepers to save.

However, it was of no use.

The football flew past his defense zone at breakneck speed and flew straight to the goal.

There is no reason at all.

In martial arts in the world, everything is fast and unbreakable.

Even with De Gea's quick reflexes, he couldn't resist a football that was faster than he could save.

"Wow!"

The teammates were amazed.

Rashford jumped up with excitement.

Giggs and Phelan looked at each other, while Ferguson smiled.

"Again! I'm not convinced!"

De Gea blushed.

"ok."

Chu Ge waved, and the football was placed again.

approach.

hit the ball.

A sparkling arc over the wall, past De Gea's futile hands, crashed into the net again.

Mortal saves.

Chu Ge looked down at the area under his feet, with a smile on his lips.

"Maybe one day, people will name this area after me."

"It's called... the field of Chuge." (=Easy Kan Novel)