Master Tutoring Class.

Chapter 67 When did I say I couldn't? (Please add to your favorites)

The Spanish Football Federation International Invitational Tournament has completed its initial selection process after entering the knockout stage.

The 16 teams that successfully advanced from the group stage are clearly a level above in terms of strength.

This also means that the competition in the knockout stage will become even more competitive!
Meanwhile, the organizers changed the rules to limit the number of substitutions, strictly adhering to the requirements of official matches, with only three substitutions allowed per match!

There are generally no restrictions on substitutions in youth training matches, in order to allow more players to get playing time.

But these players are already 15 years old!

In another year, they will reach the threshold of signing a professional contract, and formal competition rules will be more conducive to their growth.

"Three substitutions!" Tong Xianfeng raised an eyebrow and said, "This forces all teams to field their full starting lineup!"

This is a limitation for other teams, but for the Lions, they only have three substitutes!
Therefore, this rule is exactly what they wanted!
Around 1 p.m. Madrid time, Tong Xianfeng led the children to the stadium.

This time it's Stadium A2, next to the last match venue.

A match has just ended on this stadium.

Torino's youth academy defeated Atlético Lyon's youth academy 3-2 to secure a place in the quarterfinals!
"They're coming!"

A young Turin youth academy student with long blond hair gestured with his chin toward his back.

The others turned to look, and their expressions turned serious as they saw the young Lions players in their red jerseys.

Torino's youth academy was a seeded team in this tournament, but they suffered an upset in the first round.

Despite securing the next two matches and advancing smoothly, the humiliation of that match remains etched in my memory!
One of the young Torino players, with a buzz cut, freckles, and wearing the number 7 jersey, was staring intently at Wei Lai.

Wei Lai, who had just entered the stadium, also felt the gaze. He turned his head and their eyes met.

"I'll go over there!"

Pishini said something to his teammates, then walked towards the little lion.

The other members of the Green Lions also saw Pishini approaching.

"What? Looking for trouble?"

Yang Fan bared his arms, ready to start fighting, but Wei Lai stopped him.

Wei Lai pulled Yang Fan back, telling him to calm down.

When Pishni approached Wei Lai, he slowly asked, "Do you speak English?"

Wei Lai: "Yes!"

Pishni nodded; "We've advanced to the quarterfinals!"

Wei Lai: "Congratulations!"

Pishni: "Don't lose, I'm still waiting for revenge!"

Wei Lai laughed and said, "Victory belongs to us!"

Pishni couldn't help but laugh and said, "That's not necessarily true!"

After saying that, Pishini punched Wei Lai in the chest with his fist.

"come on!"

Wei Lai: "We will!"

Watching Pishni's departing figure, Yang Fan asked, "What did that guy say? Did he challenge you to a fight? I think he provoked you!"

Wei Lai turned his head; "How did he provoke me?"

Yang Fan: "He touched your chest!"

"look."

Yang Fan poked forward with his index finger: "Don't leave after school!"

He immediately spread his hands and said, "Isn't that what you mean?"

"You really have a vivid imagination!" Wei Lai rolled his eyes. "He told us to keep going!"

"Huh?" Yang Fan was a little confused.

but
"This person is actually quite nice!"

Soon, their rivals, Sporting Porto, also arrived.

The lion cubs spotted Ruosang immediately; at 187 centimeters tall, she stood out like a crane among chickens in a crowd.

"Wow, that's tall! This guy should be playing basketball!"

Yang Fan vaguely compared his height and found that at less than 175 cm, he was not tall enough to be considered impressive.

Wei Lai pointed to the other side.

"Who is your opponent?"

The man was a black man, not very tall, only about 170 centimeters, and not particularly strong, but his muscles were clearly defined, giving him a powerful and explosive look.

This is another major threat from Sporting Porto: the speedy winger number 7, Beile!
"Porto U15's attacks are mostly crosses, and their corner kicks and set pieces are also very threatening. We try our best to prevent them from having these opportunities." "When defending, listen to Wei Lai's instructions, try to use numerical superiority to suppress them, and only resort to fouls when necessary!"

Tong Xianfeng said seriously, "If we win this match, we'll advance to the quarterfinals!"

The best result the Green Lions have achieved in international cup competitions over the years is reaching the semi-finals.

Despite the high level of competition this time, the Lions' roster is also strong enough, which makes Tong Xianfeng very ambitious.

It would be great if we could beat Atlético Barcelona, ​​Madrid, or Valencia FC.

The young Lions played against Atlético Barcelona a few years ago and won.

But at that time they were all in the U11 level, and their bodies had not yet fully developed.

But the U15 level presents a completely different challenge!
Tong Xianfeng's philosophy is to beat them in U11 and then in U15, so that they won't have any psychological fear when they grow up.

Everyone put on their gear and prepared to go on stage.

Wei Lai stuffed the shin guards into his socks, then patted his buttocks, stood up, and took a deep breath.

In this match, his primary task remains defense.

Although I've been practicing long passes recently, I'm not proficient at them yet and can't use them in matches.

Therefore, defense and decision-making passing are what Wei Lai needs to focus on.

Before the match began, Chen Shaojie pulled Xiang Ming over.

"If we win the wing selection later, we'll get the kickoff. Let's try to steal a goal from them at the start," Chen Shaojie whispered slyly. "They have fast wingers, and so do we. Let's send Lao He to give them a taste of their own medicine!"

Xiang Ming nodded; "No problem!"

The starting lineup of both parties:

Green Lions U15 (4-3-3):
Goalkeeper: Kovacic.

Defenders: Liu Baoguo, Jacob, Sonny, Yang Fan.

Midfielders: Chen Shaojie, Zheng Yang, Wei Lai.

Forwards: He Chaoyue, Luo Xiang, Xiang Ming.

Liu Baoguo and Zheng Yang started in this match.

This means that the Lions need to develop their own system. When Xiang Ming drops back to receive the pass, the offensive focus will shift towards Xiang Ming, making Yu Jiahe's role very awkward.

Zheng Yang and Xiang Ming have better teamwork; they know how to complement each other and can participate more actively in defense.

As for Liu Baoguo, he has a powerful long-range shot!

The plan is to have He Chaoyue and Xiang Ming disrupt the opponent's defense, and if there's an opportunity for a long-range shot, then let Liu Baoguo try it out.

Beep!
The whistle blew, and the game began.

The Green Lions were disappointed to fail to secure the kickoff, and their plan to launch a surprise attack fell through.

The entire formation did not advance forward, but instead remained in the rear, waiting for the opponent's attack.

Atlético Porto U15 is an attacking team with a strong ambition, just like their first team, prioritizing attack.

Therefore, after a few simple passes, the ball was immediately passed to number 7, Beller, on the right wing.

Wei Lai immediately ran over, and Yang Fan also wanted to go up to help defend, but Wei Lai stopped him.

"Stop right there!"

Wei Lai lowered his center of gravity, placing one hand on the side to signal Yang Fan not to come up, while keeping a close eye on Belle, maintaining a distance of 3 to 4 meters.

The most crucial element is Wei Lai's positioning, which completely shuts down the inside game, leaving only the outside open. This is clearly designed to create a running track for Beile to accelerate.

Wei Lai believes that any speed-type winger would be tempted to sprint as fast as he can when he sees such a track.

Sure enough, Belle crouched slightly and then suddenly darted forward.

"It's now!"

Wei Lai roared inwardly, moved quickly, and as he approached the opponent, he slid in and forcefully poked the ball out of bounds.

Wei Lai's clean and efficient destruction really startled Belle.

Holy crap! Old Wei! You're awesome!

Yang Fan gave a thumbs up in surprise: "Didn't you say you weren't good enough? Is that why you asked me to help with defense?"

Wei Lai patted his bottom and stood up; "When did I say I couldn't? I only said I wouldn't run around anymore, I never said I couldn't stop him!"

After saying that, Wei Lai turned to look at Belle, a slight twitch at the corner of his mouth.

"Tsk tsk! His explosive power is a bit lacking compared to Guo Fan!"

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