I am practicing in Tokyo

Chapter 34 Special Training

In the fifth round of the Tokyo High School Local Competition, after defeating the traditional and powerful Horikoshi High School team, the football atmosphere at Hachioji High School suddenly became much stronger. The opponent in the final round of the finals was the Capital High School team, which was eliminated by Horikoshi High School every year.

Of course, I don’t worry about losing to the opponent.

"If you want to go far in the top 48 of the national competition, it's not enough to just rely on my offensive points, so I will teach you."

After school, Fujii Shu approached Suhara and started his solo coaching work.

"Tch! Of course I know, otherwise I wouldn't ask you."

Qi Yuan refused to let go of his words and turned his head to answer.

"Suhara-san, do you know what technical characteristics a modern center needs?"

Starting from teaching concepts, Fujii used his football experience from ten years later to ask Suhara, who is the center of the school team.

"He must be strong in headers, not weak in physical confrontation, and have outstanding one-on-one abilities."

Suhara's answer exposed his backward knowledge. Now in the 21st century, this kind of traditional center has gradually withdrawn from the stage of history. Take Wayne Rooney, the typical British center of Manchester United in the Premier League.

Wayne Rooney is a modern center player. His physical confrontation can prove his way in the Premier League. His shooting skills are excellent, his sense of smell in front of the goal and his awareness of grabbing points are first-rate, and his passing ability is also much higher than that of traditional centers.

, his shortcoming is his mediocre height, which hinders his heading ability, and he is not very good at dribbling.

Shooting skills, awareness, and passing are the aspects that Fujii hopes Suhara can improve. This guy's skills are still in the middle of the LV2 amateur level. If he wasn't born with outstanding physical fitness, he would be completely hopeless.

Let’s start with archery. Anyway, even if I am a goalkeeper, I can increase my skill proficiency.

Fujii stood on the other side of the free goal and kicked the football to Suhara's feet.

"Practice a hundred guarded shots every day, a hundred shots into the blind spot, and a hundred shots from thirty meters away. Can you do it?"

He deliberately raised his voice and asked provocatively.

"Of course, stop looking down on others."

Suhara actually valued this kind of special training opportunity. He stopped the football at the penalty spot and attacked suddenly without raising his head. The ball flew to the left goal. Fujii Shu had not put on the gloves that Ryuunosuke borrowed from him.

A diving leap made the save and blocked the ball.

"The toe of your foot is too weak, please kick it harder."

Fujii shook his head and commented to Suhara who picked up the ball.

Damn it, how can he even be a goalkeeper? Isn’t it a bit outrageous?

Suyuan complained in his mind and shot again, using all his strength to kick the ball towards the upper right corner of the goal.

However, Fujii, who was a temporary guest goalkeeper, remained unmoved. He watched the ball fly past and pass away from the goal. He judged that Suhara's kick was crooked at the beginning of the kick. His comprehensive skills of almost LV4 star gave him a warning.

Awareness of judgment.

"Is that okay? Suhara-san, you won't be able to shoot a hundred times without me even sweating, right?"

Encouraging Suhara, who was a little disappointed, Fujii's words made him grit his teeth and kick the ball more than ten times in a row. Finally, he hit a powerful volley from the far corner and broke the goal guarded by Fujii.

"Haha, you are nothing more than that! I didn't feel it just now, now just wait to pick up the ball!"

Suhara proudly took the football kicked by Fujii from under the net and started to feel happy.

Humph, I'll have some good fruit for you later.

Fujii Shu sneered, now is the time to get serious.

Coach Fukai, who was watching their special training from a distance, touched the short stubble on his chin. He was very surprised that Fujii was not accepted into the Kashima Antlers by Mr. Yasuda, but as the school team is now, Fujii is indispensable.

Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to play in the Capital High School. He was distressed and delighted at the same time, and it was very tortured.

When the practice was about to end at 6:30 in the evening, Suhara actually took the initiative to go to the vending machine on the sidelines, put in coins and took out two bottles of iced Coke, and threw one to Fujii.

"This is the reward, don't think too much about it."

Suhara still looks like he doesn't give in easily. If he were a girl, he would probably become a tsundere character like Asuka.

Fujii did not drink the Coke immediately, but bought an extra bottle of lemonade and found Azusa Hase, who was still reading quietly by the football field.

"For girls, do you prefer lemonade?"

Although his relationship with Suhara has become closer, he will never forget his only friend at the moment, Hase Azusa, who is kneeling quietly by the grassland and reading a book. He always feels that his quiet and skillful appearance and that beautiful posture make him

I couldn't help but put a cold lemonade bottle on her soft cheek.

"Ah, it's so cold!"

As if she had just withdrawn her thoughts from the world in the book, Hase Azusa screamed in surprise and gave Fujii a reproachful look.

The two rode bicycles and electric scooters. Azusa Hase, who knew she could not refuse Fujii's escort home, used her savings to buy a sky-blue electric scooter on Amazon not long ago and rode her bike home from school.

Riding to a remote area that they must pass through, a group of gangster-looking guys on the roadside premeditatedly blocked their road. They were holding metal baseball bats and steel pipes. The leader was a man in a flowery shirt and wore sunglasses at night.

It makes people wonder if this person's intelligence is defective.

"Boy! Someone has named you and wants to destroy your legs and face. Get out of the car obediently and cooperate with us. I promise not to touch your girlfriend."

The flowered shirt put his hands in his pockets and gave an arrogant order. The police didn't come here very often, and there weren't many pedestrians. He had seven brothers in total. How difficult could it be to deal with an unarmed high school student?

"Judo:LV2/11%."

Fujii only learned Judo for self-defense for more than half a month after Gohunduan. His early amateur-level skills were roughly at the level of a black belt. He didn't know if he could cope with these troubles that suddenly came to his door.

"As soon as the action starts, you run away, don't worry about me, go call the police."

He whispered to Hase Azusa who was still on the electric bike, parked the bike on his own initiative, and walked up to the man in the flowered shirt.

"Who instigated you? I, a good citizen, shouldn't have offended anyone, right?"

"Haha, do you think I will disclose the employer's information? Our boss never tells us the origin of the orders he takes. You are still a man. I will break your legs later so that you don't have to wait for the third time.

The second time you suffer."

The flowered shirt laughed exaggeratedly and pointed at Fujii, who stepped forward.

Fujii grabbed the outstretched arm of the floral shirt, held the collar of the floral shirt with the other hand, put his feet close to the opponent's feet, turned sideways and pressed his shoulders against the opponent's body, exerting nearly 1.7 times the physical strength in an instant

.

"ah--!"

When Hua Shishi realized what he was doing, he was already in mid-air. Fujii Shu had learned judo for more than half a month and only knew two moves. What he used on him was the most powerful back-body throw.

"Plop!"

With a heavy slam to the ground, Hua Shizi lost his combat effectiveness on the spot. His younger brothers picked up various blunt weapons and rushed forward.

It turns out you are so fragile!

Fujii Shu killed a gangster with one move and showed a weird smile.

When I was seventeen, I was afraid that school was not violent enough.

He remembered a famous quote from his past life.

(End of chapter)