Football: I carry forward Shaolin Kungfu

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

Because he did not take a driver's license, Ye Chen had not yet bought a car.

It just so happens that Inter's new signing this season, Italian rising star Barrera, also followed the club's arrangement and lived in the same building with Ye Chen.

Ye Chen followed Barrera's car and returned.

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

"Hey, what do you say," Barrera was an enthusiastic young man who didn't care, "When you get your driver's license, I'll take you to the Mercedes shop to pick up the car!"

Barrera patted the big triangular fork of his Mercedes-Benz GLE steering wheel and said goodbye to Ye Chen with a smile.



Barrera's GLE

His salary at Inter is €3.5 million a year.

For these players who play for the giants, a luxury car may only be their week's salary, a drop in the bucket.

Young, rich, and living in the spotlight.

Every weekend's game, enjoy the cheers of tens of thousands of fans.

Becoming a top professional player is indeed a profession that countless young people aspire to!

However, for Barrera's statement, Ye Chen just smiled.

Barrera is Inter's €45 million main player, and he has the capital to enjoy his life.

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

Not yet firmly established in the team.

It's not time to dream of luxury now!

Ye Chen was very clear about his positioning.

Tomorrow, the whole team will fly to Sardinia to play Cagliari.

Ye Chen entered the big list again!

In addition to diligent training every day,

Ye Chen also actively used his free time to enter the [Zen Mode] of the Shaolin football system to 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 ice milk, Ye Chen went to the terrace on the top floor.

Italy in September, at noon.

The temperature is above 30 degrees.

The sun is hot, the sky is blue, and there are no clouds.

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

The streets are sparsely populated.

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

He was still wearing the somewhat worn golden practice clothes of the Shaolin Temple meditation period, sitting down to meditate cross-legged.

It was the most enjoyable time of his day.



On the terrace of the roof of Ye

Chen's apartment, a large pot of green locust potted plants stood beside Ye Chen.

Bring him a little shade.

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

Like a giant, summoning Ye Chen's heart, the dream of becoming the world's top player!

Ye Chen smoothed the thoughts in his mind and gradually emptied his brain.

Remove distractions

, close your eyes, and nourish your mind.

As a low chant sounded in the meditation room of Shaolin Temple, Ye Chen entered the meditation.

"Su Bodhi Bai Buddha words, the world, quite a number of sentient beings, have heard such words and sentences, life is true to believe not, Buddha tells Su Bodhi, do not do it. If it comes and dies, it will be five hundred years old. There are those who take vows and practice blessings, and in this verse, they can have faith..."

Ye Chen only felt that his skin tightened, and he subconsciously trembled.

Jerk open his eyes.

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

Unlike last time, the season has come to the cold winter moon.

Ye Chen only felt that his armpits were breathy and his neck was empty.

He tightened his body, wrapped his hands around his chest for warmth, and looked around.

Xuanwu Lake has frozen.

The once turquoise lake is now frozen.

The surface of the lake is flat like a mirror, and the thick ice patterns penetrate in circles, and the depth is bottomless.



In the distance of the frozen Xuanwu Lake

, the center of the lake reflects the faint golden sunlight.

And on the shore of the lake, the summer breeze weeping willows have long faded the graceful body of a girl.

These hundreds of willow trees, the willow branches are frozen.

It was like an ice edge under the eaves, stiffly resting on the frozen soil.

"Ye Chen, you're here."

Master Wu Neng sat in the stone pavilion on the shore and beckoned to him.

"Master Wuneng, the disciples have come to get the scriptures!"

Ye Chen heard the call and quickly trotted over.

The cold wind whizzed through, and Ye Chen sneezed a few times, and as soon as the snot gushed out, it formed into an ice lump.

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

Under the broad, straight shoulders are angular brown muscles.

This famous martial monk of Shaolin Temple is tall, does not feel cold at all, and his body is still full of heat.

"Master," Ye Chen shrunk, his upper and lower teeth clattering, "aren't you cold, the disciple is about to freeze!" "

Hahahaha, not cold, not cold," Master Wu Neng calmed down, and looked at Ye Chen, who was frozen and livid, with a smile, "Once the magic skill is performed, the qi and blood are moving around the body, and the internal organs burst out of yang qi, so I don't feel cold."

Ye Chen admired Master Wu Neng's skills, and at the same time felt ashamed that he was unable to resist the attack of cold qi because his cultivation was not enough.

"Master Wuneng, when I came to Xuanwu Lake a few days ago, it was still sunny spring and March, and the grass grew and warblers flew, why did the temperature drop sharply today, becoming such an extremely cold place?"

Ye Chen asked Wu Neng Martial Monk puzzled.

It's just one day, as if more than half a year has passed!

It's really bizarre.

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

The steaming heat on his body also lingered around Ye Chen.

Ye Chen instantly felt less cold.

The body also stands up straight naturally.

"Ye Chen," the Wuneng martial monk's voice was low, with a steady temperament unique to monks, "The Shaolin Temple in this meditation mode is not the same as the time in the outside world. "

"I specially took you into the extremely cold realm this time, in order to force out the yang qi of your body through the extreme cold of the outside world."

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

Wuneng Martial Monk took Ye Chen out of the stone pavilion.

He picked up a frozen lotus canopy from the shore.

With a shake of his wrist, the lotus flew to the surface of the lake and made a bang.

It's like a rock hitting the ground.

Reaching out again, he broke a frozen willow branch.

Pull towards the hard ground.

Call!

The willow branch is on fire!

Ye Chen was stunned.

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

Master Wu Neng was in his heart, and the mystery added three points.

"Ye Chen, go to the lake quickly," Wu Neng pointed to the lotus peng on the lake in the distance, "just like you dribble the ball on the court, take the lotus peng, and play a round trip from the lake as fast as possible."

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

Ye Chen looked at the willow branch in Master Wuneng's hand.

The willows lit a faint fire, like incense candles lit in the main hall of Shaolin Temple on weekdays.

"Obey, Master Gono!"

Ye Chen clasped his hands together and saluted.

He took a step and stepped into the lake against the howling cold wind.

The lake is frozen, the surface is smooth and friction is minimal.

Ye Chen wore the ordinary cloth shoes of the Shaolin Su family disciples and carefully moved his steps.

I finally moved to the ice lotus peng, and just stretched out my foot to reach the lotus peng.

The body jumped, lost his balance, and fell on the ice!

"Ye Chen!"

Master Gono shouted at him from

the shore: "Control your body balance, on the extremely slippery ice, see the lotus peng as a football, smoothly take him to the other shore, and then bring him back!"

Ye Chen couldn't care about the painful buttocks that was dropped, and stood up leisurely.

He realized that this was actually an exercise to exercise balance.

If you practice well, whether it is a confrontation on the court or dribbling, it is very beneficial.

Ye Chen adjusted his breathing, and after gradually adapting to the friction of the ice surface, he treated the lotus peng as a football and slowly carried the ball forward.