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Chapter 618 Abnormal Speed
Yang Luo prepared and took a deep breath. This was his first test run in front of such a heavyweight, and he was very nervous.

With a "bass", Yang Luo fired at the cannonball.

The thick and strong thighs gave Yang Luo a powerful explosive power, and Yang Luo rushed out quickly. This scene attracted the giggling players in the court, and they all turned their heads to look over.

Yang Luo's start was very spectacular, the muscles of his thighs were tight, and the gorgeous lines were vividly displayed, but after sprinting for more than ten meters, Yang Luo's speed slowed down significantly, and his two legs were tied by 50-jin sandbags However, this feeling was not very good, Yang Luo gritted his teeth and insisted on running the 100 meters.

Final result 19.20.
If this speed is placed on a professional athlete, it is obviously unqualified, but Lippi knows very well about Yang Luo's situation. It is already very good to be able to run this speed with a load of 100 catties. Which player can do it.

After 100 ran down, Yang Luo was already sweating profusely, and he usually didn't feel tired, but today, with a 100-jin sandbag tied, he was exhausted, especially when he had to work hard.

Yang Luo looked back at the runway and shook his head: "My explosive power is only 10, and with 90 meters left, I'm struggling. It's not enough."

"Yang Luo," Lippi waved at Yang Luo.

Yang Luo nodded and ran over.

On the court, many players were very curious.

"Who is that person, I haven't seen it before." Wu Lei, wearing the No. 7 jersey, said.

"Well, that young man's speed is not very fast, is there any bright spot?" Yu Xiaobao from BJ said.

It's a pity that no one in the stadium knows who that person is, so they can only keep guessing there.

Lippi carefully observed Yang Luo's appearance when he ran just now, and then said, "Take off the sandbag and run again."

Yang Luo was very obedient, took off the sandbag and ran again.

Learning the lesson from the last time, when Yang Luo started running, his speed increased again, and after taking off the sandbag, he felt as if he was flying, extremely light.

After 100 meters, Yang Luo's speed reached 10.42.

Yang Luo's speed stunned the players on the court. Just now, everyone was smiling, but now no one can smile, because Yang Luo's speed is simply too fast.

"Coach, how much?" Yang Luo ran back and asked.

"10.42" Lippi said.

"This speed shouldn't be very fast," Yang Luo said thinking to himself.

Lippi smiled and did not speak. This speed is the fastest among all athletes he has ever seen. It is much faster than Ronaldo and Owen back then. It is not easy for Asia to produce such a player.

Lippi asked again: "Can you go any faster?"

Yang Luo thought for a while, "Probably."

Lippi was deeply shocked by this sentence. In the distant stadium, all the players were dumbfounded. They couldn't believe it. Is that person still running as slow as a snail just now? It's like a different person. Soon.

Everyone couldn't help but wonder who this young guy was and why Lippi had to assist him alone.

In the morning training, Yang Luo's main training content was the 100-meter sprint. In the afternoon, Lippi made a slight change to Yang Luo's training content.

From 100 meters to 50 meters.

Although Yang Luo didn't understand this method, he still did it. All afternoon, everyone was doing recovery training, only Yang Luo ran desperately until it was dark, and finally couldn't run anymore.

This kind of training lasted for a week. Yang Luo did not understand this kind of training repeatedly every day, so he said, "Coach, why do I practice sprinting every day, and their training is different from mine."

In a blink of an eye, Yang Luo has been training for a week. During this period of time, he found that his training method is different from everyone else. Except for running or running, the others are all about passing, skills, and tacit cooperation between teammates. Luo was very puzzled.

Yang Luo stepped on a treadmill and ran quickly. Lippi ignored him, but shouted loudly, "Can you go faster, faster."

As the speed of the treadmill continued to increase, Yang Luo ran desperately, and finally fell from the top due to exhaustion.

"Huhu~" Yang Luo breathed heavily, feeling that his legs were not his own.

Lippi briefly recorded it in his notebook and said: "Train with the team in the afternoon, 13:[-], don't be late."

At 13 o'clock in the afternoon, Yang Luo appeared on the court on time. At this time, the players had already started to prepare for training. Yang Luo looked excited. He was finally able to compete with these best players. He was so excited.

"Let's play a game next," Lippi said in the crowd at this time.

After seeing this, the team gathered around one after another. This is the first time for everyone to get along with this world-class coach, so they are very curious.

Lippi looked at everyone and said: "Today we are going to play a game. This game is very simple. It is to exercise your ability to handle the ball and intercept the ball. You should have played it in your respective teams."

The players nodded. In the mainland, this kind of game is the most basic, and every team will do it.

Of course, Yang Luo is no stranger to it. He and his teammates also did this kind of training when they were at Racing Santander.

But what Lippi said next surprised everyone.

"Everyone should have played with two people in the middle, but this time, there is only one person." After finishing speaking, Lippi looked at Yang Luo: "Would you like to try it?"

"Me?" Yang Luo pointed at his nose, a little surprised.

Lippi nodded, "This is your first time joining the national team, don't you want to try everyone's strength?"

After Lippi's words fell, everyone's eyes fell on Yang Luo's face, feeling surprised eyes from all directions, Yang Luo's face was hot, so he had to agree.

But the surrounding team members suddenly started talking.

"Yang Luo? Why is the name so familiar?"

"Yeah, I seem to have heard it somewhere, but I can't remember it."

"I remember watching it on the news a while ago, why can't I remember it?"

Listening to everyone's discussion, Yang Luo didn't know what to say. Could it be that he jumped out and shouted loudly, haha, I'm just Yang Luo, the football boy who was popular all over the world before.

Yang Luo imagined that scene in his head, but finally shook his head, forget it, if he did that, it would be different from a fool, he should be honest.

The team members quickly formed a circle around the city. The circle of 23 people was very large. Poor Yang Luo stood there alone, looking around.

The team members were very curious as to what the background of this young player was. During this period of getting along, everyone only remembered that he was very fast, and they didn't know anything else, so today was a good time to see what strength this player has.

At Lippi's order, captain Zheng Zhi took the lead to drive the ball out.

(End of this chapter)