Oleg Saveljev was originally very unhappy. He felt his precious time was being wasted. Now was the crucial period for him and his teammates to compete to enter the first team, but he was called out by the coach to play with a kid who he didn't know where he came from.

He fully vented this dissatisfaction in the game, defeating Chen Hero again and again.

But now he doesn't think so.

When he first saw this big guy, he thought he would be a formidable character—maybe the coach was letting him test this kid's ability, and maybe this kid would become his teammate in the future.

Who would have thought that in their first confrontation, he would head the football away from Chen Hero, who was more than half a head taller than him.

What did it feel like? It was like a lightweight boxer knocking out a heavyweight boxer with just one punch...

After the initial surprise, Saveljev found that this big oriental guy was simply all show.

He could abuse him however he wanted. He easily occupied a position, and then used reasonable techniques to prevent the other party from jumping, then he would suddenly jump high, judge the landing point, and head the football out.

For a center back, this is a basic skill.

He is only one meter eighty-two tall, but in youth team matches, he has often faced those tall center forwards, and he relies on this set of skills to deal with them. When he finds that he can't win the header, he will use all means to interfere with the other party, so that the other party's header often loses its accuracy.

It's the same with Chen Hero.

Just like this time...

Saveljev waved to his teammates, signaling that he would deal with that big guy this time—do we need two or four people to deal with someone who is worse than us? I can do it myself! Just take this as an opportunity to show off, and show my ability to Mr. Latish, the first team assistant coach. If he can defeat this big guy alone, I believe he will leave a very deep impression on Mr. Latish...

The football was passed into the penalty area again.

Chen Hero planned to jump up and compete for the header, but when he found a defensive player on his side, separating him from the football... If he wanted to head the football, he had to deal with the guy in front of him...

He was already familiar with this guy from so many confrontations. Although he didn't know his name, Chen Hero remembered his face firmly.

There was no time for him to go around the defense and grab the landing point. Chen Hero jumped up directly.

Charging towards Saveljev!

Some of the CSKA Moscow coaches off the field shook their heads.

How could he win a header with such a stupid approach?

The professional coaches could tell what Chen Hero wanted to do at a glance.

He wanted to knock the opponent away and then head the ball into the goal.

This is an obvious foul... Besides, even if it's not a foul, such a direct offensive method would have been seen through in a real game, so how could you have a chance to compete for the ball? They all saw that Oleg Saveljev was using Chen Hero to show off his defensive ability, especially his ability to defend high balls. He wanted to win the favor of the coaches.

But the coaches didn't stop him, especially Nikolai Latish, the initiator of this competition.

A smart striker would use feints to confuse his opponents. For example, when he intends to grab the near post, he will definitely not rush directly to the near post. He will pretend to attack the center, causing the defenders who are defending him to retreat to the center with him, and then suddenly change direction and go straight to the near post!

At this time, those defenders would not have time to react, and could only watch him escape and jump up at the near post. If he judges the landing point and timing accurately, it will be a quite threatening near post header flick.

Obviously, that big guy doesn't seem smart enough...

There was also someone shaking his head and sighing off the field, but he was not one of the CSKA Moscow coaches. He stood outside the wire fence, like an ordinary bystander, except that he seemed more involved and serious than the average person...

Saveljev didn't focus his attention on Chen Hero, he kept looking at the football.

When the football flew over, he jumped up on the spot, intending to head the football out—having defeated that big guy several times in a row, he didn't take Chen Hero seriously at all. He naturally thought that he would win this time.

But just as he jumped up, human instinct made him feel the approach of danger...

At this moment, a dark shadow rushed towards him!

Before Saveljev could react, he felt as if he had been hit head-on by a heavy truck...

He lost his balance completely, and the world spun!

As Saveljev fell backwards, he saw that the oriental kid in the air looked so majestic...

He was high above, and his huge projection enveloped him completely!

He had never seen this scene before.

He only had one thought in his mind: How is this possible?!

Having knocked away Saveljev who was defending him, this was originally an excellent opportunity for Chen Hero to shoot, but having knocked away Saveljev, he also lost his balance. He only managed to head the football, but it was ridiculously high, and the football flew directly over the crossbar...

Chen Tao held his head in his hands, tugging at his hair vigorously. He was feeling sorry for his son—so many times, so many times, this was the closest he had come to scoring a goal!

But he headed it high.

He now felt that CSKA Moscow was definitely not a place where his son could stay, and he didn't expect him to be able to play for this team anymore. He now only hoped that his son could score a goal in this special match! Let those old Russians who look down on his son see that he didn't brag, he didn't lie, his son really... has the ability!

Chen Hero felt as sorry as his father. After landing, he looked at the direction the football flew out of, panting.

The whistle sounded, and the temporary referee Mayukov rushed up to indicate that Chen Hero had committed a foul by charging!

Chen Hero ignored him. Now his mind was full of scoring goals. He must score a goal!

Although this attack didn't result in a goal, he suddenly realized something from this attack.

He thought that in terms of experience, he was far inferior to the other party. In the youth team of a China League One team, he couldn't play many games in a year. The Chinese club's ladder team matches are very irregular. And what about the Russian youth team? Although he didn't know much about the Russian league system, he felt that the level of Russia must be higher than that of China, and they should have their own regular youth leagues, right?

If he can't compete in experience, then what about technique?

Similarly, the other party's technique is better than his. Chen Hero had already discovered this in the previous confrontations.

So what else can he compete in?

Strength!

Yes, compete in strength!

Although this collision was a foul, Chen Hero felt that he still had an advantage in terms of strength.

He had been too concerned about things like "positioning", "grabbing the landing point", and "technique" before. He was using his weaknesses to compete against the other party's strengths...

Why was he so stupid?

I have strength, why don't I use it? I'm so tall and strong, why should I compete with them in technique? Why bother! If a window can be broken with one hammer, why use a glass cutter? I'll just play with them physically, and see who can beat me!

Charging foul?

Chen Hero couldn't care less. He just wanted to kick the football into CSKA Moscow's goal. If he could knock the opponent's defender into the goal along with the ball, that would be even better!

If you want to humiliate me, then I'll embarrass you too!

Latish, who was waiting on the sidelines to watch the joke, changed his expression slightly when he saw Chen Hero knock away Saveljev.

Saveljev is the main center back of the youth team. Although he is only one meter eighty-two tall, he is very strong. Even in a simple physical confrontation, he shouldn't have suffered such a big loss—looking at the scene just now from the perspective of an outsider, it didn't seem like Chen Hero knocked him away, but rather that he ran into a wall himself, and then fell backwards.

It seems that the chattering Chinese man didn't lie, his son is indeed very strong...

But so what?

Latish's expression quickly returned to normal, and he looked at Chen Hero with a slightly sarcastic look.

Just strong but not smart.

Dreaming of running rampant on the court with just brute force? What about the promised header? How many times has this been? Seven or eight times? He hasn't scored a single header yet, let alone scoring a goal, he hasn't even headed the ball within the frame of the goal!

Headers are great? Ha!

Saveljev got up from the ground. His teammates next to him didn't come up to help him, but laughed at him instead. He knew he had messed up. He originally wanted to show off, but who would have thought that he would make a fool of himself...

His teammates were already a little dissatisfied with him for only caring about showing off himself, so they were happy to see him make a fool of himself.

Don't think that there is no such tension in foreign football clubs. It's just that maybe they don't express it as nakedly as in China, but they will still have estrangement and make some inner calculations because of competition...

Saveljev knew that his teammates were waiting to see him make a fool of himself, and he absolutely couldn't let them succeed. Today, all of this was simply a gift from God to him. He had to seize this opportunity to completely establish his position in Assistant Coach Latish's mind, and lay a solid foundation for his next step to the first team.

"That fucking bastard... Damn it, I'm going to show you what's what!" Staring at Chen Hero's back, Saveljev vowed.

Chen Hero was completely unaware that he had been targeted by the other party.

He shouted to the person on the wing who was responsible for passing the ball to him: "Again!"

As long as you don't end this game, I will compete with you! You think you have humiliated me?

Wait for this slap, CSKA Moscow!