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Chapter 57 Why are you afraid?

In the match against Nantes, Zhang Yang won the starter and completed the dungeon task of the "King of Ball System". Not only that, he also scored again, and scored twice - he won consecutive chances of playing, and was the starter, scored continuously and scored twice in a row, which gave him a considerable bonus experience.

It can be said that with his outstanding performance in this game, the experience he gained was almost 15 times that of the experience he gained in the last game. Zhang Yang was also excited after seeing the experience he gained.

After being excited, I was confused again, just because he was much worse than the next step of upgrading. According to the system settings, the more I upgraded later, the more difficult it was.

Want to gain experience? Go hard and practice more! So, Zhang Yang started the cruel practice again in the dungeon. This time, he was trained miserably by the system dungeon. By the time he came from the dungeon, he had no strength to speak.

But what made him happy was that he clearly felt that his replica training was effective this time and his experience increased significantly.

Of course, this has something to do with the unprecedented intensity of training he chose this time. The more he pays, the more he gains. In this dungeon world, this is an absolute rule!

Zhang Yang didn't know how long he had been training in the dungeon. He only knew that he was very tired. In the end, he was completely exhausted. With a will, he insisted. When he returned to reality from the dungeon, he noticed that half an hour had passed, which shows how intense his training this time was! You know, generally speaking, training for an hour in the dungeon was only seven or eight minutes in reality. This almost meant that Zhang Yang had trained for at least four or five hours in the dungeon.

It is not easy for a person to be able to train so hard without others' supervision. Few people can do this.

Zhang Yang did it, he wanted to improve himself! He wanted to become stronger!

After coming from the copy ***, Zhang Yang felt as tired as a dog. He put a bathtub hot water for himself, almost crawled into the bathtub, felt the temperature of the water, and shivered comfortably. At this moment, he felt how wonderful life was!

In this way, he almost fell asleep in the bathtub. He felt the water temperature drop and the coolness came. He woke up and wiped his body sleepyly. He returned to the bed. He slept until the next morning. When he woke up, he felt soreness in his back. He was also shocked. It seemed that the refining of yesterday's refining was a bit too much. He should pay attention to it next time. If the refining of refining in the refining leads to being too tired and hurt in reality, it would be too late to cry.

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Zhang Yang's physical condition will of course affect his normal training. So during Saturday morning training, his condition was not very good.

However, what surprised him was that he was in poor health, but in the physical confrontation with Taiwo, his performance seemed to be better than the previous few days. This surprised him and was both amazed and delighted. Could the high-intensity training in the dungeon also enhance his ability to confront?

"Hey, Zhang, you're so excited last night." After the training, Ribery asked Zhang Yang with a chuckle.

"Hi Pi? Hi Pi is dead." Zhang Yang smiled bitterly.

"Tell me." Ribery used his hand to pound Zhang Yang, "Which nightclub did you go to? Eastern European and American women are still Russian Malaysians, or..." Ribery said, touching her chin.

"Uh--" Zhang Yang was stunned. Only then did he understand what Ribery meant. "Scarface" suspected that he had gone out last night and looked at the slutty smile on Ribery's face. Zhang Yang knew that this guy must have thought he and someone, or even some blond and big-breasted beauties, had gone out of the sheets.

"It's not what you thought." Zhang Yang quickly explained.

"Haha, don't refuse to admit it. What's the matter?" Oruma, who was standing beside him, squeezed over and said with a smile. As a man, he quickly came over when he heard that it was this topic.

Zhang Yang spread his hands and stopped talking. He found that the matter was definitely getting darker and darker. Shut up and not talked about it was the only choice. Moreover, he couldn't explain to these guys. Could it be that he told these two guys that he was practicing in a magical place, and that magical place was called the copy of the "King of Ball System". There were no elves, no dinosaurs, and no vampires. The only thing he had was to practice you to death. The only possible gain was to become stronger! Of course, the premise was that he put in many times more effort than ordinary people!

Also, this is because my waist is sore and my back is sore. In this case, your sister is really the same as the sequelae of rolling the bed sheet all night! The little virgin Zhang Yang thought a little lost.

Fernandez saw all Zhang Yang's performance today. He was not in good condition during training and seemed to be very tired.

Then he heard Ribery and the others' teasing of Zhang Yang. Although Zhang Yang himself denied it, Fernandez still frowned according to Zhang Yang's performance in training today. Obviously, he also suspected that Zhang Yang had gone out to fool around.

What Fernandez admires most about Zhang Yang is his hard work and ambition. If Zhang Yang really performed a little better, he would go out to fool around, "If this is the case, I can only give up on him." Fernandez thought to himself.

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"Our opponent in tomorrow's game is Monaco, which is not an easy opponent..." After the training, everyone returned to the locker room, took a shower and changed their clothes, and chatted casually. The topic is naturally inseparable from the opponent Monaco in the 16th round of the Ligue 1 League tomorrow.

"Yes, they are in good shape lately." Someone echoed.

Monaco's start of the season is as bad as Marseille, but unlike Marseille's subsequent weakness, Monaco quickly adjusted and slowly recovered in the standings.

In the last three games, Monaco has won two wins and one draw, defeated Ajaccio three goals at home, tied Paris Saint-Germain away, and defeated Saint-Etienne with one goal at home. The ranking has quietly climbed to sixth place, and is only three-point difference with Paris Saint-Germain, the second place.

"That Togolese has been in a very good shape recently. He scored consecutive goals. We should pay attention to marking that guy during the game."

"It's not just Adebayo, his partner, the Uruguayan Chevanton is in good shape recently."

"We are so unlucky that we met Monaco in our best condition."

Everyone spoke, roughly speaking, although the Marseille team had just won Nantes and ended the embarrassing situation of losing many rounds, their game was not optimistic in the face of the strong and hot Monaco.

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Zhang Yang was dissatisfied as he listened. He didn't like this kind of remarks very much. Before the game started, he thought that the opponent was not easy to deal with, and that he might lose. How could he win the game with this idea! He never believed that until the end he would not give up, he would win the game. This is something that depends on hard work! Before the battle begins, the only thing to do is to maintain high fighting spirit and adjust all the energy to the best. The rest is: go fight!

Zhang Yang's mouth moved, he wanted to speak, he wanted to say, what's so great about Monaco? In terms of the number of times he won in Ligue 1, Monaco could not catch up with Marseille. As one of the G14 giants, Marseille, there is no reason to be afraid of Monaco! He hasn't played this game yet, how can he underestimate himself?

However, Nasri, who was sitting next to Zhang Yang, quietly pulled Zhang Yang's arm. Zhang Yang turned around, but saw Nasri winking at him and shook his head. It means, don't talk nonsense. Zhang Yang understands what Nasri means, roughly, as a newcomer, he is not qualified to accuse his teammates of such remarks, because in the locker room, he is neither the captain, nor the core player, nor the leader. He is just a newcomer.

Just a rookie!

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Zhang Yang changed into his jersey again. He was going to go out to the youth team's training ground to practice more. In the past, he would talk to everyone for a while, but he was not interested in this topic today. The stronger the opponent, the more excited everyone should be. Shouldn't he be proud of defeating such an opponent?

Anyway, he doesn't like the atmosphere in the locker room at this moment.

Seeing Zhang Yang put on his jersey and went out on his sneakers, Sabri Lamochi shouted, "Zhang, we will play tomorrow, let's take a break today."

"No need, I will make it myself. Thank you, Sabri." Zhang Yang was already in the corridor when he spoke. His voice came, and there was an echo in the corridor.

"This kid."

"Zhang, he is really hardworking."

"yes."

Everyone expressed their feelings and continued the topic just now. Now, they seem to be inclined to be able to force the "strong" Monaco at home, so they are very satisfied.

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Zhang Yang met Ribery who had something to do in the corridor.

Seeing Zhang Yang's face was not good, Ribery came up and joked, "Zhang, what's wrong? Are you thinking about your sweetheart?"

The 'Scarface' spoke very fast, and Zhang Yang didn't understand it at once, but it didn't matter. Seeing Ribery smiling ambiguously, he knew that this guy had nothing good to say.

"I'm a serious person, Frank." Zhang Yang rolled his eyes.

"Hehe." Ribery chuckled and pointed to his jersey, "Go to train?"

"Well, I don't like the atmosphere inside, I'd rather go to the training ground."

"What's wrong?" Ribery asked.

Zhang Yang pointed to the locker room, "Everyone seemed to be afraid of Monaco. Before the game started, I was worried that I could not win the game. This attitude and this kind of thing. Is Monaco very powerful? Isn't it as good as them?!"

"Aren't you afraid of Monaco?" Ribery asked with a smile on his face, which made his scar look horrible.

"Why are you afraid?" Zhang Yang asked back.

"Yes, right, why should you be afraid? Haha, of course we don't have to be afraid of them. I'll tell you." He winked at Zhang Yang, "I feel I'll score a goal tomorrow. Really, and we'll win."

"Can you still feel this?" Zhang Yang smiled.

"Yes, yes. Whenever others don't like us, I'm eager to surprise everyone. I feel full of motivation." Ribery patted Zhang Yang's shoulder, "Sorry, I'm going to score my own goal tomorrow and won't assist you."

"Then I'll assist you?" Zhang Yang looked at Ribery with a slanted look. The latter suddenly laughed, "Don't worry, with me here, you can just wait to hit the empty gate, we will definitely win."

"Of course, we will win." Zhang Yang smiled. When the battle was about to begin, his comrades were as full of fighting as him, and there was nothing better than this.

He said goodbye to Ribery, and he still had to go to train.

For tomorrow's battle, he has to accumulate his strength and adjust his best condition.

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Half an hour later, Fernandez saw the three people doing extra training on the youth team's training ground again, namely Zhang Yang, Yasioi and Louis.

"Hehe, Almeida, my stop-off just now is pretty." Zhang Yang shouted proudly.

"No matter how beautiful it is, it will be the last shot and shot." Yashioy said sarcastically.

"That was a foul behind the big man." Zhang Yang argued.

"I didn't foul." Louis was displeased.

The three guys quarreled, then laughed and started training again.

Fernandez did not go up to disturb the three young men. He just watched that for a while before leaving.

"Maybe things are not as I imagined." Fernandez thought for a while, and then returned to the office to the administrator of Bastead's apartment. He learned from the administrator that Zhang Yang had been staying in his room and not going out after returning to the apartment last night. No one came to find him.

Fernandez finally felt relieved, but this kid didn't go out to fool around, so how could he be so tired and in poor training? Fernandez felt confused.

What did this kid do?

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Chapter completed!
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