"necessary!"

"They must reach the finals!"

"They are definitely FA Cup champions!"

With the players screaming in belief, Pearson announced the end of the day's training.

Almost all players left the training ground.

They were too tired during that period, and Vardy was also adjusting his body and temporarily stopped practicing.

Bu Nao didn't stop, he was practicing alone on the court.

Pearson and Shakespeare were discussing tactics when they looked up and saw the stadium.

"Xia, I really don't want to take a break. Is that guy of mine really capable?"

"It's okay coach, he's okay!"

"Come and rest for a while, let them chat."

"good!"

Arriving at the side of the court, Shakespeare opened his seat and let Xia Xing walk between the two of them.

Pearson looked at Xia Xing and recalled the scene just now.

"Why didn't I shut up about the discussion about Arsenal just now? I am not a silent and outgoing young man."

"Well... everyone was expressing their opinions enthusiastically just now, but it wasn't appropriate for him to shut up, so he didn't say anything."

"Why is it inappropriate?"

"Because he thinks differently than they do."

"Oh? Different ideas? I think they are overconfident?"

"No, no, no, they are overconfident. Of course, being confident is a good thing."

"Then do I think they underestimated their enemy?"

"That's right! You are underestimating the enemy! Arsenal's wrong leg that time was completely different from Manchester City and Chelsea before..."
Chapter completed!