Beckenbauer's Defense

Seeing all this, Wu Bin froze on the spot, his eyes wide open, his mouth agape as if he could fit an egg in it, and he stopped breathing.

What's going on?

Is this a dream?

He pinched himself hard, and the sharp pain reminded him that it was all real!

A jolt of electricity shot from his tailbone to the top of his head. Wu Bin snapped back to reality and looked at the QQ group on his phone screen again, at those familiar IDs—Beckenbauer, Cruyff, Maradona…

Including those in the QQ list who are temporarily offline or not online, such as Gullit, Rijkaard, Gerd Müller, Eusebio, Baresi, Matthäus, Zoff...

This……

Is this QQ group not a cosplay group?

Are those people not just playing the roles of football bigwigs, but real football legends?

Their consciousness was gathered in this QQ group, and I, as a time traveler, happened to join this group and used my future football knowledge to guide them.

"That's right!" Wu Bin slapped his forehead.

If something like time travel has already happened, then the existence of this big shot's QQ group doesn't seem so far-fetched after all.

The big shots all speak Chinese? No problem at all.

This QQ group was actually my cheat code for time travel!

So, I just... actually gave Beckenbauer some serious "guidance"?

Wu Bin's heart pounded, filled with shock and elation, and his breathing became rapid.

His biggest regret after transmigrating was that he was too bad at football and couldn't play professionally at all.

But now, with this QQ group, he can get "guidance" from football bigwigs. Isn't this his capital for a comeback?

Wu Bin regained his senses after a while.

The golden options in front of me are still flashing on the phone screen, with the words "Yes/No" standing out prominently.

Who is Beckenbauer? He's the undisputed Emperor of Football.

He once dominated the midfield and defense with his all-around performance, taking care of both defense and link-up play, and became the benchmark for the libero tactic in football!

Although the red envelope only contained information about Beckham in his youth, and was limited to interception and defensive techniques, it would be more than enough for me.

As for the fact that this trial card can only last for one day, that's fine too.

I'm still in this group of big shots!

Then, by showing off his knowledge of modern football tactics, he can "scam" some more red envelopes.

Never mind, I'll just try it and see how it goes!

Wu Bin swallowed hard, and with a slightly trembling finger, he reached out and tapped "Yes".

The next second, a warm current swept over my whole body, flowing from the top of my head to the soles of my feet. All the fatigue in my body disappeared instantly, and my originally thin body seemed to have gained a hidden strength.

A flood of knowledge about defense and interception poured into his mind, crystal clear, as if he had practiced for over a decade and it was innate.

Wu Bin instinctively made a steal attempt.

With steady steps and a low center of gravity, the movements of reaching out, swinging the leg, and turning are fluid and precise...

He was a completely different person from the clumsy guy he was during training, who couldn't even make a basic interception!

He could even clearly feel various defensive runs and positioning routes flashing through his mind. Even if he were to play now, he could accurately fill defensive gaps and make interceptions and steals.

This red envelope is really useful!

As Wu Bin felt the clear defensive techniques in his mind, he glanced at his teammates training in the distance, and a smile he had never shown before slowly crept onto his lips.

A useless defensive midfielder? The team's mascot?

It seems like that can be considered a thing of the past...

Just then, Coach Zhao Qiang's shout rang out again: "Wu Bin! What are you standing there for? Get up and run! Trying to slack off, are you?"

Wu Bin raised his head and continued running.

But now, his eyes no longer hold the inferiority and helplessness of before; instead, they are filled with determination and confidence.

His steps were no longer weary, but filled only with anticipation and longing for the future!

……

"Assemble! Begin group combat training!"

Soon after, Coach Zhao Qiang's shouts rang out on the training field.

His gaze swept over all the team members, and when it finally landed on Wu Bin, his brows furrowed slightly, and his eyes still held a hint of disappointment.

As the only local player from Fuzhou on the team, as mentioned above, we hope Zhao Qiang can bring him out of retirement, at least to make him a substitute.

Even if he plays during garbage time, it's still a way to give the local fans an explanation.

But Wu Bin's skill level is really far behind.

As a defensive midfielder who can determine the rhythm of the team's attack and defense, it feels like even if he comes on in the last few minutes, he might still ruin the team's chances of winning...

"Today's scrimmage is between the main team and the reserve team. The losing team will have two extra hours of physical training!" Zhao Qiang's voice rang out again. "Get moving, everyone! Stop dawdling!"

The team members below sprang into action. The main team members all looked relaxed, while most of the substitute team members looked troubled, especially when they looked at Wu Bin, their eyes filled with helplessness and disdain.

Everyone knows that with Wu Bin, a defensive midfielder who is "dragging his team down," the reserve team is likely to lose again.

Ready to begin.

The number 10 player on the main team looked at Wu Bin, who was being matched up against him, and a mocking smile appeared on his face.

His name is Zhang Lei. Unlike Wu Bin, who came from an amateur background, he is a product of Zhejiang Greentown's youth training program and a legitimate professional player.

After joining the Fujian Tianxin team, he immediately became the team's core player and midfield maestro.

In his opinion, competing against an amateur player like Wu Bin was really too unchallenging.

Wu Bin's defensive skills are rough and his anticipation ability is poor. In every group scrimmage, he is the weak point of the substitute team. The players of the main team will always deliberately target him, break through his defense time and time again, score, taunt, and repeat the cycle.

Today will probably be the same again... Let's just have some fun bullying noobs.

As soon as the scrimmage began, the main team launched a fierce attack.

As the starting midfielder, Zhang Lei dribbled the ball straight towards Wu Bin's defensive area, a disdainful smile on his face, his footwork becoming increasingly flashy, clearly intending to humiliate Wu Bin once again.

"Come on, Xiao Wu!" Zhang Lei taunted as he dribbled the ball, suddenly changing direction to try and get past Wu Bin's defense.

Just as Zhang Lei changed direction, Beckenbauer's defensive anticipation logic suddenly popped into Wu Bin's mind.

He could clearly predict Zhang Lei's dribbling route and even spot the flaws in Zhang Lei's footwork.

The surrounding noise seemed to freeze instantly, leaving only the sound of Zhang Lei's footsteps dribbling the ball and his own steady breathing.

Those defensive problems that used to give him a headache have now become incredibly simple!

Wu Bin subconsciously lowered his center of gravity and moved steadily to Zhang Lei's side and front. He leaned his body slightly and precisely blocked Zhang Lei's dribbling route—this action was exactly the same as Beckenbauer's defensive posture in his mind.

Zhang Lei's smile froze instantly. He never expected that Wu Bin could accurately predict his movements and even block his path.

Unwilling to give up, he exerted his strength again, trying to force his way through, but Wu Bin's defense was like an impenetrable wall. No matter how he moved, he could not get past Wu Bin's defensive range.

"Impossible! How could you possibly stop me?" Zhang Lei's face was full of disbelief, and his tone was tinged with panic.

Wu Bin remained silent, his sharp eyes fixed on the ball at Zhang Lei's feet. The moment Zhang Lei changed direction again, Wu Bin swiftly extended his foot, precisely intercepting the ball. He then turned and quickly passed the ball to his teammate in the attacking third.

The series of movements were fluid and seamless, perfectly replicating Beckenbauer's defensive and link-up techniques.

What level was Beckenbauer at in his youth?

Although the definition of "youth" is unknown, even Beckenbauer, who is not yet 20 years old, has already played for Bayern Munich's first team.

Even though Bayern Munich was only in the second division of Germany at the time, they still easily crushed your player from the fourth division of China.

The entire arena fell silent instantly. All the team members stopped what they were doing and stared at Wu Bin in shock, their eyes filled with disbelief.

Zhao Qiang was also stunned, almost dropping the training manual in his hand. He rubbed his eyes, as if he couldn't believe what he was seeing—was this still Wu Bin, who couldn't even do a basic interception?

"It's an accident, this is definitely an accident." Although everyone was a little surprised, almost everyone had this thought in their mind.

After all, with Zhang Lei's ability, he would absolutely dominate his teammates in a team like Tianxin.

As for Wu Bin, everyone knows he's an amateur player, and he's considered a nepotism player, so he's not even in the same league.

He can defend Zhang Lei one-on-one? Are you kidding me?

Clearly, Zhang Lei thought the same thing: It was an accident! The other party was lucky!

He just couldn't save face.

After the start of the new round of offense and defense, Zhang Lei "coincidentally" dribbled the ball to Wu Bin again after receiving it.

As soon as Wu Bin made a defensive move, Zhang Lei quickly started his run with the ball, gently flicking it with the outside of his right foot, and the ball quickly began to slide along the grass.

but……

Just as Zhang Lei was about to change direction, Wu Bin suddenly slid in and tackled him!

The cleats carved deep furrows in the grass, and the soccer ball was precisely driven out of bounds.

With another round of "wow" sounds, the way everyone looked at Wu Bin began to subtly change.

Your successful steal once might have been luck, but two in a row...

This can be seen as a demonstration of considerable strength.

This time, Zhang Lei was clearly targeting Wu Bin, and he even used his ultimate move!

This move, a flick and a thrust with the outside of the foot, may seem simple, but Zhang Lei has been incredibly effective at it during team training matches.

But Wu Bin easily intercepted it!

Moreover, he didn't use speed to collide head-on, but rather anticipated Zhang Lei's acceleration direction before making a precise tackle.

"How come this kid suddenly got it?" Head coach Zhao Qiang on the sidelines couldn't sit still any longer.

He's an expert, so he can naturally see the skill level behind Wu Bin's two steals.

This is really unreasonable!

Never mind, let's observe further...

In the following training matches, the training ground turned into a one-on-one arena for Zhang Lei and Wu Bin.

Zhang Lei was naturally dissatisfied and needed to regain his dignity as the eldest brother.

Meanwhile, Wu Bin's teammates also became spectators, watching to see if he really had the skills.

Therefore, as soon as the attacking team gets the ball, they will immediately pass it to Zhang Lei's feet, and the defending team will not have anyone come to help Wu Bin defend...

Even the coaching staff on the sidelines tacitly approved of this behavior.

After all, they wanted to know Wu Bin's capabilities more than anyone else!

You should know that excellent defensive midfielders are a rare breed.

Having a player like that can elevate the team's offensive and defensive balance to a whole new level.

After that, Zhang Lei tried every dribbling move imaginable: sudden stop and change of direction, Marseille turn, and the "deep-fried dumpling"...

Although he managed to dribble past his opponent once or twice, he was more often thwarted by Wu Bin in various unbelievable ways.

When Zhang Lei was dispossessed for the nth time, the players on the sidelines were all gaping in astonishment.

"Am I dreaming?" Head coach Zhao Qiang stared wide-eyed from the sidelines, then patted his head.

"If he really has that level of skill, he could easily be a starter in China League Two or China League One, let alone play in China League Three!"