"Jerry, do you really think Lee can beat Eriksen on a free-kick?"

On the sidelines of the training pitch, an older-looking fan said to another, younger fan.

"Lee's shooting is really good now, whether it's power, curvature, or the accuracy of his feet in the run, it's all perfect, so I think he has this kind of footwork, and there will be no problem with free kicks."

Jerry's face was full of adoration, and it was obvious that he was a big fan of Li Lin.

"I'll admit Lee's shot did get great, but after all, this is the most challenging free-kick, it's not the same as a simple long-range shot, and I don't think Eriksen will lose to Lee on this!"

The older fan was not very convinced, but the two did not have an argument over this matter, it was just a simple difference of opinion.

"What do you think of a free-kick duel between these two?"

Listening to the conversation between the two fans next to him, Van Stier, who had not been seen for a long time, stood aside and smiled slightly, and asked.

Beside him, a big fat man who clearly looked a little English, and he thought for a moment when he heard Van Stil's words.

"Compared with long-range shots, free kicks have higher requirements for the player's ability to take free throws, especially the ability to control various elements, so kicking free kicks requires more delicate footwork. That's why free-kick masters generally have a good long-range shot. But the reason why a good shot from a distance doesn't necessarily lead to a good free-kick. ”

The last time Van Stille appeared at Ajax's training ground, he accompanied Van Basten. But this time, the big fat man next to him doesn't have such a big wrist, this big fat man is just his media friend in England.

"Why, Basley, you also think Lee can't take a high-quality free-kick?"

Van Stiler had a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, he believed that as long as he watched Li Lin's long-range shooting performance, it was impossible for him to think that Li Lin could not kick a free kick badly, and he still had this vision.

Basley shrugged, a hint of helplessness on his face: "You're still so confident, then I'll wait and see!" ”

In fact, in addition to Basley, there are many people who do not believe that Li Lin can handle the free kick well, although everyone believes that it is only a matter of time.

"Do you think Lee has a chance to win?"

Borigott asked Paulson next to him in a whisper.

"I don't know, I believe that Lee has a certain free-kick ability, but if you really compare, I'm afraid he can't compare with Christian!"

Paulson was a little hesitant, and this hesitation mainly came from the fact that Lee was progressing too fast, and no one knew what he had learned.

And on the side, a couple of unscrupulous guys have already started the game of betting.

"Come on, come on, I'll be the banker!"

Mosanyid shouted loudly from the sidelines, and in an instant, he was surrounded by people.

"Press me Christian, $100!"

"Me too! Put it on for me first."

Blinder stood aside and saw that most of the people were pressing Erikson, and he had an idea.

"I'll press Lee, $500!"

"Hey, you kid, speculation isn't it! Beware of losing all your money! ”

Mosanyid took the money handed over by Blinder and scolded with a smile.

Blind smiled, he likes to be small and big, he is not sad to lose, and he earns blood when he wins!

In the midst of this noise, the free-kick contest began, starting with Fisher.

Facing everyone's eyes, Fisher moved his body a little nervously, and in front of him, Cillessen was still directing his teammates to line up the human wall.

"Alright, let's get started!"

Cillessen yelled at this side, then raised his hands in the air to indicate that it was time to go.

Fisher breathed a long sigh of relief, started, accelerated, and swung his calf hard!

"It's over!"

As soon as he kicked the ball out, Fisher knew in his heart that the ball was gone. Sure enough, the apparent force was too great, causing the ball to fly high off the training ground.

"Victor, don't be too nervous, we're just kicking and playing, there's no need to care so much!"

Li Lin hugged Fisher, who was walking back, and comforted him softly.

Fisher nodded, he was indeed a little nervous just now.

After comforting Fisher, Li Lin took the initiative to walk out, picked up a leather ball, put it on the grass, and then took two steps back.

In fact, Li Lin has really not played a free kick very much, and today's proposal is also a whim, but since it is a competition, it is natural to be more serious.

"It shouldn't be much different from the usual long-range shots!"

Li Lin, who had a simple idea in his heart, didn't think too much, and when the human wall was lined up, he accelerated directly, and used his usual footwork to deal with the ball!

I saw that the ball was not very high, but the arc was very large, and it swept over the scalp of the human wall and flew towards the goal.

"Good time!"

Cillessen, who had already guessed the way of the ball in his heart, had already stood up in advance, jumped over, and saved the ball from the bottom line!

"I've seen through it!"

Li Lin pouted a little depressedly, when this kind of ball lost its suddenness, the threat was greatly reduced, and he was very good at judging the way of the ball, and he was guessed by Cillesson at once.

When Basley saw this, there was a look on his face that it was really so.

"If you are in a game, Lee can definitely handle the team's free kicks, but it's not a game, there's nothing to distract the goalkeeper, so if you want to kick the ball into the goal, you have to be very accurate, it's not that you can do it with good footwork, it takes a long time to polish and a certain amount of talent."

Van Steer nodded, indeed, it wasn't quite the same as the game, and he agreed with the other side.

But even so, to be honest, Li Lin has played this ball with a very high quality, and it is absolutely impossible for the goalkeeper to save the ball so easily in the game.

In the end, it was Eriksen's time to come in. You can see that he is very relaxed.

Yes, Eriksen is very relaxed, taking a free-kick is as easy as drinking water for him, it's almost part of his life, so he's very relaxed.

"It's my turn!"

Eriksen thought to himself, did not hesitate, took two steps to run, and slammed his right foot into the lower right part of the ball.

This time, it was obvious that Eriksen's ball path was completely different from the previous two long-range shots, and this ball pulled a very large arc and height, and went to the dead corner of the goal!

"No way!"

Cilleson shouted inwardly, and his hands scrambled upwards to reach the ball, but he couldn't.

"Bump!"

Just as his heart was cold and he thought the goal had been scored, a loud bang resounded through the training ground.

The ball didn't go in!

Hit the position of the column close to the beam!

Cillessen breathed a sigh of relief, although this was a competition of three people opposite, but as a substitute goalkeeper, he still hoped to impress the manager with his performance.

Eriksen shook his head slightly disappointed at the result. In this case, it is only possible to score a goal with a high-precision free-kick shot, but in this case, it is inevitable that it will hit the crossbar or fly off the bottom line.

However, Eriksen's free kick made Li Lin understand the gap between himself and the other party, which definitely does not mean that he can kick the free kick well by practicing long-range shooting footwork every day, the basic skills are far behind, at least Li Lin thinks that he is unlikely to kick a curve ball of this quality at present.