The two bodies lost balance simultaneously during the wrestling match!
Rusty Stripe tumbled to the turf, his mouth foaming with grass.
Julian, however, utilized his former football experience to swiftly keep his balance using his hands and feet.
This kid is so powerful!
Both of them thought to themselves simultaneously.
Julian's hands quivered slightly from the rush of adrenaline and excessive force.
At this moment, adrenaline and dopamine surged and mingled in his racing bloodstream.
Just a second ago, it was a real man...
Though brief, it was sufficient!
However, Julian reflected that if not for the special strength training results he'd accumulated earlier and the temporary addition of talent points to his strength attribute, victory in this physical clash might not have been possible.
While pondering this, Julian swiftly caught up with the football and kicked it across the midfield with a powerful punt.
Rusty Stripe remained on the ground, his expression a mix of shock and disbelief.
The training ground fell silent.
Nobody jeered at Rusty Stripe anymore.
The scene of confrontation they had just witnessed was too convincing.
The human tank, Rusty Stripe, had truly been flipped over.
That seemingly frail Asian kid had concealed such strength.
Rusty Stripe's thick lips quivered, and tears filled his eyes: "...I, my Susanna..."
Coach Carter's mouth twisted into a grim line: "Rusty Stripes, 300 leapfrogs."
Feeling the negative emotions from Chris Dick reaching 88 points, system bubbles began to emerge...
A blue bubble formed at Rusty Stripe's feet!
Oh hoo!
Julian's eyes gleamed with excitement:
This is a skill bubble!
I wonder what kind of skills it will be?
If it's another collision skill, my Collision will increase to +2!
That's like saving a precious talent point!
Julian approached Rusty Stripe, who was seated on the turf, and touched the blue bubble with his toes. He said to the infuriated Rusty: "Rusty Stripe, check out my Messi-specific soccer cleats... Impressive, right?"
"...Are you a demon?" Rusty Stripe trembled with anger at Julian.
"The host has acquired the skill from the common bubble: 'Eyelid Bottle Cap Opener +1. Today's pick-up progress is 5/10."
"Warning: This skill may not be pleasing to the opposite sex, but it can gain approval from the same sex. Use with caution, as there is a chance of failure despite its potential success."
Julian: (EMOTIONAL DAMAGE)
What on earth is this nonsense?
What kind of talent is opening a bottle cap with your eyelid?
You've given me 88 points of negative emotions for this?
Will Rusty Stripe be ordering anything else? Damn it!
It's no surprise you can't find a girlfriend with such a ridiculous skill.
How dare you practice this absurd talent to attract girls? No wonder you're single!
What a waste of my time and progress on pick-up lines!
Hurry up and collect 10 talent points to upgrade to system rating C! Only then can I see the content of the bubble...
Julian complained internally.
"Coach!" Rusty Stripe jumped up from the turf, yelling unwillingly, "Coach, please give me another chance! Give me one more opportunity! I was just careless before! I swear! Just give me one more chance, and I'll definitely beat this Asian kid this time around!"
Julian added hastily, "Coach, please give him another chance! Just one more chance!"
Sincerely!
Let me extract a decent skill for nothing!
Rusty Stripe looked at Julian in astonishment. "What do you mean by speaking up for me? Hmph! Even if you do, I won't become friends with you!"
Julian was taken aback.
Coach Carter bellowed, "Rusty, no more nonsense! Get out of here and start doing leapfrog! If you can't complete 300 before afternoon school tomorrow, you're out of the group match the day after tomorrow!"
Rusty Stripe was filled with sorrow and resentment. "Yes, coach."
He obediently began leaping around the field with his hands behind his back.
Julian approached Carter, "Coach, I've passed the assessment. Can I join the school team?"
The corners of Carter's mouth turned into a grim flat line. "No."
Julian was momentarily stunned. "But, I won both the confrontation tests. Isn't that enough?"
Carter squinted at Julian. "Do you think you can fool me? Although you've defeated Rusty Stripe twice, you're not a left back at all."
Julian's heart sank.
Had he been figured out?
This coach's perception is truly terrifying!
But my performance wasn't bad, was it?
What did the coach see that I didn't?
Julian composed himself and asked calmly, "Coach, is it because I didn't steal the ball? I thought this was a test of physical confrontation. I just wanted to showcase my ability to confront."
Carter smiled. "Based on the confrontation you displayed, you could have set aside the fact that you lack defensive skills for stealing and tackling. However, your real issue can't be concealed from me. From your performance earlier, I noticed that you are... left-handed."
Julian's heart skipped a beat.
This coach really had an eye for detail!
In football terms, an inverted foot means the non-dominant foot.
Opposite the inverted foot is the dominant foot.
When passing, receiving, shooting, and handling the ball, players usually favor their dominant foot.
Most professional players have their right foot as their dominant foot, making them left-footed.
There are also those born with natural bipedal talent, such as Ronaldo and Dembele.
And there are players like Messi and Ronaldo, who have trained both feet to be equally proficient.
Of course, there are bipedal anomalies, like Morata.
Typically, left backs are left-footed to effectively handle the ball.
Players with reversed left feet playing as left backs face an innate disadvantage; they struggle to defend with their feet.
When facing a fast-moving forward, a left-footed fullback will find it difficult to block and steal the ball. Their footwork rhythm can also create defensive weaknesses during interceptions and clearances.
Therefore, most teams avoid placing players with reversed left feet at left back.
If Julian had heard this before his rebirth, he would have been embarrassed, thanked the coach, and left in disappointment...
However, the current Julian is much more mature and won't give up so easily!
---I've finally returned to my youth. How could I be brought down by a few discouraging words?
Julian quickly regained his composure and smiled confidently. "Coach, you're mistaken."