Although the skills of goalkeepers seem to be similar, every great goalkeeper has his own technical characteristics, etc.

Therefore, it is better to be the first to be the first one and imitate others. At most, it is close to a certain level. And it is not an easy thing to surpass it.

After all, in Sebastian's view, Wu Feng has the potential to become a great goalkeeper, so he doesn't need to imitate others at this time.

Time flies quickly, and August is coming in a blink of an eye. The German League Two is about to begin, but Wu Feng has been conducting targeted training designed by goalkeeper coach Sebastian and has not trained with his teammates.

In Karlsruhe Club, head coach Becker and Sebastian were also talking, "Hey, man, Wu, how are the training these days? Can we train with our players? He is the Dinghai Sword in the rear of us. Without him, we probably won't be very safe in the rear."

"Oh, Mr. Becker, I have to say that Wu is indeed a genius, a genius from the Eastern football desert. After this period of special training, I found that he was born as a goalkeeper. Just look at it, he will definitely make us advance successfully. His basic skills are no longer a problem, and he can train with the team. All he needs is game experience. We have discovered a genius!" Sebastian was simply ecstatic. His optimistic attitude towards Wu Feng was even better than Oliver Kahn back then.

"That's great. We need Wu at this time. With him, our offensive ability can be further released. This season, there is no problem for us to enter the First Division." Head coach Becker was also very excited. He can finally lead Karlsruhe Club to the German First Division and fulfill his dream.

During the internal training that day, Wu Feng appeared unexpectedly in front of all Karlsruhe players and participated in training with them, which made the members of the main team continue to be depressed, because from now on, Wu Feng appears on the side of the substitute.

Seeing Wu Feng on the substitute team, the faces of several forwards on the main team changed, just like suddenly eating a fly while eating.

Tim looked at Wu Feng in front of the goal and felt that he had not seen each other these days, and the young goalkeeper was even more imposing. Standing in front of the goal, he was like a god of war. Before he got close, he had a timid aura.

"My grass, Becker is playing us. Do you need to send Wu out for training? Fryce, are you a senior, or you should shoot." Tim muttered and quickly passed the football to Fryce in front of the penalty area.

But when Becker saw this scene, he began to shout: "Tim, you are a trash with a weak foot. Do you dare not even shoot? You are our forward. You don't even dare to shoot. You might as well go home and play football!"

Fryce, who received the football, originally wanted to spread it, but when he heard the head coach Becker's scolding, his body shrank. He was almost 30 years old and could not leave a bad impression on the head coach.

Looking at Wu Feng who was motionless in front of the goal, Fryce had to bite the bullet and take two steps, enter the penalty area, and then raise his foot and shoot heavily to the bottom of the football.

The football was subjected to huge power and flew towards the goal as fast as the wind. Unfortunately, the ball had the power, but it could not allow Wu Feng to move his body. He saw that the trajectory of the ball was flying towards the sky.

Sure enough, a second later, the football crossed the goal crossbar and flew to the back, making another new striker Capalani who was watching on the side stunned. He could play high at such a close distance. Is this one of the teams with the strongest offensive capabilities in the Bundesliga?

The voice of head coach Becker rang out of the court again, "Oh, my God, Fryce, are you dissatisfied with our God? You want to kick him. At such a close distance, you can't even hit the goal. Why are you our shooter? Are you clearing your opponent in the game? Quickly, run, you lazy guys, continue shooting! If you don't perform well, don't you want to play!"

When the head coach Becker was furious, all the main players couldn't help but feel sweaty. Looking at Wu Feng standing alone behind the substitute team, the ten players couldn't help but wail, "Oh, kill me, why can we shoot in? That's the goal guarded by Wu."

Tim, who was still in the frontcourt, whispered to Wu Feng: "Hey, buddy, we are training in the team. You don't need to exert such force. Can you put some water a little? I'll treat you to the bar tonight."

In fact, Wu Feng stood in front of the goal and was thinking whether he wanted to put some water, otherwise these teammates would be destroyed by him so hard that they dared not shoot before the game. This is not a good thing for him. They will be promoted to the First Division next season.

But looking at the Becker coach outside the court, Wu Feng said helplessly: "Tim, it's not that I don't want to, but you see that Mr. Becker is outside the court. He knew at a glance that I didn't work hard anymore. I don't want to be unable to even make the 18-man roster. Please mourn."

Although that's the case, Wu Feng had already planned to put some water a little, of course it was not obvious. Otherwise, coach Becker would think that he was in a bad state by then, which would be miserable.

After being "inspired" by Becker, the main team cheered up a lot, and the offensive became more and more fierce. For a while, the substitute team couldn't even pass the half. However, it was all loud and the rain was small, and the main team played in all directions, but there was no result.

Wu Feng is already very relaxed, but because he was too strong before, and over the past period of time, he has made up for basic skills. After the training, he has been constantly observing videos of super goalkeepers such as Yasin and Oliver, and learned a lot.

Now he has a faint look like a first-class goalkeeper, and he has a faint sense of momentum when standing in front of the goal. When Tim and his strikers face Wu Feng, they are like encountering an insurmountable mountain, and their original strength is not much left.

This time, the new striker Capalani received the football in the penalty area. This guy from Africa didn't know which country he came from, and his black body made Wu Feng move.

Although Capalani was blocked by Wu Feng many shots, the black forward, as the new forward core, had a heart of not admitting defeat. Facing Wu Feng's super defense, he became more and more challenging.

This time he did not shoot directly, but instead continued to dribble the ball into the small penalty area. Since he couldn't shoot in the large penalty area, he would try it in the small penalty area.

But how could Wu Feng make him successful so easily? The challenge of this black striker also made him excited, staring at every movement of Capalani with his eyes focused on him, and analyzing every movement of his movement quickly.
Chapter completed!