King Of World Football

Chapter 728: A Unique Recovery Method

Chapter 728: A Unique Recovery Method

Wang Feng ignored He Saí's thoughts and said with a neutral tone, "Let's continue."

The young Spanish player couldn't fathom the captain's intentions and could only attempt to dribble past again. However, the Chinese superstar intensified his tackles, not only aiming to intercept the ball but also engaging in physical confrontations.

Collisions, tackles, and shoves—Wang Feng seemed to be tormenting He Saí, making him feel both aggrieved and angry, eager to surpass his opponent.

But whenever he tried to accelerate or make significant movements, a sense of pain would shoot through his body, warning him of the risk of injury if he continued. Thus, he had to stop.

After several unsuccessful attempts, the Chinese superstar realized that merely provoking He Saí wasn't enough; he needed to push harder. However, this required precise control.

As He Saí approached with the ball again, Wang Feng stepped forward to block him, waiting for the opportune moment. Instead of easily intercepting the ball, he suddenly swung his right leg, not aiming for the ball but striking the Spanish youngster's injured leg.

"Ah!" He Saí clutched his knee and fell to the ground. That sensation—it felt like he had torn his cruciate ligament again.

Wang Feng didn't panic; instead, he squatted down, grasped He Saí's shoulder, and said, "Stay calm, He Saí. Feel it again, see if you're really injured!"

Out of instinctive trust in the captain, the Spanish youngster forced himself to calm down. He felt a lot of pain, similar to when he was seriously injured on the field years ago, unable to walk independently.

"Come on, get up and walk around!"

Encouraged by Wang Feng's words, He Saí gathered his courage, pushed himself up with his hands, and stood up. His leg indeed felt painful, but it seemed to be functioning.

After running and walking for a while, the pain gradually subsided. Although the Spanish youngster wasn't entirely sure if he was healthy, he had no problem moving with the ball.

"Now that you can run, let's continue!"

"Oh!" He Saí let out a painful cry. Wang Feng then intensified his actions, becoming a foul-creating demon, continuously targeting He Saí's injured leg. If this were a formal match, he would have received numerous red cards.

Every time the Spanish youngster fell, he felt like it was over for him. But whenever the Chinese superstar asked him to assess his injury, he managed to get up and continue running, gradually reducing the pain.

They trained until dusk, only stopping when the lights on the training ground were turned on. "Let's go, let's find the team doctor," Wang Feng said with a smile, looking at the sweaty He Saí.

With the Chinese superstar leading the way, everything went smoothly. The club's medical team quickly conducted a detailed examination of the Spanish youngster, especially focusing on his previous leg injury.

The results showed that apart from minor muscle strain, everything was normal, and he only needed some recovery therapy.

He Saí looked incredulous. Just moments ago, when he was tackled, he had already planned what he would do after retiring. How could everything be fine now?

"It seems your body is much stronger than you think," the Chinese superstar said with a half-smile. "We'll continue with this special training. Are you willing?"

He Saí vaguely understood the captain's good intentions. Proud deep down, he didn't want to continue feeling lost. The Spanish youngster nodded heavily. "Thank you!"

Soon, news of their additional training spread to Ancelotti's ears, and the Italian coach came to observe. At first, he was shocked by Wang Feng's rough actions and considered calling the team doctor for He Saí.

However, the staff around him stopped him, and true enough, the Spanish youngster quickly got up and continued training.

"You're using a 'poison against poison' strategy, making him completely overcome his fear of injuries. But what if you actually hurt him?" Ancelotti asked afterward.

"I've exercised some control, but I can't guarantee that he won't get hurt at all," Wang Feng replied. "If left unchecked, his spirit will deteriorate with age, and the mental torment will only get worse. He might not be able to play football properly in the future."

"Instead of that, it's better to solve it now. I'll take full responsibility. If necessary, I'll arrange for him to work in the club's organization, with the same salary as if he were sitting on the bench."

"And, it's his choice."

Looking at Wang Feng's determination, Ancelotti seemed to understand the true meaning of leadership again. Moreover, the Chinese superstar's control over exertion was remarkable. Despite training intensely for many days, he hadn't made a single mistake, allowing He Saí to feel the pain without actually hurting him.

"Looking at the world, only you can use such a method to help your teammates," the Italian remarked.

As everyone returned from national team duty, Real Madrid began preparing for the third round of La Liga, an away game against Espanyol.

After regular training sessions every day, Wang Feng and He Saí continued their high-intensity training. Some curious teammates stayed behind to watch, feeling a chill down their spines.

Danilo stared in amazement at the Chinese superstar's tough tackles. "These are textbook tackles, such brute force. Oh my God, Wang looks like an impenetrable defensive wall!"

"What do you mean 'looks like'?" Ramos scoffed. "Just a few seasons ago, Wang played as a defensive midfielder for an entire year. His defensive stats were unmatched in La Liga; he was the best defensive player of the season."

"Pay attention and learn. The captain is a treasure trove." Ramos patted Danilo's shoulder with emphasis.

The young players who had previously envied Wang Feng's favoritism towards He Saí, seeing him being constantly tackled and knocked down, abandoned their jealousy and felt sympathy instead.

Nobody noticed that, amidst the pain, He Saí was gradually adapting. He kept questioning himself whether the pain his body felt was real, why it felt so severe when the injury wasn't significant?

Slowly, he began to forget the pain he had experienced when he tore his cruciate ligament. Perhaps he couldn't distinguish between the sensation of that injury and the current one.

He Saí's eyes sparkled more and more. Maybe being injured wasn't so scary after all. His speed and agility gradually recovered, and sometimes he even initiated fake movements with his legs.

Wang Feng, being in the midst of it all, could naturally sense this. So, he deliberately relaxed his defensive intensity, allowing He Saí to occasionally break through and build confidence.

The results of their special training were validated in the game against Espanyol. Wang Feng contributed with one goal and one assist, while Iguaín scored a hat-trick, helping the Galactic team secure a 6-0 victory.

In the 71st minute, He Saí replaced Wang Feng on the field, returning to La Liga after more than a year. Although he didn't score, his performance was commendable.

Especially his acceleration and consecutive dribbles past two defenders into the penalty area, only to be brought down by the opposition.

In slow motion, it could be seen that to ensure the ball passed through, he moved to the side and collided head-on with the opponent's foot, causing him to lose balance and fall.

This was almost impossible before; whenever a defender stretched his leg, He Saí would tremble in fear, afraid to handle the ball, allowing the opponent to easily intercept, gradually losing his chance to play.

But now, he no longer feared overcoming his mental obstacles!