Our full-back attacked, and the gap he left was taken advantage of by the enemy. A familiar figure was galloping along the side path.

'Lean in, technical foul, or...sliding tackle?!'

As soon as the last thought appeared, it uncontrollably occupied my restless heart.

There is no need to rely on his own defensive ability. He hasn't had time to fully understand his predecessor's defensive ability. Instead of letting others act like a monkey, it is better to gamble on his natural skills.

Once the idea was confirmed, Wang Shen ran towards the opponent without hesitation.

Four meters...

Three meters...

Two meters...

Flying shovel!!!

The moment before leaving the ground, the natal skill is triggered, the body automatically slightly adjusts its left tilt, the left leg is slightly bent, and the right leg is waved...

"Bang~"

After the muffled sound, Wang Shen used the remaining strength from gliding to stand up directly with his hands on the ground. The whole movement was silky and graceful, as if walking in the shade of greenery.

"Hell~"

Warren, who was beside the boundary, witnessed the whole process at close range, and he cursed the beautiful sliding tackle.

Wang Shen stood up and faced Sir Alex Ferguson. There was only one meter between them, and their eyes even briefly looked at each other.

'It's so similar, so similar...'

Wang Shen's sliding tackle kept replaying in Sir Alex Ferguson's mind. This action instantly reminded him of Nesta.

Indeed, judging from the free and easy expression of the movements, they are almost exactly the same, but...

"Dani, as the defensive midfielder, you should fill this position. Pogba is not your son. There is no need to spoil him!"

Angry curses suddenly sounded. Not to mention the players, the two coaches looked at Wang Shen in surprise, and Wang Shen himself was not much better.

He suddenly understood what [Compensation 1: I am the young dad] meant, and his temper could indeed be called a 'dad on the court'.

"Look what I'm doing, Pogba, I didn't tackle your legs, and you have the ball."

Wang Shen yelled and backed away, during which he looked at Sir Alex Ferguson again.

Pogba, who was yelled at, also woke up from the fright and went to pick up the ball honestly.

"Hoo~"

While everyone's attention was attracted by Pogba picking up the ball, Wang Shen secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

What he just blurted out made him uneasy. After all, as a traditional Dragon country person, modesty is a virtue and restraint is maturity, but...

This feeling of completely disregarding other people's thoughts and speaking out what is on my mind...

So cool!

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