Ultimate Demon Sword

Chapter 151 Robot Challenge [First update on the weekend! 】

Chapter 151 Robot Challenge [The first update on the weekend! 】

[PS: The inspiration for this chapter comes from the intelligent robot football competition, and I suddenly feel that introducing robots into football training is also a very awesome thing. 】

The two weeks passed quickly as Wen Zhihao mechanically worked hard day by day for additional training. Wen Zhihao came to the training center in the past few days and found that the gate was open [-]/[-] during the day, waiting for the first team players to return to the team.

Simeone's coaching staff will come back earlier than most players to start pre-season preparations. The team's summary of last season and goal planning for the next season must be determined as soon as possible.

A few days ago, Simeone was still on vacation, and he was surprised to see the report in the newspaper that Wen Zhihao was training alone in the Espino training center.Strictly speaking, Wen Zhihao is no longer an unknown rookie, but it is really rare to be able to maintain his dedication like this.

Every coach likes hardworking players.Simeone's first impression of Wen Zhihao was not bad, and these reports even improved his rating of Wen Zhihao in his heart.

The members of the coaching staff were quite surprised when they heard that such a new player had arrived. The first time they arrived at the training center, they came to the gym and saw Wen Zhihao doing push-ups.

Simeone introduced Wen Zhihao and the members of the coaching staff to each other, and fitness coach Mendez praised Wen Zhihao: "It seems that the physical fitness is not bad, and I haven't sweated much."

This sentence was in Spanish, and Wen Zhihao couldn't understand it, but he could probably guess that the other party was expressing goodwill, so he replied thank you in English.

Simeone casually asked Wen Zhihao to learn Spanish as soon as possible in order to better integrate into the team, and Wen Zhihao agreed with a smile.Originally, when he signed the contract, the club had already thought about this issue. The sports director Correa even proposed to find him a Spanish translator, but Wen Zhihao declined.Having an interpreter will indeed reduce communication barriers, but it will also make the relationship between him and his teammates less close. This is also an important reason why most Chinese players cannot develop stably in Europe. Wen Zhihao decided to find a Spanish teacher as soon as he can keep up with the team's training rhythm to overcome the language barrier.

Two days later, there were more famous faces in the training center. Wen Zhihao saw many familiar stars, Torres, Griezmann, Gabi, Koke...

For a veteran player like Torres, Wen Zhihao even grew up watching him play football. At that time, he never dared to think that one day he would be able to become teammates with a superstar of this level.

When Simeone introduced Wen Zhihao to these stars, Wen Zhihao keenly noticed the expressions on the faces of these stars.Most of the eyes were staring at him, as if he wanted to see through himself, only Torres' eyes were full of surprise, and he whispered to the French demon frontman Griezmann next to him.

Wen Zhihao is more open-minded. In the eyes of these stars, the Eredivisie assists leader is not convincing at all. It is completely normal to have doubts about himself. After all, this is a team that wants to win the Champions League.

What Wen Zhihao didn't expect was that Simeone added: "You can have your own ideas in your heart, but I want to tell you that there are two weeks left and Wen just turns 17. When you are 17, who can stand here? I hope you can make progress together. I don't want any bad news to affect the team."

Everyone present fell silent.Ask yourself, when they were around 17 years old, they were still hanging out in the youth team of their parent team, or they were just emerging. No one really can stand here, and they still come with personal honor.

For a moment, Wen Zhihao felt that some eyes had changed, obviously a little more kind, and the questioning eyes were much less.

The first training session after the holiday is mainly low-load recovery training.However, Wen Zhihao was called out by Simeone alone at this time: "Wen, you don't need to participate in these two days of recovery training. Your task is here, follow me."

Simeone asked the fitness coach Mendez to be in charge of everyone's recovery training, and he led Wen Zhihao to a small room on the second floor of the main building of the training center.

The team's first assistant coach, Boggs, and second assistant coach, Viscanino, were waiting here. Wen Zhihao felt the specialness of this room at first glance: hundreds of square meters, no windows, except for a door, it was a completely closed space, with a huge round table in the middle, a ball fixed on the sharp mark in the center of the round table, and a small goal near the wall of the room, which was about the size of a futsal goal.

"What is this place for?" Wen Zhihao asked curiously, he couldn't think of what this training room was for.

Boggs received a signal from Simeone and said to Wen Zhihao: "This is our Atletico Madrid test room for reaction, skill and flexibility. Wen, have you seen the robots hanging on the wall? It is the result of the world's top technology team. After a while, these robots will land on the round platform around you. They will not only receive instructions to grab the ball at your feet, but also you need to shoot the ball into the goal at the far end. The time is set to 5 minutes. Wen, come and try."

Wen Zhihao was taken aback when he heard that, man-machine battle?

high tech!It really is a big club, Wen Zhihao has never even heard of such a training method.

Wen Zhihao put on a special vest. After a while, his various data will be fed back to the computer in the control center in real time, and will be mastered by the coaching staff.

"Wen, don't be nervous, just collect your basic data for future tactical arrangements." Simeone said to Wen Zhihao before leaving the room.

In fact, Wen Zhihao was not nervous, but only excited and eager to try due to the novelty. After a long time, it was hard to say whether he could win, but with only 5 minutes, Wen Zhihao was still very confident.

The control center pressed a button, and the three robots slowly landed on the round platform. The sharp mark on the fixed ball disappeared automatically, and then the indicator light on the front wall turned green, and the practice officially started.

The three robots began to move towards Wen Zhihao, with a mechanical stick similar to a rolling pin protruding from their legs. The robot in front directly swept towards the ball under Wen Zhihao's feet. The speed was not too fast. Wen Zhihao pulled the ball behind him, turned around, and successfully avoided the "opponent"'s interception.

In the control center, Boggs watched this scene with great interest, and said to Simeone: "Diego, the technology is not bad."

Simeone showed no expression, and said to the technician: "Make it more difficult!"

The technician nodded and pressed a set of control keys. In the training room, two robots approached Wen Zhihao from the front and the left side. It was similar to a two-person fight in a game. Wen Zhihao had already been squeezed to the edge of the round table. Once the ball fell off the round table, it would also fail.He firmly stepped on the ball with his right foot, and no matter how the mechanical stick poked it, he focused on not letting the ball out of his control, just like the siege near the sideline in the game. The only difference is that these robots cannot interfere with ball control through small movements of their hands, and simply test the basic skills and instantaneous reactions of the ball handler.

In the control room, the three coaches all watched Wen Zhihao take advantage of the time difference between the movements of the two robots to switch the ball back and forth between the two feet in a very small space.

"The frequency is adjusted to seventy!"

"Quicker, eighty!"

Simeone kept increasing the difficulty, and Wen Zhihao felt that the time gap between the two robots was getting shorter and shorter. Fortunately, he was fully focused. Although the ball was stabbed a few times, Wen Zhihao's remedial action was very fast, and he could barely control the ball.

Wen Zhihao felt the pressure doubled, Boggs and Viscanino's mouths were already O-shaped, and even Simeone stood up and stared at the screen with wide eyes.

This performance means that Wen Zhihao's dribbling and ball control level is close to the excellent level in European football.

The research and development team of this intelligent system once used the data of a generation of dribbling master Denilson to conduct calculations, and Denilson can handle the level of frequency 91.

"Diego, I don't think there is any need to test it. This performance is already very good. After all, he is not yet 17 years old."

"How much longer?" Simeone asked.

Boggs looked at the computer countdown: "The last half minute."

Simeone said: "Three machines together, I want to see his limit."

Boggs hesitated a little: "Is it necessary?"

Simeone turned his head, squinted his eyes and smiled: "Old man, what you see is not all of him. He is less than 17 years old, and he can win double ten statistics in the Eredivisie in one season. He still has something to show."

Anticipation flashed in Simeone's eyes. Before, he only admired Wen Zhihao in a general way. From now on, Wen Zhihao gradually gained a little weight in his heart.

(End of this chapter)