The God of Football Starts With Passive Skills-Chapter 255 - 67: A Blessing in Disguise! Magical Right-Brain Thinking! 1 vs 3, Wang Shuo Scores Again! Klopp’s Belief
At 5:00 AM, Wang Shuo started his run from his home in Luckenwalde Castle, right on time.
Before setting out, he habitually took out his phone and posted a tweet.
By the time he arrived, panting, at the Strobelaler Training Ground, the security guard had already opened the gate for him.
The guards had long since gotten used to Wang Shuo’s early daily arrivals.
Arriving outside the gym, Wang Shuo took out his phone to check the time. Exactly 20 minutes had passed.
He then opened Twitter. Eighteen minutes ago, someone had quietly liked the tweet he had just posted.
Wang Shuo didn’t even have to guess. It had to be Shen Qinghe.
She was like a quiet little rabbit.
And every time he thought of her, that sweet, smiling face would appear in his mind.
Her smile was like sunshine in the winter.
What Wang Shuo didn’t know was that at this very moment, in a small apartment in London, United Kingdom, Shen Qinghe was lying in bed, repeatedly unlocking her iPhone. She would open Twitter and read every single tweet he had ever posted, over and over again.
Her like was always the very first one.
She had even gone out of her way to switch to the same model of phone he used to post his tweets.
As she read, a smile on her face, she drifted back to sleep.
After spending some time in the gym, Wang Shuo headed to the outdoor training pitch to begin his drills with the ball.
Ever since acquiring the [Inverted Foot] Passive Skill, Wang Shuo had upgraded it all the way to National Level in one go.
And ever since the start of the summer training camp, Wang Shuo had been continuously working on familiarizing himself with and mastering this passive skill.
In the process, he discovered a series of truly magical things.
For instance, whenever he performed a technical move with his dominant right foot, a vague impression would form in his mind, but he couldn’t quite describe what it was.
It was just a feeling.
He just felt that he could take that move from his right foot and replicate it with his left, just like copying and pasting.
But it was still blurry, an ambiguous sensation.
Slowly, he began to practice it.
Before he knew it, this vague impression gradually sharpened, growing deeper and more distinct.
And with that, his left foot gained the ability to perform that technical move.
It was an incredibly magical and unique experience.
His left and right feet were like two sides of a mirror.
They looked the same, but everyone knows that in terms of movement, power generation, and ball contact, the left and right foot are completely different.
Yet, after a summer of grueling practice, Wang Shuo discovered he truly possessed such an ability.
However, the more complex and difficult the move, the harder it was to replicate, requiring more time and effort.
So far, Wang Shuo’s left foot had already more or less mastered some basic and relatively simple technical moves.
He could even execute moves like the elastico, the la croqueta, and step-overs with ease.
This was all the result of his day-in, day-out, grueling practice over the entire summer.
This mirror-image replication ability of the [Inverted Foot] skill truly left Wang Shuo in awe.
Foyelner was also incredibly two-footed, but his left foot was not as good as his right—it was only at about 80% capability.
But he didn’t have this kind of ability.
According to Foyelner, his two-footedness also came from grueling practice, and while he could use his weaker foot for many technical moves, it was still far inferior to his dominant one.
It was a gap that only he himself could feel.
But Wang Shuo’s case was clearly different.
After replicating a move, he would practice it relentlessly, and his left foot’s proficiency with that technique would continuously improve.
As for the idea that training both feet unlocks some special thinking ability in the right brain...
"That’s bullshit. Stuff like that just doesn’t happen, okay?" Foyelner had scoffed.
But besides the mirror-image replication ability, Wang Shuo could clearly feel some changes in his mind since getting [Inverted Foot]—things that were different from before.
For example, his spatial awareness.
If Wang Shuo’s eyes were a pair of cameras, then [Insight] would be the global information captured by those cameras, and [First Move] would be the ability to rapidly lock onto objects within the frame.
[Eagle Eye] would be like an HD camera, not only widening his field of view but also increasing its acuity, allowing him to capture even more information.
But the spatial awareness from [Inverted Foot] was like taking that flat, 2D information and instantly transforming it into a three-dimensional, 3D space.
’This might be the so-called right-brain thinking,’ Wang Shuo thought.
’It’s really too magical!’
As for the specifics of his left and right brain, Wang Shuo hadn’t fully grasped them yet, let alone how to integrate them.
He had a feeling that [Inverted Foot] was by no means as simple as just improving his left foot’s ability.
The key had to be in the right-brain thinking.
He had looked it up. One theory stated that the right brain enhances spatial awareness, imagination, and creativity.
’Doesn’t this mean that [Inverted Foot] still has a huge amount of untapped potential?’
It was almost a certainty.
It was just like Wang Shuo’s strong premonition that if he upgraded a passive skill from Intercontinental Level to World-level, the effect of the upgrade would also be a colossal leap.
But even so, Wang Shuo felt that the effects [Inverted Foot] had shown so far were already astonishing.
Especially when used in combination with passive skills like [Swift], [First Move], [Ball Sense], and [Spiritual Light], the effect was absolutely explosive.
It wouldn’t be long. Once he completely [mastered] the mirror-image replication of Inverted Foot and trained his left foot to be just as good as his right, who would be able to stop him?
With his speed and the frequency of his movements, who would even be able to tell his left foot from his right?
At this thought, Wang Shuo trained with even greater vigor.
Just as he had told Bartlett.
