Chapter 279: Endurance 1: A Stronger Body is Needed at Manchester United

Manchester United legend Roy Keane: "Four wins and one draw in five rounds; the new season's Manchester United is unstoppable."

Not only Manchester United legends, but many fans were also loudly praising Manchester United after this match.

"Facts prove Ten Hag's choices were not wrong; I don't know why so many people question Ten Hag's signings, but you must know, this is only the fifth round of the Premier League, yet we have already won four matches!"

Facing a Sky Sports reporter outside the stadium, a Manchester United fan held up four fingers.

This was Manchester United's current number of wins, and also Tang Ye's number of assists!

The reporter raised an eyebrow: "So do you think Manchester United's purchase of Tom for 180 million was worth it?"

The Manchester United fan's gaze was firm: "I always stand on Ten Hag's side."

Local Manchester United fans strongly support Ten Hag, let alone Chinese fans.

Compared to Manchester United, Chinese fans actually care more about Tang Ye's personal development.

Although Ten Hag always likes to talk big and emphasize how amazing he is, he truly has nothing but praise for Tang Ye.

Tang Ye has impacted Manchester United's original tactical system; do you think Ten Hag would temporarily bench Tang Ye?

No, Ten Hag would not do that.

Then what would Ten Hag do?

Mkhitaryan, go play defensive midfield!

Mata, you go play defensive midfield too!

Lin Lin Jiade?

His level is too poor; you just serve as Tom's substitute!

Both local Manchester United fans and Chinese fans have lifted Ten Hag to a very high position, making the Dutch manager currently invincible in public opinion.

Nevertheless, there were still arrogant newspapers raising objections against Ten Hag.

"442" front-page headline: "False Strength? An In-Depth Analysis of Manchester United's Build-Up Play Issues and Gaps in Central Defense."

According to the editor-in-chief of "442," Manchester United's biggest problems right now are the center-backs and the defensive midfielders.

Because Tang Ye's positioning is very advanced; sometimes he even runs ahead of Martial.

Lacking a midfield defender, Manchester United's defensive issues from last season have been amplified this season!

"Although Manchester United's results are good right now, this is because they haven't encountered strong teams yet; if they meet teams like Arsenal or Mancheng, Ten Hag will suffer," the newspaper editor stated.

"Really or fake?"

In the Jidishitang, Tang Ye held his phone, with a hamburger placed in front of his tray.

"What's really or fake?"

Rodri leaned his head over, saw the news displayed on Tang Ye's phone: "'442'? Oh, I saw that too."

Putting down the phone and taking a bite of the hamburger: "So, Rod, do you think this is real or fake?"

"Hmm... maybe it's real? Because I think his reasoning is quite sufficient."

"I feel like I'm not that aggressive, am I?"

Tang Ye looked at the phone resting on the table; the screen displayed content written by the "442" editor-in-chief.

【Tom's playing style is the most aggressive among all midfielders in today's football world, which explains why his statistics were so brilliant in La Liga last season.】

"On this point, I must say, you are indeed quite aggressive."

Rodri smiled at Tang Ye, who could only shrug helplessly.

At noon, lying on the sofa in the lounge, Tang Ye and Rashford watched "Narcos" playing on the TV.

Tang Ye only watched the beginning before his mind wandered; he took out his phone to watch a CSGO livestream for a while, and after exiting the livestream room, he saw a familiar face.

Football Elements: The 18-year-old "200 Million Midfielder," Losing Possession on Three Flanks—What Is His Actual Level?

It's you again, Niaosu!

To be honest, Tang Ye originally didn't want to click into it, but unfortunately this video had a whopping 600,000+ views.

【Tang~~Ye↑, teammates attacking on the right flank, Tang Ye directly↑ supports, leaving a huge gap in the center, allowing the opponent to seize the opportunity for a counter-attack goal.】

【Tang Ye↑, receives a through ball from a teammate; this ball has ample adjustment↑ time and space to shoot↑, but Tang Ye's choice is... to volley it directly? Loss of~~possession~~.】

【Tang Ye, no opportunity on the right flank~go to the left! Facing a defender, hastily crosses, which in essence is still avoiding confrontation.】

【Tang Ye! Consuming possession on all three flanks alone, while being nowhere to be found in key attacks. Thus, what↑ level the 18-year-old 200 million midfielder actually is, I believe everyone already knows~~~by heart~.】

"..."

This was yesterday's home match against Everton; a 4:2 scoreline was actually quite good, yet he didn't expect to be criticized even for that.

But this was unavoidable.

Integrating into a new league and a new team simultaneously is not an easy task for any player.

"Wow, great job, Tom; what do you think?"

Rashford nudged Tang Ye's shoulder with his elbow, and the latter came to his senses: "Oh, Marcus."

Drinking iced orange juice, Rashford carefully examined Tang Ye: "Hmm... are you under too much pressure?"

"When I first joined the first team, my pressure was also very high; it doesn't matter, our opponent the day after tomorrow isn't strong."

Rashford patted Tang Ye's shoulder.

In the afternoon, arriving at the gym, Tang Ye re-measured his height.

178cm, this was his new height!

"3, 2, 1, jump!"

"Keep jumping continuously, don't stop! Tom, you can jump even higher!"

His thighs were already feeling a sore sensation.

At this moment, Tang Ye began his operation.

【You have purchased Grealish's Draft Beer】

Numb the pain temporarily, then keep jumping!

"Faster frequency, faster frequency!"

"If the thighs are only feeling sore and swollen, then I think that is not enough."

Craig sat down in front of Tang Ye, who secretly glanced up at Craig.

"Fuck, you still have time to look at me? Jump faster!"

"Oh oh, okay okay."

After a bout of effort, Tang Ye sat on the gym floor.

【Stamina: 71→72】

Compared to Kyle, Villarreal's fitness coach, Craig was stricter with young players.

Training was painful, but Tang Ye had indeed tasted its benefits.

Previously, when he was at Villarreal, his physical attribute points hadn't risen this quickly.

"Good job, Tom!"

Craig handed Tang Ye a bottle of drink: "I know you like cola, but I won't give you any cola."

"Thanks, Mr. Craig!"

Gulping down half the bottle in large swallows, Tang Ye, sitting on the floor, turned his attention to his system.

Tang Ye (39 years old)

【Ball Control: 85; Passing: 88】

【Shooting: 78; Heading: 50; Set Pieces: 76】

【Speed: 73; Stamina: 72; Physical Contact: 77】

【Defense: 70; Vision: 95】

Overall Rating: 82

After carefully studying his own stats, Tang Ye roughly understood why playing for Manchester United was so exhausting.

When playing for Manchester United, Speed and Stamina were two extremely important attributes.

Even for an attacking midfielder like Tang Ye who liked to make forward runs everywhere, Speed was even more important than Shooting ability.

Now his focus had to be placed on Speed!

Tang Ye had found the answer!

Grind Speed to 75 points, then activate his 【Cruyff Turn Template】.

Currently, when Tang Ye impersonated a striker, he could only produce 60% of a real striker's effect.

But once Speed reached 75 and he obtained the Turn Template, he could become a more authentic striker!

Stop looking; when the time comes, you'll be the first to shut up, you football urea!

Reposted by Check Dongqiu Di: Manchester United announces the starting lineup against Burton: Tang Ye leads, Rashford plays as a makeshift center forward, and Rodri is included in the squad again.

Manchester United's schedule was very dense; having just finished the Premier League match against Everton, the EFL Cup was here now.

Before the match began, Ten Hag had told the Manchester United players that this season they were aiming for the EFL Cup title.

Although this match's opponent, Burton, came from the Championship League, the Manchester United players would still face such a match with their full hearts!

【Fourth win in September; I have a premonition that Tang Tang Qiuwang is going to carry this match to victory.】

【Manchester United is playing fiercely against weak teams this season.】

【Bold!】

【The private messages on the second floor must have exploded; truly, not only is the height of our Saint Ten's sky immense, but the thickness of Tang Tang Qiuwang's ground is profound.】

【Give us a URL, brothers; this text is so damn uncomfortable to read!】

"Tang Ye, pass directly to Rashford!"

"Awesome, Tang Tang Qiuwang!"

Wang Chao leaned his upper body forward; now his eyes were less than 10cm away from the screen.

He wanted to witness Tang Tang Qiuwang's moves more clearly!

"Master Rashford, feint once!"

"Awesome, Rashford is very fast."

After knocking the ball to change direction, Rashford successfully shook off the opposing defender.

At this point, he could have shot directly, but Rashford had his own ideas.

Charge into the penalty area!

The center-back ran out, and Rashford paused for a moment.

Then he shot!

"Goal!"

"Rash... Tang Ye's assist!"

"The match hasn't even reached 10 minutes, and Manchester United has already broken open Burton's goal."

1:0!

This was the current score.

【You have obtained Counterattack Points *5】

An assist in the EFL Cup is only worth 5 Counterattack Points...

But never mind, let's run out and celebrate first!

Tang Ye had his hands clasped together, already preparing to drop to the ground and slide on his knees in celebration, but Mata pulled him back.

"What's wrong, Mata?"

Tang Ye thought Mata wanted to celebrate with him, so he placed his hand on Mata's shoulder.

"No celebrating, we are not celebrating!"

"Ah, why?"

Tang Ye looked at the big screen.

It was indeed 1:0; the referee had not called an attacking foul on Manchester United.

Mata covered his mouth and shouted loudly at Tang Ye: "Because the opponent is a lower-league team!"

"They are from the Championship."

Tang Ye remembered.

However...

"This goal was very hard for us to score,"

Tang Ye said seriously.

That was the result of his and Marcus's super-strong cooperation!

Turning his head to look, it seemed no teammates were celebrating at all.

Even Rashford, who had just scored, had merely raised his arm.

Alright then!

Shaking his head, Tang Ye returned his focus to the match.

One goal could not be celebrated.

Then he would just have to score more goals!

The 27th minute!

"Mkhitaryan is looking for Tang Ye!"

"Pass it over!"

"OK, this is a chance for me, Tang Tang Qiuwang."

"Switching to striker mode, go to the right flank baseline!"

"..."

"Martial! Damn it, Tang Ye's position is even more advanced than Martial's!"

Slap!

Receiving a 45-degree cross from a teammate, Tang Ye controlled the ball with his chest.

Exploiting a bug, doing this did not consume his first touch.

Once the ball fell to the ground, Tang Ye directly poked it with his toe!

The distance was extremely close; goalkeeper Ripley didn't have the slightest chance!

"GOOOO—AAAA—LLLLL!"

Goal!

Looking at the Burton goalkeeper standing dumbly in front of the goal, Tang Ye chuckled and ran straight out.

But the next second, Mata, who had run up, caught him again: "No sliding on your knees, no sliding on your knees."

Huh?

He stared blankly at Mata.

Oh!

Realizing what was happening, Tang Ye patted Mata's hand resting on his shoulder: "I know, I know."

When scoring against lower-league teams, it was best not to make overly intense celebratory gestures.

Tang Ye patted Mata's shoulder, then turned toward the home stands and gave a thumbs-up.

"Tom!"

"Tom!"

Although it lacked the thrill of sliding on his knees, this kind of celebration was quite nice too.

Check Dongqiu Di match report: Tang Ye receives a long pass from a teammate inside the box and scores; Manchester United leads Burton 2:0.

"Keep it up!"

"Keep it up, keep it up!"

The attack was not over yet; after encouraging each other, Tang Ye and his teammates walked back toward their own half.

He glanced at the substitutes' bench.

Tang Ye had originally intended to look at Ten Hag, but his attention was quickly drawn to Rodri behind Ten Hag.

Rodri was warming up!

"Haha."

Tang Ye gave a thumbs-up toward the substitutes' bench, and Ten Hag returned the gesture with a thumbs-up.

"Uh..."

He scratched his head.

Mr. Sitting Like, actually I wasn't greeting you just now...

"Manchester United has definitely secured this match."

"Brothers, let me tell you, the way to deal with Manchester United and the way to deal with Yellow Submarine are the same: you must constantly press high up the field."

"But honestly, those few forwards on the opposing Championship team really aren't up to much; unless they let me go up and play as a striker, Burton has no chance in this match."

"..."

"Yo, damn, that number 11 on the other side is really showing off."

"Ashley Young!"

"Perfect Ashley Young!"

The gap in individual player ability reveals itself at moments like this.

In the eyes of Manchester United's defenders, Burton's attack was far too simple.

To be honest, even if Tang Ye had been defending just now, Burton wouldn't have had any chance!

"Counterattack, counterattack!"

"Tang Ye is running fast, his speed is already maxed out!"

Wang Chao had already stood up.

This was Manchester United at their strongest.

Tom led the counterattack!

Ashley Young dribbled forward.

As the primary attacking point, Rashford's position was definitely being marked.

But Tang Ye's position was excellent!

Bang!

A through ball sent forward!

Passed to Tang Ye!

Ashley Young's low driven through ball was incredibly accurate!

"Ahead, ahead!"

He pointed toward the right flank's baseline.

All of Burton's defenders shifted their attention to Mkhitaryan.

This was Tang Ye's chance!

Pass to Mkhitaryan?

Under these circumstances, passing to Mkhitaryan was an option.

But Tang Ye quickly calculated a few steps in his mind.

If he passed to Mkhitaryan, Burton's center-back and full-back would definitely both press up simultaneously.

By then, Henrik (Mkhitaryan) would be trapped!

After completing the calculation in an instant, Tang Ye finally passed the ball to Martial, who had dropped back to support him.

After making the pass, he accelerated toward the penalty area!

Bang!

Martial passed again to Tang Ye, who had charged into the penalty area!

It was secure!

Looking at the Burton goalkeeper before him, a smile appeared on Tang Ye's face.

He feigned a shot and trapped the ball!

The goalkeeper dove!

A pushed shot!

"Awesome!"

"It's 3:0!"

"Tang Ye's second goal!"

As a great general of the Tang Army, Wang Chao's loyalty to Tang Ye naturally went without saying.

"He's scored twice!"

(End of Chapter)