As long as Arthur's header is strong, Virchowald will not only have the team sign him immediately, but also consider making him the team's ace at the start of the season.

Viljovod is a lightweight right now, the assistant coaches aren't even on board yet. By the time the players are signed, they'll have a week at most to train, and even without training they'll be starting official games.

In this situation, the coach could not arrange any complicated tactics, and there would be no good understanding between the players. Viljovod had only one way to go, which was to play counterattack with solid defense, long passes and downward passes.

This tactic tests the physicality of the strikers, especially their heading ability, with headers for both swings and attacks on goal.

Virchowald knew when he signed that there was little time to prove himself, that he had no coaching experience and that poor results would surely see him sacked by a Fiorentina side aiming for promotion in the new season.

Now that he sees the promise of winning, maybe he can be a successful coach.

After a brief test, Arthur was going up against the team's two newly signed center backs.

Nicolo Guzzo is 185c and 85kg, a young 19 year old. The other is Roberto Ripa, a veteran born in 1967, experienced in the game, standing at 185c and weighing 82 kilograms.

Both are about the same size as Arthur, and it's not a fair fight for him to try to compete one-on-two for a header for a goal. A couple of other players came in for the header as well, but wouldn't close in on Arthur, simulating the tactics used in the game.

Italian national team wing-back Angelo Di Livio was in charge of the crosses, and all Arthur had to do was get up in front of the goal and head it in, without doing anything else.

The team's only currently signed striker, 20-year-old Alessandro Tuchetta, feels that the coach is making it difficult for Arthur. If it were up to him to fight for the top with two tall center backs pinned on him, he probably wouldn't be able to grab one, even though he's also 180c.

Arthur didn't contest the first three balls and the physical confrontation prevailed. He was fearless in the clinch, jumping all three times and once knocking the veteran Ripa to the ground in the air.

Ripa is a veteran who has played Serie A and also made 22 appearances for Perugia in the 1999-2000 season, scoring one goal. Now he's a bit out of his depth after defending Arthur only three times and has to rely on his skill to get around.

"Is it because I'm old? Why do I feel like I'm playing against Materazzi? Is this kid really only 18?"

Ripa remembered Perugia's center back partner, Matracci. Once that guy joined, Ripa's level was not good enough and was swept out of Perugia after one season.

Now, Ripa can't squeeze or jump Arthur, and has to rely on experience to jam the defense.

Arthur 86 physical balance attribute is so horrible, the football world this value can be more than 90 not many people, even against those people he can fight, just slightly inferior. 35-year-old Ripa physical quality has declined, in all aspects of his crushed.

On DiLivio's fourth pass, junior Guzzo scrambled to stick to Arthur. Arthur's right hand peeled back, his shoulder fired, and Guzzo instantly lost his center of gravity and didn't jump.

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Then Arthur jumped up high, judged where the ball was going to land, and pressed Ripa to punch the ball into the goal from a close range in the middle of the field. The angle of his header was right but the ball was so fast that the goalkeeper couldn't react.

Arthur's confidence exploded after the goal, and it turned out that he was physically superior as usual against the pros, feeling no pressure.

That's a lot of pressure on two center backs. As soon as Guzzo saw Arthur, he had a feeling it was going to be a powerful guy, and it was. He was now feeling the same way as a certain decent person who had besieged the Top of the Light. "My combat power is only six thousand, he's at least ten thousand or more."

It's not that Guzzo is so bad, it's that his opponent is open.

"Beautiful!" Viljoward gave Arthur a couple hard claps on the sidelines, then roared toward Guzzo, "Nicolo, haven't you had lunch? Get on the ball if you can't get stuck in, the referee doesn't blow for pulling fouls easily in the penalty box!"

After a bit more kicking, Arthur had scored 4 goals from the top, most of which he had gotten to as long as he judged the landing spot correctly. Even if he didn't score, just looking at the success rate of the top of the scrum was pleasing.

With both offensive and defensive players having small moves in their hands, Arthur has the upper hand against the odds. It doesn't take a pro to see how good he is, the fans on the sidelines can see it.

Viljoward suddenly blew his whistle on the sidelines and ran onto the field. He pointed to Guzzo and then to the sidelines and said viciously, "Get out of here and watch how I defend him."

Guzzo was in tears, the coach was obviously looking down on him, how was he going to make it on the team?

Viljoward walked over to Arthur and said coldly, "Use all your skills, don't be polite, or you'll be out of luck."

Arthur smiled, "I've never been polite to anyone."

The players were shocked.

Fuck me, the coach himself is on the field to defend you, and you're still so calm?

Coach is crazy, right? Did he warm up on the sidelines? Not afraid of getting hurt after a few kicks?

Viljovod certainly isn't afraid of getting hurt; he's basically been the one who's hurt people his entire career, and very few people have been able to hurt him.

He ran and jumped a few times before signaling to continue, greeting DiLivio with a pass. Then he and Arthur began a physical confrontation so intense that anyone who didn't know it would have thought the two had a grudge.

Arthur has seen the old greaseball's defensive technique, with too many small moves for comfort.

Two years out of the game, Virchowald is certainly not as athletic as Arthur and is only 179 c. If he were to play a game, he'd have a hard time keeping up with Arthur's pace. Now it's just a matter of competing for head kicks, which he can use his skills to harass.

His reaction off the ground, interception anticipation, ability to get in front of the top and aggressiveness against the ball in the air were all excellent. He played in Serie A until his retirement season and made 22 appearances.

Arthur was deflated three times in a row, was stuck hard not good to jump, jumped uncomfortably, topped once the ball deflected. Although Virchowald's hand pulling action is very big, he can't complain about the opponent's foul, this kind of thing is too normal in the professional game.

Soccer is a game that allows for reasonable rushing and appropriate pulling and shoving, and as long as one side doesn't go to the ground, the referee will rarely blow a foul. If the referees blew for any hand movement by a player, the game of soccer would become as intermittent as many basketball games, and that's not going to happen.

At the same time, he realized something.

In terms of experience, he is far inferior to the legendary Italian defender. He's even less likely to take advantage of his skills, he's a roughneck and his opponent is a retired superstar. He can only fight physically, and the key to scoring against Viljovod's defense is to be brave!

Coach personally on the field want to examine not his skills, but his physical quality and character. He really can't be polite to the coach, just now the other party said "don't be polite".

Arthur guessed that the fiercer he was, the more the coach valued him. If it backfired if he didn't dare to use his full strength in order to save his coach's face, the other side would think he lacked dominance and wasn't good enough.

So on the next turn, Arthur stopped thinking about technique and just stared at the soccer ball. When the pass kicked off, he sprinted in the direction of the ball.

He first ran back and separated himself from Viljovod by his speed, then ran straight towards the goal, intending to "hit the wall" for the header.

The two men, Ripa and Viljovod, joined forces to form a defense and jumped together for the top. All three judged the landing spot correctly and inevitably they would collide.

Leaping in the air, Arthur collided head-on with the coach first, his body barely swaying, while Virchowald lost his balance. Ripa collided from the right, with significantly less bounce and explosiveness failed to knock Arthur away, and was more than a head shorter in height.

The individual trainee who practiced for two and a half years at Arsenal's youth camp posed in the Iron Mountain stance, how could his center of gravity be altered so easily? Arthur burst through the two-man pack and side-stepped the soccer ball hard into the corner of the net.

The soccer ball hit the net and the three men in the air landed in a scene that left so many spectators with their mouths hanging open in an o-shape.

Coach Virchowald fell backward, landing on his back, causing some concern that he would collapse before he was halfway through the venture. Ripa was a little better, landing unsteadily and falling on his butt.

Arthur then braces his right hand on the ground, bends his right knee, and extends his left arm and left leg flat to the left - a superhero landing!

The way the three landed was a stark contrast. On the sidelines, a group of spectators' eyes were transformed into line segments, moving as if they were Bunnieski dancing en masse.

What are you doing ah hey yell ......

What kind of behavior is this? He tried out not a moment ago to the coach knocked down the street ah!

If he joins the team, will the coaches give him the boot and not let him play?

Arthur walked over to Virchowald and held out his hand. "Are you all right?"

Virgiovola took his hand and stood up, laughing, "I haven't had a better day since I arrived in Florence! Boy, get ready to sign."