The Chinese Teenager in Argentina! Starting at Max Strength?

June, 2013!

On the youth training grounds of the Boca Juniors Club in Buenos Aires, Argentina.

A black-haired teenager was sweating profusely as he performed the most tedious of juggling drills.

The boy looked handsome with well-proportioned features, though his height stood out as somewhat abrupt compared to the local Argentine children.

At sixteen years old, he was already one meter eighty-five!

Even in Europe, such a height would be enough to look down on his peers.

However, it was a pity!

He wasn't on a basketball court; his teammates, and even his opponents, were all agile Argentine youths.

With only average talent to begin with, as he grew older, he had been left further and further behind by the other children who had joined the Boca Juniors youth team at the same time.

If not for his super-wealthy Chinese businessman father, his skill level would likely have seen him kicked out of Boca Juniors long ago.

After all, Boca Juniors was the greatest club in all of Buenos Aires, if not all of Argentina, and even their youth team was the pride of the nation.

On the sidelines, a pot-bellied, bald middle-aged man wearing sunglasses stood with a Boca staff member.

Beside them, several reporters were filming with their cameras!

"Director Zhu, that's the young man right there. He is the only Chinese player at Boca Juniors and in all of Argentina. His parents are purely Chinese, and his technique is absolutely top-notch!"

"This is Boca Juniors, a place teeming with geniuses! Countless talents have emerged from here!"

"He is the naturalized player you wanted, and he perfectly fits your criteria!"

"Of course, the price is a bit..."

As the manager of the Boca Juniors marketing department, Carl Vannu knew full well how wealthy the Chinese were, and these Chinese Football Association officials were known to throw money around. As long as they cooperated, he might even be able to squeeze out a little kickback!

"I don't see anything special about him other than his height! We have plenty of players like this in our Chinese sports schools."

Seeing the fat man's expression, Carl Vannu knew this guy was trying to drive the price down.

"Director Zhu, let's go to the office to talk. It's so hot here, and I have the best coffee there. We can take our time discussing the price; I know it must have been exhausting for you to travel all the way to Argentina!"

"Ahem, alright! Li Feng, take our reporter friends and get some good footage. Let's see how this kid performs in the training match later!"

Zhu Yige wiped the sweat from his brow and, catching Carl Vannu's meaningful look, understood his intent!

This foreigner was savvy; he knew this place was too crowded and noisy for a proper discussion.

As the deputy leader of the Chinese Football Association's naturalization project team, he had jumped at the chance to board a flight to Buenos Aires, having never visited Argentina before.

But unlike the luxurious trip he had imagined, the weather here was stiflingly hot.

He had already visited several teams.

There were a few Chinese players, but they were all on amateur teams; this was the only one at a professional club.

But with such a limited total budget, if he actually bought this guy, what would he have left?

The Football Association's plan was to buy players at a low price for the youth team and then have clubs in the Chinese Super League foot the bill.

Of course, the clubs would have to pay the high prices set by them.

They had already scouted a Chinese youngster who did freestyle football; although he had never played in an official match, he was cheap.

Since he was already at Boca Juniors and had found such a cooperative foreigner, all it would take was a little packaging—let Boca sign a contract with that freestyle player, then resell him to a Chinese club later.

Hehe!

Only cooperation could lead to a win-win!

This guy named Su Bai looked like a big, clumsy oaf.

Could he even play football?

He couldn't play for squat; in Chinese sports schools, guys with that build were all throwing shot puts!

With that, Zhu Yige smiled and headed off to the office with Carl Vannu to talk business.

Meanwhile, Li Feng, the intern just hired by the Football Association, began filming diligently alongside the reporters!

On the sidelines, Su Bai had no idea that in the blink of an eye, he had lost his chance to return home and participate in the Football Association's naturalization project!

He just kept on juggling the ball.

"Look, that guy is still practicing juggling!"

"I really don't get it. With a body like that, why not play basketball instead of running around playing football? He's so tall at sixteen!"

"Shh! Keep it down. Don't you know that guy is a lunatic? I don't want to get beaten up!"

In the shade by the training ground, several boys of the same age whispered to each other.

However!

Su Bai had no intention of paying them any mind.

Those guys were all talk and no action.

It had been a month since Su Bai transmigrated into this body.

For the past month, he had been holed up at the club, training incessantly, training!

The fusion of memories allowed him to truly feel just how fanatically obsessed the original Su Bai of this world had been with football.

And this obsession naturally carried over through the memory fusion to Su Bai, a poor soul who had suddenly died of a heart attack after watching the Chinese national team lose to Vietnam.

However!

Obsession was one thing!

Obsession didn't mean he actually had any skill.

Especially in a youth team like Boca Juniors U18.

The one thing they didn't lack here was talent.

Regardless of the position, everyone recruited here was the most incredible talent in all of Argentina.

And him?

Although his speed was decent and his height was far superior to his peers, he had no other standout traits besides those two.

His footwork was average, his stamina was average, and even his passing and shooting were completely below standard.

The only reason he was still at Boca Juniors U18 was that his father was a sponsor of Boca Juniors.

That's right, his old man was the boss of the largest supermarket chain in all of Buenos Aires.

And every year, to keep his silly son who just loved playing football at Boca Juniors, Su's father contributed 500,000 pesos to the club!

As for the salary of Su Bai and the others?

1,500 a month!

Of course, this salary already matched the income of an average high-level white-collar worker in Argentina, and this was only because they were members of the youth team; if they reached the first team, the salary would be more than ten times that.

All in all, Su's father's sponsorship was enough to support the entire Boca Juniors youth team.

He hadn't been practicing for long when Ignacio, the head coach of Boca Juniors U18, walked to the sidelines with a notebook tucked under his arm.

The club had just informed him that reporters from China were coming to film Su Bai.

He had to give Su Bai opportunities so he could be sold for a good price.

Of course, this price had to be higher than what his father contributed in sponsorship, otherwise, the club would be losing money.

There was no way an Argentine club would ever make a losing deal.

As Ignacio arrived, the players who had been resting in the shade hurriedly stood up one by one.

Ignacio glanced at the kids who had been slacking off, then looked at Su Bai, who was still training hard under the scorching sun, and shook his head helplessly!

This kid was diligent!

Not just diligent, he was extremely diligent!

But, unfortunately, football wasn't something you could master just by being diligent.

The higher-ups had said that because of Su Bai's father, he had to give Su Bai plenty of playing time and keep him motivated to stay at Boca Juniors.

Fine!

Those vampires at the top just wanted to squeeze more sponsorship money out of Su Bai's father.

How could people abandon their basic morals for money!

Pah!

Shameless!

After inwardly despising the club's management, Ignacio walked up to Su Bai with a smile.

"Su! What a diligent kid you are. As long as you keep working this hard! I believe you will definitely be able to join the Argentina U-20 National Team for the World Youth Championship at the end of the year. And not just the World Youth Championship—next year, you will surely become Messi's partner and help Messi win the World Cup!"

Su Bai turned his head to look at the smiling Ignacio.

He didn't answer.

His face was full of disdain!

This...

Ignacio felt a bit awkward. He knew that Su Bai had been at Boca Juniors for three years, and in the past, whenever he said something like that, the kid would happily sit back on the bench and even help his teammates carry water.

But for the past month, this guy had seemed like a completely different person.

Especially since the kid had become like a little lion; when that guy Domingo called Su Bai a "yellow monkey," Su Bai had sent him straight to the hospital.

After that incident, no one in the entire U18 youth team dared to speak ill of Su Bai again.

Watching Su Bai step into the line, Ignacio couldn't be bothered to think about anything else.

He took out his notebook.

"We face San Lorenzo U18 this weekend! Let me announce the starting lineup!"

"Goalkeeper: Bozenik!"

"Defensive line: Emmanuel Yin."

Su Bai had not made the matchday squad.

Yet, he headed to the B-team as he did every other day.

The B-team!

Naturally, they were there to serve as sparring partners for the A-team's starters.

Su Bai stood in his familiar position on the right wing.

He waited for the whistle.

"Beep!"

At that very moment!

As the temporary referee blew the whistle, Su Bai charged toward the A-team's half.

An inconceivable voice echoed within Su Bai's mind.

System loading complete!
Congratulations to the host for acquiring the Pro Evolution Soccer System!
Congratulations to the host for receiving a Newbie Gift Pack!
Gift pack generating...
Congratulations to the host for receiving the Max-Level Power Pack!
PS: The host will receive 100 Shot Power and 100 Physical Contact!
Host's base attributes generated!
Training value mode activated!

Su Bai stood dazed on the pitch!

Just then, after the B-team kicked off, the ball happened to roll right to his feet!

Su Bai felt the terrifying power the system had infused into his thighs.

Seeing the ball at his feet, Su Bai felt as if he had found an outlet for his frustration!

He raised his right leg high!

He gauged the general direction of the goal.

He slammed his right foot into the ball with all his might!

"BOOM!!!"

A thunderous explosion!

Even Ignacio, standing on the other side of the pitch, heard the sound of the ball as if it were about to burst.

The ball at Su Bai's feet deformed grotesquely before shooting forward like a streak of white light!

It was an outrageous distance of forty-three meters!

On the sidelines, Li Feng's eyes widened as he watched Su Bai's shot!

This...

The reporters began snapping photos in a frenzy; they had struck gold. With just this one strike, this kid's ability completely crushed anyone of his age in China.

No!

It crushed every active player in China!