My system allows me to copy talents

Thud!!

Plop!! Plop!!

Perspiration fell down from his face, wetting some section of the artificial pitch beneath his face as Taki furiously punched the ground in rage after failing to prevent yet another goal.

His veins popping out, his eyes crimson red with anger, right now Taki was madly pounding the ground with his fist while gritting his teeth.

At the same time, faces of most players in the wall seemed quite grim at the moment. Dark shadow lingering atop their face, most of them were gritting their teeths with their head lowered. As if in this very instant, their head had become so heavy for them to lift it, all of their head were lowered to the point it seemed like it would sink in their chests.

"Two out of two!" One of the player exclaimed, his voice muffled and his expression dazed.

"Is he for real?"

"How many shots would it have taken you before you scored one from that spot?"

"Probably..... more than 50"

Some player staring at Hiro with reverence, some with horror while some with astonishment, once again the entire pitch was filled with his talks.

After scoring his second goal, Hiro turned towards Nijichi expecting to witness something interesting.

However at this moment, contrary to his expectation,Tominaga Nijichi was standing still, totally expressionless. His eerie dark pupils looked quite deep and mysterious at this moment, making it hard for him to determine Nijichi's true feelings.

Either he was utterly shocked to the point he couldn't even express his emotions or he really wasn't bothered. Whatever the reason, right now Nijichi showed no reaction at all.

Witnessing Nijichi's complex expression, Hiro felt confused, "What's wrong with him?"

'What the fuck? Am I going to lose again? How the hell was he able to bend the ball like that?' such thoughts filled Nijichi's head as he stood still, staring at the post.

Although he wasn't showing it outside but at this moment Nijichi was greatly panicking inwardly.

His thoughts were running amuck inside his mind while fear of losing the duel was gnawing upon him.

His pride had taken a lethal hit at this moment.

Just like that Hiro once again scored the next freekick, scoring 3 out of 3 freekicks. After that he missed both the fourth and fifth freekicks.

Even so, he didn't look discouraged. Afterall it was all as per his expectation. Although after missing the fourth freekick, he did feel the emptiness of losing his talent Roberto Carlos's Freekick.

However he didn't ponder over that feeling for long as he shrugged and cheered himself by telling him that he had to work even harder so that he can have his own signature freekick.

Afterall with enough practice, he could learn to score freekick from such distance without relying on any skills and talents.

Finally coming to the result, Hiro won the duel comfortably after scoring 3 out of 5 freekicks compared to Nijichi's 2 out of 5 freekicks.

"Well... Not the desired outcome. But still a win is a win" sighed Hiro after completing the duel.

[Ding!]

[Congratulations to the host for completing the quest. You can choose your reward by going on the system shop interface]

While walking towards Nijichi who's expression was a lot clearer right now, Hiro heard the notification of the quest completion which further lifted his mood.

With a smile, he approached Nijichi. However just because he was smiling didn't mean that he was laughing at Nijichi's loss.

Afterall inwardly Hiro was way older than Nijichi. Although he never considered himself to be that typically matured guy, he still held no animosity towards Nijichi.

And even though he was quite old inwardly, his body was still that of 14 year old kid. Although he could mitigate his childishness, he still couldn't fend of the hormones which his body produced naturally.

Thus at times without even him realising, his body would also react naturally.

"You can shoot really well" cheerfully mumbled Hiro while stretching his hands forward towards Nijichi, trying to compliment his efforts.

Nijichi on the other hand mistook Hiro's intention and glared at Hiro coldly before slapping his hand away refusing to shake hands with Hiro.

Although rude, he still admitted his defeat, "It's my loss... But I won't lose again"

Speaking such, he rudely brushed past Hiro.

However Hiro didn't mind his behaviour. Instead he kept his smile as he found Nijichi's earnesty quite cute.

The same couldn't be said to Shun. Right now, he was fuming with anger. Shooting daggers at Nijichi with his bloodshot eyes, Shun looked quite pissed.

"That rude son of a bitch. Can't he just accept his defeat gracefully?" Shun cussed at Nijichi, flaring his nostrils.

Hearing Shun's words Hiro let out a subtle laughter before speaking, "Hahaha... No need to get worked up. Afterall we are in the same team. Let him be, he's just to prideful"

At this moment manager Haruki and coach

Kazan both returned to the field. Evidently both of them had gone to attend a meeting.

With their arrival, chaos fell upon the field as players began to hurriedly rush towards the manager.

And as everybody queued up infront of the manager, manager Haruki spoke few words before begining today's training.

They were going to face Jordan in their first match which was going to happen after 3 days.

Finally after an intense training session for about 3 hours, their training finally came to an end.

Because of the intensity of the training, almost every player were on the verge of collapsing at this moment.

Their jerseys drenched with sweat and their irregular breathing quite heavy, players were totally exhausted.

The blazing sphere which was at it's zenith was burning intensely in the azure blue sky, making it even more difficult for the players to stand any longer in the pitch.

Thus despite their convulsing muscle and aching body, right now as the training ended players were desperately trying to bring their tired body out of the pitch with every last bit of strength remaining in their body.

As if the ground was spewing fire, it was really hot to lie on the ground at this moment.

"Huff!! Huff!!"

"Why the hell is it so hot?? What the hell is wrong with the sun? It's literally spewing fire." Exclaimed one of the player while walking out of the pitch.

"Huff!! Huff!! How... How are we going to last in the match?" Complained another player while panting heavily.

While his teammates were complaining, Hiro was acting as if he wasn't bothered by the heat in the slightest.

Walking towards the locker room, he was right now skimming through the system.