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My system allows me to copy talents

For those of you who wish to see him start in the professional stage could directly jump onto the volume II. Takahashi Hiro after committing suicide gets reincarnated into his younger self. A genius footballer from a young age, he loses all his footballing talent after a horrendous injury. But despite that he perseveres through the odds and overcomes his tragedy. Finally when he could make his dream come true after getting scouted by a professional team, he faces yet another trouble. Having lost his final hope of making alive, he takes his life by committing suicide. But to his surprise, instead of dying he wakes up in his younger body. Having returned back to time, he again dreams of being the greatest footballer. This time with the help of the system which allows him to copy talent of any footballer, will he make it as a pro? Will he be the G.O.A.T? Notes: Characters in this story are fictional, The story might progress slowly, A huge emphasis has been paid to emotion of the characters, The story will not focus solely on football and system and it will focus equally on the lifestyle of the protagonist and the people closer to him.

Bloom07 · Sport
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636 Chs

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The second half continued with the kickoff from the opposing team.

After conceding a goal at the end of the first half, they started to play even more aggressively.

Right from the kickoff, the opposing team started to press the ball forward.

After receiving the pass from the centre forward of his team, Hirato released a powerful through ball towards the middle of the left flank of the pitch.

Since they were playing in a 4-2-1-3 formation, the left and right side of their midfield had to be covered by the two central midfielders who stood at the border of centre and side.

However the two centre midfielders of his team were extremely sloppy. Let alone cover the flanks, they wouldn't even leave their positions at all. As if they were a box to box midfielder whose field coverage was only upto the middle third of the pitch, they would rarely drop behind or run towards the sides.