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Inter Milan's star is dim, Florentina is high-spirited, no one in Serie A can forever maintain their reign. Who will unify the world?In 2014, Inter was at a historical low point, ranked 9th in the league, constantly refreshing the lower limit. The glory of the treble winner had disappeared!Fortunately, Tang Long traveled back, and his brain fused with an AI football system called the “Green Grass Wisdom Engine”.This system, originating from 2084, combines advanced machine learning, big data analysis, and sports science.It can continuously upgrade through match feed and provide Tang Long with divine predictions!-Cross 5% chance to central area, 5% chance to out of bounds, 90% chance to the near post, move early to grab the spot!-Detected that opponent's center-back pair will have a hidden gap in three seconds, prepare a through pass!-The angle between the wall and goalkeeper is 0.62dc, big data shows shooting the upper right corner has a scoring rate of 88.76%!Tang Long frequently makes “Divine Hand” actions off the pitch, shocking everyone!C Luo: “It's simply divine! Every prediction by Tang is three seconds ahead, he seems to foresee the future!”Icardi: “My European Golden Boot, nine-tenths of the credit goes to Tang!”Guardiola: “He's simply the prophet of the football world in the 21st century!”Mancini: “After Ronaldo, Tang is the second alien. His understanding of football far surpasses this era!”

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