My system allows me to copy talents-Chapter 492: Rise of a prodigy

It was a one-man show.

All the way from his half to the opposing half, he had carried the ball all by himself. From the beginning to the end, he had been thoroughly engaged in this attack.

Getting past multiple players was already a grand feat. But to add a cherry on top, his shot that led to the goal could only be described as something ethereal.

Such monstrous power from such a small frame.

Just what does he even consume to have such ferocious shooting power?

In the stands, along with the despairing faces, one could also see a glimpse of confusion and shock. It was as if those confused faces were pondering about his surreal shot.

Just where did such a player come from?

After this goal, many present in the stands became intrigued. They couldn't help but wish to find out more about him.

"It's him right? The one who assisted the first goal?"

"Yeah, he's the same guy"

"Have you heard about him anywhere?"

"No..., it's my first time seeing him. Though I remember the goalkeeper, I don't think I've heard about him previously"

"Just who is that number ten?"

Since he had piqued the interest of many in the venue, it was only natural for them to want to know more about him.

Hiro on the other hand was unbothered by the furious and curious gazes shot at him. Neither was he worried about their interest. But he wasn't completely uninterested either. After all, he had a quest to complete.

For that reason, after scoring the goal, he deliberately rushed to the spot where the opposing number seven could see him better to celebrate his goal.

Those who were pissed a moment ago due to his selfishness joined him in his celebration as well. After all, it wouldn't look good to others if they didn't participate.

The celebration was raging on the sidelines as well.

His goal and his performance had provided a glimmer of hope to those new recruits who were sulking due to their anxiousness. Until some moment ago, they could hardly bring themselves to smile. But right now they had a wide smile on their faces.

As for Coach Nanami, he was equally impressed by Hiro's performance.

Though earlier when Hiro was surrounded by the opposing players, he had felt a bit anxious. But right now, he was elated.

Yet still despite the lingering feeling of elation, after celebrating for a moment, he immediately composed himself as he maintained a stern look on his face.

Contrary to the feeling of elation on the Japanese side, players of the opposing squad appeared devastated and frustrated. Sulking their head they stood with a feeling of helplessness and defeat. It was only a single player and they couldn't even stop him.

So, how could they bring themselves to face their supporters?

The opposing coach despite the look of calm on his face, his inside was churning with rage and frustration. It was their home turf and they had such a massive advantage, yet they were losing. So, how could he bring himself to accept the reality?

Plus he was aware that the opposing side wasn't even playing with their core players. This fact further rubbed salt on his wounds.

At the moment, his knuckles were white from clenching his fist tightly. Just from his

trembling fist, one could determine how much he was holding inside him.

If someone even poked him a little, he would erupt right on the spot.

So, many on their side kept their distance from him.

"They didn't want to shelter his wrath.

The game then resumed as everybody got back to their position.

After his recent goal, players of the opposing squad became more alert to him as they began

to closely monitor him. It was clear to the bunches that he was a threat.

If left unchecked, he'd probably wreak havoc on the field.

So they monitored him closely, putting a man on him at all the time. It was the order from their coach after all. And they couldn't go against it.

But instead of feeling worried, Hiro was rather relieved.

Having a marker on him meant that he had made enough impact for the opposing side to take notice of him. It was a clear indication that he was heading the right way.

Just like that the first half concluded with the Japanese side taking the lead thanks to a goal and assist from Hiro.

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Beep!

Just as the whistle sounded players halted their movements.

"And here goes the whistle to conclude the first half. The first half has been nothing but intense. But undoubtedly we can conclude that it was the opposing number ten who had been the most impressive on the field."

"Be it his first touch which led to the first goal or his mesmerizing dribble and powerful shot which increased their lead, he has been nothing but impactful."

The commentator praised Hiro while the cameramen focused their lenses on him.

As for Hiro, he slowly exited the field wearing a smile on his face, happily chatting with his friend. He wasn't concerned by the praises or the gazes he had been getting.

There were a lot of players on the opposing side who were glaring at him. At the same time, he had been getting a lot of glares from the opposing fans as well.

It was as if he had made enemies out of thousands of people within forty-five minutes. A feat unlike any in the world.

But only after they learned his age did some retract their hostile gaze from him.

"What...? He's only sixteen?"

"Yes..., At the moment he's the youngest on the field."

Upon learning his age, many were left shocked. Such brilliance from such a young fellow was something unbelievable.

Though there had been many youngsters rising it still surprised people when they witnessed such brilliance at such an age.

The discussion regarding his age spread like wildfire. And soon everybody in the stadium was singing his praises. They were impressed, scared, and excited to find such a talented

youngster.