Soccer System: All the Skills, One Player!-Chapter 206 : 205 - Wembley Stadium

The corridor leading to the Wembley pitch was noisy. You could hear the echo of the players' steady footsteps and the sounds of the fans outside.

Just a few minutes before the start of their warm-up, the youngsters from Brighton and Bayern Munich were preparing to enter one of soccer's most hallowed grounds.

Lucas Tanaka took a deep breath. The weight of the moment was present in every sped up beat of his heart. But something else was on his mind: he was about to meet his best friend again.

And then he saw him.

Tsuyoshi Nishida walked with a confident countenance, his chin held high. The young Japanese wore the Bayern Munich cloak with imposing grace, as if he had been a member of professional soccer for years. His physique was impressive, with well-defined muscles and a posture that exuded self-confidence. The number 9 on his back confirmed his new role in the German team: the leader of the attack.

Nishida noticed Lucas immediately. A smile appeared on his face, but it wasn't just any smile. It was that defiant smile of someone who was about to enter a high-level fight and knew that his opponent was worthy.

Nishida stopped a few steps away from him, tilting his head slightly to the side, assessing his friend as if he were an opponent in a game of chess.

"Tanaka..." Nishida said.

"Nishida..." Lucas replied in the same tone, holding his gaze.

For a moment, neither of them moved. Time seemed to have frozen around them. But then Nishida laughed, breaking the moment of tension, and held out his hand.

"I knew you'd go far in this championship, but I didn't think fate would let us face each other so soon. Crazy fate, huh?" Nishida commented as Lucas shook his hand firmly.

Lucas laughed. "Yeah, I didn't expect our promise to come true so quickly, either. But I couldn't ask for a better scenario. Wembley, Champions Youth League final... It's like it was written."

Nishida nodded. "And you know I didn't get on this plane from Germany to lose, right?"

Lucas let out a short laugh. "I expected nothing less from you. But know that this trophy will be mine."

Bayern's No. 9 took a step forward, narrowing his eyes. "We'll see. Because I will not hold back Tanaka. I want to win. I want to prove that I'm the best. I want to score in this game and I want to lift this cup."

Nishida was always like that - ambitious, competitive to the last second. He was a player who dreamed big and worked even harder to achieve his goals. His personality was reminiscent of Cristiano Ronaldo's, a true obsessive for victory, for glory, for excellence.

"And you think I'm going to hold back? It doesn't matter how much you've evolved, Nishida. You know I'll always be there to stop you."

The Japanese striker raised an eyebrow, crossing his arms. "We'll see then. Just don't cry after the game, Tanaka."

Lucas laughed. "I should say the same to you."

The two of them stood there for a few more seconds, their handshake slowly dissolving. It was a unique moment. On the one hand, the inevitable rivalry between two great Japanese talents. On the other, the mutual respect and friendship they had built up over the years.

Around them, the other Brighton and Bayern players just watched, some curious, others trying to understand the significance of this reunion.

Arthur and Willian exchanged glances, realizing that the Bayern Munich No9 was someone special to Lucas.

The referee then approached, calling for the teams to line up. It was time to take the field.

Nishida lightly punched Lucas on the shoulder before walking away. "Don't let me down, Tanaka. I want a game worthy of our history."

Lucas nodded. "The same goes for you. Let's see who comes out on top."

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And with that, the two went their separate ways. The heat of rivalry and friendship burned in their chests. Whatever happened that night, they knew they were about to write a new chapter in the history of youth soccer.

[Skill <Champion System> activated].

[The mission "The last step of the second chance" has been granted].

[Main Mission: The last step of the second chance

Description: After this game, you will receive several offers from many teams. Winning or losing will determine whether the offers are from relevant teams in European soccer. Reaching a Champions Youth League final doesn't mean you'll be a significant player in the future, but it defines the team you'll go to when you turn professional.

Goal: Win this training game by standing out a lot.

Rewards:

+10,000 Star Points].

As Lucas watched this screen, he was entering the pitch with his team. The stadium was an unforgettable spectacle. The vibrant colors of the stands, the passionate chants and the magnitude of the occasion sent a chill down the spine of every player on the pitch.

In the center of the pitch, the captains of the two teams positioned themselves for the ball and field draw.

Brighton's Lucas Tanaka and Bayern Munich's Lars Lukas Mai exchanged firm glances as the referee tossed the coin into the air.

Fate chose: Brighton would start with the ball.

Lucas Tanaka walked to the halfway line in midfield and took a deep breath. His eyes rose to a few meters ahead, where Nishida was staring at him with a slight smile still on his lips. They were anxious.

Arthur positioned himself next to Lucas, jumping slightly to keep warm. He looked at his friend and noticed his serious expression.

"You're very focused today, huh? Not that that's a bad thing, but you seem more serious than usual."

Lucas didn't reply. His gaze was fixed on Nishida. His best friend. His rival. It wasn't just the Champions Youth League final that was at stake. It was a special chapter in their history. He remembered the past, when they still played together in Japan, the day they promised to face each other as rivals one day. And that day had come.

He closed his eyes for a moment, remembering the system's notifications in his mind. The mission was clear. This was the last step of his second chance. His performance here would define the course of his career.

Lucas opened his eyes. The referee looked at both teams and raised his whistle to his lips.

Piii!

Arthur rolled the ball lightly to Lucas, who gave a quick flick to Javier. The game began.