My system allows me to copy talents-Chapter 516: Gol Olimpico

Their expression paled as they remembered the horror they had witnessed a few days ago. They watched him as if they had seen a ghost.

Beads of sweat appeared on their forehead.

That familiar face didn't bring any fond memories.

"Hmph! It's that stinky brat," Roberto who had to bear a heavy loss because Hiro snorted in disdain. At the moment, he was present at the venue to witness the match.

Crack! Crack!

As he prepared to enter, Hiro cracked his neck to loosen up some stiffness. Then he turned to face Kubo who was standing right beside him.

"Can I take the corner?" he asked.

Since Kubo was the appointed set-piece taker, Hiro had to ask him for the opportunity.

Upon hearing his request, Kubo looked at him briefly before responding, "Sure." Though he hadn't had much time to familiarize himself with him, he had observed him closely in the training.

Especially his freekicks, it had left a deep impression on him.

Even now, he could palpably feel the confidence oozing out from him. Those shades of hazel held a strange charm that could captivate the hearts of any onlookers.

So, how could he deny it when faced with such innocence?

Wearing an expression filled with sorrow, some players made their way out of the field. They were the players who were getting substituted.

They had a rather defeated look on their face.

"Now, it's all up to you guys," said one of the exiting players dejectedly, his voice filled with grief.

Even until now, Hiro remained fairly unknown. Many ignored his presence as if he was just another random kid making his appearance for the first time.

But to those few who recognized him, he appeared as if he was some kind of calamity that had befallen from heaven.

"Oh, he's gonna step up for the corner?"

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Many were slightly intrigued to see him making his way to the corner.

It hadn't even been a minute yet he was already springing into action. So, many couldn't help but feel slightly interested in him now that he was going to take the set-piece for his team as soon as he entered the field.

As he stood before the ball, he swept his gaze in front of him.

Making use of his available skills, he analyzed the position of the players before him. Almost every player of the opposing team had crammed inside that small penalty box making it seemingly impossible to find any flaws.

As for his teammates, they were struggling to position themselves.

There were only a few of his teammates to whom he could supply the cross if he wanted to make a cross inside the box. They were the only capable ones who could head their way in. Hiro was already familiar with the specialty of most of his teammates. So, he was fairly knowledgeable about the strong points of his teammates.

But even that advantage seemed to have no effect against the intimidating pressure and tight-knit tactics of the opposing players.

The only option he had was either to play it short or risk it all.

And by no means he had stepped up to play it safe. So, it only left with the latter option.

Letting out a mouth full of turbid air, he retracted his gaze to the ball. He could audibly hear the complaints of the fans close to him.

They were urging him to hurry.

Frustration was evident in their speech. Since he had been taking his time to deliver the corner, it was only natural for them to feel irritated by his gesture.

An eerie calmness flashed in his eyes as he started sprinting toward the ball.

Rotating his hip, he swept his leg with full force.

Bam!

The ball went flying as he struck it, producing a crisp sound.

The complaining mouths turned silent as the irritated eyes followed the trajectory of the ball with the utmost attention.

Chaos befell on the pitch as players from both sides moved into action.

At once, many shot themselves from the surface, attempting to reach the ball. Yet despite the attempts of many, it evaded the reach of all those who tried to reach it.

It was almost as if it had transformed into a slippery eel that couldn't be caught.

For a while, it even appeared as if it was going astray.

But then just when many had assumed it to go out of bounds, something unexpected took place. The ball glided inside the opposite top corner effortlessly after evading the reach of many who had tried to reach it.

The opposing keeper Bento who had been excellent until now couldn't even bring himself to react.

At this moment, he had been reduced to a mere spectator between the poles.

His eyes filled with shock turned to look at the ball that had glided inside the post. While his complexion had gone pale.

The entire stadium had gone silent.

The supporters who had shown up in large numbers had gone silent.

Just what the hell had they witnessed?

There was an evident disbelief in their eyes. Those same eyes that were glistening with

elation and confidence had shock written on them right now.

Their expression full of arrogance had been replaced with a frown.

Yet amidst this relatively silent atmosphere, certain sounds could be heard. It was the sound of the celebration of the Japanese players.

After confirming the goal, almost everybody present on the scene rushed to Hiro to celebrate the goal. Compared to the dull and tense expression on their face until a moment ago, now their face was glistening with elation.

It was as if they had finally found the spark of hope in the darkness.

Then as those sounds of cheers reached their ears, many turned to look at Hiro who was standing at the corner with an indifferent expression on his face.

Upon seeing the cold and indifferent expression on his face, many couldn't help but feel a mix of emotions such as rage and fear at the same time.

The lack of expression on his face annoyed them. At the same time, it evoked a certain fear in them. It was almost as if he was saying that he wasn't satisfied with just this goal.

Nonetheless, Hiro had made his presence known.