All Soccer Abilities Are Now Mine! Chapter 55
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The cheers of colleagues who fill the field.
Behind it, good news came before Hoyoung's eyes.
[To explore Maestro's build up (SU)]
Looking at the SU grade, SU (Special Unique) was classified as a U grade.
Hoyoung's eyes rolled quickly.
[150 days → 75 days to fully bring talent. You cannot explore other talents for 75 days.]
'finally!'
Got it.
The only talent that won France twice in the World Cup for eight years.
But now it was no longer the only one.
The talent itself, which would disappear after retirement, was handed down to Ho Young.
Zidane's art soccer.
It won't disappear from the field until the day that Hoyoung retires.
Sticky.
"I can do it."
Ho Young was small.
Honestly, the voice was burdened.
It's a different weight than when you got a U-class talent.
I had a childish idea that it was as if I had a crown on my head.
"after."
I was nervous.
Someone might think it's crazy, but Ho Young could never take this reality lightly.
The legs trembled with thoughts of Zidane's talent.
It's been a while since the goal was scored, but joy and excitement persisted.
Like a crazy guy, I wanted to shout at the neck.
I got Zidane's talent.
"Hou."
A hazy breath bloomed.
Tension has turned into hot passion and confidence.
The cold wave was dug in my ear, but Hoyoung's body became lighter.
Confidence melted my mind and body.
I've only begun to covet talent, but I'm already full of confidence for some reason.
My heart was so full.
I really seemed to be able to do anything.
Soccer, high quality football.
Cic.
Hoyoung's mouth was the happiest smile in the world.
But by the time the game resumed, only seriousness remained.
The second half was interesting compared to the rather boring first half.
Valencia, who wanted to not do this, uncovered a claw that had been concealed in search of a great change.
And the claws were sealed before even wielding it.
Real Madrid's midfielders showed excellent organization and captured Valencia's cluttered move to create a variable.
"Hey!"
Valencia's defensive midfielder Timor burned.
Rather than wielding claws, he couldn't fly properly and was caught by a tiger.
'The baby is real!'
Tantrum rose.
Seeing Woo Ho-young drop off the line and joining the defense, I wanted to run for him and catch him.
Not only that.
When catching the ball, a short and fast pass induces a force fight, where Valencian defenders were drawn to it and kept revealing it.
Timor sighed even worse.
"after······."
Then, the ball gathered the defenders in the gap.
I spit it out in a strong tone.
"Oh my god. Focus on the space where you are standing. Is your head empty? Why do you play together when you build up like that? Why don't you go ahead and join? "
Timor made his claim as he scolded the players.
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But rather, it was actually closer to anger.
"Wake. It's still a goal difference. If we block it properly, we can reverse. "
5 minutes later.
Crisis has come to the Valencian defense.
Real Madrid's attackers, led by Roh Young, were slowly increasing the tempo, squeezing the loopholes of the Valencian defense.
'This will cause confusion.'
Obvious trick.
Timor laughed in vain.
If you get hit once or twice, it's disqualified as a defender.
Timothy learned so from the coach.
So I was upset.
Sticking to his position like a steady tree did not fall into the temptation of the opponent.
Then, Real's Marcos penetrated the left side.
'It's too obvious.'
Same situation as before.
'Do I know how to go?'
Indeed, as the backbone of Valencia's defense, Timor did not resist any temptation.
Instead, he shot a path that was connected to Marcos.
That was the problem.
Percussion!
The ball went over my head.
'Robbing Pass ···?'
Woo Ho-young, who only distributed short ground ball passes throughout the game, took out a long pass.
'······ Ah.'
What did not go into temptation was the patch.
Disqualification as a defender.
Pierced.
"crazy!"
This time he became a hole.
Marcos' first touch was long and didn't lead to a run, but there was a problem.
'What.'
I was dizzy.
Somewhere over there, it seemed to be a demon voice.
'우호영?'
"Ugh."
I was upset at the thought of being in a psychological warfare.
It was a pain that could not be known without seeing it directly.
"Ah ah ah!"
Timor, he was a youth veteran who had met numerous prospects before he was 17 years old.
But this was the first time.
That wasn't the case when he faced FC Barcelona's Bojan, who is said to be the minimum Messi and considered Spain's best prospect.
At that time, he was deceived many times by Bojan's astonishing personalities and dribble, but he was not so angry.
It was a play that was visible to the eye, so I could realize and correct what was wrong and what was going on.
But this is ······.
'What should I do?'
There was no way to deal with it.
By comparison, Bojan was a god and Woo Ho-young was a ghost.
If you are facing Woo-young, you will feel as if you are possessed by a ghost.
As soon as you wake up, you see yourself as a mistake.
Feels like you're standing on the top of your head.
So more annoying.
I wanted to step on it.
Knowing that it would not work, but came.
"after!"
'You are dead.'
Timor clenched his two fists and prepared for a super precipitation.
Soon after, a chance came.
'come.'
Woo Ho-young was driving the ball directly over the middle.
Timor clings like a tick.
'Tread on.'
Before the start of the game, the coach said, "We should not stop Woo Ho-young, but block the space, but Timor couldn't stand it anymore."
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Passing like this, passing through, I was going to try everything.
This was the moment.
Iii.
Woo Ho-young turns his back in front of Timor.
Timor sang inwardly.
'You blocked it.'
But there was no end.
In the last eight months, what Hoyoung learned from Zidane was not just ball control.
Zidane's trademark, Marseille Turn.
Hoyoung's body, which I thought stopped, turned around half a second.
Rotate 180 degrees.
It was a smooth turn that looked like a greased football shoe stud.
"Ik!"
Timor tried to make an impression, but Hoyoung's agile movement wasn't something he could follow.
Lost balance, just fell to the floor.
"Ah······."
"What are you doing? wake up!"
Whether the director shouted or not, Timor stopped in place and didn't get stuck.
Difference in skills.
It lost Timor's motivation.
With a shameful face, I just watched Ho Young score.
After Ho Young's second goal went out, the game was completely skewed to one side.
Valencia no longer seemed to be able to regenerate.
The reversal is also possible with momentum, but the only thing left for the Bat Corps was despair.
Rather than toenails, the claws were torn apart and allowed Real Madrid to win.
The stadium soon became white.
5 to 0.
Real Madrid finished the league championship.
A request for an interview came to Ho Young who showed a big success with two goals and two assists in the game.
"With Woo Young, there is a saying that the style of play has changed these days. When I watched today, I thought so. What do you think about this? "
"It's not about changing, it's about pulling out a variety of weapons against your opponent. I'm learning a new style of football to be a better player. "
"There are many opinions that Zinedine Zidane was influenced, was that true?"
"Zizou is the Maestro on the field and my eternal Maestro. I am already preparing to follow him. "
A horse with a strong will.
The answer was enough for that.
"I will support you. Will this be a two-time crown? "
"That's my goal."
"Then how about the scoring king?"
"I am looking for the help king. This year, Hubenil B is mine! "
"Hahaha."
It was a tremendous confidence.
So too, Ho Young is currently leading 16 points in 14 goals and 12 assists, both in scoring and in helping.
And best of all, fans of Real Madrid like the player's confident appearance.
In other words, some kind of fan service.
Ho Young finished her interview with ambition.
The article appeared in the left-hand corner of the Marca Tabloid, which was published the next day.
[Woo Young, the beginning of evolution, not change]
And underneath, there was a portrait of Ho Young playing heavy rain.
Hubenil B had no training schedule that day, but Ho Young conducted the training individually.
It would be nice to have a tutor, but Zidane didn't have time to do that because there was a first-team match.
So Ho Young visited his house at the time Zidane returned home.
It's been 9 months since I started tutoring with Zidane.
Hoyoung, who had become close to Zidane's family, lived like Zidane's family and made their homes in and out of their homes.
It was not an excuse to visit without talking, so Zidane had no surprise at this evening's surprise visit.
Rather, come and eat dinner.
"Master."
But this is what.
Before eating, Ho-young offered something.
"What is this?"
"It's small but thank you. You've advanced to the Champions League Round of 16 and became my tutor. "
A fine 3 million won wine from France, obtained from Agent Lucie.
It was a good expense to receive a weekly salary of 1.8 million won.
Moreover, there was no end.
His wife, Veronick, presented a set of French luxury cosmetics.
Of course, Zidane's family, who earns 100 million won every week, could buy anytime if they wanted to, but this gift contained a heart of love.
Zidane was feeling it seriously.
Zidane's wife, in particular, was the one who took care of her for the past eight months.
Ho-young used to compliment her on Zidane because she was so slick and smeared on her and played well with her children.
But I was impressed to receive a gift that I never thought of.
They don't know how much wine and cosmetics they have, but of course they aren't interested in the price, but anyway, what they valued was a good heart.
The young Ho Young thought it was unique.
A wave of emotion flowed.
Zidane's eyes met in the air.
[Zinedine Zidane]
Talent
Maestro (T)
Maestro's build up (SU)
Artistic Ball Control (SS +)
Unique Ball Trapping (SS-)
Fantastic personality (S + 3)
Wonderful depressurization (S +)
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(If you meet the conditions, you can find one talent.)
(You can acquire some of your sensations when you explore Title T. However, you must be over 18 years old to explore.)
(S grade or above can be coveted only if the hidden condition is achieved.)
(Condition 1: train together for 300 minutes)
(Condition 2: Play the role of playmaker as a midfielder for 90 minutes)
(Condition 3: Achieve 2 goals and 2 assists in official matches)
(Hidden conditions: Double in Hovenil B League)
'Double.'
4 months remaining until end of season.
I could go enough as it is.
There seemed to be quite a lot of A-class talent.
And two days later, Ho Yeong was eagerly looking forward to it.
Came in March.
[Successfully fetched Maestro's build up (SU)]
Woo Ho-young is now a successor to Zidane.
The link between God and Ku.
Maybe it was the beginning of the legend.
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