CHAPTER 5 FIRST SKILL

He was celebrating like crazy inside his mind upon completing the quest. However he didn't show any emotions outwardly and maintained a poker face as if he was listening attentively.

'Status window'

He mumbled.

[Focus(skill description): When using this skill, the user can immerse himself completely in any kind of task he's undertaking, negating any kind of distractions.]

[Skill duration: 10 minutes]

[Skill CD: 24 hours]

[Note: The skill CD can be lowered as you upgrade your grades and skill duration can be increased respectively as well]

[Copy talent: With this feature you can copy someone else talent]

Damn!! With this feature, I can copy someone else's talent, like Virat Kohli's cover drive, Rohit Sharma's pull shot, and Sachin Tendulkar's straight drive. This is absolutely awesome—such an OP feature!

' This skill is also good . It mean that I can negate any kind of distractions when using this skill. I can use it to negate the oppressive cheers of rival fans and I can even use it to negate the negative taunts of the opponents.'

"Hmm.. arjun is everything alright?"

The teacher questioned him witnessing his wry smile. Without even realising he was smiling like a maniac.

"Ahh sorry teacher!! I'm alright"

He apologized for his behaviour while trying to regain his composure.

Ding!! Dong!!

The bell of the school rang. He was so focused on the task that he didn't even realize how fast the time flew by.

"Seems like this much for today."

"I'll see you tomorrow"

The teacher exclaimed.

"Thank you teacher"

The students replied in unison. Although they were still kids, they were taught to appreciate their teachers since their childhood.

Arjun is packing his bags but keeps glancing at his teacher, waiting for her to leave the classroom. Once she's gone, he starts writing his homework before his dad arrives to pick him up.

After some time.

"Arjun!! arjun!!"

The teacher called his name.

"Yes mam!"

He yelled.

"Your dad is here. You can go home .

She exclaimed.

Arjun then packed his bag and dash towards school gate.

If he went directly towards the ground he could still make it for the tournament in time. But he didn't have his cricket kit with him. So he needed to go back home in order to fetch his bag.

"Argh!! I should have brought my bag with me."

He frowned.

As he walked infront of the entrance, he noticed his father carrying a bag.

"What's that dad?"

He questioned.

"I knew that you'd forget your cricket kit. So I brought it with me."

He replied with a smile.

Arjun returned back the smile. Because of that simple gesture of his dad, he could make it to the tournament in time and he didn't have to go back to home to fetch his kit .

"Thank you daddy"

Grateful for his gesture, he thanked his father while revealing a big warm smile.

He hopped onto his father's bike. And both of them headed towards the ground. The nehru club ground was about 20 mins away from the school.

As they reached the ground at the front gate, he saw his mother waiting for them.

"What took you so long? The game's about to begin."

She exclaimed with a worried face.

They hurriedly ran towards the field and barely reached the ground in time. While the coaches were assembling the team.

Flexing his Virat Kohli (RCB )jersey, he walked towards the field. But nobody even took notice of him except his parents who were cheering loudly for him.

At the center of the pitch, many kids were gathered in a circle. They were dressed in different jerseys, with most wearing those of Rohit Sharma, Virat Kohli, Sachin Tendulkar, and MS Dhoni. Some were dressed in jerseys of other players or clubs. He looked extremely average, which is why nobody took notice of him.

While most of the anonymous kids who showed up alone were gathered in the middle. The kids who showed up in teams were far in the right corner and left corner.

However among those numerous teams, one team stood out than the rest. Every member of that team was dressed in bluish jersey. And most of the kids in that team looked older than the rest of the kids who showed up for the tournament.

Behind their backs were huge letters which read 'Nehru youth club'. They were the team of the organiser.

He is a captain and bowler, standing almost 5 feet tall. Compared to the rest of the kids, he was extremely tall. Arjun instantly recognize the captain of the Nehru Youth Club.

'So we meet once again huh? Deepak yadav'

He mumbled looking at him.

He could never forget that face. After all, the bowler in front of him was the future ace of the national team. And because of him, he had lost his wicket many times before.

Even when the coach infront of him was assembling the team, his eyes were fixated on that bowler.

"Just you wait, I'm gonna humiliate you so much that you'll beg me to have mercy."

'Let's check his talent '

[Deepak yadav]

[Possessed talent]

[Cricket prodigy : ( B+) ]

[Pin point yorker : (B) ] { In bowl}

[Arm strength :(C+) ] {In bowl/bat}

[Safe hand : (C-) ]. {In feilding}

[Quick thinking : (D) ] {In bowl/bat}

[ If you meet the condition, you can copy one talent .]

[Condition 1 : Score 15 or more runs in Deepak over.

Condition 2 : take atleast 1 wicket against Deepak team.]

"Damn!! With this feature, I can become a monster on the ground. Let's snatch his yorker talent. Wait a minute! What if I don't get a chance to bowl in the match or even bat?

[ System : Did you fail your exam in your last life or you just dumb

Snatch : means to take or get something quickly

Copy : to make something exactly the same as something else

"Ahem!! Ok my mistake but what about those trash condition.

[ System : ...]

Trash condition and trash system.

At those word he feel a sharp pain in his head ahh! I am sorr!! Sorry! Ahh! I lowly being didn't understand system kindness sorry!

[ System : hehe!! Your welcome]

"Oii!! You kid with black hair and ?"

"Are you paying any attention?"

A middle aged man who stood in the middle of the center half dressed in a tracksuit called out for him. However he was extremely distracted by the sight of Deepak yadav that he couldn't hear the voice of the middle aged man.

Seeing him distracted, a kid who stood beside him tapped his shoulder.

"Ye- Yes!! Yes sir!!"

He stammered coming back to his senses.

"Try not to get distracted.If you want to play. Pay attention now, I'm going to arrange the teams."

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