"Nagi... you." Reo looked at Nagi Seishiro's eyes and felt a strange sense of unfamiliarity; it was the first time he had seen Nagi show such an expression.
But the whistle broke their brief contact.
The two returned to their positions.
Reo pulled at his sleeve to wipe away sweat, his eyes involuntarily drifting towards Nagi. This was the first time he felt a difference... Was it because they were about to lose?
No... it's not the first time. Nagi and I can't lose.
As long as I pass the ball, my treasure can unleash unparalleled power.
This game... as long as...
Just as he was momentarily distracted, the whistle blew, and everyone on the field moved again.
Reo also moved, the ball already at his feet, but when he saw the people on the opposite side, like countless monsters surrounding him, his expression became somewhat distorted.
Why, why are they all stopping me!
Suddenly, a voice rang in his ear. He looked back, and a dark figure had already appeared behind him.
Reo met Ryu's indifferent gaze. "Still don't understand?"
"You, who have climbed to where you are by clinging to the strong, are actually worthless."
"You were able to reach this point by relying on a rapidly growing genius. Of course, I have to admit, you worm do have a little bit of skill, but only a little."
"I can't even comprehend what pleasure means when it comes to you."
"Highlights, goals... it seems you don't have any of them."
The next second, the ball at his feet was hooked by Ryu, a lob pass directly stealing the ball through his legs.
Reo froze in place, his expression rigid, only able to watch helplessly as Ryu, who had stolen the ball, rapidly moved away from him.
"I... had the ball stolen?"
However, before his emotions could worsen.
The surrounding sounds had already brought him back to his senses.
Nagi Seishiro and Zantetsu directly bypassed him....
However, at this moment, Ryu was enjoying the thrill from his body. His Demon King's Eye allowed him to see everyone blocking his path in slow motion.
One second was enough.
The next moment, a player in front of him was easily dribbled past with a perfect Hocus Pocus.
But then Nagi and Zantetsu also closed in from the same angle, but the shooting distance was completely outside the range Ryu controlled.
The lingering afterimages of the two in front of him allowed him to observe a straight path to the goal.
Ryu continuously calculated the golden zone for his shot in front of the goal, and he heard Isagi and Bachira's urgent calls for a pass, but he had already entered his zone.
His pupils... no... his entire body's blood was boiling.
To break this encirclement, should he pass?
Or shoot?
No... my eyes only see shooting, even if this distance is a bit far.
30 meters... no, it should be even further. I can do it... maybe I can do it... with my current power and control.
If so, then surpass myself!
Instantly, the muscles in his right thigh bulged, and his leg seemed to be wrapped in circles of dark black arms.
With a loud "boom."
The soccer ball was like a piercing arrow, carrying a strong wind that cut a deep, visible gash in the turf of the field, shooting in an extremely violent manner.
The player in front of the goal didn't even react.
The ball rushed past, grazing his calf.
He could even feel the strong wind carried by the ball touching his skin....
This cannon shot left Ryu savoring the moment. He stood in place, his gaze fixed on the goal, enjoying everything.
In an instant, deafening cheers erupted throughout the stadium.
Bachira even directly latched onto Ryu, his words a bit slurred, "Good one, Ryu!"
"Good one, Ryu!"
Kunigami also stood frozen, watching this scene. He, who never cursed, couldn't help but exclaim, "This is a miracle, isn't it?"
"At least thirty meters, no... even further."
At this point, the score gap widened directly.
1:3
Nagi wiped the sweat from his face. He looked at Ryu, wondering what he was thinking. Suddenly, he spoke to Reo and Zantetsu, who were walking towards him: "Next shot, let me take it."
This was the first time he had actively asked for the ball.
Even Reo and Zantetsu were surprised.
The two exchanged glances and made a decision.
Just then, the whistle blew, signaling the end of the first half.
In the locker room.
Everyone was marveling at that goal. Kunigami even directly asked what Ryu was thinking when he kicked that goal, as his golden shooting zone was 28 meters, and in his estimation, Ryu's shooting zone in previous games should have been similar to his.
But now that he had surpassed that number, Kunigami desperately wanted to know... what Ryu was thinking in that instant.
"What was I thinking?" Ryu sat cross-legged on the ground, stroking his chin, his brow furrowed. "My whole body's blood was stirring, there was a straight path to the goal in front of me, and my body seemed to be unconsciously controlled."
"Of course, all of that is fake."
He suddenly looked at Kunigami with a hint of teasing in his expression. "Actually, that shot felt like a different flavor to me. In my understanding, my golden shooting zone is actually similar to yours, at most a meter's difference, but in that instant..."
"The surrounding environment didn't allow me to get to the golden zone."
"So I just kicked it out directly."
"It's that simple?" Kunigami's expression was a bit exaggerated, but then he began to ponder. If he had put himself in that situation, would he also have kicked such a goal?
Seeing him start to think, Ryu suddenly said, "It's just like when you usually practice. 28 meters is just the limit of your ability to control the ball's trajectory, but if you go beyond 28 meters, can't you control the ball anymore?"
"It's just your subconscious making you believe that 28 meters is the shooting zone."
"If you want to surpass your limits, you have to push yourself."
"It's just one shot; it won't kill you."
Kunigami looked up at Ryu, and for some reason, he suddenly said, "Thank you."
This left Ryu a bit at a loss....
Bachira, on the other hand, chuckled, licked his lips, and a pair of devil's horns seemed to sprout from his head. "Ryu, quickly tell me something: how many weapons have you mastered?"
"Looking at your state, it seems you're hiding quite a bit from me."
Ryu looked up and saw that guy's eager, smiling face.
For a moment, his head ached a little.
The others, meanwhile, were savoring the moment of that goal, especially Isagi, who felt a bit embarrassed recalling his own frantic actions, treating Chigiri as a tool....
So his spatial awareness could be used like this...
Not just for stealing the ball, but also for controlling the flow of the game.
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