It was a desperate attempt. Honestly, Takaaki was already on the last drop of his blood, so close to collapse. However, what people said about a person could use their 100 percent potential in their closest moment to the death door seemed to be right, as while Takaaki himself didn't know how this could happen, he was still able to swing his right foot as strongly as possible, letting the ball fly at bullet speed.
BANG!
"Holy fucking… SHIT!"
Kang Do-Jin sweated profusely as he saw the ball zooming into his face at a bullet speed. However, that wasn't the only problem here. No, the speed was one thing, but the most troublesome part was how the ball rotated. Or… The lack of it, to be more precise.
