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Chapter 512: Clash!



While his teammates were frozen in shock, Hiro's face lit up with exhilaration as he watched the figure before him. A subtle smirk tugged at his lips, and a strange surge of energy pulsed through his veins like lightning.

Naoto lay on the ground, bewildered, his expression mirrored by the rest of the team, who were equally stunned.

Standing tall before them was a figure that seemed larger than life, his presence more imposing than it had ever been. His cold, indifferent eyes were fixed on the goal, exuding a sense of superiority, like a king surveying his subjects.

He didn't move, yet there was something about him that made everyone feel uneasy as if he were radiating an aura of intimidation that gripped the hearts of those watching.

Even his teammates seemed caught in a trance.

What on earth just happened?

'So, you've finally decided to show your true colors,' Hiro thought, his excitement growing as he watched with keen interest.

A thrill coursed through him, an overwhelming urge to take on the figure before him. Suddenly, the previously quiet venue exploded with thunderous cheers. The spectators, who had been left in awe, could no longer hold back their excitement.

The marvel they felt at witnessing this transformation could only be expressed through their voices.

Chaos erupted as the crowd reacted, their disbelief palpable. Even those familiar with their neighborhood star had never seen anything like this. It was almost as if he had transformed into a different being.

"What's happened to him?"

"Is he possessed or something?"

Whispers of shock and amazement spread among the crowd.

At that moment, João finally turned around. His gaze, icy and intense, locked onto Hiro, who had been staring at him with unwavering focus.

As those cold eyes met Hiro's, a chill ran down his spine.

Those eyes carried a silent challenge.

Hiro felt it deep within, and his excitement only grew. The thrill of competition surged through him, and his smile widened in anticipation.

'Bring it on, genius,' he thought, meeting João's gaze with unwavering confidence.

A silent battle of wills had begun, sparks flying between them as they stared each other down.

Then the next moment as the game resumed, Hiro took charge.

The effect was immediate as the crowd felt the rising intensity of the match. The intense showdown between the two geniuses only aroused their excitement.

Yet for a while, neither side managed to score the desired goal to clench the victory.

The game had prolonged to the point that it was wearing down some of the players on the field. Exhausted and out of breath they appeared as if their vitality had been sapped out of their body.

Yet still, compared to the opposing players, Hiro's teammates appeared rather energetic. They might catch up to them in terms of skill. But when it came to physicality, professionals would have the upper hand against any normal person.

After all, how could people who played football leisurely fare against those who trained day in and day out?Nôv(el)B\\jnn

The gap between the two sides became even more evident as the match progressed.

The matter that they had held their ground against pros for such long was already commendable. But Alas! The gap between the two sides would only continue to grow as the match progresses further.

So realizing their weakness, opposing players opted for one final strike to conclude the game. If they failed to score on this attack then their defeat was inevitable.

Despite the risk, it was the only way for them to change the situation.

They had already given their all to stop the onslaught of the opposing players. But if they continued to do the same then eventually their body would give out, causing them to make some mistakes.

For sure their guerilla tactics would eventually fall against the continuous onslaught of the opposing players.

So, rather than waiting for such an incident to occur, it was better to take the initiative.

At once as they concluded, all of them charged ahead.

Even Romero walked out of his zone to take part in the attack.

The strike started from Romero as he supplied the pass to one of his teammates. Then he made a short run-up to attract Tatsuki. Just as Tatsuki was about to reach him, he let go of the ball, making a short pass to his other teammate.

Hiro stepped up to intercept him.

But before he could get to him, he passed the ball back to Romero who in turn sent the rolling in the center of the pitch where João took hold of the ball.

Kenji had already seen him move. So, he rushed to intercept him.

But João skillfully avoided Kenji's tackle with ease.

Making use of his acceleration and fluidity, he avoided Kenji, leaving him in a daze. Just as he got past Kenji, Hiro retreated from his blind spot.

After getting past Kenji, João steadily approached Kaoru. However, unlike before, he couldn't find any spaces to exploit. It might be because he was distracted by the sight of the burly man who was making a run from the flanks.

Completely unmarked, he had all the room to operate.

So, if he could just get the ball to him they might actually win the game.

A sudden thought popped into his head as he noticed the sight of the burly man.

But he should at least try to draw the opposing player a bit closer to him before making a pass

to make things easier for his teammate. After all, who knows if he'd immediately chase his teammate right after he made the pass and managed to take him down?

Due to such concern, he tried to close the distance between him and Kaoru before making a

pass.

After getting close enough, he was about to make the pass.

But right then Hiro swept the ball from him.

"Huh?!"

At first, João was puzzled.

But soon his expression changed as he felt his heart palpitate.

Just from where did he come?

No sooner had Hiro got the ball than he accelerated. Then right from the half, he attempted a

shot at the empty post.