Chapter 75: punk

"So, you understood all along?" Silva stared fixedly at Kira, his gaze carrying a hint of surprise.

"Yeah, I understood."

Kira smiled at the opponent, looking calm as he spoke. He stepped on the ball and wasn't in a hurry to attack.

"Although you're called a heavy tank, you're much weaker than I imagined. Are you not injured, little bean sprout? Do you want me to help you up?"

"You, don't get carried away! It's just that the ground was too slippery!"

Silva burned with anger, his eye twitching in the corner. He clenched his fist, producing a cracking sound at his joints, and finally stood up from the ground.

"Well then, try your best to catch up to me."

Kira simply said a sentence and already started to move towards Silva's half of the field.

The counterattack begins!

"Silva actually lost in a physical confrontation? How is that possible?" Cavasoz said incredulously.

"That can't happen. It must have been a slip," Blake said, his expression gradually becoming serious.

"Let's give him a little lesson and show him the real gap."

By now, Kira had crossed the halfway line, and Blake voluntarily stepped forward to mark him closely.

His expression was very serious.

"They're getting angry..."

Ikki sensing that the opponent had become serious.

Just now, Loki effortlessly broke through their defense alone, and there were still four players on his team who were at the same level as him. If all of them were to take it seriously, the situation would be truly terrifying.

But just as Ikki felt somewhat lost, a hand rested on his shoulder.

It was Meguru.

"Kira fearlessly stepped into the realm of the world's elite. We can't lag behind!"

Meguru smiled and said to Ikki.

"Yeah."

Ikki nodded and followed the rest of his teammates, trailing behind Kira as they stormed into the opponent's half.

At this moment, Kira had already reached Blake's presence. Blake willingly approached, his gaze becoming intensely focused, completely different from his previous careless demeanor.

"Kid, prepare to witness the gap firsthand."

Blake said slowly. His tactic was clear: to actively engage in physical contact with Kira.

Although Blake believed that Kira couldn't have been overpowered by Silva in terms of strength, he still wanted to personally confirm it.

Furthermore, Kira had just retorted Silva with words, and Blake couldn't accept such a guy looking down on his team. As an international superstar, he had to reclaim his territory.

He had to teach this guy a lesson!

"Hey, Blake, there's no need for that."

Cavasoz shouted, but Blake completely ignored his words.

By now, Blake had closed in on Kira, with superb skills and excellent physical qualities that could easily force attackers into making mistakes.

It could be said that within the Blue lock, hardly anyone could get past Blake in a one-on-one situation.

This was an absolute gap in physical qualities.

Normally, when faced with such tight defense, most people would choose to decelerate immediately and then seek an opportunity to break through.

But at this moment, Kira didn't slow down at all. He didn't dodge in the slightest and directly made physical contact with Blake.

"He didn't slow down. Is he trying to prevent Silva from flanking him from behind?!"

Cavasoz exclaimed, while Luna beside him furrowed his brow.

"No, this guy isn't worried about Silva. He simply accepted Blake's challenge. He wants to beat Blake in a 1v1 face-off!"

As world-class players themselves, Luna knew very well about Blake's individual defensive ability. For these sixteen or seventeen-year-old kids, it was simply impossible to surpass such a formidable obstacle.

But at this moment, Kira fearlessly engaged in close combat with Blake.

Blake leaned forward, swiftly extending his leg like a sharp spear, directly aiming for the football under Kira's feet. However, Kira reacted quickly and immediately flicked the ball back with his right foot, controlling it under his own body.

"Good."

Blake unconsciously praised.

With just one move, Blake realized that Kira was definitely not an ordinary person, not the average player they had expected.

"Since that's the case, let me increase the intensity!"

Excitement appeared on Blake's face as he made his position even more aggressive. He leaned his body forward, intending to disrupt Kira's balance with his shoulder and arms.

And at the moment his shoulder made contact with Kira, it felt like he had collided with an impenetrable wall.

Perhaps not on the same level as Silva, but Blake's physical qualities could definitely be described as explosive.

However, even so, he couldn't gain any advantage from Kira.

"What's going on with this guy?!"

Blake was extremely surprised. In that moment of physical contact, he realized that Silva's fall earlier wasn't due to the slippery ground.

This guy's physical qualities had truly reached a terrifying level!

"It seems like you're not doing so well either, old man. Is it because you didn't restrain your body and became weak?"

Kira still maintained a relaxed expression as he looked at Blake beside him.

"You little punk!"

Blake was clearly provoked, and a surge of anger rose within him.

Originally, they had only signed a contract with Ego to scout players within Blue lock. For top-tier players like Blake, such a thing was simply a money-making opportunity, something they could easily handle.

But Blake didn't expect that a match that was supposed to have no suspense would force him to take it seriously.

Blake continued to shift his weight, pressing his entire body onto Kira, using his body to generate even greater power and further oppress his opponent.

However, he still couldn't gain any advantage, as if an ordinary person trying to move a mountain.

And at this moment, Kira accelerated further. He almost single-handedly carried Blake's weight and took big strides forward.

His speed gradually increased, the ball still firmly under his control, while Blake struggled to keep up, losing his balance and being left behind.

"You annoying brat."

Blake cursed. Although he felt dissatisfied, he had to admit deep down that in this round of confrontation, he had lost to Kira.

"This guy actually beat Blake. He didn't seem to be holding back just now!"

Seeing Blake being bypassed, Cavasoz immediately moved forward to defend. Although his physical qualities were inferior to Blake and Silva, he possessed agility and technique superior to others, allowing him to easily intercept the ball from Meguru.

Kira noticed Cavasoz coming to defend, but he didn't slow down. He still chose to charge towards the side of his opponent.

"Want to rely on speed to overpower me? "

Cavasoz thought to himself while adjusting his body posture, carefully observing Kira's dribbling rhythm, searching for the most suitable moment to intercept.

"He didn't slow down. It seems like he's not planning to make a change of direction. It'll be easier to intercept!"

Cavasoz contemplated this and leaned his body backward.

And at the moment when Kira was about to make contact with Cavasoz, he suddenly stopped!

An abrupt halt!

This move tested one's core strength and balance far more than it appeared. With excellent rhythm sense, Kira created a decent space for himself.

"Don't underestimate me!"

Cavasoz reacted very quickly, and because he was lighter in weight, his inertia was also smaller. He forcefully stomped one foot on the ground, forcibly maintaining his body's balance. He immediately pressed forward, not giving Kira any chance to break through.

At this moment, Cavasoz was already taking it seriously. He was fully focused on Kira.

"It seems that there are indeed extraordinary individuals in Blue lock."

Cavasoz said seriously,

"Your movement rhythm is excellent, even better than that guy just now. Coupled with your physique, which seems to be quite good, you will have a bigger stage in the future."

"Perhaps, but my current goal is to win in the present."

Kira replied with a smile.

"Although you're strong, it's impossible for you to defeat us. The result of this match is based on your failure."

"After all, if you lose, you won't get a single penny, right?"

Kira narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Victory and defeat are common in football. Don't blame me for it."

Just as Cavasoz finished speaking, Kira moved again.

Like Meguru, he used the bicycle motion, continuously circling his legs in front of the ball—but his speed was faster than Meguru's and his rhythm was even more impressive.

Cavasoz was highly concentrated. He felt the pressure from Kira's movements, which was no less than that in his own league.

"The rhythm is excellent, the frequency is fast, and there's no opportunity for interception. Tricky."

Cavasoz pondered while pressing forward.

Not only that, Blake and Silva had already come to double-team from behind. As long as they could delay a few seconds, they could completely block Kira!

But Kira would never give them that opportunity!

Thunderclap Flash!

Kira's movements suddenly changed. Although he had been using fancy moves, he suddenly surged forward, catching Cavasoz off guard. Cavasoz hadn't expected Kira to choose a straight breakthrough.

"Damn it!"

Cavasoz turned around desperately, trying to catch up with Kira.

As a world-class football star, he had been surpassed by a relatively unknown high school athlete.

Unacceptable!

What on earth was going on with this guy?

While Cavasoz was striving to catch up with Kira, he realized that the ball wasn't even at Kira's feet.

At the moment when Kira passed him and made him turn around, Kira used his blind spot to make a pass.

When Cavasoz turned his head to look, he saw the ball flying like an incredibly precise missile towards a certain direction.

"Hey hey hey, are you planning to pass over my head? That's underestimating me too much!"

In another area, Luna carefully analyzed the trajectory of the football's flight, then leaped high, preparing to intercept directly.

But the moment he jumped up, he found that the ball's trajectory was different from what he had imagined. It deviated slightly to the left in mid-air!

"What?! A knuckleball? Quite capable, huh?"

Luna was somewhat surprised. Kira was able to control the trajectory of the ball so perfectly that it even misled him.

And beside Luna, someone had already reached the landing spot of the ball.

Niko Ikki!

There was no one defending in front of him!

Shoot!

2-1!

Ikki was filled with excitement. He rushed towards Kira and forcefully high-fived him.

"You're amazing, Kira!"

Ikki's voice was trembling a bit because he had just witnessed Kira successfully dominating these world-class players on the field.

Although it was unbelievable, Ikki knew very well that Kira had stepped into the realm of the world.

...

"Kira... he actually got past world-class players?!"

In the control room, Anri's voice also trembled. She couldn't believe what was happening before her eyes.

She knew Kira was strong, and he had even easily defeated Rin. But to win against world-class players, it was too exaggerated.

"This is what I was worried about, Anri. On one hand, Kira's ideology clashes with mine, and his presence is likely to cause problems for my plan. But on the other hand..."

Ego remained silent for a few seconds before continuing,

"I am indeed very curious to see what heights he can reach."