Evolving (225)

Amidst the intense clash with Chris Prince, Nakada's mind worked in overdrive. Observing the world number 2 player's extraordinary physical capabilities, Nakada couldn't help but recognize the sheer strength that surpassed the average level of a professional player.

A realization struck him - Chris Prince had the ability to utilize 100% of his body's potential at will.

Yet, Nakada's response was not that of intimidation; instead, a mischievous grin adorned his face. His analytical mind kicked into action, and his eyes shifted from the overall strength to the intricate details of Chris Prince's movements.

Every nuance, from the way his legs propelled him forward to the positioning of his body and the focus in his gaze, became a source of valuable information.

In a moment reminiscent of a voracious learner, Nakada absorbed every detail like a sponge soaking up water. Mimicking Chris Prince's movements, he left no aspect untouched - even the rhythm of his opponent's breath became a part of Nakada's mental database.

The teenager's mind became a repository of insights, storing the essence of the world number 2 player's physical prowess.

With newfound knowledge at his disposal, Nakada applied these principles to himself, feeling an immediate connection to the boundless potential within him.

The grin on his face widened as he seamlessly incorporated every piece of information gathered in that brief moment. The pain and fatigue that sought to weigh down his body were overridden by an adrenaline-fueled high, a sensation of empowerment and revelation.

In this clash of soccer titans, Nakada's grin reflected not just the joy of learning but the thrill of unlocking his own latent abilities. The pitch became a laboratory of experimentation, and Nakada, fueled by the intoxicating rush of discovery, pressed forward with a renewed sense of purpose.

Nakada surged toward Chris Prince, meeting the world number 2 player head-on in a clash that resonated with a newfound intensity. Unlike before, Nakada refused to be pushed around, standing his ground against the physical might of the Prince of England.

"Aren't you an annoying little shit?" Chris Prince grumbled, his annoyance and anger palpable. The realization that this teenager was not succumbing to his overpowering strength irked the world's second-best player. He couldn't accept defeat at the hands of someone so young and seemingly inexperience.

As Prince's ego flared, he increased the force behind his movements, attempting to break through Nakada's rigid defense. However, Nakada's presence loomed as a persistent threat, and no matter how much power Chris Prince exerted, the teenage prodigy held firm.

Refusing to be bested, Chris Prince became more determined. "What, can't get rid of me?" Nakada taunted with a smile, his confidence growing. With each passing moment, Nakada pressed Chris Prince more heavily, leaving the Prince with diminishing space to maneuver. The dialogue between them became a reflection of the escalating battle, a clash of wills and egos on the soccer pitch.

The soccer pitch became a battleground once again as Chris Prince, with annoyance etched on his face, passed the ball to Chigiri.

His words, "Try and keep up," echoed with an undertone of frustration. With that, he surged forward, Nakada in hot pursuit, determined to match the world number 2 player's every move.

Meanwhile, Chigiri seized the opportunity created by the diversion of Chris Prince's rush. The Barcha defenders, focused on containing the formidable Prince of England, inadvertently opened a gap in their defense. Chigiri, the pink panther of the Manchine team, recognized the chance and took a deep breath. With a resolute expression, he exploited the opening and sprinted forward at full speed.

The field transformed into a dynamic landscape where the clash of speed, skill, and strategy played out. Chris Prince led the charge, Nakada shadowing him closely, while Chigiri embarked on his own lightning-fast trajectory, seeking to exploit the vulnerability exposed in the Barcha defense.

Chigiri, living up to his moniker as the "pink panther" of the Manchine team, showcased an incredible burst of speed. His movements were so swift that it seemed as if he blurred through the field, utilizing 100% of the strength in his legs without concern for potential drawbacks. The nickname was well-earned, reflecting both his agility and the predatory grace with which he navigated the pitch.

With eyes darkened and focus heightened, Chigiri scanned the field for the optimal path, seeking to create additional space for his swift advance. In this moment, he was fully immersed in the game, operating within a zone where every move, every decision, was made with calculated precision.

However, his lightning run came to an abrupt halt as he encountered Bachira, a player who seemed to have reached a heightened state of performance as well. The intensity of the match, coupled with the spectacle of Nakada's exceptional play, had fueled Bachira's determination. With a firm stance, Bachira intercepted Chigiri, declaring, "You ain't going anywhere, Princess."

The collision between these two dynamic players marked a pivotal moment in the game, a clash of determination and skill that added another layer of excitement to the unfolding drama on the soccer field.

At this moment it wasn't important, it didn't matter to him whatsoever as he was in zone and he was starting to feel it,he was starting to feel himself being pushed through his limits and he liked that.

Without uttering a single word,Chigiri attempted to get past Bachira using his sheer speed by Bachira utilizing the distance between them to place himself in front of the optimal route for Chigiri.

"This is your golden zone isnt it"Bachira said with a smile to which Chigiri looked annoyed, Achira had figured out Chigiri goal scoring formula.

The formula that would have basically guaranteed him a goal anytime he would have used had been figured by Bachira.

With no other option as a clash with Bachira would waste to much time and shooting from here would be basically just handing the ball to the Barcha team.

Chigiri decided to pass the ball toward Chris Prince,who with Nakada following closely by him decided to trap the ball with the inside of his foot.

As those two rushed forward,Nagi was in the way,he tried to help Prince get rid of Nakada but just like a person would dismisse a bug,Nakada barely acknowledge his presence and instead used Nagi body to boost himself forward.

A/N....Nagi just go little bro,personally i wouldnt take that but that just me though