The ball is in again!
3:0!
Absolute individual ability, turning the impossible into the possible!
Isagi Yoichi looked at the ball rolling in the goal, his eyes dull. This was a scene he had never anticipated. His brain, from beginning to end, had been telling him that this play was dead. But the result was that Tendou not only saved the ball but also scored an incredibly brilliant goal.
This was the world of a genius, a world he had yet to touch. The reason he couldn't anticipate such a scene was simply that his ability was not yet enough. Just as a creature from a two-dimensional world cannot interfere with a life form from a three-dimensional world, there was a "dimensional" gap between him and Tendou!
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In the control room, Anri Teieri was like an NPC, covering her lips with both hands, her eyes full of amazement, sighing endlessly. She was stunned by this goal, which was full of inspiration. The god-like creativity was breathtaking.
This was the embodiment of a perfect combination of physical ability and technique. Compared to Latin-style players, Tendou's style was more practical. Compared to European-style players, his style was relatively more elegant and graceful. It was as if he had taken the essence of both schools while discarding their dross.
The real-world audience was clamoring for their home teams to "make a move" and snatch him up.
'Stop hyping him! How much? I, Manchester United, want this man!'
'LMAO, you think Man U has more money than my Man City?'
'The sky over Manchester will always be red!'
'Red just because you say so? Did you paint it on with spray paint?'
'This child is destined for my La Masia.'
'Bunch of idiots. You can even connect watching an anime to reality. Has being虐 by my Real Madrid made your heads dizzy?'
'Royal Martial Arts Team is awesome~'
'I think he's a good fit for my Arsenal.'
'LMAO, what does this have to do with Arsenal? Go back to fighting for fourth place. Don't get involved in championship matters.'
The bullet comments were in chaos. But it was enough to prove how much of a sensation a player like Tendou would cause if he appeared in the real world. As long as he didn't get injured, he would surely be a core player for the next ten or even twenty years. Even if he were placed in a powerhouse club, it would be the same.
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The members of Tendou's team quickly surrounded him. This goal had made their hearts pound with excitement as well. Although they knew Tendou's individual ability was monstrous and they had never seen anyone his age as strong as him, his out-of-bounds Marseille Turn was still a sight to behold. That sudden flash of inspiration and creativity was not something that could be achieved through hard work; it was talent, something one is born with.
At this moment, the only ones who couldn't be happy were the four members of Isagi's team. Being three goals behind meant that if they conceded two more, they would lose the match.
"If we can't score, we'll have to endure their sharp counter-attacks."
"...I'm sorry, Eita." Isagi took a deep breath.
"Your timing and angle on the pass were great, completely in line with my judgment and imagination."
"But, with my physical ability, I still can't reach it."
He had already constructed the formula for a goal in his mind, yet he always fell at the final step. This feeling made him despair.
Hearing this, Otoya frowned and said, "If you always think before you act, you'll never be able to break through the blockade of the Crow and that young master."
"Eh?" Isagi looked at Otoya in confusion.
"You're very good at thinking, and your observation skills are also very strong. In our previous matches, it was fine for you to play in that order."
"But if you want to score in front of those people, it's a different story."
"Try to give up thinking. Let your own reactions take over."
This was Otoya's progress, and also the method he had used to defeat Karasu and get to the first ball just now. Because he understood that thinking was not his strong suit. If he tried to play mind games with Karasu, he would be the loser. So he chose to follow his instinct, to let everything return to its most primitive state.
And then, he succeeded!
Hearing this, Isagi felt as if a new world had opened up. But as for how to do it specifically, he had no clue at all.
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The match continued. Isagi's team kicked off. Their tactics did not change. In fact, their tactics were actually successful: bypass Karasu and Tendou, and use Otoya's ability to complete a cross. In a 4v4 team match, if Karasu and Tendou were drawn away, then even with Chigiri and Reo in the box, it wouldn't be crowded. It was a good time to score.
Swoosh!
The ninja moved again. He once again circled to the defender's side, and after receiving the ball, sprinted along the wing. Otoya's off-the-ball movement was not something you could defend against just by being on guard. He ran silently, and his speed was incredibly fast. He could move quickly behind his teammates and even his opponents, like a nimble snake.
"You bastard! How come you didn't run this fast when you were on my team?" Karasu complained. He had once again fallen behind in his duel with Otoya.
"People grow, Karasu!" Otoya did not call him "Crow" this time but used his real name.
"I don't think there's anything wrong with your formula for victory. But if you always stay in your comfort zone, it's hard to grow."
Tap!
Otoya cleverly pushed the ball to his left, baited Karasu into shifting his center of gravity, and then immediately pushed the ball back to his right with the outside of his foot. With an acceleration, he left Karasu behind. At this moment, the green light emanating from his body became even deeper, making one's heart race.
Almost at the same time, Nagi, Barou, and Isagi all pushed forward recklessly towards the opponent's penalty area.
"With three people pushing forward at the same time, Eita's side can at least draw the defensive attention of two people."
As if replicating the two failed attacks from before, Otoya, after shaking off Karasu, ran all the way to the right half-space of the penalty area. At a time like this, he could either cut inside or cross. He was the most threatening player on Isagi's team; he could do anything.
But... if he couldn't break through his own limits, the result would be no different from before. They would be defended against by the opponent, who would then take the opportunity to counter-attack and extend their lead.
"My predictions require me to observe, think, and then act."
"Replace these with reflexes?"
"Can a normal human being really do that?"
Isagi couldn't help but fall into a frenzy of thought.
At this moment, his brain had already pieced together a complete picture. Otoya would draw away most of the defense. His pass would be to a position near the center of the penalty area. The landing spot of the ball was also clearly visible. As long as he could step into that place...
No!
Isagi immediately threw this thought to the back of his mind.
"Am I an idiot?!"
"I've already been told that observing first and then thinking is too slow!"
"Don't think with your head! Act on feeling! Trust... trust the evolution I've undergone during this time! Trust my ability!"
Isagi roared in his heart. And at this moment, he noticed Otoya's kicking motion. Then he gave up thinking, and flames erupted from his eyes. He followed his instinct and rushed recklessly towards a certain spot in the penalty area.
"Big Data Statistics..."
"Hmm?"
Tendou's Six Eyes rotated rapidly. The result calculated by his brain's data statistics made him stomp his foot hard on the turf, and with a turn, he shot back like a comet.
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