At this mont.
The jaws of everyone in the stadium dropped.
In full view of the crowd, Tendou leaped with all his might and, while in mid-air, extended his foot to stop Gagamaru Gin's overhit pass, settling it perfectly on his instep.
Such an exaggerated level of ball control was already comparable to Nagi Seishiro's "black hole" trapping.
The stadium fell silent for a mont, then erupted into cheers that shook the heavens.
"World-class ball control!"
"That is absolutely a world-class stop!"
"My God, he looks just like the figure in the Bundesliga LOGO!"
"That ball should have been impossible to stop, but Tendou did it!"
In the comntary box.
The two comntators' faces were flushed with excitent.
In the world of soccer, besides goals, there are many other monts that can make one's blood boil.
Tendou couldn't hear any of it.
He was now completely imrsed in the world of soccer, 100% invested in the ga.
"If the condition for entering tavision is pushing all of my abilities to their absolute limit, then for
to activate it, I'd probably need to unleash 100% of my potential. The conditions to activate it are far more demanding than for those guys."
Tendou rembered clearly.
Whether it was Isagi Yoichi, Niko Ikki, Aiku, Itoshi Rin, or the current Itoshi Sae.
Before they activated tavision, they were all in the realm of the Flow State.
Isagi Yoichi considered it an invincible ability.
"So, what about ?"
"If I activate tavision in this state, to what level will I ascend?"
Tendou didn't know, which is why he wanted to try.
Thud~
Tendou landed, and the ball rolled obediently off his instep.
He didn't burst forward with it, nor did he try to dribble.
His mind was extrely clear at this mont, and the results calculated by his big data analysis had an extrely high success rate.
Bang~
Tendou sent the ball with one kick to Hiori Yo on the left wing.
Then.
He gave Hiori a look and took off like a cot.
The mont Hiori received the ball, he imdiately made his pass.
His captain's explosive power and sprinting speed were just too imnse. A mont's hesitation would result in Tendou being offside.
To keep up with Tendou's rhythm, he had to be like Isagi was back then.
Not thinking before acting, but completing the pass through conditioned reflexes.
For him, this was a huge challenge; he had never played with a player of such a high caliber before.
Stomp~
His left foot stomped hard on the turf, the muscles in his right leg tensing to their absolute limit!
Bang~
Under the terrified gazes of the JFU president and Buratsuta Hirotoshi.
Blue flas erupted from Hiori's eyes as the outside of his right boot connected cleanly with the ball.
An outside-of-the-boot pass!
Sent from the midfield, aid directly at the heart of the U-20 team's defense.
"Flow State?"
"He entered it just like that?"
Many were dumbfounded, not expecting Hiori to step into the realm of Flow so soon after coming on the field.
This was followed by a deep sense of frustration.
Especially for Isagi Yoichi. In all of Blue Lock, he had never t a player with better long passes or ga sense than Hiori.
And yet, a player like this needed to enter the Flow State just to keep up with Tendou.
It was truly disheartening!
Because Isagi had always seen Tendou as the goal he was chasing.
No one noticed his expression, as all eyes were focused on Tendou.
In the center.
Tendou sprinted straight ahead like a teor, a white line trailing in his wake.
It was the trace left behind by the Zone's signature lightning, unable to dissipate imdiately because of his incredible speed.
"Don't even think about it!" Niou Kazuma took the initiative to challenge him.
Known as the "Doberman," he had a body of brute muscle and was particularly good at "tearing into" opponents.
Instead of slowing, Tendou accelerated again, then, at the mont of contact, he quickly spun and slamd his back heavily into the opponent's chest.
"Ugh~"
The impact almost made Niou Kazuma spit out foam, but Tendou paid him no mind.
As the ball dropped, he used his right foot to flick it up like a shuttlecock.
The soccer ball traced a rainbow through the air, passing over both their heads, and Tendou spun to leave the defender behind.
"Neru, Miroku, get him together! Stop him no matter what!" Aiku roared as he charged forward, calling for his teammates to join him.
The three of them were the last line of defense for the U-20 team. If they were broken through, the consequences would be unimaginable.
Betting the pride of the U-20 team, he was going to subdue this "beast" before him.
At this mont, Aiku suddenly understood.
The newly joined Itoshi Sae was always complaining that their soccer was beyond saving because they couldn't et his standards.
Aiku had never refuted it.
Because the Japanese soccer he saw was indeed decaying.
He too was once a forward, holding the sa dream as those in Blue Lock: to beco the world's number one striker.
But that dream was shattered by his own coach.
Those adults always wanted players to play according to their wishes, instilling in them a will that was not their own.
He didn't resist back then. When the coach threatened him with his playing ti, Aiku chose to compromise. He moved from the forward position to the very back of the team, transforming from an attacking player to a defensive one.
The reason given was that his abilities were outstanding, and if he played in the back, the less capable forwards could play more freely.
And so.
He won. From middle school to high school, all the way to the U-20 national team where he beca captain.
He beca a genius player trusted by the fans.
But along the way, Aiku had long since lost himself, forgetting that his original dream was to be the world's number one striker.
By the ti he realized it, it was too late. He could no longer blossom into a different colored "flower."
Oliver Aiku had beco a player that could be "mass-produced" by modern soccer.
Such players could never beco number one, because they had long been "tad," lacking a self, lacking individuality.
Did he have regrets?
Of course, but knowing he could not return to the past, Aiku chose to continue living as a defender.
In order to personally destroy those mass-produced forwards!
And also, to witness with his own eyes the birth of a striker who could challenge the world!
"Bring it on, Tendou Kageyoshi!"
Aiku roared loudly, his eyes erupting with the sa flas as the Flow State.
He could already feel it. A true striker had been born.
It was this number 7 from Blue Lock right in front of him!
His talent was extraordinary, his personality flamboyant, and he was swayed by no one.
This was the player Oliver Aiku himself wanted to beco.
Because only such a player was qualified to challenge the world's strongest.
"What is this guy yelling about?"
All superfluous information was automatically filtered out by Tendou's brain.
All he knew was that this guy, who was clearly only 20 but looked as weary as a 40-year-old man, was shouting sothing.
Whatever.
Tendou couldn't be bothered with these pointless things anymore. Right now, he just wanted to showcase his abilities to the fullest.
The three-man pincer defense, from their positioning to the timing of their attack, was impeccable. Truly befitting of the U-20's core.
But...
"Domain Expansion!"
"Unlimited Void!"
Drip~
Like a single raindrop falling on a calm lake, ripples spread across the surface.
The minds of Aiku and the others, who had been filled with fighting spirit just a mont ago, instantly went blank.
And then ca...
"Thunderclap and Flash!"
Tendou exhaled a breath laced with lightning from the corner of his mouth, transforming into a bolt of lightning and blasting through the three-man pincer.
"He's past all three!"
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