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Chapter 779: The Battle Of Friends V

Hiro sidestepped with the ball, outsmarting his opponent and leaving him unable to move. Both of them fell hard on the ground.

The referee witnessed the collision firsthand. However, he couldn’t bring himself to stop that match. Hence, he ignored the sight and started to chase Hiro.

Hiro didn’t waste a second, jolting like a bolt of lightning.

The audience gasped at the sight while the opposition panicked.

Though his opponent had managed to slow him down to some extent, it didn’t matter to Hiro as he recovered the lost momentum in an instant.

He rallied from the right wing before breaching the opposing defensive third.

While Hiro marched towards him, Shun held his ground as he rolled his pupils, looking for spaces the others had missed.

"To your left!"

He shouted as he spotted Julian.

However, considering the predicament, most of his teammates couldn’t even hear him. Their gaze remained fixed on Hiro, who had been charging at them like the reaper prepared to unleash a catastrophe upon them.

Faced with their lack of response, Shun could just bite his lips and brace himself.

’Tch—"

He tightened his glutes as he lowered his chest. He spread his arms wide, preparing himself for the incoming threat.

His brows knitted as he fixed his gaze on Hiro.

Then one of their defenders rushed in to intercept Hiro. However, Hiro avoided him with ease as he sidestepped him like he was some trash on the roadside.

Even so, he couldn’t bring himself to admit defeat. Hence, he stretched his arms, attempting to pull him.

Desperate, he reached out his arms, attempting to grab Hiro’s shirt.

However, having lost balance, he failed to land a grip on him. Hence, even that desperate attempt of his succumbed.

Hiro didn’t even feel the tug and kept going.

Upon tricking his opponent, he cut inside.

’Shit!’ Shun’s expression contorted as he witnessed the failed attempt of his teammate to stop Hiro.

’What’s it going to be now?’

Before, he had a clear route. Had his teammate forced him further into the flanks, Hiro wouldn’t have a lot of options other than to make a cross or break inside from the flanks.

However, now that he had avoided the tackle, he had many more options than before.

Even worse, he was in one of his favorite positions to shoot.

’Is it going to be a pass or a direct attempt?’

Shun ransacked his mind, attempting to predict Hiro’s next move.

Had he been an egoist, he would have just prepared himself for the strike, but since Hiro was an excellent passer himself, he found it even more difficult to predict his movements.

Even after sharing the same pitch with him for a long time, he still couldn’t see through that mind of his.

’Whatever!’

He gritted his teeth as he steadied himself.

He clutched his hand before releasing the tension in it. Then he fixed his gaze on Hiro as he took his stance.

Whilst still cutting inside, Hiro noticed another defender rushing towards him. He also noticed his teammates. However, their positions didn’t convince him to pass the ball to them.

Hence, he started warming up his legs.

He planted one of his feet on the ground while stretching the other. The planted foot stored power like the coiled string.

Then he threw his arms as he twisted his body before unleashing a terror that sent shockwaves rippling through the surface of the ball.

The ball quivered under the pressure before soaring towards heaven.

’Shoot!’

Realization dawned on Shun as he figured out Hiro’s next move. Even if there were options available, most of the time he opted for a direct approach from one such position.

Even now, it wasn’t different either.

He took his chances.

Upon figuring out Hiro’s intention, he moved forward to stop the ball before it attained a height he couldn’t reach.

From such an angle, Hiro tended to shoot a curved shot aimed at the top corner.

However, the thing that made his curved shot special was that it dropped after reaching its maximum height. Hence, if he wanted to stop this shot of Hiro, he had to stop it before it attained its maximum.

This pushed him to leave his post and attempt to cut the trajectory of the ball before it attained its maximum height.

Shun dashed forward as his pupils flared with determination.

Then he leapt from the ground with his arms outstretched.

The stadium held its breath at his desperate attempt to stop the shot. With their defense beaten, he was their last line of defense, and the opposing fans couldn’t help but place their faith in him.

The game hadn’t even reached its climax, yet the thrill was making their blood boil.

Despite his short stature as compared to most giants in his position, Shun had impressive jumping ability. He could leap like a grasshopper to a height others would find hard to believe.

Utilizing the force in his legs, he leapt like a grasshopper, his gaze fixed on the ball.

The ball spun like the rings of Saturn itself as it arched.

’Is it a dud?’

The crowd stressed, their brows knitted.

The ones who had food in their mouth stopped chewing, and the ones who were drinking paused their drinking as the entire stadium turned its attention to this brilliant moment before them.

Shun with his limbs stretched and Hiro with his superb shot.

The battle of friends had just started.

The showdown of spear and shield.

Though the shot was paced with power and precision, Shun didn’t waver. Instead, he faced it head-on.

"Blocked!"

The commentators erupted.

The ball touched the tip of Shun’s gloves before bouncing elsewhere.

Though Shun had managed to stop Hiro’s shot, he couldn’t stop his fall, for he had leapt too much. He landed hard on the ground with his ribs hitting the cold floor underneath.

The crash sent a jolt of pain spreading through his body.

However, he pushed through the pain and pushed himself to stand. Though he managed to block the shot, he knew the threat was far from over.

Hence, he pushed himself against the pain.