In the world of football.
Some people are physically strong but technically crude.
Some have outstanding technique, but their bodies are too fragile.
To become a professional player.
One must possess both.
And this is merely the threshold for becoming a professional.
To become a superstar, you also need a one-in-ten-thousand talent.
If the combination of body and technique is just the entry requirement, then talent, that un-copyable thing, is a player's ceiling.
Isagi Yoichi was feeling this deeply at this moment.
His eyes could see it, and his brain could sketch out the battle scenario.
But he couldn't intervene.
Thwack~
Tendou suddenly shot out, snatched the ball, and got to it just before Noa.
Noa reacted quickly, turning on the spot and charging into him.
Tendou activated his Six Eyes, gathering all his strength and focusing it on a single point.
BANG!
Their shoulders collided squarely, and it was surprisingly an even match.
Of course.
Noa knew that he was the one who initiated the attack, while Tendou was on the receiving end.
In terms of physical confrontation, he had lost.
Tendou moved to accelerate, but Noa stuck to him like glue, using his hands to block and prevent Tendou from easily picking up speed.
"It's this feeling again."
It was absolutely terrible.
In the first match against Barça, Noa and Lavinho had engaged in this kind of battle that no one else could interfere with.
It was a battle of attack and defense between top-tier players, a seamless contest of individual ability where no one else could get involved.
At this moment.
Within Blue Lock, only a very small number of players could participate in their battle.
Prince was one of them.
But he had promised Tendou not to interfere and carry out a "righteous" two-on-one.
"For the first time ever, the data from the Big Data Analysis is much lower than when I faced Itoshi Sae."
Experience, technique, physicality.
In every aspect, Noa had reached the undeniable pinnacle.
If the Premier League emphasized physical confrontation and La Liga liked to play with flair, then the Bundesliga was somewhere in between.
While focusing on technique, they also did not forget to improve their physicality.
The stoic people of the "chariot country" would not let go of any opportunity to improve themselves.
Tendou moved the ball, performing a single-footed La Croqueta.
This gorgeous and elegant move forced Noa to backpedal immediately. He didn't dare to press, instead taking a machine-like half-step back.
Swoosh
Taking this opportunity, Tendou suddenly accelerated, but he immediately ran into Noa's block again.
While interfering with his body, his feet constantly went for the ball at Tendou's feet.
[He's amazing!]
[Is this kid really that good? Even Noa can't do anything to him?]
[Which eye of yours sees Noa not being able to do anything? Isn't that Man City kid unable to do whatever he wants right now?]
[That's right, the situation now is that Noa has the advantage. He's the defender.]
[But that kid from Man City is only 17!]
[...]
The BLTV audience perked up the moment Noa entered the field.
Especially the Bayern fans. The moment Noa came on, they applauded their team's star through their screens.
But things did not develop as they had expected.
Noa was unable to crush the cocky kid with overwhelming force; he was only able to gain a slight advantage.
"Innate Metavision."
"Your eyes are very special."
Noa had observed from the sidelines for a long time. Combined with his personal one-on-one confrontation, he was now completely certain that the kid in front of him possessed an invincible talent like Loki's.
Loki's talent was manifested in his inhuman speed.
Both his acceleration and his top speed.
And this kid in front of him, what he possessed were those eyes that could see through everything.
Noa had already forgotten when he had first grasped Metavision.
But it was definitely not earlier than Tendou.
Because the other party could see the world of Metavision from birth, something he had to work hard for years to achieve.
"If he is allowed to master Metavision consciously..."
Noa's heart couldn't help but beat a little faster.
Many people thought that, having become the world's number one, he no longer had anything to pursue.
In fact, with Messi and Ronaldo leaving the grand stage and Loki still being young, Noa was indeed the undisputed best in the world.
So he decided to cultivate one himself. Kaiser was the person he had chosen.
He hoped to cultivate Kaiser into a player who could push him to continue improving.
Yes.
Even as the world's number one, Noa still wanted to continue improving.
Such a person is terrifying, because their desires are endless.
"Everyone says that."
Tendou admitted it.
The Six Eyes gave him the qualification to challenge for the top spot in the Generation of Miracles.
This world would naturally be no exception.
As he spoke, his eyes shone as brightly as the stars, and every movement was like the shifting of planets.
Observation, tracking, analysis, seeing through...
While competing with Noa, his eyes were also constantly collecting information about him, feeding it back to his brain for deep-level analysis.
"Big Data Analysis..."
Not enough!
Just this was still not the true Metavision. It was not enough to step into the 5th dimension and overlook the entire pitch.
He had gathered enough data, and the Six Eyes and Big Data Analysis had predicted the future.
But what Tendou needed to do was to go one step further, to simulate beyond that.
On the field.
The two of them had unknowingly crossed the halfway line and advanced twenty meters.
No one around them came to disturb them.
Isagi clearly remembered that when he had interfered in the battle between Noa and Lavinho, he had ended up being used by Lavinho, causing his team to concede a goal.
Tap-tap-tap
Tendou erupted with a monstrous step frequency, 4 touches per second. Even Noa couldn't see through it.
Swoosh
Tendou turned into a streak of white light and shot past Noa's body.
But.
Noa immediately turned and caught up again.
"What kind of demonic body-turning technique is that!"
The player Isagi had seen with the fastest turn was Miroku.
Back then, he had relied on his rapid turns to make it difficult for his opponents to move.
But now.
Miroku's turn was worthless in front of Noa.
Forceful attack, tight defense.
Shifting positions.
Continuing the forceful attack, continuing the tight defense.
Tendou didn't pass, and Noa didn't ask for help from his Bayern teammates.
What should have been a proper football match was turned into a one-on-one duel, like a basketball bullfight.
7 seconds.
10 seconds.
15 seconds.
...
The two of them were like two wild beasts fighting on the green field.
But neither could find a way to defeat the other.
...
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