A simultaneous block from Noa, Isagi Yoichi, and Kaiser.
And behind them stood Gagamaru Gin.
Such a defensive line was airtight, with absolutely no angle for a shot.
Yet Tendou still chose to shoot.
"Release~"
With a cold snort, the originally dark screen was pierced by a flash of white light.
Noa instinctively sensed danger and resolutely went for the block.
But the speed of Tendou's shot was too fast.
Exceeding 17 meters per second, the moment you saw him wind up, the ball was already gone.
"A brilliant dribble!"
"The number 7 from Man City is single-handedly breaking into the dragon's den!"
"He played with the Bayern defenders, treating them like training cones to get past, and even used them to block the world's number one!"
"He cuts into the box!"
"A chance!"
"No chance! Bayern's defense recovered too quickly!"
"A three-man block, with the goalkeeper behind them! There's literally no angle to shoot!"
"He's going to pass... he's shooting!"
Amidst the astonished cries of the commentators from all nations, Tendou took the shot with lightning speed.
The ball flew past the outstretched legs of Noa, Kaiser, and Isagi towards the Bayern goal.
Behind them, Gagamaru had already covered every possible angle.
Even a shot into the top corner, he was confident he could save it.
However.
CLANG~
The ball, spinning violently, struck the crossbar.
"Too forced!"
"That shot was way too forced!"
"He had no shooting angle at all!"
"He should have passed that ball!"
The commentators were still lamenting Tendou's unwise, overly forced, and even somewhat selfish decision.
He should have passed the ball to a teammate with a better opportunity.
With Prince's shooting ability, a long shot from outside the box would have had a much higher chance of success than Tendou's attempt.
However.
Just as the Man City players were sighing, the figure of Tendou, who had just taken the shot, suddenly took off again.
Zzzzt~
Inside the Bayern penalty area, a rushing thunderbolt bloomed.
Tendou started at extreme speed, flashing past Kaiser's side.
And the ball.
The ball that Tendou had kicked, after spinning on the crossbar for a brief moment, miraculously rebounded to the vicinity of the six-yard box.
The landing point of the ball.
It was exactly where Tendou was running.
"What?!"
Noa's expression finally changed.
This wasn't a real shot. His true purpose was to pass.
But this pass wasn't for anyone else on Man City, but for Tendou himself.
This pass was art, and it was magic!
And this was another of the genius Fuji Shusuke's counters.
The White Whale!
"A genius pass!"
"A genius idea!"
"My God, how did he think of this? How did he even kick that ball?"
Guardiola covered his bald head with both hands, his face full of amazement.
"It's over!"
The hearts of the Bayern players sank.
A direct shot from near the six-yard box, no matter how fast Gagamaru reacted, it would be impossible to block it.
"It's not over yet!"
From a distance, Yukimiya Kenyu roared as he charged into the box.
Then, he threw his body forward, using it to plug the gap.
"Yukimiya!"
The Bayern players came back to life, seeing a glimmer of hope.
But.
Thwack~
Tendou, meeting the ball, didn't shoot. Instead, he stopped and feinted, dodging Yukimiya's suicidal defense.
Rumble~
Isagi's mind went blank.
"This guy... what kind of monster is he!"
The scalps of Bayern's Grimm and the others tingled; they felt like they were going to suffocate.
In such a tense moment, he still had the presence of mind to make extra moves.
"Is his heart made of iron?"
Compared to Noa, this number 7 from Man City was more like a robot.
BANG!
Tendou shot for the second time, swinging his tautly muscled right leg, concentrating all his power into one point and releasing it onto the ball.
The immense force caused the ball to distort violently.
Gagamaru couldn't even make a move to save it.
However.
"Well done, Blue Lock's Yukimiya Kenyu!"
At the moment of despair, Noa suddenly appeared on the ball's downward trajectory.
He also threw his body, and just as the ball was about to completely cross the goal line, he blocked it with his instep.
"A world-class clearance!"
"That is absolutely a world-class clearance!"
"Noel Noa, he has saved Bayern Munich!"
"This is the Ballon d'Or winner, the current world's number one!"
"You can always trust him!"
The commentators felt like they were about to run out of breath. So much had happened in such a short time during this chaotic scramble in the box.
Tendou's genius pass, his robot-like composure, and Noa's world-class clearance—every single moment was worth savoring.
But.
Thwack~
Lady Luck did not smile upon Bayern Munich.
The ball blocked by Noa landed at the feet of the one person it shouldn't have.
"As expected!"
"In the end, the one to put a perfect end to this match is me!"
"The most perfect player, Chris Prince!"
Prince broke into a wide grin, his pupils already darkened...
The Bayern defenders still wanted to struggle, but he easily pushed them aside to get to the ball, and upon reaching it, he shot.
BANG!
The emotions of the Bayern players were on a rollercoaster.
Facing Prince's shot, the only one they could rely on now was Gagamaru.
However.
Prince had developed this shot specifically to defeat Noa.
In terms of rationality, Prince knew he would never be Noa's match, so he chose the most irrational shot.
The ball he kicked, while flying at high speed, had absolutely no spin.
With a ball like that, Gagamaru couldn't possibly judge its final landing spot.
Because it was a no-spin shot, the ball's trajectory would be erratic during its flight.
This was a shot that not even Prince himself knew where it would go.
Gagamaru reacted quickly and dived to his left, because he saw the ball suddenly swerve to the left.
But as he made his move, the ball bizarrely swerved back to the right, tracing an "S" shape in the air.
Swish~
Goal. Prince scored the final goal, helping Manchester City defeat Bayern.
Gagamaru was powerless against this kind of shot.
Let alone him, even peak Buffon or Neuer would have had a hard time saving a shot like that.
Because this was the completely unpredictable butterfly ball!
"GOAL~"
Four English letters lit up on the corner screen.
As soon as Prince saw the ball go in, he immediately ran towards a camera.
In the process, he very naturally took off his jersey, revealing the muscles that even he himself was infatuated with.
He spread his arms, as if he could feel the cheers of the fans through the screen.
However.
What greeted him was the merciless whistle of the electronic referee.
Yellow card!
And then, two yellows turned into a red. In just a few short minutes, the Man City master striker, because of his own flashiness, had earned himself a "God of War card."
According to the rules, having received a red card, he was suspended.
Prince remembered he had a yellow card, but scoring the winning goal and personally taking down his nemesis Noa had made him too excited, and it had completely slipped his mind.
Prince turned his head to look at Tendou, contributing a meme-worthy expression that made one not know whether to laugh or cry.
"Idiot!" Tendou was speechless.
In the real world.
The bullet comments were filled with happy laughter.
They were all successfully amused by this goofball, Prince.
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