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Chapter 135: Giant Killer · Oct 10, 2026

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101 Chapter 101: A Run Of Games [Real Betis] 2 2026-10-10
102 Chapter 102: Rift 2026-10-10
103 Chapter 103: A Run Of Games [Rcd Mallorca] 1 2026-10-10
104 Chapter 104: A Run Of Games [RCD Mallorca] 2 2026-10-10
105 Chapter 105: The Footballing World Is Watching 2026-10-10
106 Chapter 106: If Only They Knew 2026-10-10
107 Chapter 107: They Won’t Know What Hit Them 2026-10-10
108 Chapter 108: A Goal In Just 8 Minutes 2026-10-10
109 Chapter 109: 2026-10-10
110 Chapter 110: Reversing The Score 2026-10-10
111 Chapter 111: Take A Bow 2026-10-10
112 Chapter 112: A Little Bit Of System 2026-10-10
113 Chapter 113: Young Leader 2026-10-10
114 Chapter 114: Training Before Matchday 2026-10-10
115 Chapter 115: Stunned. 2026-10-10
116 Chapter 116: Stunned [2]: Again 2026-10-10
117 Chapter 117: Valencia’s Attacking Prowess 2026-10-10
118 Chapter 118: A Masterpiece On The Canvas Of The Net 2026-10-10
119 Chapter 119: First Copa Del Rey Match 2026-10-10
120 Chapter 120: Valencia Youth. [Sosa] 2026-10-10
121 Chapter 121: Putting In The Work 2026-10-10
122 Chapter 122: First Half at the Estadio Nuevos Los Cármenes 2026-10-10
123 Chapter 123: Another Great Performance 2026-10-10
124 Chapter 124: Attention Shifts To The Ballon d’Or Ceremony 2026-10-10
125 Chapter 125: Meeting Jude 2026-10-10
126 Chapter 126: Return 2026-10-10
127 Chapter 127: A Week Of Dedication 2026-10-10
128 Chapter 128: Preparations. 2026-10-10
129 Chapter 129: Anticipated Game 2026-10-10
130 Chapter 130: Armed To The Teeth 2026-10-10
131 Chapter 131: First Blood Drawn At The Bernabéu 2026-10-10
132 Chapter 132: Calma 2026-10-10
133 Chapter 133: Half-time At The Bernabéu 2026-10-10
134 Chapter 134: Attack On Madrid 2026-10-10
135 Chapter 135: Giant Killer 2026-10-10
136 Chapter 136: This Is Bad 2026-10-10
137 Chapter 137: Injury Woes 2026-10-10
138 Chapter 138: Club Activities 2026-10-10
139 Chapter 139: Birthday Boy 2026-10-10
140 Chapter 140: Winning At Life 2026-10-10
141 Chapter 141: Recovery 2026-10-10
142 Chapter 142: Signature Boots 2026-10-10
143 Chapter 143: Daunting Fixture 2026-10-10
144 Chapter 144: QuickFire 2026-10-10
145 Chapter 145: Another Goal 2026-10-10
146 Chapter 146: Back With A Bang 2026-10-10
147 Chapter 147: Speculation 2026-10-10
148 Chapter 148: Fèliz Navidad 2026-10-10
149 Chapter 149: 2026-10-10
150 Chapter 150: New Year’s Resolution 2026-10-10

Chapter 135: Giant Killer

”Goooaaaalllllllll. Valencia are back within one. Nice team player by Valencia. Is this the start of a comeback”

The remaining Valencia fans, who hadn’t left, cheered at the top of their lungs as they saw their team pull another goal back.

Diego López quickly sensed the urgency and picked the ball back to the kickoff spot.

The Real Madrid players dragged themselves back slowly but eventually to restart the match.

.....

The cheers in the stadium rose a notch, influenced by the Valencia Fans who had been revived by the goal from Diego Lopez.

”We can still draw”.

”We are not dead yet”

”Vamos Los Ches”.

The fans rallied behind the players who could also feel the adrenaline coursing their bodies.

After the restart, Real Madrid started their time-wasting antics, but Valencia was having none of it as they continued to push forward.

Picking up a loose ball at the edge of his box, Izan glanced sharply at the clock on the LED boards, which showed the 87th-minute mark.

With a huge sigh, Izan passed the ball to Javi Guerra in the middle. The Valencian defensive midfielder showed urgency by launching the ball forward.

Hugo Duro, surrounded by a couple of Real Madrid players, fought for the ball as it descended.

Ultimately, Rudiger got to the ball heading it towards Arda Guler who had come on for Modric.

The ball, however, never got to the Turkish midfielder courtesy of Izan, who jumped and intercepted the ball.

Izan looked for a way to slip the ball through the Real Madrid gaps but they weren’t a top team for nothing.

There were almost no passing gaps so Izan decided to retreat for a bit and passed the ball back to Hugo Guillamón.

As Izan started to make a run, he glanced behind him, deciding to show where he needed the ball but what he saw made his eyes go wide open.

Hugo Guillamón had lost the ball to Jude Bellingham after trying to push forward.

Unfortunately, Jude Bellingham’s timely interception won Madrid the ball.

With the ball at his feet, Jude pushed forward sharply forcing the remaining Valencia players to retreat.

It was now 4 against 3 for Real Madrid. The Valencia defence tried to stall for time, but it was fruitless as Jude Bellingham slid the ball behind the Valencia defensive line.

Correira tried racing against Vinicius for the ball, knowing well enough what would happen, but he still tried to get close enough to hold Vinícius’s jersey.

Unfortunately, Vinicius was way faster than Correira, resulting in the Brazilian getting to the ball before the defender.

At this time, the Valencia fans had resigned to their fate. With the outside of his foot, Vinicius slipped the ball to Jude Bellingham.

Marmadashvili came out seeing the ball going Bellingham’s way, only to find the ball lifted over his head.

The whole stadium watched on, Real Madrid fans on their feet, waiting to celebrate.

The whole stadium watched on as the ball got to the goal line, but a sudden wave of gaps across the stadium made Jude, who was getting ready to celebrate, halt in his steps.

He turned around only to find Izan’a’s foot in contact with the ball. With his teeth gritted in determination, Izan scooped the ball before it fully went over the goal line.

Bellingham put his hands over his head but it wasn’t time for that. The ball was still with Izan.

[Heart rate, abnormality detected#%@]

[System suggest host relax-◇$▪︎;$#]

[Re-calibrating]

”Ding, [FLOW state activated]

”Whoooooohhhh”, Izan exhaled sharply, his breath escaping in a quick, forceful gust that seemed to carry the weight of his thoughts, which were on a rampage.

His chest heaved slightly, and his jaw tightened, the sound of the exhale cutting through the tension in the air.

It was the kind of breath that spoke of frustration, determination and the effort of holding something back.

If one was near him, they’d see that his sea blue eyes now had a tint of silver to them.

Brahim Diaz approached Izan in hopes of forcing the goal but Izan was still looking down

[Speedster trait activated]

Looking up, Izan’s eyes met Brahim Diaz’s, causing the latter to tense up a bit. ”What is it with those eyes” he muttered under his breath.

[Trickster trait Activated]

With a sharp flick, Izan sent the ball to the left, causing Brahim Diaz to follow, but Izan was never going that way as he added another flick to the right, performing an elastico.

[Host’s pace is now 98], the system reminded after Izan got away from Brahim Diaz.

The Valencia fans, who all thought they had conceded, screamed in ecstasy when Izan got the ball out of danger.

”Defensa Defensa, ¡centrense en la Defensa!!![Defence Defence, focus on Defence!!!] Carlo Ancelotti screamed from the touchline.

The Real Madrid Defensive line was now way over the halfway line. The defenders started retreating but Izan was already on a rampage.

With a sharp twist and turn, Izan manoeuvred around Eduardo Camavinga.

The Valencia fans roared on as Izan passed the ball to Gaya who was running beside but behind him.

Now without the ball, Izan shot forward. He showed where he needed the ball with his hands and Gaya served well as he slid the ball behind.

Ferland Mendy ran towards Izan, trying to use his speed to intercept but it was no competition as Izan shot forward with the ball.

Ferland Mendy, aware of his speed, gave chase, but the gap was only widening and widening.

The whole stadium rose to their feet, the Valencia fans thinking about what would happen if Izan could score.

With his steps eating up the pitch, Izan got to the edge of the box where he was pressed by Carvajal and Rüdiger.

If this were any other time, Izan would have had a hard time slipping past them but in his FLOW state, things were a bit easier.

Rüdiger was the first, lunging towards the ball with his right leg but Izan dragged the ball to the right before slotting it through Rüdiger’s leg.

With the ball a bit far from Izan’s reach, Carvajal went for it, but all he saw was the ball slipping through his legs.

”Mother-” Cavarjal tried to say, but the novel is for the General audience, so he was halted by the author.

It was now a do-or-die situation for both defenders, so they tried to grab Izan, but Izan was as slippery as an eel.

Now, away from the two, Izan came face to face with Courtois. The Belgian giant made himself big enough to cover the gaps, but as fate would have it, Izan watched a lot of Messi’s magic.

Dragging his right leg behind, Izan slotted the ball between the keeper’s legs as Rudiger tried to reach the ball.

His challenge caught Izan square on the ankle, but the adrenaline made Izan a bit immune to pain. The whole stadium watched in silence as the ball crossed the line.

”Goooaaaaaaaaaaaaaalallllllllllllllllaaaaasssssoooooo. Never write him off. On a one-man mission, Izan has levelled the score for Valencia.

I cannot believe it. Look at him. He is HIM. The giant killer. Valencia have risen from their ruins.

It’s Real Madrid 3, Valencia 3” The commentator channelled his inner Peter Dury as he went on.

Izan saw his teammates running from behind and with that, he also headed towards the corner flag. ”I’m gonna do it”, he thought as he took off his shirt.

Right in front of the Real Madrid fans, Izan showed his name on the back of his jersey.

”Remember this name. That’s what Izan says:” The commentator gave his input.

The Real Madrid fans couldn’t help but stare at Izan, looking dejected. ”How much would he cost” an old man in the VIP section of the stadium muttered under his breath.

The fans who had left the stadium watched the match from their phones ever since they heard Valencia pull one back but the equaliser did it for them.

”My lucky charm,” Ruben Baraja said as he let go of the suffocating Assistant Coach Moreno. The latter held his neck while taking deep breaths.

He glared at Baraja who laughed it off. In the city of Valencia, a crowd had formed in front of a large screen watching the match, and after Izan’s goal, almost the whole city exploded into life.

The Santiago Bernabéu was now a cauldron of emotions.

After getting up from the pile of players, Izan looked in the location of Olivia and blew a kiss towards her.

”I think he saw us” Olivia said with a slight blush. Valerie looked at her infatuated friend before shaking her head.

Going back to his position, Izan saw the referee coming his way and smiled at the official.

The official smiled back before showing Izan a yellow card for his jersey removal.

The Real Madrid players were now struggling to even stand up.

Although a draw wasn’t bad, it wasn’t a good result for them either, as they came into this game intending to win.

But they had let it slip through their grasp. Jude Bellingham, who was kicking off, glanced at Izan once more.

With a huge sigh, he looked at his teammates and passed after the referee’s whistle sounded.

”Fweeeee Fweeeeee fweeeeeeeeee”

The referee glanced at his watch while blowing the whistle bringing the game to a close.

A/n: Second of the day. Have fun reading and I’ll see you Tomorrow, hopefully.

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