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Even with Vittorio blocking the path, Hiro didn’t slow down. Instead, he charged straight at him. Hiro knew he couldn’t afford to slow down after coming this far.

However, he couldn’t act recklessly either.

Having made it this far, all this effort would go down the drain if he lost the ball.

Like a shadow, Vittorio attached himself to Hiro. He wouldn’t let him out of sight and didn’t allow Hiro to lose him. Like before, he stuck with Hiro.

However, unlike before, he pressed Hiro this time. He wasn’t intending to keep him occupied. Instead, he was aiming for the ball.

Perhaps their earlier encounter had fueled his confidence. Now, he wouldn’t be satisfied with just keeping him occupied. He believed he could pin him down.

“You’re not as good as others make you look,” Vittorio sneered inside his heart before thrusting himself toward Hiro.

He wanted to limit Hiro’s space. Hence, he flung his arms to prevent himself from escaping. However, he was meticulous in doing so.

He couldn’t afford to foul him.

He had to make it seem like they were involved in a tussle.

Hiro could feel Vittorio’s arms pressing on him. He could feel them stopping him from moving. However, he couldn’t even bring himself to complain.

The pressure on him was mounting with every second.

Their shoulders stuck as both tried to overpower each other. Despite Vittorio’s impressive strength, Hiro wasn’t willing to back out.

“I won’t be able to keep this much longer,” Hiro gritted his teeth.

“You fool! Move closer to support him… Can’t you see him struggling?”

“What are you doing? Go and help him!”

The Madrid supporters cried out for help while Hiro struggled. They could tell that the situation was looking bleak.

The more the time passed, the more their frowns deepened.

However, others were locked down.

The opposition didn’t give them space to operate at all.

“This won’t do,” Hiro shifted the weight of his body and retracted his strength.

This sudden shift in the pressure caused some imbalance. However, Vittorio composed himself and adjusted to the sudden change in the pressure.

Hiro then ventured even deeper on the flanks after mispositioning Vittorio. He wanted to cut from the center. However, he was aware of his opponent’s tenacity.

Hence, he ventured further away from the post instead of cutting inside.

This allowed the others to adjust their position and provided them some room to operate. Taking advantage of the sudden shift, Madrid players adjusted their position.

Some ran to support Hiro while others ventured inside the box, preparing for a cross.

Hiro was once again at the center of attention.

Utilizing his talent, “Phantom Steps,” Hiro sprinted. This allowed him to widen the distance between himself and Vittorio.

However, the full-back was already waiting for him.

This cut his advantage short. Hiro couldn’t utilize his speed fully. Instead, he found himself in a much bigger predicament than before.

Before, he only had to worry about Vittorio.

Now, he also had to deal with the full-back before him. He was surrounded from the front and back. Even the path inside didn’t look favorable at all.

It wouldn’t be an overstatement to say that he was locked.

To the spectators, it even looked like he had dug his own grave.

The PSG supporters rejoiced at the sight and couldn’t help but grin. On the other hand, the Madrid supporters became even more worried. Their hearts sank, and their expressions paled seeing Hiro locked down.

In normal circumstances, they wouldn’t need to worry.

However, this match was difficult, and seeing him in such a situation only intensified their worries.

Both Vittorio and the full-back were rejoicing at the sight. They thought they had cornered Hiro, and he didn’t have anywhere to run now.

However, to their surprise, when Vittorio lunged from behind and the full-back from the front, Hiro rolled the ball to the left. Then he flicked the ball and struck it, causing it to bounce.

The ball hovered in the air before Hiro struck it with his heel.

None of the opposition could see this coming. Even Hiro’s teammates hadn’t seen this coming. Hence, this move from Hiro caught almost everyone off guard.

The audience was left mesmerized and flabbergasted. Their eyes widen in shock and awe. The crowd gasped as they witnessed Hiro’s magic unfold on the pitch.

Vittorio was stunned, his eyes wide in shock and panic.

“What the?”

“We had him cornered. Still, he manages to pull out such a move.”

The opposing supporters were too stunned to react.

Meanwhile, the ball hovered behind Vittorio’s back and found its way to Alvarez, who had broken free from his mark. He trapped the ball on his chest and collected it with ease.

Then, with a flick of his boot, he attempted a shot.

The defender close to him threw his feet, attempting to block the shot. However, the ball lofted past his foot and onto the flank.

“It’s not a shot?!”

The crowd was once again stunned.

It looked like he was attempting a volley. However, the ball just bounced off his foot. Perhaps, he had missed the shot.

From what they could see, he had missed the shot.

The opposing supporters were on the verge of rejoicing.

However, to everyone’s surprise, Hiro appeared again to collect the ball. Their hearts sank at the outcome, and their expressions turned pale.

This was just too much for them to process.

In a short period, he had stunned them too much.

Yet, before others could even react, Hiro blasted a powerful volley. The ball soared to the post, curling along the way.

The shooting angle was tight— almost impossible to score.

Hiro, however, was a man of miracles. He could execute things that seemed impossible to accomplish. He was what others called “Unpredictable”.

Common logic couldn’t explain him.

Cutting through the air, the ball evaded the outstretched reach of the opposing keeper before hitting the bar and bouncing inside the post.

The net rattled as the ball touched it.

GOAL!!!!