And now, he yearned to surpass Noah and become the true number one in the world!
On another note, Prince had also been affected by this match. He was already getting fired up watching it.
He wanted to take the field too and see exactly what Kira Ryosuke could accomplish.
"You guys did great. Your performance just now was truly impressive."
As Prince stepped forward, he took off his clothes, revealing an exaggeratedly muscular physique.
Beneath his rugged contours were chunks of muscle like massive boulders.
Just looking at him, anyone could tell how formidable Prince's body was.
"So cool..."
"What level is this guy's physique even at?"
"He must have forged it through countless trials..."
The moment everyone saw Prince's body, they began discussing it animatedly.
"Chris Prince has been given a yellow card for taking off his clothes on the field without permission."
At that moment, the announcement rang out as well.
Prince did not care. He had done it on purpose, wanting the entire world to see his powerful physique.
Prince wanted to attract everyone's attention—and he had the capital to do so!
Just as he had expected, Prince blew up across all kinds of social media the moment he took the field.
Almost every female fan went wild over Prince's appearance!
Simply because Prince had entered the field, his brands generated a massive number of orders in a short period.
Prince had achieved his goal.
"He only cares about showing off. He doesn't look like a coach at all."
Sitting in his chair, Noah watched Prince with an expressionless face.
"Yo, if it isn't Mr. Number One in the World? I haven't forgotten about last year's European Best Player award. It was decided by votes, and I regretfully came in second. If not for you, I