Noah continued.
"Indeed. It seems you've found a suitable successor as well..."
"No, not a successor."
Noah shook his head, glancing at Kira Ryosuke from the corner of his eye.
"He isn't my successor. He's someone who, in the future—no, perhaps even now—has already surpassed me."
"Is that so?"
Snuffy narrowed his eyes slightly. This was the first time he had seen the arrogant Noah give someone such high praise.
Someone even Noah was willing to yield the title of the world's second-best to...
"Interesting."
Snuffy smiled, then turned around to face the members of Jubilo and raised his right hand.
"Jubilo, advance!"
"The master's taking the field."
A look of anticipation appeared on Aiku's face.
"Yes, yes, Lord Snuffy!"
Lorenzo shouted without hesitation, seeming even more eager for the match to continue.
"Pass to me properly and watch me become Jubilo's new king."
Barou Shoei answered expressionlessly.
From this moment on, Jubilo's counterattack began!
The match restarted from midfield, and Snuffy quickly carried the ball across the halfway line.
Snuffy had taken Niko Ikki's position, organizing the attack himself!
Hyouri Yo immediately stepped up to mark him—but before he had any chance to react, Snuffy used a simple yet exquisite Cruyff Turn to get past him.
The movement was clean and decisive, like a sharp blade.
"How incredible!"
Hyouri Yo let out an involuntary gasp of admiration.
Although Hyouri Yo was among the upper tier of players in Blue Lock in terms of overall ability, the gap between him and a world-class player like Snuffy was enormous. Even if he guessed what his opponent might do, he still had no way to stop him.
That level of ability was simply terrifying...
Snuffy had now brushed past Hyouri Yo with ease and continued charging toward Bayern Munich's goal!
"Don't think