"I wanted so badly to play in the next match that I got carried away and widened the score."
"If I'm not mistaken, both we and Blue Lock will finish first in our groups, right? Then we shouldn't meet in the next round. I probably won't play then."
Nadooni wore a relaxed smile, but there was no arrogance in it. It was as if defeating the France Team were nothing more than a trivial matter that had naturally fallen into place.
Because of his presence on the field, the France Team had no chance to fight back at all. It had been nothing short of a one-sided slaughter...
"This guy's a monster... The strongest player on the Brazil Team isn't Sintana?"
Pierre looked at Nadooni's back, his eyes filled with despair.
Nadooni, meanwhile, took out his phone and began watching the live broadcast of Blue Lock's match.
After confirming the list of teams advancing from the group stage, he had lost most of his interest in this round.
In his eyes, even Schneider of the Germany Team could not be considered an opponent. The only person he cared about was Kira Ryosuke.
At the same time, in Spain.
A blond boy was watching the match without blinking. He had just witnessed the moment Kira Ryosuke activated God of Fire and Thunder and scored.
"This person is amazing..."
"Watching him makes my blood boil."
"I almost feel like playing soccer again."
The boy had an exquisitely beautiful, angelic face as he smiled and muttered to himself.
"What a pity. Spain didn't manage to break through to the main tournament this time... But the World Cup is coming soon. Perhaps things will be different then."
The boy named Michael said this.
Back on the field, the Uruguay team began organizing