Chapter Seventy-Five: Today, I'll Cross the Summit of the World!

After Cavazos completed the interception, he immediately sent a long pass upfield, where England's top scorer, Black, had already been waiting for quite some time.

"It's impossible to let you receive the ball!"

Kunigami Rensuke shouted as he tried to compete with Black for the ball.

But the instant their bodies collided, Kunigami Rensuke felt as though he had slammed into a wall.

His physical ability and control over his center of gravity were on a level even Tokimitsu Aoshi could not match.

Black remained completely unmoved!

"You bastard... What kind of monster are you?!"

Kunigami Rensuke used all his strength, yet he still could not move Black even a centimeter.

"I'm not interested in men's bodies."

Black looked completely relaxed. He then turned around, using his broad shoulders to forcibly keep the physically powerful Kunigami Rensuke behind him while taking a powerful shot.

His target was Heavy Tank Silva, who had long since taken up position in front of the goal!

The burly Silva stood before the goal like a towering mountain. No matter how hard Nagi Seishiro tried, he still could not hold his position against him.

His physical ability was even more terrifying than Black's!

"Too scrawny, too scrawny! Do you people actually eat properly?! You're practically bean sprouts—one squeeze and you'll break!"

Silva laughed wildly. His physical advantage allowed him to easily receive Black's pass. While holding off Nagi Seishiro with one hand, he turned around. Even Nagi Seishiro, whose physique was far above average, posed no threat in his eyes. He was like dust floating in the air, scattering with a single blow.

"We're taking the lead!"

A smug expression spread across Silva's face as he prepared to shoot after turning around.

But at that moment, a figure suddenly appeared beside Silva.

"Is that so?"

Kira Ryosuke had already come back to defend!

The instant Silva turned around, Kira Ryosuke had closed in, with no intention of giving him room to turn.

"You conceited brat!"

Silva did not take Kira Ryosuke seriously at all. He prepared to rely on his physical strength to ram Kira Ryosuke away.

But the moment their bodies collided, Silva's expression changed.

At that instant, he felt as though he had crashed into a massive boulder.

"What?!"

For the first time, an astonished expression appeared on Silva's face.

He had not expected to lose the physical contest. Worse, because he had underestimated the impact of the collision, his balance was broken and he fell to the ground.

An opening!

Kira Ryosuke seized the instant Silva's center of gravity shifted and completed the interception!

"What?!"

Black and Cavazos both cried out in shock. Neither of them had expected Silva to be dispossessed by Kira Ryosuke.

Even if Silva had not entered his serious state completely, this should never have happened.

"Damn it, the ground was too slippery!"

Silva found an excuse to complain. He could not believe that he had actually been at a disadvantage in the physical clash.

It had to be because the ground was too slippery.

"What other excuse are you going to make for yourself, bean sprout?"

At that moment, Kira Ryosuke looked down at Silva lying on the ground. His gaze was sharp and cold, like a blade, as he spoke slowly.

He spoke in English.

Chapter Seventy-Five: Today, I'll Cross the Summit of the World!

"You bastard, so you can understand us?"

Silva stared fixedly at Kira Ryosuke, a hint of surprise in his eyes.

"Yes, I can understand you."

Kira Ryosuke smiled at him and replied in a calm voice. He stood on the ball, in no hurry to attack.

"Although they call you Heavy Tank, you're much weaker than I imagined. You're not hurt, are you, bean sprout? Should I help you up?"

"You bastard, don't get cocky! The ground was just too slippery!"

Silva was furious, and even the corners of his eyes twitched. He clenched his fists until his joints cracked, then finally stood up from the ground.

"Then try and catch me."

Kira Ryosuke merely said this indifferently before setting off toward the opponents' half.

The counterattack had begun!

"Did that Silva guy actually lose to someone physically? How is that possible?"

Cavazos said incredulously.

"That's impossible. He must have simply slipped."

Black said this as his expression gradually turned serious.

"This guy is unbelievably arrogant. Let's teach him a little lesson and show him the true difference between us."

Kira Ryosuke had already crossed midfield, and Black moved forward to mark him.

His expression was extremely serious, completely different from his earlier carelessness.

"Those guys are angry..."

Niko Ikki swallowed nervously. He could sense that the opponents had become serious.

Just now, Roki had casually crushed their defensive line all by himself. This team still had four others on the same level as him. If all of them became serious, just how terrifying would the situation become?

Just as Niko Ikki was at a loss, a hand came to rest on his shoulder.

It was Bachira Meguru.

"Kira has already stepped fearlessly into the realm of the world's best. We can't hold him back!"

Bachira Meguru said this with a smile.

"Yeah."

Niko Ikki nodded, then followed the other teammates behind Kira Ryosuke as they charged into the opponents' half.

Kira Ryosuke had now arrived in front of Black. Black moved toward him of his own accord, his gaze becoming intensely focused and completely different from his earlier nonchalance.

"Kid, let me show you the true difference between us."

Black spoke slowly. His strategy was very clear: he intended to initiate physical contact with Kira Ryosuke.

Although Black believed Silva could not possibly have been overpowered by Kira Ryosuke, Silva had lost his balance and fallen to the ground just now, so Black still wanted to verify it personally.

Besides, Kira Ryosuke had answered Silva verbally. Black could not accept someone like him rubbing it in against his team. As an international superstar, he had to win back their dignity.

He had to teach this guy a proper lesson!

"Hey, Black, there's no need for that."

Cavazos shouted, but Black ignored him completely.

Black had already closed in on Kira Ryosuke. This defensive style was intensely oppressive. With his exquisite technique and outstanding physical ability, he could easily force an attacker into making a mistake.

It could be said that within Blue Lock, almost nobody could get past Black in a one-on-one situation.

That was the absolute difference in physical ability.

Most people facing this kind of close marking would first slow down, then look for another chance to break through.

But Kira Ryosuke did not slow down at all. Without the slightest attempt to evade him, he directly made physical contact with Black.

"He didn't slow down. Is he trying to prevent Silva from coming in for a pincer attack from behind?!"

Cavazos cried out in surprise. Beside him, Luna knitted his brows.

"No. This guy isn't worried about Silva. He simply accepted Black's challenge. He wants to get past Black head-on in a one-on-one!"

As another world-class player, Luna understood Black's individual defensive ability extremely well. To sixteen- or seventeen-year-old children, he was an insurmountable mountain.

Yet at this moment, Kira Ryosuke fearlessly engaged Black in close combat.

Black leaned forward and quickly thrust out a foot like a sharp spear, stabbing directly at the soccer ball beneath Kira Ryosuke's feet. But Kira Ryosuke reacted swiftly, immediately pulling the ball back with his right foot and keeping it under his control.

"Not bad judgment."

Black praised him instinctively. Even players who had already reached the international stage might lose their composure when facing pressure of his caliber. Yet Kira Ryosuke remained extremely calm, showing no panic and controlling the rhythm of his movements exceptionally well.

With that single move, Black realized that Kira Ryosuke was absolutely no ordinary player, certainly not the mediocre opponent they had expected.

"In that case, let's turn up the pressure!"

An excited smile appeared on Black's face. He adopted an even more aggressive position and leaned forward, trying to use his shoulder and arm to disrupt Kira Ryosuke's balance.

But the instant his shoulder touched Kira Ryosuke, it felt as though he had collided with a bronze wall of iron.

Perhaps he could not compare to a monster like Silva, but Black's physical ability could still be described as explosive.

Even so, he gained no advantage from Kira Ryosuke.

"What's with this guy?!"

Black was extremely surprised. The instant their bodies touched, he realized that Silva absolutely had not fallen because the ground was too slippery.

This guy's physical ability had truly reached a frightening level!

"Looks like you're not all that impressive either, old man. Did you become weak from abusing your body too much?"

Kira Ryosuke still looked completely relaxed as he glanced at Black beside him.

"You little brat!"

Black was thoroughly enraged, and the fury in his heart suddenly surged.

Originally, they had only signed a contract with Ego Jinpachi to evaluate the players in Blue Lock. For a top-level player like Black, this was practically free money. He only needed to go through the motions.

But Black had never expected a match that should have held no suspense to force him to become serious.

Black continued shifting his center of gravity, pressing his entire weight against Kira Ryosuke and using his body to produce even greater force, further pressuring his opponent.

Yet he still gained no advantage, as though an ordinary person were trying to shake a mountain.

At that moment, Kira Ryosuke accelerated further. He practically carried Black's entire weight as he strode forward.

His speed gradually increased, while the ball remained firmly under his control. Black, however, gradually failed to keep up. His body lost its balance, and he was thrown behind.

"Damn brat."

Black cursed. Although he was unwilling to accept it, he had to admit one thing in his heart: in this exchange, he had lost to Kira Ryosuke.

"He actually beat Black! Black didn't look like he was holding back just now!"

Seeing Black get past, Cavazos immediately moved forward to cover. Although his physical ability was inferior to Black's and Silva's, he possessed agility and technique superior to everyone else. That was why he had been able to steal the ball from Bachira Meguru so easily.

Kira Ryosuke saw Cavazos coming to defend, but he did not slow down. He still chose to charge past the other man's side.

"Is he trying to force his way past me with speed? His physical ability is impressive, but he's still too inexperienced. As long as I find the right moment to close in, I can complete the interception."

Cavazos thought this as he adjusted his posture, carefully watching Kira Ryosuke's dribbling rhythm and searching for the perfect moment to steal the ball.

He didn't slow down. It looks like he isn't planning to change direction. That'll make him easier to dispossess!

As he thought, Cavazos leaned his body backward.

But just as Kira Ryosuke was about to make contact with Cavazos, he suddenly came to a halt!

A sudden stop!

This move tested a player's core strength and balance far more than it appeared to. Through his exceptional sense of rhythm, Kira Ryosuke created a decent amount of space for himself.