"Can you stop even this? But don't underestimate me!"
Cavazos reacted extremely quickly. Because he was relatively light, his inertia was also lower. He planted one foot firmly on the ground to forcefully maintain his balance, then immediately pressed forward, giving Kira Ryosuke no chance to break through.
Cavazos had already gotten serious. His entire attention was focused on Kira Ryosuke.
"Looks like there really are some extraordinary players in Blue Lock."
Cavazos spoke with complete seriousness,
"Your movement rhythm is excellent, even better than that guy's just now. On top of that, your physique seems quite good too. You'll have a bigger stage in the future."
"Perhaps. But my goal right now is to win in the present."
Kira Ryosuke answered with a smile.
"Although you're strong, it's impossible for you to beat us. The result of this match is built on your failure."
"After all, if you lose, you won't get a single cent, right?"
Kira Ryosuke narrowed his eyes slightly,
"Victory and defeat are common in war. Don't blame me for this."
"What an arrogant bastard!"
The moment Cavazos finished speaking, Kira Ryosuke moved again.
Like Bachira Meguru, he used a stepover, constantly circling both legs around the ball—but his movements were faster than Bachira Meguru's, and his rhythm was even better.
Cavazos was highly focused. He felt pressure from Kira Ryosuke's movements, pressure no weaker than what he experienced in his own league.
Excellent rhythm, high frequency, and no opening for a tackle. What a troublesome opponent.
Cavazos thought as he leaned forward, repeatedly stretching out his foot to probe at Kira Ryosuke.
Not only that, Black and Silva had already closed in from behind. As long as they delayed him for a few seconds, they could completely block Kira Ryosuke!
But Kira Ryosuke absolutely would