Blue lock: The God of the field

Master class showcase of skill (114)

Nakada received the ball before smiling, he then looked at Bachira, and just like a telepathic link seemed to have been made between Nakada and Bachira.

Nakada and Bachira, with their unparalleled chemistry, danced across the field as if they shared a telepathic connection.

The defenders from the opposing team were left dazed and disoriented, unable to predict the duo's dazzling display of skill.

Nakada, the embodiment of creativity, initiated the sequence. He began by gently caressing the ball with the outside of his foot, sending it on an unpredictable trajectory that spun away from the defender's lunging tackle.

With a flick of his heel, he redirected the ball behind him, leaving his marker stumped and grasping at thin air.

The defender was left puzzled why did he pass the ball back but the realization of why he did that soon hit him like a pile of bricks.

Bachira was now the one in control of the ball.
"Time to raise the Bpm," Bachira said smiling.

Bachira approached the ball as if it were a trusted partner, guiding it with the inside of his foot. A quick shimmy of his shoulders sent the defender sliding in the wrong direction. Bachira pirouetted on the ball itself, spinning around to regain control with a playful flick of his toe.

Nakada re-entered the scene, receiving the ball from Bachira with an audacious back-heel pass that left the defender shaking his head in disbelief. Nakada danced through the opposition, weaving intricate figure-eights around their legs, as if he had conjured a magical forcefield that repelled tackles.

As the defenders converged on them, Nakada and Bachira executed a lightning-fast one-two pass, each touch like a brushstroke in a masterpiece.

Bachira eyes glimming with a brand new design he stared at Nakada's back and the figure of his monster appeared everywhere.

His new playstyle was about to be revealed to the world.

And then, the coup de grâce. Nakada, wanting to get this done quicker, spotted Nishioka, who had positioned himself perfectly in the midst of the chaos.

With a precise lobbed pass, he sent the ball soaring over the heads of their bewildered opponents. Nishioka received it with grace, his first touch a testament to his impeccable control.

Nishioka wasted no time in delivering the final blow. With a swift flick of his foot, he sent the ball back into the path of Nakada and Bachira, who continued their mesmerizing dance. The defenders, left in a state of disarray, could only watch in awe as the trio moved as one, creating a symphony of footballing artistry that left the crowd roaring in applause.

Soon enough Nakada encountered Kaiser, Kaiser eyes seem to have become pure black with an intricate design within all inside of it.

"Planning to go anywhere" Kaiser said to which Nakada smiled saying" This is perfect"
Nakada eyes darken in his whole vibe seems different than it was before.

As Nakada approached, he could feel Kaiser's intense focus, as if his opponent were dissecting every move before it happened. Yet Nakada, ever the showman, couldn't help but treat this situation with a slight amount of.....

With a sly grin, Nakada unleashed a flurry of step-overs and feints, each movement designed to overwhelm his adversary. Kaiser's meta vision may have granted him insight, but it couldn't predict the unorthodox and flamboyant style Nakada had specialty design for people with meta vision.

It was made specifically to counter people like that.

As Nakada darted left and right, seemingly teasing Kaiser with the ball just out of reach, he couldn't resist a taunt. "Is that all you've got? Meta vision or not, you're still chasing shadows," he taunted, his voice dripping with cocky confidence.

Then, in a moment of sheer brilliance, Nakada executed a move so unpredictable, so audacious, that even Kaiser's meta vision was left struggling to keep up. It was as if Nakada saw the future and danced to a tune only he could hear.

In the blink of an eye, he burst past Kaiser, leaving him floundering in his wake. Nakada didn't miss a beat, continuing his run towards the goal. But before he disappeared from Kaiser's field of vision, he couldn't resist delivering one final verbal blow.

"Your defending skill is the same as your ego...pathetic and fragile," Nakada taunted, his words hanging in the air like a lingering echo of his flamboyant dribble. With that, he left Kaiser, and the crowd, in awe of his audacious display of skill and showmanship.

Was it just him or did Kaiser get weaker in that one year he left, he felt so pathetic.
Noticing a chance to open their defense up so he could score Nakada passed the ball toward Bachira.

Bachira received Nakada's pass with grace, his nimble feet turning into a blur as he approached an opponent. With a quick touch to one side, he sent the defender lunging in the wrong direction before elegantly gliding past him. It was a fluid and mesmerizing display of close control, as if the ball were magnetically attached to his feet.

As Bachira made his way toward the edge of the penalty area, he had a choice to make.He could try and score it by himself but in the position he currently was with that many defendes coming toward him he couldn't really do it, he only had one choice to make and with a subtle backheel flick, he sent the ball rolling perfectly into Nakada's path.

Nakada, now in possession, felt the familiar intensity of Kaiser's meta-vision locking onto him. But Nakada was a master of the unpredictable, and he had a plan in mind. As Kaiser lunged in to intercept, Nakada feigned a shot, drawing the him in closer.

Then, with a lightning-quick shift of his weight and the ball, Nakada used Kaiser's forward momentum against him. He flicked the ball with the outside of his foot, sending it tantalizingly out of reach just as Kaiser reached for it.

It was as if the ball had a mind of its own, teasing Kaiser as it danced past him.

Nakada didn't stop there. With a swift pirouette, he spun around the bewildered Kaiser, who was left grasping at air. The crowd gasped in amazement as Nakada continued his run, the ball now seemingly tethered to his every whim. (by the crowd I mean players)

Kaiser, on the other hand, could only watch in frustration as Nakada left him in the dust. It was a masterclass in deception and control

"As I said, fragile and pathetic," Nakada said before shooting the ball toward the right corner of the goal, and with his Nakada impact which was basically an improved and better version of the Kaiser impact the goalkeeper stood no chance.

A/N..from here on now he will start to get disrespectful.
No filter on the field can't really promise the same for off the field as one interaction with his mom or sister will break down the hard exterior and expose the soft interior.
Who would have though that teasing would be so effective