Blue lock: The God of the field

Exhaustion {180}

Nakada was momentarily disoriented by the sudden return to normalcy. The transition from the heightened state of flow, where every movement felt effortless and transcendent, to the constraints of regular play was jarring. It was like being pulled out of a dream abruptly.

However, Nakada's experience and skill on the field allowed him to adjust quickly and seamlessly transition back to the normal flow of the game. As he continued to navigate the pitch, he found himself instinctively scanning the field, a subtle habit lingering from the heightened state he had just experienced.

Unconsciously, Nakada's eyes darted around, assessing the positions of his teammates and opponents. It was a subtle residue of the extraordinary focus he had recently possessed.

Nakada was determined to regain his state of flow, which had defined his earlier play. However, his attempts to forcibly summon the heightened focus were only partially successful. One of his eyes darkened, which was a visual testament to the intense concentration he sought.

Veins emerged around this singular eye, which was an outward manifestation of the internal struggle to replicate the extraordinary mental state.

Nakada had experienced a unique state in which he had achieved a heightened flow. One of his eyes had changed while the other remained the same, which highlighted the difficulty of replicating the specific conditions that had led to his unique state.

Despite his relentless efforts, Nakada struggled to reproduce this experience, as it was a fleeting phenomenon that could not be summoned at will.

Nakada's sudden loss of focus proved costly as a defender seized the opportunity for a clean tackle. The forceful intervention stripped Nakada of possession, causing him to stumble to the ground.

The impact resonated through his body, leaving him in pain. The visible asymmetry in his eyes became a subtle yet powerful symbol of the internal struggle between his desire for ordinary play and the extraordinary heights he had briefly reached.

As he lay on the pitch, gasping for air, the remnants of his heightened state slowly dissipated.

The darkness in his eyes gradually gave way to their usual state, and the visible strain on his face reflected the intensity of the internal struggle.

The absence of a foul call indicated that the tackle was fair.

After being tackled, Nakada was panting on the ground and realized that the match dynamics had shifted.

PxG took advantage of this and resumed their attacks, leaving Nakada to recover and return to the game.

Despite feeling tired and temporarily defeated, Nakada got up from the ground with an unexpected smile on his face. This smile seemed out of place with his panting and exhaustion.

Perhaps Nakada enjoyed the thrill of the game and the unpredictable twists it offered. "It would be fun if PxG went up 2-0 and I scored three goals right after," Nakada said to himself with a smile on his face.

Although he still had time to return to defense and stop PxG from scoring,he couldnt,he physically couldnt run that ditance again he was too tired to do it.

If his performance required him to be under stress in order to function properly, he would willingly subject himself to the most challenging stress session he had ever experienced.

He was taking a risk by jeopardizing his undefeated record, but it was necessary for him to achieve his optimal state of mind.

While Nakada was temporarily absent from the game, PxG took advantage and launched a relentless assault on Barcha.

The absence of Nakada's dynamic presence left a void in Barcha's defense, which allowed PxG to exploit openings and infiltrate their backline with ruthless precision.

The ball moved swiftly among PxG players, with each pass executed with purpose and accuracy. The attackers weaved through the spaces left vulnerable in Barcha's defense, exposing the limitations of the team without Nakada's strategic interventions.

PxG's movements were synchronized, resembling a well-choreographed dance, as they exploited every weakness in Barcha's defensive structure. The pace of the assault intensified, with PxG players capitalizing on the absence of Nakada's disruptive plays.

The opposition struggled to contain the onslaught, and PxG's cohesion became increasingly evident.
Without Nakada to disrupt their rhythm, PxG's attackers found themselves in advantageous positions, creating scoring opportunities that tested the resilience of Barcha's goalkeeper and defenders.

As the pressure increased, Barcha's defense found itself overwhelmed, highlighting the significant impact Nakada had on the team's ability to withstand such a formidable offensive onslaught.

PxG, fueled by their rivals' star player's absence, pressed forward with determination to capitalize on this temporary advantage and tilt the match's balance in their favor.

Shido intercepted a pass from his teammate, his eyes narrowing as he assessed the defensive wall Barcha had erected.

A confident smirk played on his lips as he muttered, "You can't stop my genes." With a swift and powerful motion, he unleashed a thunderous shot from outside the box.

The ball flew through the air with determination, leaving behind a trail of Shido's precision and strength. It curved gracefully, dodging the attempts of Barcha's defenders to block the shot.

When it hit the net, the impact made it ripple, proving the potency of Shido's innate talent and genetic prowess.

"This is so much fun," Shido said, looking up with a sense of satisfaction. The goal was so great that he couldn't help but feel good.
...{He came...no questions asked he came}