bestfiction Chapter 676: Predator on move
Chapter 676: Predator on move
chapter 676: predator on move
though he could audibly hear the jeers of the real supporters, hiro wasn't bothered. however, he couldn't help but address the silence of the atletico supporters.
at this stage, they should be cheering on him.
'well, i guess it can't be helped,' hiro sighed upon noticing the silence of the atletico supporters. 'can't blame them when the match is so tough.'
soon federico got close to him. wearing a dull and exhausted expression, he walked over to hiro. however, he didn't speak a single word even when he was about to exit the pitch.
"good game," hiro cheered on him before heading inside the pitch.
though federico was unwilling to cheer on him, it didn't mean hiro was unwilling either. federico might view him unfavorably but hiro didn't.
to hiro, federico was an ally with the same objective, with whom he needed to tag along to win the common objective.
though he needed to tie up with federico, hiro was well aware of federico's intentions. he knew that federico disliked him. however, he wasn't here to cause trouble with other teammates. hence, he didn't bother about federico's impression of him.
as long as he wouldn't get in his way, hiro wouldn't care.
'yeah, good luck. you'll need it,' federico sneered upon exiting the pitch.
the others around hiro didn't appear elated about the substitution either. he could even spot a few furrowing their brows in dissatisfaction.
hiro could tell from their expression that they didn't expect anything from him.
'hahaha, i guess, it's really a bad time to enter,' hiro couldn't help but lampoon. then again, he didn't feel hurt by their attitude either.
'but if they're not expecting anything from me then that means i can move freely without feeling pressured.'
xavi alonso on the sideline appeared pleased with real's performance. having left bayern leverkusen after a successful spell, alonso had joined the los blancos a year ago. since then, he has transformed the entire club.
now under his wing, real are looking unstoppable. though they struggled with the win, they only lost a single game until now. if it weren't for their spell of draws, they would be sitting at the top of the table.
five minutes after hiro was subbed in, hiro spotted a chance.
'now!'
in a state of alert, hiro sprinted.
"phantom steps" combined with a few other talents, hiro dashed the moment the ball was played to camavinga.
camavinga who had been running around the field the entire match was on the brink of exhaustion. thus, hiro targeted him.
like a predator waiting to make its move, hiro patiently awaited this moment. now the moment was here, he lunged forward with menacing fervor.
for the past five minutes, he had to keep his fangs and claws hidden. but now, it was the moment for him to bore his fangs.
hiro's tousled brown hair danced freely with the wind as he weaved his path around the pitch. lurking behind the blind spot of the opposition, hiro lurked his way to camavinga.
"not good!" yamada was one of the first few to notice hiro's move.
upon noticing, his heart rate spiked and he panicked for a moment. he had the impression that he could neutralize hiro today and having kept hiro at bay for now, his confidence had soared to even more unprecedented levels.
but now that hiro had started to move after lying low, he couldn't help but panic.
in a state of panic, yamada rushed to intercept hiro. however, he was no match against hiro in terms of speed.
it didn't take hiro long to sweep the ball from camavinga. even before the ball reached camavinga's feet, hiro intercepted the pass.
camavinga's eyes widened in panic. gasping, he stared at hiro, "where did he come from?!"