Blue Lock: I, Ryōsuke Kira, Start With Thunder Breathing

"Beautiful steal!"

Ashito shouted excitedly from the sidelines, while Noel watched the performance on the field with a serious expression.

He knew Erik's dribbling technique was quite good, but Ryōsuke was still able to steal the ball with ease.

Defensive instincts, observation skills, and explosive speed — this young man was at a terrifying level. Even Noel, being the world's number one, had to acknowledge Ryōsuke's performance in his heart.

On the field now, Ryōsuke sprinted forward like a fierce cheetah, charging straight toward Bastard München's half!

Thunderclap and Flash and Rice Spirit had both been upgraded to Level 5, while Thunder Swarm had reached Level 4! During the two-week break, Ryōsuke had become even stronger.

"You are but dust, scattered by the wind, just like me!"

Benedict charged at him from the side along the shortest path, while Alexis moved in from the other side to double-team him, determined not to give Ryōsuke any space to break through.

"You can't get through here!" Alexis maintained a calm smile on his face.

Although Ryōsuke had just stolen the ball from Erik, Alexis considered it just a minor incident. After all, this guy was previously a nobody who couldn't possibly compare to elite players from their prestigious club.

"Oh really? Just the two of you?" Ryōsuke's face showed a relaxed smile, as if their defense meant nothing to him.

The moment Benedict got close, Ryōsuke suddenly changed direction, angling his body and extending his arm to block his opponent's position.

"Can't... get close?"

Benedict was surprised — despite his excellent physical condition, he couldn't gain any advantage. In fact, he was at a disadvantage.

He now understood why Erik had fallen when he encountered Ryōsuke earlier.

Ryōsuke had completely blocked the opponent behind him, turning the 2v1 situation into a one-on-one.

Only Alexis remained in front of him!

Alexis was fully focused now, his eyes fixed on Ryōsuke, carefully observing his movements.

Ryōsuke's right foot touched the edge of the ball, lifting it slightly. He hooked it with his ankle while leaning right, guiding his opponent's center of gravity.

But just as Alexis's body turned, Ryōsuke suddenly changed direction, sprinting to the other side!

This was the very move Alexis had used earlier!

This offensive sequence was Ryōsuke mocking him.

However, Alexis had excellent game sense. He anticipated this tactic and immediately planted his foot, adjusting into defensive position.

"Not allowed, Ryōsuke. This is my specialty area, I absolutely won't let you through—"

Alexis had deliberately feinted being out of position, luring Ryōsuke into an area where he could more easily interfere. He still wore a smile, confident everything was going according to plan.

"Is this all you've got, you little follower?"

At that moment, Ryōsuke's voice sounded by his ear.

He suddenly pulled the ball back with his left foot while spinning in the opposite direction — Alexis's movement was also within Ryōsuke's expectations!

❖ Rice Spirit ➠ Spin Cycle! ❖

"I told you, you can't pass here!" Though this quick reaction far exceeded his expectations, Alexis hadn't lost position and immediately shifted sideways to defend.

But just as he moved in, he realized the ball wasn't at Ryōsuke's feet — it had passed between his legs.

Ryōsuke had completed a nutmeg while spinning!

"What?" In that instant, the smile on Alexis's face turned stiff.

"Getting past you was easier than crossing an empty street in the morning." Ryōsuke said casually by his ear.

"Amazing!" Ashito cheered excitedly.

Ryōsuke had outmaneuvered both defenders with breathtaking skill!

He had used his physical prowess to block Benedict and his masterful dribbling to slip past Alexis — turning football itself into a weapon to mock the Bastard München players.

"Damn it!"

Alexis and Benedict frantically chased after Ryōsuke, but the speed gap between them was too vast — he only pulled further ahead!

Within seconds, Ryōsuke had carved deep into Bastard München's territory, showing complete disregard for the prestigious club's reputation!

"Quick, stop him!"

"We absolutely can't let him through!"

"Guard this guy!"

The defensive line swarmed forward like ants discovering an intruder.

But Ryōsuke had already accomplished his goal before they could react.

Rather than forcing his way through, he suddenly lifted his foot and launched a long pass!

❖ Thunder Swarm ➠ Long Pass! ❖

The ball sailed in a perfect arc, threading precisely through the defenders to land at another player's feet.

Rensuke Kunigami!

The defensive line had been so fixated on Ryōsuke that they'd completely missed him!

Rensuke faced an open goal — virtually unopposed!

"Great pass, Kira!"

With one step of his left foot, Rensuke unleashed a powerful shot that blazed straight into Bastard München's goal!

[ Scoreboard ]

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"Well played!"

The Blue Lock members burst into cheers, and even goalkeeper Genzō turned his attention to the forward position.

"Impressive, you really are strong, Kira."

As a Bundesliga veteran, Genzō knew that despite being a youth team, this Bastard München squad could rival professional teams.

Yet against Ryōsuke, they looked no better than an ordinary high school club.

"Well done!" Ashito cheered excitedly.

It was thrilling to watch Ryōsuke lead Blue Lock to score first. The opponents who'd dismissed them earlier had now seen their goal breached.

Through this attack, Ashito gained insight into Ryōsuke's playing style — every move served victory.

Where Ashito might have stubbornly pressed forward after breaking through, Ryōsuke had chosen the perfect moment to pass to the unmarked Rensuke.

This was his winning strategy — brilliant individual skill paired with flawless judgment.

Ashito aspired to reach that level.

"His ability is extraordinary." Noel nodded appreciatively, his eyes shining with admiration, "To toy with Alexis like a child, to slice through a world-class club's defense with such confidence —remarkable."

"Damn it, damn it!"

As Erik clenched his fists in frustration, Alexis materialized behind him.

"Please refrain from making such basic mistakes in the future." He said with his trademark smile, voice perfectly level.

But Erik knew better — Alexis was seething.

"Y-yes, I'm very sorry!" The temperamental player felt a hint of fear and immediately apologized.

In a way, Alexis's personality was even more terrifying than Michael's.

While Michael wore his extreme personality openly, Alexis concealed his emotions behind a fake smile, making him impossible to read.

"What's wrong, can you only blame your teammates?" Ryōsuke walked past the two of them with a smirk.

Since they had talked tough earlier, he would show no mercy. The more arrogant they were, the harder they needed to fall.

"Weren't you easily bypassed too? Some 'Magician of Bastard München' you turned out to be. You can't defend properly but blame your teammates — no different from an ordinary kid." Ryōsuke narrowed his eyes at Alexis.

"Ryōsuke, your words are getting rather harsh~" Alexis maintained his smile as he approached.

Though he appeared calm, his clenched fists and the veins bulging on his forehead betrayed his true state — he was about to snap.

"Enough, Alexis." Michael roughly pulled Alexis back and stepped forward to face Ryōsuke, chin tilted upward, "It's just one goal, and you're already getting carried away."

"What's wrong? Want me to score a hat-trick?" Ryōsuke smiled, "We can score as many as you'll let us."

"Ridiculous. I can't wait to see you get executed." Michael replied.

Bastard München quickly took the kickoff, and like before, Alexis orchestrated the play, swiftly connecting the team.

This time, Michael's positioning turned more aggressive — not aimless movement, but like an invisible dagger slowly piercing through Blue Lock's defensive line.

"Is this guy really one of his team's Elite Eleven? In this pace, I could be the ace striker!" Jingo scoffed.

"No, you're missing it!" Yoichi, with his broad vision, immediately recognized the situation, "Alexis maintains perfect passing distance while Michael creates ideal opportunities with his brilliant movements. His runs are purposeful! He precisely finds weak points in our defense, forcing us to focus all our attention on him... Could it be..."

A theory crystallized in his mind — Michael must possess that same Metavision ability, allowing such precise positioning. Every action had purpose, everything calculated to create shooting opportunities.

Yoichi used his Metavision ability to position himself in Michael's path.

"Can you see it?" Michael asked, surprised as he realized Yoichi possessed the same ability as himself.

"I can see it! I will block you!" A confident smile spread across Yoichi's face.

Michael met his gaze with a contemptuous smile, "Is that so? Looks like you're another clown who thinks he's the main character."

In that instant, Alexis delivered a precise long pass, landing the ball perfectly at Michael's feet.

In Michael's eyes, the shooting line appeared with crystal clarity.

"Catch his shooting opportunity..." Yoichi focused intently, eyes locked on his opponent.

But Michael had already taken the shot — so fast that Yoichi couldn't react!

❖ Kaiser Impact! ❖

"What?" Yoichi hadn't even seen Michael's shooting motion.

By the time he realized what had happened, the shot had already blazed past him like a howitzer shell!

"That right-footed shot utilizing his full body flexibility — in terms of pure shooting speed, Michael is undoubtedly the world's best, even surpassing me." Noel said slowly.

"World's fastest shooting speed?" Ashito stood dumbfounded beside him, unable to believe Michael could surpass Noel, the world's number one forward, in this aspect.

But it was true — he hadn't caught Michael's shooting moment either. Like an assassin striking at the perfect moment, taking their target's life before anyone notices!

No one in Blue Lock had been able to track the shot. Even Genzō was shocked by its speed, only able to move on instinct.

"Execution complete." Michael's face bore an assured smile as he gave a slight bow, as if finishing a grand performance.

"You said, complete?"

But just as the shot approached the goal, a figure burst forth like lightning from the side — Ryōsuke!

Like a falcon spotting its prey, he kicked the shot away with perfect timing! Successful clearance!

"W-what?" Michael's face showed an expression of surprise.

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