Chapter 93: First Goal

Waylon frowned. What is he trying to do? Is he trying to draw a foul?

Waylon's face was contorted in confusion, so was everyone else. Was Kelechi trying to draw a penalty? No, it was too obvious, what is he trying to do?

The first was Adam, the ace of Brookside and the second was the all-knowing and all-seeing Grid Lord. These were the first two people to realize what he wanted to do.

Thud!

Kelechi made a clean hit as he swung his leg forward.

Waylon's pupils was thrown into a state of constriction, so was every other pupil that was present in the stadium. Kelechi had performed an overhead kick, from that weird position. What was even more awesome was the fact that it wasn't what he intended in first place, that unrealistic reflex and devilish physique, he was the perfect footballer.