Capítulo 223: Letting loose (223)
"You only managed to dribble past a bunch of second-rate players, and yet you think you can challenge me? Don't make me laugh," Chris Prince scoffed, his gaze fixed on Nakada. The world number 2 player exuded an air of confidence, his words dismissive of Nakada's prowess.
Nakada, however, met Chris Prince's gaze without flinching. With a confident smirk, he retorted, "I mean, you can either come and join the field or watch as I destroy your team in front of millions of people. Or is the reason why you're not joining because of your own fragile ego?"
As Nakada spoke, his words seemed to hit a nerve. He locked eyes with Chris Prince, observing the subtle reactions that betrayed the world number 2 player's composure. Nakada's grin widened as he sensed a crack in Chris Prince's confident facade.
"I was saving it, but I guess today is the day that the Barcha club prodigy bites the dust," Chris Prince declared, a hint of anticipation in his voice.
"Yeah, maybe you might wake up afterward," Nakada shot back, his cocky grin undeterred. The exchange between the two players escalated, each word adding fuel to the fiery rivalry that had unfolded on the pitch.
As Chris Prince swiftly changed into his uniform, a wide grin spread across Nakada's face. He was undeterred by the fact that he had clearly stirred the ire of Manchine City's master. Nakada's focus wasn't on the potential repercussions; instead, he saw an opportunity. In the three minutes that Chris would be on the field, Nakada planned to use that time strategically.
Nakada viewed this as a chance to evolve further, just as he had done with previous masters.
From Noel Noah, he had learned to maximize ambidextrous abilities. Snuffy had imparted strategic thinking, Loki had refined his speed utilization, and now, from Chris Prince, Nakada intended to learn how to push his body to its absolute limits.
With a calculated mindset, Nakada saw this as a chance to assimilate the body-focused techniques of the prince from England. He aimed to absorb every detail, understanding how to utilize his own physique to its fullest potential.
It was a tactical approach, a way to enhance his own skill set by incorporating elements from each master he encountered.
In his own way of showing gratitude, Nakada planned to steal every technique Chris Prince employed on the field, seamlessly integrating them into his evolving arsenal. The stage was set for a unique exchange of skills, with Nakada poised to extract maximum value from the presence of the world number 2 player on the field.
Nakada's grin widened as he observed the substitution, with a random Manchine player making way for Chris Prince. The entrance of the world number 2 player onto the field injected a palpable sense of intensity and anticipation. Nakada felt a surge of unadulterated adrenaline coursing through his veins, and the insistent call of the destructive beast in his head urged him to go on a rampage.
The beast within Nakada's mind whispered with a feral hunger, its voice a primal symphony of chaos and power.
"Unleash me, Nakada. Let the fury of the beast consume you," it growled, its words dripping with an insatiable thirst for domination. "Feel the surge of adrenaline coursing through your veins. This is the moment of reckoning, the battlefield where you prove your dominance."
"Rampage, Nakada! Tear through the opposition with the ferocity of a wild predator. They are but prey in the presence of the beast within you," it roared, its primal urges urging Nakada to embrace the savagery that lay dormant within him.
The atmosphere on the field crackled with energy as Nakada prepared to face off against Chris Prince.
The prospect of encountering a player of such caliber fueled Nakada's competitive spirit. He could feel the pulsating rhythm of the match reaching a crescendo, and the air was charged with the promise of a clash that would leave a lasting mark on the game.
As Nakada's eyes locked onto Chris Prince, he knew that this encounter would not only test his skills but also offer a unique opportunity for growth. The field was set for a battle of titans, and Nakada was ready to embrace the challenge with the ferocity that had become his trademark.
His usually focused and composed expression underwent a transformation. The intensity of the moment caused his eyes to darken, a storm brewing within their depths.
Veins, like ethereal tendrils of intensity, seemed to snake around his eyes, creating an intricate network that hinted at the tumultuous energy surging through him. The darkening of his gaze spoke of a heightened focus, a sharpening of his senses as the primal instincts took hold.
The contours of Nakada's face, once serene, now reflected the inner tempest. His features became a canvas for the internal struggle, the clash between the calculated strategist and the untamed beast within.
It was a visual testament to the inner metamorphosis occurring as Nakada prepared to unleash the full extent of his abilities on the field.
The spectators could sense the change in Nakada's demeanor, a transformation that went beyond mere physicality. As he braced for the encounter with Chris Prince, Nakada's visage became a reflection of the dual forces at play within him — the calculated tactician and the primal beast, both converging for a showdown on the grand stage of the soccer field.
A/N Yeah so that voice that was speaking to him earlier on in the serie,i had never forgoten about it,it just that Nakada was restraining himself so now its loose and its about to go on a rampage.
Status de energia semanal
-- Ranking de
Poder 
-- Pedra de
Poder