67 Chapter 67: Feeling tired?

"Kira, Why did you choose me?"

Walking through the corridor towards the next area, Ikki looked at Kira with some confusion. He was very curious about why Kira had chosen him.

"Because you are the most suitable choice," Kira answered with a smile.

"Shoei has a very selfish personality, and his style of playing football greatly damages the team atmosphere. So I immediately ruled him out. Reo has strong overall abilities, but his mindset is easily influenced by the things around him, and he can't maintain a high level of focus on the field. As for you, Ikki, although your physical abilities and offensive skills are lacking, you possess a big-picture perspective and excellent ball control. Moreover, you're easier to get along with in terms of personality. Compared to the other two, you are more suitable to be a teammate."

Kira spoke the truth. Among the three members of the Red Team, Ikki was the one who was more suited to be a teammate.

"I see."

Ikki nodded, but at the same time, he turned his head and focused his gaze on Kira.

Although he really didn't want to admit it, Ikki had fought against Kira twice and was well aware of his strength.

Kira was an absolute monster.

Ikki also wanted to take this opportunity to learn from Kira and understand how he had become so powerful.

Soon, the group arrived in a place that could only be reached by forming a team of four.

Like the previous building, the facilities here were well-equipped, including a cafeteria, bathhouse, and training gym.

"It seems like we're the first ones here."

Kira looked around. At this moment, there was no one else in this space. After all, they had swiftly ended the battle with a clean 5-0 victory without taking too much time.

However, shortly after their arrival, another team walked in.

Rensuke immediately cast his gaze with some anticipation, hoping that Yoichi's team would also advance.

At first glance, he saw Meguru return, his face lighting up with great joy.

However, as a few more people entered, the smile on Rensuke's face gradually froze.

It was Itoshi Rin, Aryu Jyubei, and Tokimitsu Aoshi.

"What?"

Rensuke widened his eyes in surprise. Seeing the arrival of Rin and the others, he already knew what had happened.

Yoichi's team had lost, and Meguru had been selected by Rin.

"Meguru, what happened?"

Rensuke quickly walked over to Meguru's side, inquiring about his situation. He cared a lot about the fact that his teammate had been eliminated.

Kira was not surprised by this outcome. After all, Rin was already a powerhouse within the Blue lock, and both Jyubei and Aoshi possessed physical talents that were difficult for ordinary people to reach. The two teams had a vast difference in overall strength, and in the original work, Yoichi's team had lost to Rin twice.

However, Kira wasn't worried that they would be eliminated. The stronger the opponent, the more they could further evolve.

At this moment, Rin ignored everyone around and walked in front of Kira.

"Don't waste any more time. Let me kill you, you insignificant ant."

Veins bulged on Rin's forehead, and when he looked at Kira, he felt a strong sense of displeasure.

Moreover, in this round of selection, Kira once again stood "ahead" of him, completing the race faster than him.

"I would love to, but I suggest you take a look at the notice next to you," Kira said, pointing his finger toward the wall. Clearly written on it was the rule that the time interval between matches for each team must be less than twenty-four hours.

"It's just extending your time until death. Be happy that you can cling on for one more day."

After uttering those harsh words, Rin left and went to the designated room for rest.

On the side, Ikki remained silent, feeling somewhat nervous. He was well aware of Rin's terrifying strength. The intense aura emanating from Rin was suffocating, and the killing intent he exuded was not fake.

Only monsters like Kira could remain calm in the presence of Rin.

Ikki couldn't help but become curious. Who was stronger between Kira and Rin?

"...That's how it happened..."

Meguru just explained the match to Rensuke, who couldn't help but swallow nervously.

Yoichi, Meguru, and Hyoma as a combination were definitely not weak, yet they were crushed by a significant margin.

Just how strong was Rin?

"Although it's a bit frustrating, there's nothing we can do now."

At that moment, Meguru turned his head and looked at Kira with hopeful eyes.

"But now, I'm a member of another team. We'll be opponents in the next match, right? I'll give it my all."

"Then, do your best."

Kira replied with a smile.

"But in the end, the winner will definitely be us."

.....

Blue lock, control room.

Ego pushed his glasses up and focused his gaze on the five individuals in front of him.

These five individuals had different skin tones and came from different countries, but they were all top players in the world.

Ego had spent a large sum of money to invite them to the Blue lock, intending to let them compete with the members of the Blue lock and make the members understand the gap in their abilities.

The strength of these five top players was extraordinary, and compared to the members of the Blue lock, it was like a downgrade.

"Each of you will receive 100 million, and for every goal scored, you will receive a bonus of one million, just as we agreed."

Ego said.

"To be honest, this is truly a treat like a pie falling from the sky."

A bearded Western man said, wearing an indifferent expression on his face, but he indeed had the capital to say so.

Adam Blake, representing England, known as the "Goal Junkie," possessed incredible physical qualities. Dealing with these seventeen or eighteen-year-old kids was a piece of cake for him.

"To play against a group of kids, but if there's to make money, I don't mind."

Beside him stood a muscular black man with dreadlocks, known as Dada Silva, nicknamed the "Heavy Tank."

"You can't say that."

A man who appeared to be like a child spoke, but in reality, he was a rising star in the international football scene, Pablo Cavasoz.

"I envy your country. You have so much money to waste on a project that's bound to fail."

A somewhat frivolous-looking man held his head and spoke with an indifferent expression. His name was Leonardo Luna, also a world-renowned player.

"However, there's one thing I must make clear to you."

Just then, Ego pushed his glasses and his expression became very serious.

"If you lose a match, you won't receive a single penny."

"Oh? Mr. Ego, do you think there's a possibility of us losing?"

Among the five individuals, there was a young black man with a crew cut. Though he was the youngest, his eyes emitted a lion-like gaze, and his manner of speaking was very polite.

Julian Loki, a rising star who recently made a name for himself in the French league, was the same age as the other members of the Blue lock but possessed incredibly terrifying strength.

It can be said that his untapped potential surpasses the other four.

"Initially, I also believed it was impossible. Even if you played ten thousand matches, I would still be defeated by a significant margin. However, after noticing certain things, my perspective has changed. Even if it's a minuscule possibility, there are individuals in the Blue lock whom even you should not underestimate."

Ego spoke slowly.

"It's impossible for such a person to exist."

The other four spoke in unison, while Julian's eyes narrowed slightly.

"Mr. Ego, may I ask who that person is?"

"You will find out in due time."

A meaningful smile appeared on Ego's face.

"After just one confrontation, you will know who I'm talking about. If my estimation is correct, you'll be stepping onto the field sooner than expected."

...

On the other side, Kira and the others followed the instructions from the broadcast and entered their respective rooms.

The rooms in the four-person area were much better than the others. They were more spacious and had four separate beds. The meals in the cafeteria were also more abundant.

Their personal belongings had already been transported to these rooms.

"Kira, do you play games?"

Nagi took out his phone and asked.

"No, I don't play mobile games. I'm going to the training session later."

After saying that, Kira left the room and headed to the gym in their area.

Rensuke had long been accustomed to Kira's training fanaticism and quickly followed suit by heading to the gym.

Ikki, eager to catch up with Kira, trailed behind them, determined to give his all.

On the other hand, Nagi was originally a particularly lazy person who didn't participate much in training. He relied on his incredible talent during matches. However, since Kira was going to train, he decided to make a slight change and experience the joy of football. He ultimately put down his phone and joined them in the gym.

Once in the gym, Kira wasted no time. After a warm-up, he immediately began his training, with Rensuke following closely behind.

Ikki, on the other hand, started with some lower-intensity exercises on the side, carefully observing Kira. He wanted to see how he organized his training routine, intending to mimic it himself.

A few hours later, Ikki completely broke down.

He came to a profound realization Kira wasn't human at all!

The intensity of the exercises Kira had assigned to himself was even more insane than the training program Ego had given them earlier. It was something that ordinary people simply couldn't endure. After struggling to hold on for a while, Ikki ended up exhausted and vomiting.

"Kira... Aren't you supposed to compete with us today? Aren't you tired..."

Holding the bucket for vomiting, Ikki sat on the ground, completely drained.

Although Ikki's physical fitness had improved considerably after ten days of intensive training, he couldn't compare to the likes of Kira, who was a monster.

"It's fine. After all, I only need to score five goals, and the field is relatively small, so it doesn't require much stamina."

Kira said as he ran on the treadmill at a high speed, barely even breathing, addressing Ikki.

Compared to the training program developed by Riko, this level of intensity wasn't considered very difficult.

"Monster..."

Ikki couldn't help but exclaim again. During the match, he hadn't even participated much in the attack. He was already exhausted from just defending Kira.

For Kira, on the other hand, that match had posed no pressure whatsoever.

It's truly terrifying...

"Since the first day we arrived at the Blue lock, Kira has been maintaining training of terrifying intensity every day. We... we pale in comparison."

Rensuke was also reaching his physical limit and had to stop and rest for a moment. Nagi sat nearby, wiping the sweat off his forehead with a towel.

"Training is really bothersome, huh..."

Nagi sighed and immediately took out his phone, planning to sneak in a bit of play during the brief rest.

However, at that moment, Kira suddenly appeared in front of Nagi and snatched his phone away.

"Hey, I wasn't ready yet."

"Training isn't over, so no slacking off."

Kira said with a smile, but there was a hint of indisputability in his tone.

Unconsciously, he had taken on a bit of Riko's coaching mannerisms.

"Can't we take it a bit easier? How about running three kilometers as a break?"

"Running three kilometers as a break?"

Ikki's hand, holding the bucket, trembled slightly.

He had initially thought of learning Kira's training methods, but in the end, he realized that he couldn't keep up at all. The intensity of this training was enough to drive a person to death.

However, before he could hesitate, Kira had already grabbed him and threw him onto the treadmill.

"Come on, Ikki. Treat the slow jog of three kilometers as your rest. You can eat a little more tonight. And Nagi, I saw your hand. No playing with your phone until training is done."

"Your physical fitness is too poor, so you need a significant improvement in this area. Absolutely no slacking off."

"Hey, Ikki, don't vomit on the treadmill. We might have to pay for it!"