Kuroko no Basket: Honored One

Chapter 475 - 177: Noah's Nemesis?

Soon.

The match began.

Between the two lineups, the one who undoubtedly attracted the most attention was the core of Bayern's youth academy, Michael Kaiser, who, like Itoshi Sae, was one of the New Generation World XI.

He had a blooming rose tattoo on his neck, with the stem and leaves extending all the way to the back of his left hand, which looked very distinctive.

"Michael... Kaiser!" Reo and the others stared intently at the core of Bayern's youth academy.

Not long ago, they had personally played against Itoshi Sae on the field, and his strength had left a deep impression on them.

And now.

Another member of the New Generation World XI, Kaiser, had appeared before them.

And he was even younger than Itoshi Sae.

Tendou had never been clear about the selection criteria for the New Generation World XI.

After all, based on Loki's strength, it was absolutely impossible for him to be left out, yet he was not a member.

The only reason was his age.

But if the selection criteria were limited to youth competitions, then what about that Bunny from Barça?

Tendou felt that the selection criteria for the World XI most likely required the player to be at least 18 years old and no older than 20.

The manga author had not given a specific explanation.

Bayern was on the attack.

The group stared intently at the screen.

The two teams before them would soon become their opponents; it was best to understand them in advance to prepare.

Just 3 minutes into the game.

Bayern got an opportunity.

A Bayern player named Grimm dribbled the ball down the wing, successfully shaking off two defenders with his strength and physique.

On the left side of the penalty area, seeing his teammate in position, Grimm immediately took a shot.

The other players rushed into the box, but the ball flew over the crowd to the far post.

In that position.

Was Bayern's Gesner.

This person was ranked fourth in Bayern's youth academy and was the core of this Bayern midfield.

One touch to control.

One touch to move.

Gesner chose to cut inside into the penalty area, drawing two defenders before passing again.

His passing target was naturally Kaiser, who had emerged from the crowd, but Kunigami Rensuke, while holding off two Barça players, managed to steal the ball.

A shot after controlling the ball with his chest.

Seeing this, everyone who knew Kunigami was stunned.

Not only because Kunigami had won the aerial duel against two Barça defenders, but also because of his shot.

He didn't use his preferred left foot, but shot with his weaker right foot.

BANG!

The ball shot towards the goal like a cannonball, but because the angle was too straight, it was easily collected by the Barça goalkeeper.

"That guy Kunigami..." Chigiri frowned.

He didn't know what Kunigami had been through after being eliminated.

The Kunigami of this moment felt like a stranger.

But there was no denying that he had become much stronger, which was why he could become one of the eleven strongest players in Bayern.

Unlike the Man City side.

The Bayern side adhered to the philosophy of "data first." The players' daily training results were all collected and calculated.

The top 11 ranked players would be the starters for the match.

Isagi and the others had all failed to make the cut; only Kunigami had broken into the top 11.

"That style of his, a carbon copy of selfishness, is a bit similar to that bastard Noa," Prince said, continuing to pump iron.

He observed Kunigami, and his playing style seemed to be somewhat close to that of his nemesis, Noa.

But it was a knock-off version, and the difference in ability was still huge.

Especially his finishing ability in front of the goal, which was far too lacking.

If it had been Noa, this goal would have been scored nine times out of ten.

Tendou turned his head and asked him, "You're very familiar with Noa?"

"Of course! He's my rival. My next goal is to drag him down from the throne of the world's number one," Prince got excited just talking about it, and the speed of his weightlifting increased significantly.

"What kind of player is he?"

"You're interested in him too?"

"Of course. My goal is to take you down first, and then him."

"Heh, I like your kind of madness that dares to devour the world."

Prince laughed heartily and then began to tell Tendou about Noa.

"A machine."

"Huh?"

"That's Noel Noa!"

The Noa in Prince's words was a ruthless goal-scoring machine.

Every shot, every aerial duel, every dribble, and so on, was as if it had been precisely calculated in advance.

"His football is uninteresting to the point of being ruthless. He doesn't play for the joy of the game, but purely to score goals. That's his terrible side."

"In addition to that, there are his naturally two-footed legs. The shooting power of both his feet is the same, and of course, so is his agility."

"You saw it just now, right? If that ball had been let through, Kaiser would have had a better scoring opportunity, but your teammate stole the ball. That's Noa's style, never willing to sacrifice himself."

A machine, huh.

Tendou averted his gaze and continued to watch the match.

If Noa's style was that every action was like a machine.

Then the opponent didn't seem as fearsome as he had imagined.

Because what Noa could do, his own big data analysis could only do better.

It could even be said to be his nemesis.

Back to the match.

Bayern's attack was saved by the goalkeeper, and Barça immediately responded.

Bachira received a pass from a teammate. He first moved the ball from side to side to make it difficult for the defender to judge, and then, as soon as the opponent made a move, he immediately completed a nutmeg to get past him.

To be honest, Tendou was a little shocked.

He didn't understand why Bachira had so easily become a starting player.

After all, he had chosen Barça. Was the talent-rich La Masia so easily conquered?

Tendou continued to watch.

He keenly noticed that in just ten days, Bachira's movements had changed.

Although his moves were still flashy, they were more stable than before. The ball seemed to be glued to his feet, constantly changing position according to his will.

His dribbling and one-on-ones were breathtaking.

Soon, the first goal happened.

Bachira dribbled past two players in a row, and then, the wavering face of the U-20 defender appeared before him.

But the evolved Bachira still defeated him and even drew in a pincer attack from Grimm and Gesner.

Bachira didn't force it. He used a clever backheel to flick the ball towards the center.

His teammate, Ignacio LaLa, passed the ball with one touch to Otoya on the right, who also returned it to Bachira with one touch.

Bachira followed up with a shot, and the ball found the back of the net.

A very Barça-esque attack.

Passing and passing, and the ball ended up in the opponent's goal.

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