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Chapter 547: World Cup Qualifier IX



Even the tenth and eleventh goals of the game didn't take long to come as in a matter of a couple of minutes, Japan widened their lead to a staggering eleven to nothing.

By now, almost the entirety of the stadium had emptied.

The opposing fans couldn't bear to see such a humiliating outcome. Even those who had remained appeared as if they were in great turmoil.n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

Truly, it was beyond embarrassing.

Yet still, it didn't look like the Japanese side would show any mercy. It looked as if they wouldn't stop until the final whistle.

Especially Hiro who had been tirelessly running around the field for a while even now when they had achieved such a massive lead, there was hunger in his eyes.

Continuing with his relentless pursuit, he chased after the ball even though it was the final minute of the game.

Wei Zen stood before him appearing a lot different than how he appeared earlier. There was hardly any smugness left in his face.

Furrowing his brows, he glared at Hiro who was closing on him.

'YOU F*CKING BRAT! HOW DARE YOU RUIN MY MOMENT!'

With burning rage, he gnashed his teeth indignantly. You could vividly see blue veins popping in his forehead and it looked like he was in great discomfort.

Earlier after he managed to infuriate Hiro, he had thought that he had him in the palm of his hands. But who could guess that Hiro would transform as such?

He was extremely agitated at him.

He had already begun to imagine the praise he would receive after the match. But Hiro whom he had assumed to have full control over suddenly assaulted his hopes like a massive hurricane, completely obliterating the dreams he had weaved.

If it wasn't for the sudden change, he'd have been glorified by the entire nation.

But with such a humiliating result, he might even get kicked out of the team. For sure, after this humiliating performance what awaited their team was a major reform.

Blinded by rage, he could no longer discern good and bad. At this moment, all he desired was to destroy the person who was responsible for his misery.

With a burning desire to obliterate Hiro, he thrusted hard at him.

It didn't matter to him whether he could snatch the ball away from Hiro or not. Even if it meant sending him on a stretcher, he just wanted to ruin this bastard who had spilled water on his plan.

So, without any intention of touching the ball, he tackled Hiro.

Hiro had foreseen the tackle so, he swiftly moved out of his way. But even so, he couldn't

avoid the fate of getting taken out. Just as he leaped over Wei Zen, he intentionally swept his leg up while Hiro was hovering above him.

Any who had an eye could see that it was an intentional foul.

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Immediately as Hiro fell to the ground, a riot broke out in the stadium. Before falling, Hiro stretched his arms out attempting to cushion the fall.

But in doing so, he twisted his arm.

"Argh-"

Hiro billowed in pain.

With his eyes shut, he rolled on the ground as an agonizing pain coursed through his body. The pain was so intense that he felt like he could pass out any instance.

While he wailed in pain, he felt as if he was being poked by thousands of microneedles. Just from the pain alone, Hiro could tell that he had either broken a bone or dislocated his arms.

The stadium got extremely noisy as the enraged Japanese supporters hauled indignant curses at the opposition. Especially, Wei Zen who had caused the incident, they didn't spare him any mercy as they cussed and cursed him without any stop.

Some of the fans even looked like they'd jump out of the stand to personally beat Wei Zen.

As for the Japanese players, they were equally enraged.

At this moment, the entirety of the team had become united. Even Naoto had rushed out to confront Wei Zen.

Tatsuki who was near was the first to react.

As soon as Hiro fell to the ground, he immediately rushed to confront Wei Zen. Shoving aside one of the opposing players who was trying to shield Wei Zen, he directly headed to him. Then he directly grabbed him by his collar and began to jerk him vigorously while glaring at him with his bloodshot eyes, "YOU F*CKING BASTARD I'LL KILL YOU!"

Wei Zen, couldn't even bring himself to resist his grip.

Immediately, Wei Zen's complexion paled as fear gripped his heart when facing the person who grabbed him by the collar. He began to sweat profusely and his heart pounded vigorously.

Yet still, with a horror-stricken face, Wei Zen tried to escape from his grip.

At this moment, his primal instincts were screaming in alarm that this person before him was dangerous, and if he didn't get away from him, it might threaten his life.

Wei Zen could palpably feel the killing intent oozing out from him.

'This person really wants to kill me'

He felt his heart shudder upon this finding. A chill ran down his spine as he felt the killing intent of the person holding him by the collar.

'Escape... I need to escape.'

Desperation clawed his heart as he struggled to free himself from Tatsuki's grip. But he just couldn't seem to free him from the bear-like grip of Tatsuki.

He even wanted to scream for help but words won't come out, "Help..."

Tatsuki had caught him firmly and he wasn't going to let him get away. He thoroughly wanted

to beat this person to a pulp.

Just then he caught a glimpse of Tatsuki preparing to punch him.

Wei Zen tightly shut his eyes thinking that he would get hit. But just in the nick of time, somebody prevented him from experiencing the wrath of Tatsuki.

Yamada arrived at the scene just in the nick of time and managed to drag Tatsuki away from Wei Zen. If it wasn't for his intervention, Tatsuki might have punched a hole in his face. Even after not feeling the sensation of being hit for a while, Wei Zen weakly opened his eyes.