"Hey, Snuffy, did you just see what happened?" After the match ended, while a few players went to shake hands, Lavinho quietly approached Snuffy and whispered, asking if he understood. Snuffy nodded with a complex expression, "Hmm... Shinichi... he must have used his organizational abilities to enhance his teammates' strengths. Otherwise, Kunigami wouldn't have been able to stop Bachira's plays."
"Actual combat and practice are two completely different things. Being able to do something in practice only shows you have the potential, but being able to replicate it multiple times in real combat shows you have the ability."
"In real combat, there are more distractions compared to practice. You face different numbers of people, varying strengths of opponents, their responses, and the techniques they excel in continually change. Besides these varying factors, even one's own mindset and other issues can make actions that are easy in practice difficult to replicate."
"But Shinichi, through his influence and ability, created an environment for his teammates that was close to that of practice, thus allowing them to maximize their potential," Snuffy remarked with a hint of admiration, shaking his head. When both sides undergo a chemical reaction and complement each other's abilities, many can achieve this, but Shinichi forcibly did it through his own ability.
You and I don't have chemistry? No problem, I'll use my strong individual skills to drive you forward, then use my top-tier organizational talents to forcefully match your moves, forcibly creating a chemical reaction.
What Shinichi just did was exactly that, no... it was even more exaggerated, because he managed to do this simultaneously with all his teammates on the field, which isn't as simple as just doubling the difficulty based on the number of people.
"Just now, Shinichi intentionally positioned himself slightly to the right of Kunigami, knowing that Kunigami is left-handed. This side is more comfortable for him for movements and blocking with his arm, so Shinichi's positioning subtly relieved Kunigami of some pressure from the right. Also, his passes—Shinichi would send the ball to where his teammates are most accustomed to receiving it during practice, making it as comfortable as possible for them, thus maximizing their potential."
"This must be why these guys suddenly saw such a boost in strength, because they could perform at practice level against the real combat level of their opponents."
...
Compared to Snuffy's reflection, Lavinho was stunned silent for a full minute, unable to speak.
When Lavinho turned to him, his face suddenly filled with grief, as though he had lost millions: "Damn it, why was he born here? Cursed Blue Lock, if only you were a place that cultivated midfielders, such a strong organizer... I'd slap the faces of those jerks in the club swollen just to get him over to us, how great would it be to receive such passes, damn it!"
"Even if he later becomes dissatisfied and wants to switch positions or try to take the top spot, at least let me enjoy a few years of it... no, ideally let me enjoy it until I retire, damn it, fate is so unfair to me!"
Snuffy, speechless, quickly dragged this embarrassing fellow away. It was a time for the kids to celebrate their victory, but before leaving, Lavinho still looked sorrowfully at Shinichi with a pained expression, ultimately leaving only a trail of tears in the players' tunnel.
"Woo woo woo... farewell... the best midfielder of my dreams..."
"Ah, you really got me this time, I lost fair and square." Having lost the match, Bachira quickly came to terms with it. Now, he was focused solely on following the monster's footsteps and playing football joyfully, without a clear idea of how far he could go. "You really are more of a monster, Shinichi."
"You're also doing well; you've made significant progress lately. If you can absorb Lavinho's characteristics and forge your own path, you'll become even stronger." Shinichi briefly stretched and then looked earnestly at Bachira. Despite the harsh loss, it didn't mean his opponent was weak.
Shinichi had also noticed that Bachira's new dribbling routine wasn't fully perfected yet; it was merely a semi-finished product that had absorbed new ideas.
Although Bachira had learned to wait, giving his dribbling a preemptive advantage, it still lacked initiative. A dribbler who can't actively create openings won't get very far.
"Of course, although bees aren't noticeable, they fly very fast. Don't let me catch up to you, you egoist."
Bachira smiled and extended his fist towards Shinichi.
Despite the defeat, he had no intention of giving up.
As long as he could play football, he would keep pushing forward. Shinichi smiled and nodded, touching fists with him, "Of course, don't think about catching up because I'll keep winning."
"You're bold to say that, buddy."
After meeting with Kira and a few others, Shinichi curiously looked at their substitutes and then asked, "What about Nishioka? I remember he joined the Spanish league environment with you guys, why haven't I seen him?"
"Uh... Nishioka got injured during training, so he hasn't participated in the subsequent sessions, and it's uncertain if he'll make it for the second phase."
Hearing this response, Shinichi was left somewhat speechless. In the original story, this so-called "Little Messi" was always injured and missing games.
He hadn't expected that after seemingly improving following their encounter, Nishioka would be injured again in the new "Hero Wars." It almost seemed like there was some kind of curse on him.
Unlike other systems that could browse through someone else's entries to pad out the word count, Shinichi's system couldn't do that, otherwise, he felt certain that Nishioka would have an irremovable "Glass Man" tag.
"HAHAHAHA!!" While Shinichi was lost in thought, a loud laugh broke his contemplation.
Barou excitedly held his phone up to the sky and yelled, "I'm at eighty million, Shinichi! I'll catch up to you slowly but surely!"
"Hmm, I also received an offer of fifty-five million." Kunigami quickly saw his own offer, but he was somewhat annoyed as he had originally surpassed Barou, and now the tables had turned. 'I can't just rest on my current laurels.'
"I got a smaller increase, thirty-two million. Probably because, as a defender, I'm not as physically imposing." Niko analyzed calmly, while Aiku stared at the forty million offer on his phone and clenched his fists in determination.
"AHHH! Damn it, why did mine only increase by ten million?!"
However, joy and sorrow do not necessarily align for everyone. Sendou looked utterly dejected. It couldn't be helped; here, either you were recognized for blocking Lavinho or scoring a goal, and it was tough for him to compare.
But what he found hardest to accept was the change in Shinichi's offer, "Also, wasn't it said that the offers had hit a ceiling? Why..."
"Why did your offer increase by a hundred million again?!"
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