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Chapter 298 Qualifier finals XV

He very well knew that he was used as a scapegoat to set an example for others. But even so he simply couldn't stand the injustice.

Sure he had grabbed Park Ji-hoon's collar and sure he had forcefully pinned him against the locker.

But there were others involved in the argument as well. There verbal insults and abuse means nothing?

Not only the disciplinary act of the manager, he was also dissatisfied with Park Seung-gyu as well. Although Park Ji-hye was a bit moody and unruly, he wasn't a block-headed like most of his teammates.

He could clearly see behind the schemes of Park Seung-gyu. Earlier when he had faked his injuries which led to the freekick, he was well aware that Park Seung-gyu was pretending.

Even so he helped him to get by. But how did he repay the favour? He simply berated him and also snitched on him.

Was it all a coincidence that he decided to intervene right at the time when the coach entered the room? No...

It probably wasn't a coincidence. He was probably waiting for this moment.

Thinking about the moment how he was made a scapegoat, Park Ji-hye clenched his fist tightly and shot his gaze full of hatred towards Park Seung-gyu who was acting totally carefree, 'You... Sly fox. I should have known that feeding a snake would only lead to your death'

Right at this moment, Park Ji-hye who was fuming with intense fury, felt a wave of extreme hatred rising within him. But even so he was totally helpless. Thus he tucked his anger and maintained his calm.

'Sigh~ Guess I need to watch out my mouth from next time onwards' sighing inwardly, he let go of his anger as he learnt a lesson from this experience.

As every players positioned themselves in their respective spots, referee took a glance at his watch before blowing his whistle and announcing the continuation of the game.

Beep!!

As the sound of the whistle resounded, the once froze clock started ticking once again, showing the time to the viewers.

Constantly moving along the field, players from both the team tried to score. Sometimes going on the offense while sometimes staying at defense.

Position of the ball was ever-changing as it moved constantly in the field without any break. Sometimes it moved right while sometimes left.

It simply didn't remain stationary at one place.

Having no will of it's own, it could only follow the will of the person who get's hold of it. And it followed their will diligently without questioning or complaining.

Yet whenever the person who held it couldn't produce their desired outcome, they would curse it, acting as if it was it's fault.

Time and again opposing team's strategy clashed against their's which inturn nullified the collective efforts of both the team.

Unable to produce results from the strategy they had painstakingly created, opposing players were showing signs of anxiousness and frustration.

And because of that miss passes were often happening in the field.

Even so, Hiro and his teammates weren't able to take advantage of those miss passes either. While strategising they could clearly see the goal. But while employing those strategies, they simply couldn't find the back of the net.

Planning was easy but executing the plan perfectly was rather hard.

And players of Japan were starting to feel the difficulty behind the execution of their plan.

All of a sudden, Kim Il-sung who mostly had remained in the backline left his position as he started to charge forward all by himself with the ball.

The one who had been controlling the flow of the game from behind, suddenly initiated the attack on his own.

His actions came as a shock as players of Japan were caught off-guard. However at this stage, they simply couldn't afford to act surprised. They needed to pull their shit together as fast as they can.

And they needed to expect the unexpected. Otherwise a mistake was bound to happen.

And players of Japan did the same as well. They immediately steeled their mind as they recomposed their composure.

As much as Kim Il-sung leaving his position was a threat to them, it was also an opportunity. With one of their defensive core out of place, if they could get hold of the ball, they could create another opportunity to further their lead.

And no player of Japan wanted to let go of such a god given opportunity.

Looking at the rushing figure of Kim Il-sung who was charging all alone, Hiro's eyes glowed with determination and trepidation as he rushed towards Kim Il-sung to stop him.

Takeshi Ono upon looking at the charging figure of Kim Il-sung, swiftly moved his head around him to observe his surrounding before rushing towards Kim Il-sung. Contracting his muscles, he let out a short snort before charging towards Kim Il-sung. ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs, ᴘʟᴇᴀsᴇ ᴠɪsɪᴛ Noᴠᴇlꜰire.nᴇt

Just like him, Kim Il-sung's build was also somewhat big. But compared to Takeshi Ono, he was like a baby.

Kim Il-sung who had the ball in his feet was well aware of the build difference between the two of them. Even so, he was proud of his physicality, balence and ball holding capabilities.

Thus instead of passing, he headed straight towards the incoming Takeshi Ono who was sprinting towards him like a bull.

His steely eyes glowing with determination looked straight at Takeshi as not even an ounce of fear could be seen in it. His breath was as stable as lake water without any disturbance.

It didn't take those two long from reaching each other. Takeshi who boasted an impressive B+ stat in defending wasn't a player that could be trifled with either.

First to take advantage of his strength, he intentionally tried to put Kim Il-sung in a difficult position.

And as he got Kim Il-sung cornered into a difficult spot, he made use of his strength and tried to trip Kim Il-sung using his monstrous strength.

However Kim Il-sung was like daruma doll, he wasn't getting outperformed despite countless tries from Takeshi.

Takeshi then tried to use his full force to push Kim Il-sung. However just as he did that Kim Il-sung retreated all of a sudden, causing Takeshi's balance to falter.