Martial Arts Worlds

Chapter 197 Unstoppable Scorer

Mangose dashed through the field with incredible speed, leaving a trail of dust behind him.

He was easily the fastest person on their team, and he was usually the person who took the ball deep into the opponent's side.

It was hard to defend against him as he was usually able to blitz through his opponent's defenses with ease.

'This little girl is my opponent?'

Mangone thought as he looked at the sweet-looking Julia, whose ponytail-tied black hair swayed behind her like a black ribbon in the wind.

"You cannot stop me, little girl!"

Mangose shouted, then stepped to her right side, but as soon as Julia followed his movements, he quickly stepped over to the left and dashed past her before she could react.

'He outsmarted me!'

Julia exclaimed and turned around to race after him, but she was quickly left in his dust.

'Little kids, my friend here, Mangose, is a professional track athlete.' SwiftStriker23 smirked. 'He isn't a martial artist, he's a runner!'

STEP!

Julian stepped forward.

It was as if the surrounding atmosphere suddenly changed. The air grew heavy with tension, as if the ground beneath them was about to crack.

'Hmph!'

With arrogance fueling his legs, Mangose rushed straight at Julian, not believing that he had any chance in hell to stop him.

'Once I pass this brat, I can make an easy passing play for scoring!'

Mangose side-glanced to the right field.

His friends, SwiftStriker23 and SmokerBoy, were heading towards the goal. They were being only defended by Jonathan and Dominic, who were barely able to keep up with them.

'Easy goal.'

SwiftStriker23 turned around his shoulder, and to his surprise, he saw that Kiernan was just standing in the middle of the field.

He had no intention of trying to defend.

'Does he not care that we will score? Does he believe that after we score, they will get possession, and with him as an attacker, we won't be able to stop him?

'Arrogant brat. As long as we stop any passes from coming to you, we will win!'

SwiftStriker23 turned his gaze back to the goal and raised his arm, awaiting a pass.@@@@

Mangose arrived within Julian's defensive zone.

'I'll do the same as I did with that little girl. My specialty—Two Step Feint!'

When others saw that, they couldn't believe their eyes.

Those fake clones looked exactly like Kiernan, even down to his facial expressions and movements. They were all carrying the same striped ball with the same grip, and even the way they breathed was identical.

'What the hell is that?!'

XxxChampionxxX kept blinking, thinking he was seeing double.

'Is that martial ability? No, that's foolishness; you can't use martial abilities in Infinite Dojo. Also, there is no way that this brat has already become Martial King!'

At that moment, every Kiernan reeled back their throwing arms, and then simultaneously threw about dozen striped balls towards the goals.

All the balls were spinning at the same speed.

"Haha, what the hell can I do against that?"

He just watched as the dozen balls swooshed past him, and smashed into the net of the goal.

[GOAAAAAAAAAL!]

[CoachJin Team 2 - 0 SwiftStriker23 Team]

'I didn't expect my martial arts to be so good at Punch Ball.'

Kiernan thought with a smile.

"Ahahaha..." Coach Jin awkwardly laughed from his goal. "I think we need to put Kiernan as goalie next time. This is just unfair."

'How did he make those clones?' Julian frowned. 'And why hasn't he done that technique beforehand? It's really powerful, as even I couldn't tell which one was real.'

With dispirited looks, SwiftStriker23 went back to his goal, grabbed the ball, and saw that all of his friends also looked like they had given up.

While they were far from being the strongest team in Punch Ball, they have had a decent track record in their matches.

They had won 55 matches before, and have lost 62.

While they had lost 3-0 before against some very strong teams, they had never been this utterly defeated on their defensive side before.

Nothing they did seemed to work.

"Come on, we must at least score once against these brats!"

SwiftStriker23 shouted.

"Their right side seems to be the weakest. SmokerBoy, it's all on you."

"Yeah, give me that ball."

The ball appeared on SmokerBoy's hand. He then turned around, and with a burst of speed, he began making his way through the right field.

In the right field, Dominic and Jonathan waited.