The Rise of the Iron Wall!

"Goddamnit, Ninja! How could you be this amazing?! You have been with the team for a month, right? Fuck, anyone must be blind for not noticing your talent!"

"Also, what the fuck are you, goalkeeper, a fucking Spiderman?! How could you react to that shot?!"

"Damn! How could I not know that our second team is so awesome right now?!"

It was during the short break that Waldoch gave, when Ozan Kabak started approaching his teammates with a friendlier approach. Now, he also started to believe Frohling’s words, that those four players here were talented. Even though the man had only seen two, he was so sure that the other two wouldn’t disappoint him.

"Oz-san..."

At first, Morita wanted to complain here, wanting to say that he had a name. However, when those words left the tip of his mouth, he was so stunned, snapping his head to Higo, who also had a similar expression. Then, a second later, laughter broke from those two, gaining everyone’s attention.

"What? What? Is there anything funny?" Ozan Kabak asked curiously, finding that those two were laughing at him. Both Fabian and Hofmann also turned around, wondering what tickled those two’s funny bones.

"No, it is just..." Morita wiped the corner of his eyes while still having his shoulder shaking lightly. "I want to be polite and call him Oz-san, but it sounds more like Ossan, which means Uncle or Old Man! Damn, that nickname is so suitable, Oz-san!"

Silence followed for a moment before the others also laughed. However, Ozan Kabak didn’t find it funny. No, his face darkened immediately, somehow feeling offended by this new nickname. After all, he was a handsome Turkish man with a sharp jawline and clean face that could make any fangirl scream, so how could he be called an old man?!

"You rascal! How dare you both call me that!"

While they were playing around casually, the rest of the team looked at those five with mixed feelings. It would be a lie if they said that they weren’t in awe, especially for Morita.

After all, the boy had already been with them for a month, and no one really talked to him during that time. Not a single one of them had ever imagined that the boy they isolated would be this amazing on the pitch, managing to fool three main players to steal a goal and an assist in the last matchup.

They could still say it was a coincidence in the first attempt, but for the second goal? That turnaround move to escape from Jonjoe Kenny’s defense was so sneakily good, like a snake slipping around to kill the other predator who targeted him.

They were forced to admit that based on the ability he displayed in the last game, Morita indeed deserved a place in the team. Still, that didn’t mean they would just accept that the Japanese midfielder could steal one spot in the top 11 so easily.

"Okay, next team!" Frohling shouted, snapping everyone’s attention. "Markus! Juan! Caligiuri! Benito! Gregoritsch! You guys are up! Get ready to play!"

"Yes, Sir!"

Besides the goalkeeper, the four players there were those who were regular in the main team, exactly like how the last team went. However, this time, they didn’t dare to underestimate the opponent. If anything, they paid more attention to Morita, intending to shut the boy down for the next game.

Well, that had to wait first, because they were in possession first. Unlike the first team, which wanted to score as quickly as possible, they were more patient, moving the ball around while trying to pry the defense led by Ozan Kabak open. It wasn’t an easy task, but at least they didn’t give the opponent any chance to strike back.

Then, the first chance came out of nowhere, when Juan Miranda, the center back on the new team, suddenly sent a through ball to the right side of the pitch. This time, Daniel Caligiuri controlled the ball perfectly to initiate a cut inside move, fooling Hofmann on that side.

"Oh, shit!"

"Yes! Nice move, Cali!"

Instead of shooting the ball directly, though, he sent a little cross to the other side of the flank, so close to the far post of the goal. There, Michael Gregoritsch moved like a tank, trying to overwhelm Ozan Kabak with his strength,

"Move aside, Oz!"

"No way!" Ozan gritted his teeth while trying so hard to defend the man.

However, before the ball came to them, Higo rushed quickly, cutting off the pass. He moved so swiftly in the air, avoiding the clash with the other two players before plucking the ball in the air.

Thud!

"Yes! Nice catch, Higo!"

"HERE!"

Once Fabian and Morita saw Higo’s action, they didn’t even wait for the back. No, they threw away everything immediately, starting to rush forward to initiate a counterattack.

Of course, Higo would never waste away such a great chance. Still, he noticed that Morita was guarded by a defender quite tightly, so instead of going for the midfielder, the boy threw further across the center line, where Fabian controlled the ball easily with his head.

"Oh, yes!" Fabian grinned, trying to get the ball on his right foot. "What a pass, Higo!"

This time, the opponent didn’t push all the players forward, so they still had one last person to guard the backline. The man, Benito Raman, tried his best to hold back Fabian, not letting the blonde boy get any chance to get through him.

However, Fabian also didn’t blink here, not even trying to dribble past the man. Instead, his peripheral vision caught a movement from the middle, and with a light touch...

Thud!

He passed the ball there, and Hofmann had already slid on the ground with one foot extended far to get the ball. As a result, he pushed it with his sole, letting the ball get through the goalkeeper who was also fighting for it.

The ball went in, giving the rookie team their first goal of the match.

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