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Upon hearing so, everyone split up and walked towards their positions. Felix didn't have to go far as he simply stood right outside of the central circle.

He was facing the ball exactly while having at least ten meters between them.

Meanwhile, Rolandinhio and Leo were sandwiching the ball from left and right, preparing for the kick-off.

As for Olivia and Sophia? They sprinted towards their corners.

After they reached it, they simply entered through the transparent small dome that allows only them and the injured to enter it.

Upon seeing that everyone was standing in their positions, Tyson pointed his finger at the glass ceiling and said, "The time and the score would be written there."

The moment everyone lifted their heads, they noticed that the board was written like this;

]Earthling Team 00:00 Salvadorian Team[/ 45:00 minutes, 1st half.

Meanwhile, for the viewers, they had their own big-screen outside of the dome to read the details in it.

"The match will begin in 30 seconds at the sound of the whistle!" Tyson said so while teleporting back into the commentary table.

After he got comfortable, he brought the mic closer to his mouth and started doing his job, "It seems like the Earthlings had chosen a flexible all-rounded 4-3-2 formation while the Salvadorians had decided to play offensively with their 3-3-3 formation."

That's all he had to say since it was too soon to guess the intentions and plan each team had prepared for this game.

Meanwhile, Felix and the rest were looking at the placement of each foe. They weren't surprised by some of them since they could guess who would be the healer, defender, midfielder, and striker based on their abilities.

However, they were quite astonished when they noticed that the long-haired Bamur was actually the goalkeeper as they expected that he would be a striker.

'It seems like the data we read was outdated. Don't rely on it too much and just stick to the plan.' Sylvia sent a message while glancing at the 10 seconds countdown.

Just like they were discussing telepathically, Drago was informing the three strikers to bombard either Rolandinho or Leo after the kick-off!

He was standing right behind him, making it obvious that he was a central midfielder like Felix.

"Five! Four!..."

tradition as they kept yelling harmoniously each number until

PEEEEEEP!!

hearing the referee whistle, Leo tapped the ball to Rolandihno who in turn did the unexpected as

the ball wasn't going to make it

as they swiftly activated their escape abilities

aggro from Leo and Rolandinho to Felix since the ball

could even resound in his teammates' mind, Felix had already teleported in front of the

Then...There was no then!

had disappeared from existence for a split second before emerging again at the embrace of the opposite goalpost

tomorrow, trying

actually looking at it as their eyes were still affixed on Felix's foot that was emitting smoke from

BOOOOM!! POOOF!!...

comprehend what's in god's name had just happened, the noise produced from the entire sequence had collapsed

didn't even need to close his ears as they were fully ruined

his ears,

he could still hear his heartbeats that were

a flying headless corpse that was heading

Thud! Thud....

due to the momentum until it stopped one meter in front

must be dreaming, this can't

his eyes were widened in disbelief at the sight of their striker name written boldly on the uniform's

]Dranan[

withdraws a second later, it was followed by a bone-chilling fear that chilled his

his planet for

could be considered as a veteran warrior before his planet was

this instant, he felt like his bladder was about to give in subconsciously and make him piss his pants in horror after

PEEEEP!!

fell into the grass, the AI referee whisled expressionlessly while extending his hand

WHOOAAAAHH!!!!

fastest

people and the ball from

balls??! Isn't that possible only to those with

stadium abruptly rose on its feet at the uproar that was risen after the

wildest dreams would have they considered that the match was going to start in