The Era Of Footballer
Chapter 10 - Football Players
DEM'S! A shockwave came out leaving the students slightly pushed back.
Moments later, everyone was made to believe what they saw, especially the kicker, Michel. The ball is kicked with full force, the ball can penetrate a wall easily, held in one hand by Rigla.
Rigla raised her head slowly, her eyes opened slowly.
"Holy Knight .. I don't know .... A name too great for a kick like that" Rigla said, releasing the ball from his hand.
Rigla glanced around and all she met was a face of disbelief. He glanced back, at the people who supported him, and all he met was also a face of disbelief. Everyone did not believe what had just happened, not least Diego.
That kick .. It must have been Michel's Holy Knight! And Rigla ... holding it with one hand?! Even without taking out the Novis! diego's inner self with a gaping mouth in disbelief. She ... I expected! No, more than I thought! I know he's great, but it's more than great!
Rigla smiled faintly at Diego. Diego who felt the smile, immediately punched the sky and shouted, "RIGLAA!!"
Elina, Renatta, and Dea and the group were shocked to hear Rigla's cry, which was like calling people from a different mountain. Rigla's screams also shocked the people at the school. But for Michel, the scream was an insult.
"SHUSH! No. .. There's no way you can hold my kick like that!" michel shouted in disbelief.
"Unaccept? Then kick again," Rigla replied, pushing the ball gently with the bottom of her right foot.
The ball went slowly towards Michel. An irritated Michel, let alone being given the ball and being underestimated by Rigla, immediately kicked the ball with his Holy Knight Shoot.
"HOLY KNIGHT SHOOT!" shout Michel.
The winged knight came back out to accompany the ball. Rigla did not pull the ball, but slapped it with the back of her right hand.
The ball shot into the sky like a newly launched rocket. Back to make everyone in the field silent like a statue with an open mouth.
The ball came back from the sky like a meteor, then hit the ground firmly right beside Rigla. The ball is almost embedded in the ground, with cracks that can be found around it.
"Happy?" ask Rigla.
Michel gulped. He was already convinced that the kick he just took out was his ultimate kick. Michel's gang started shaking.
"Mi-Michels! Kick as you normally kick! That fantastic kick!" said the student who photographed and laughed at Rigla.
"Y-yeah! Are you Michel the Angel of Death?!" said the student yelling for the students to stay away from Rigla.
One by one the students began to shout Michel's name. Those who still do not believe in reality, those who fear reality, those who fear.
"What's up, Michel? Isn't everyone supporting you, shouting your name?" rigla.
Michel trembled in fear at Rigla's words.
"Now, answer honestly my question .." said Rigla with a sharp eye that seemed to say 'kill you if you lie'. A black aura slowly came out from Rigla's body.
Michel gulped, cold sweat flooding his body. A tremble more powerful than the tremor of an earthquake he felt.
"... Who touched my friend, Fergie?" said Rigla who let out a black aura like a turbulent fire.
"Bu-not me!" michel replied that he had fallen backwards with a knee stick.
Everyone was shocked to see the fall of Michel, the most feared figure in one school.
Rigla picks up a ball embedded in the ground.
"You know what kind of ball this is, right?" rigla said with a slight grin. Michel was scared. The smile on Rigla's face disappeared along with the right hand holding the ball so firmly that it popped the ball.
Everyone was surprised again.
The ball ... is a ball made specifically to withstand the power of one's Novis. And Rigla ... destroyed it with one hand?! inner Diego.
"I gave it one chance .." said Rigla, releasing the ball that had erupted and approaching Michel.
Michel's eyes widened, he already knew the meaning of Rigla's question. He also knew what would happen to him if he did not answer Rigla's question.
Every step made by Rigla, made some students fall in fear.
"... who .." said Rigla who was getting closer to Michel.
Michel's plotters saw Michel with a frightened face. Those who were frightened, immediately intended to run away from the field.
Fucking assholes! You guys want to leave me?! baitn Michel felt betrayed.
Tech ...
Michel, who heard the sound of a footclap, was very close to him, slamming his face forward. He saw a pair of feet in front of him.
Rigla clings to Michel.
"... the wounding" said Rigla cut out Michel's terrified cry, "THEY! THOSE WHO RUN ARE THE ONES WHO HURT YOUR FRIENDS!"
Deng .. Everyone's heart was like it was dislodged instantly. Michel's plotters who had been running, immediately stopped as if frozen. Everyone gulped, frightened by the word 'they' meant by MIChel.
They, does that include me? Michel ... are you complaining?! the mind of everyone who exists.
Rigla glanced to the right, front, and left. The students reflexively took a few steps back, even though Rigla was far from them.
Michel bastard ... You're complaining to me on your orders?! michel's inner conspirators looked towards Michel and Rigla.
Rigla stood up, then turned around and walked back to her goal, puzzling everyone. Michel's cabal will be beaten by Rigla, confused to see Rigla return to his net.
"Rigla?" ask Diego to see Rigla walking off the field.
"The match is over, what else am I supposed to do?" answer Rigla walking past Diego.
Rigla just left, like nothing happened.
Diego looked towards the frightened Michel and stared at the ground limply. Diego narrowed his eyes and clenched his teeth. He turned around and grabbed Rigla's arm.
"Rigla," said Diego.
"What are you expecting? Kick 'em?" ask Rigla without looking into Diego's face.
Diego was stunned to hear Rigla's words. "It's not so .. but, after all the treatment they've done to you and even Fergie, are you sure you're going to leave them alone once nothing happens?" ask Diego.
"Nothing happened .. hahaha," Rigla replied with a small laugh. "Of course I understand what you mean, but .. the match I won, which means the match is over. Isn't that the deal?"
"Then ... if the match is not over ...?" ask Diego.
Rigla looked at Diego's face with eyes glaring full of anger.
"I killed them."
Diego's mouth is open. His hand grip on Rigla's arm is weakened. Rigla turned her face and walked away leaving Diego and the others.
Elina who saw and heard what had just happened, patted Diego on the shoulder. "K-Sir Diego ...?"
Diego clenched his hands together and looked at Michel and his accomplice who was in an awkward mood
You're right, Rigla .. despite this harsh reality, but you're right, inner Diego.
Mr. Yudha, who had been preparing to break up if Rigla threw a fist, smiled proudly at Rigla who could resist.
"PRINCE! The match between Michel and Rigla, was declared to have ended and the match was won by .." said Mr. Yudha.
A football player .. will finish everything on the pitch, Diego's inner looking towards Michel surrounded his accomplice with an awkward atmosphere.
"... Rigla!"
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