SSS Ranked Taboo Student
Chapter 48: -Scoring -

Chapter 48: -Scoring -

Max came to an abrupt halt, managing to twist his body in time. He salvaged the other’s plan to take him out and escaped.

...

Behind him, as soon as the whistle blew...

Storm passed the ball through the center of his legs to Volkan who had been prepared to receive it.

He then slammed into the opponent, trying to stop their charge.

As the tackle enfolded, Volkan ran slightly to the defensive before stopping.

There he had a wider and broad view of the field.

Scanning the field, his eyes caught the scene of an opposition player being scooped off the ground in a swift manner.

And there he was, Max was dashing for their defense.

His speed was explosive, seemingly too fast for the opposition to react in time. But they did, one of them happened to lock on him and leaped to give him a spear-takedown, a dangerous one at that.

In reaction, Max came to an abrupt halt. Twisting, he managed to evade the figure .

The opposing player upon missing the target fell to his own vile intention. A crash landing that would leave scars on him if he wasn’t wearing a helmet.

Swoosh!

Volkan, beyond his surprise, his muscles stretched taut under his gears. At this moment, everyone on the seemed to disappear from the field and it was only Max’s dashing figure remaining.

The ball rocketed swiftly through the air with an invisible straight line. Beyond the disbelief of the opposing team.

Bang!

Max’s grip was sturdy.

Leaping to catch the rocketing ball, he was unaffected by the force he received. Instead his heart calmed as he felt a thrilling sensation through his body. Adrenaline.

Regaining a foothold on the green patched field. He glanced at the end like before bursting forward with explosive seed.

By now he had advanced more than ten yards.

The rest of the opposing team, a group of S Ranked Elites who had reacted earlier were now wildly charging towards him.

’Hard...’ The thought drifted through his mind but he didn’t stop, he kept running at full speed.

Then when he got closer to the first person, he pulled the trick he used on the previous person.

An abrupt halt then sidestepping him.

Missing his target, this person didn’t crash on the floor right away. There was another figure madly chasing Max. And just when he sidestepped, he saw that his teammate had dropped him. While Max, who was their target, kept charging without stopping.

As the rest saw this, they imbued more strength in their muscles, boosting their speed more.

But unfortunately, it was too late.

The cursing and despairing spectators who had gone silent after seeing him dribble his first tackle. Stood up from their seats in a synchronized manner. Their fists clenched, they watched with exhilaration as he scored their second point.

"Yes!!!!!!!!"

They burst out in frantic shout, vividly shaking as their face mirrored joy and excitement.

Even the Class 1 and 2 Students who were trying to act composed at this won’t were evidently excited, fervently shaking their hands but not shouting.

Cynthia, Cinthya, Ayesha, Andrew, Bruce... Class 1 & 2 from all years basically sat together.

"It is a touchdown!"

"Shit! I saw it too"

"Who is he!"

He actually ran past their end line, scoring a whole 6 points and shortening the difference to 14.

Under the excited shouts. Max calmly jogged back to rendezvous with the rest of the team out of formality.

He wasn’t feeling hippie humpy about the point he scored, instead he felt deep satisfaction and thrill at the thought of his newfound reaction speed, explosive speed and strength.

"Nicely played."

"Never knew we had someone that fast and strong on the teammate."

"That was awesome..."

Sharply nudging his shoulders, they each gave a commending comment with a revitalized glint in their eyes.

Storm however, gave a stronger pat.

"Thank you." He said, before signaling for the team to assemble. Posing for Kick.

As he watched in silence, yet to speak a word since he joined. He felt a few hateful gaze directed at him.

The three S Ranked Students who had fallen for his petty halt and turn tactics were now looking at him vengefully.

Shaking his head, he let out a small breath as he glanced at the remaining minutes they had left.

’7 minutes till the fourth quarter ends.’ Seems there’s actually no hope.

"Yes!!!!!" Suddenly the spectating students burst into another round of shouts.

(26-13)

Storm had been successful with the kick, earning an extra point.

But despite that, there was a solemn feeling around every member of the team.

Sure, they had scored 7 points due to Max’s shocking emergence. But now that they were the ones on defensive, their recent win didn’t seem that glorious anymore.

The spectating students seemed to realize this too and quickly calmed.

Meanwhile the S Ranked Elites on the opposite spectator seats. Revealed knowing smiles having recovered from their surprise.

As all these unfolded, Max calmly shook his head. And switched to defensive. Not far behind Storm and Volkan. He stood ten yards before the formed scrimmage line with anticipation in his eyes.

He could sense several sharp gazes resting on him.

Something Storm was seemingly the captain didn’t take note of. In fact the whole team was being led by their emotions. Defeat etched in their mind. They could barely reason as far as he could tell.

’I should probably brace for impact.’

PEEp!

As the whistle blew.

The clash turned rampant and vruts.

Having occupied and blocked their sights. The opposition played a plot twist to the whole game, and it’s fundamental.

Behind the scrimmage, on their side, the defensives had been waiting. Seeing the clash unfold, they instantly dashed forward, managing to catch the opponent off guard. They joined the scrimmage.

Sending several bodies rolling, and grunts of pain in the air.

Their combined power managed to break the delicate balance between them.

"Fuck! What are they doing?!"

The whole team were left in disarray upon seeing the opposite team abandon their defense. Wildly charging forward... Then did something crazier.

Then sent the ball rocketing towards Max who had already guessed their vile intentions.

’Bunch of vile prideful bastards.’ Max thought inwardly, steeling his resolve. With a firm foothold on the soil ready to burst forth with explosive strength.

They had thrown the ball towards him, wanting to tackle him in order to leave him with a severe injury.

Before the speechless eyes of both spectating sides, Max turned back and ran towards his own home.

"What is he doing?"

"You have the ball, can’t you throw a pass..." Fortunately the person saying these things felt stupid enough and decided to keep quiet.

Max was the only standing member of his team. The rest were either rolling silently on the ground or groaning in pain while clutching their abdomen as they tried to stand up.

The unfolding scene was brutal, but beyond that a comedic one was happening.

Furiously chasing one lone figure, like a pack of wolves after a wandering sheep, were six huge built players like charged rhinos.

But despite that they were unable to catch up.

Max ran with all his might, unleashing the full potential of his stamina and agility. His breath never faltered one bit as he focused on running in a roundabout manner.

Seeing this, the crowd suddenly quietened down with spectacled looks settling on their faces.

What seemed to be easy peasy, taking down one lone youth without a similar build as them. Turned to a comedy show.

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