As he prepared to take the shot, Hiro felt as if the entire world had slowed down. Colorful strings wrapped the entire field, leading him to his destination.
It was as if he had entered a different dimension.
He could even feel the sensation of the cold breeze gently caressing him as it rustled past him.
It was such an ethereal experience.
Upon getting close to the ball, he threw his arms back while at the same time he stretched his legs. At this moment the weight of his whole body was concentrated on one single point. It was as if the entire force of his body was converging at one point.
Balancing the weight of his entire body, his other leg was under huge pressure. But by no means was he uncomfortable.
Then as he swept his leg to hit the ball, the stored-up energy transferred from his dominant foot onto the ball.
It was a clean strike.
As for his gesture, it was like a samurai swinging his katana.
