Elian took the ball and dropped it in the middle of the pitch, setting it for PSG to take the kick off. Then he shot Arlo a taunting look, as if to say, "come on, try something different, my perfect copy still has a little more gas till finish."
Arlo passed the ball towards Xander, he was certainly not going to try that same thing again, they weren't giving up on this match just yet. They still had a little bit more cards to play.
Colt passed the ball to Oscar who found Xander again. They were trying to break out and unleash an all out attack, but Manchester City's U-19 Team won't wouldn't let them, they clustered themselves around their opponents, choking them.
They didn't even leave enough space for an effective pass. City were fired up and PSG was fast losing hope, time was also running out on them.
It was already over for them, and they knew this. But City were getting even more excited, wanting to top the score and pay back for last season's humiliation, when PSG had beaten them 3-0 to win the Champions League title.
That seemed to be when Elian's backtrack started. But it wasn't clear enough, so no one was sure.
But who cared about that? That was in the past and this was the present. And what was happening in this present?
Eighty minutes into the quarter finals match between Manchester City's U-19 team and PSG's U-19 team, the score was Four to Two, with City dominating every area of the game.
Elian had cornered Jude into the corner lock area, making sure to block every pass route, forcing Jude to take him on.
Jude turned around, trying to back Elian and guard the ball. But Elian wasn't in for that, why was he going to do that? He had all day, he was going to wait for Jude to face him.
Seeing that Elian wasn't taking the bait, he turned around, Elian had won, he had to do it. It wasn't like he could kick the ball out for a corner or a throw-in, it was going to get much worse.
Jude hesitated purposefully, watching Elian calculatedly, trying his best to be tactical enough to move faster than Elian, so he could beat him in that corner.
Elian closed in a bit more, he was about to stick his foot towards the ball when he heard Meta shout inside his head. "No! Don't engage! He's highly concentrated right now, just pretend to go in and he would surely panic!"
Elian managed to stop his motion and change his action into a fake instead, quickly dropping back.
Just as Meta had predicted, Jude panicked and carried out an elastico, and took off running. But Elian had dropped back, so there was just enough space between them. Elian quickly stepped in, using his body to screen out Jude and letting the ball roll to his teammate behind him.
"There!" Elian shouted, quickly turning back and urging his teammate to move for the ball.
Noah ran for the ball, controlling it to a stop. He sighted Asher making a beautiful run into the box. He quickly released a cross but a defender came sliding in, knocking the ball out for a corner.
Oliver went to the corner, he placed the ball just outside the marked angle situated for the corner kick.
He took a deep breath and raised his hand, calling out to his players. Elian found a perfect position in the middle of the crowd of players and he raised his hand, signaling to Oliver to make the cross.
Colt marked Elian tightly, trying to use his superior strength to push Elian outside of the box and as far away from the goal as possible. But how far could he go?
Elian mused inwardly. "Body Enhancement…Activate!"
Colt was stunned as he felt Elian's body become rock hard. No matter how much he pushed, Elian didn't budge, he could feel muscles rippling through Elian.
Elian needed one more goal to level up to the fourth level, and he planned on doing it right now. He wasn't going to wait till the next match. The semi finals match was against Barcelona, they were much tougher than this PSG team and he alone might not be enough to carry his team to the win. So he had to get better immediately.
Elian mouthed to Oliver. "Make it as high as you possibly could.
Oliver didn't quite get this, so he thought maybe what Elian meant was that he should aim for the far corner and that was just what he could.
*Thomp!*
Oliver released the cross. Colt intensified his efforts, trying so hard to push Elian away, but it still wasn't working.
Elian mused to himself.
…Second Gravity…Activate!!
The ball rose very high, not showing any signs of coming down at all, it seemed it was going for the farthest corner, maybe Oliver intended for his teammates to release a volley from the far corner. It happened a lot in football games.
But Elian found himself smiling brightly. This is exactly how he wanted it.
Elian jumped, way before the ball even reached him. Colt heaved a sigh of relief when he saw Elian jump. Elian wasn't even going to reach the ball, and even if he did, he had jumped a bit too early.
But Elian was set on stunning the crowd of spectators.
Elian kept on rising, he didn't stop even for a split second. Colt felt his face turning ugly at the sight, why hadn't Elian stopped rising yet? Was he Ronaldo reincarnated? Why would he jump that high?
But Elian didn't give a damn. He had damn right sure jumped and he certainly wasn't landing any time soon.
Finally, Elian reached his limit, and it seemed to be just in perfect placement for the header. But there was something, the ball hadn't reached him yet, so it was all for nought, he was going to land without the ball….or so they thought.
Elian executed an impressive suspense for his age, lingering in the air for a split second. Sadly for him, this was all the system allowed him to do for now, he had to level up to last longer in the air. But it was very much enough for him.
Elian finally started to land after what seemed like an eternity to PSG's players. Elian had been in the air all this while, no body to stop him. He finally started to land, but not without the ball reaching him first.
"Projectile shot…Activate!"
With this, Elian had certainly sealed it and he had almost depleted his stamina points reserve.
*Thomp!*
Elian released the header, it flew towards the top left corner, with shocking speed and power, it was hard to believe that it was his head that had generated so much power.
And in the next second…
GOALL!!!!!
Elian landed, he had sealed the hatrick.
Elian signaled to the coach and he was subbed out immediately, a few minutes later…
Pii!!!