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Chapter 72: Facing the Old Rival Captain

Author: Nyaanya
last update publish date: 2026-05-08 19:02:27

Semi-final night arrived under a sky that felt heavier than the floodlights could pierce.

The neutral venue was sold out, eighty thousand voices creating a constant, thunderous roar that vibrated through the concrete and into the bones. Floodlights blazed down on the pitch, turning the grass into a vivid, almost unreal green stage. Rain had threatened all day but held off, leaving the air thick and humid, the turf slightly slick underfoot. Banners waved in the stands — some supporting Ostin Ci
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