BLUE LOCK CHAPTER 21: BREAK THROUGH!

Break Through!

The Final Play

The scoreboard flashes: TEAM W 4 – TEAM Z 3, and the players are desperate.

“Attack! We get one more play!!” The voice rings out, urgency heavy in the air.

“It’s our last chance!” one of them yells, trying to rally the team.

“Then we can play the next game!!” But the words barely hold any weight; this match is about more than just the game. The players are driven, knowing this is the moment.

“We need to tie!!” Another voice, full of grit, calls out. The tension is palpable.

“Pass it, Isagi!!” The plea echoes through the field, but there’s doubt. “You can’t do any more on your own!!”

Isagi hesitates, his eyes flickering with uncertainty. “No…” he murmurs, before his voice turns firm. “I can see it!”

The realization hits like a spark. CHAPTER 21: BREAK THROUGH!

Chigiri’s Arrival

Isagi races up the field, his body pushing forward with every step. He’s not alone, but the pressure is suffocating. Then, as if summoned by fate itself, the sound of a familiar name cuts through the air: “On the other side…”

A burst of speed, a flash of motion.

“…IS CHIGIRI!!!!”

“He’s fast!!” The onlookers can’t believe it.

“Isagi!!!” Chigiri calls, the urgency in his voice almost palpable. “Pass to me!!”

The Chase Begins

“Isagi!!” The call is filled with panic. “They’re coming up behind you!” The pressure is mounting, every breath more desperate than the last.

“Raah!!” A fierce yell tears through the air. The game is slipping away, but there’s still hope. “Let’s go!!”

“Chigiri! Show me…” Isagi’s words trail off as he knows exactly what Chigiri is about to do.

“I can smell…” Chigiri’s voice sharpens, his focus unyielding. “A GOAL!!!”

The Moment of Truth

Isagi’s heart pounds in his chest, but he can’t stop now. “None of us are over there!!”

“Where’s he aiming?!” The confusion spreads, but in that confusion lies the chance for victory.

THUNK

The sound of the ball connecting, of hope manifesting. And then, HYOOO—an almost inhuman sound fills the air as the players scramble to keep up.

“Ba ha ha ha!” A victorious laugh fills the space. The realization hits that this could be it. “If we clear this, it’s game over!”

“Get it, Kuon!!” The call rings out, but doubts linger in the air. “Are you passing to us?! You’re getting desperate!”

The Speed of Desperation

“With that speed…” one player mutters, disbelief in their voice. “Yeah… I…” But Chigiri is already moving.

“…CAN REACH IT!!!” He shouts, desperation and determination blending into one unstoppable force. “I NEED…”

“…TO SPEED UP!!” The words fuel him, pushing him beyond his limits. “I NEED TO GO FASTER… FASTER!!”

“It’s all ov—” someone starts to say, but the words are cut short as the game begins to tip into madness.

“Yes, clear!!” The ball moves, and the players begin to shift, to adapt.

“Move it.”

The Breaking Point

“BREAK THROUGH!!!” Chigiri’s voice echoes, a rallying cry.

“BOIL OVER!!” The words spill out, and the tension in the air becomes a palpable force. The field is no longer just a place for soccer; it’s a battlefield, with stakes higher than anyone imagined.

“What’s with that speed?!” someone yells. “Were you hiding it?!”

“Chigiri?! What are you—?!” The disbelief rings out, but there’s no time for doubt. They have to stop him.

“Stop him…” one of the defenders says, but their voice shakes. “He’s so fast!!”

“No way… Him?!” The realization dawns, but it’s too late. The moment has arrived.

“Somebody stop him!!” The cry of desperation fills the space. “Stop him!!”

VWOOM The sound of Chigiri’s movement is almost deafening. “It’s been so long… this feeling of springing off the ground…” Chigiri’s voice trembles, but it’s a voice full of longing and power. “And getting even faster…”

The Past and the Present

The call from the sidelines is frantic, urging Chigiri to stop. “Stop him, big bro!!”

“Foul him if you need to!!” The command echoes through the field, but Chigiri doesn’t flinch.

“What the hell?! He can run?!” The surprise is written across the faces of his teammates. But Chigiri doesn’t care.

“Being a prodigy…” he thinks, “…or being unable to play soccer again…” He faces the moment head-on.

There was something—the day he first played soccer—that feeling. “That ecstasy…” His voice softens as he thinks of it. “More important than both of those…”

The Final Play

“?!!” Chigiri’s gaze sharpens, a singular focus in his eyes. He moves with the intensity of someone who knows what’s at stake.

THWOMP The sound of the ball thudding against the goalpost fills the air.

“…of breaking past someone!!”

“Nnf!!” A frustrated grunt echoes from the defenders, but Chigiri’s not done yet.

“He’s trying to catch up to it?!” someone yells. The intensity only increases from there.

“What are you doing, Chigiri?!” The question hangs in the air, full of confusion and disbelief.

“Stop him, big bro!!” the cry rings out again. But Chigiri is already in motion. “This is it…”

“I remember…” Chigiri thinks, a smile creeping into his expression. “Soccer means to me…”

The Gamble

Did Chigiri just pass to himself?! FWOOSH The sound of the ball whips through the air, and in that moment, everything slows. “That ecstasy only I can savor!!”

“IS THE MOMENT I BREAK PAST SOMEONE!!!” His voice is triumphant, filled with raw emotion. “THE ONLY TIME I CAN BELIEVE IN MYSELF…”

“Chi-giri!!” The shout is full of admiration. “Go!!”

The goalie stands in the way, but Chigiri’s determination is unwavering.

“Yes! Gotcha…” The defenders scramble, trying to catch up, but Chigiri is already ahead. “Gaaah!!”

The Dream on the Line

“JUST KEEP BURNING…” Chigiri’s voice echoes with resolve. His past, everything that led him to this moment, fires him forward. “The me from back then…” he remembers. “…straight ahead!!”

“Just look, Isagi!!” Chigiri calls out, his eyes blazing with the hunger for victory. “Look, all of you!!”

“Get him, goalie!!” someone calls, but it’s too late.

“I’M GAMBLING EVERYTHING ON THIS MOMENT!!” Chigiri throws everything into the play, hoping for the outcome he’s always dreamed of.

The Final Countdown

“If this misses…” Chigiri’s thoughts race.

“You gotta touch it!!” one of his teammates calls out, urgency written in their voice.

“Use your hand or foul him if you have to!!” The stakes are higher than ever.

“…or my leg gets busted again…” Chigiri’s inner turmoil is almost palpable, the fear of injury and failure always just a heartbeat away.

KCCH The sound of the ball striking the post—will it be enough?

“STOP IIIIT!!!” the goalie shouts.

“…then I’ll give up soccer…” Chigiri’s voice falters, a promise to himself in the heat of the moment.

The Moment of Truth

“BUT IF…” Chigiri thinks, the world around him narrowing into a single focus.

“…I MAKE THIS GOAL…”

“…and my leg…” He can feel it, the weight of everything riding on this moment.

“…still isn’t broken…” He pushes through the pain.

“…then…” he finishes, knowing what’s at stake.

“TO MAKE…” Chigiri’s thoughts grow louder.

“…MY DREAM A REALITY…”

The Dream Unfolds

“?!!” The tension is unbearable. “To become…”

“…the best in the world…”

The Final Kick

“…I WANT…”

“…TO KEEP PLAYING.”

The scoreboard flashes, and the crowd holds its breath. WING 5 MATCH 7…

The moment is frozen in time.

[Scoreboard: TEAM W 4 – TEAM Z 4 — DRAW]

“RAAAAH!!!” Chigiri’s scream fills the air as the weight of the match comes crashing down.

“Look!” someone points, breathless with excitement.

“THIS IS HYOMA CHIGIRI!!”

Continue the journey in Chapter 22! Click here to move forward.