On the pitch.
The U17 teammates were stunned.
U17's young defender Bartra, who had possession, hesitated for a second but then forced himself to pass the ball to the retreating midfielder—Kai.
Kai received the ball and turned!
With the blessing of his "God's Eye View," his vision was fully unlocked!
The moment he held the ball, two U18 players quickly closed in.
The entire U18 formation shifted toward him.
The pressure was immense!
High pressing—one of the core tactics of Barça's possession-based style.
Though he was a product of La Masia, Kai knew after checking his attribute panel that his dribbling and ball control stats weren't that great.
With a full-field view, he had no need to stick to the ball.
If he got dispossessed, it would be a huge risk.
He barely advanced two steps before spotting a golden opportunity!
Thanks to his wide vision and the Pirlo Module's passing path assist…
He made a completely unexpected decision.
Using the inside of his foot, he lofted the ball into the air!
The football drew a beautiful arc, falling toward the right side of the front field.
Golden trajectory!
Pirlo's Cruise Missile Module activated!
Long-pass success rate: 100%!
Kai had launched his first cruise missile!
That long pass instantly tore apart La Masia U18's defense.
It caught everyone off guard!
"Beautiful ball!"
A scout by the sidelines couldn't help but praise.
He was from England and liked this direct, high-tempo style.
On the other side, Villanova froze in place.
Kai's long pass had uncanny vision—it had shredded U18's backline effortlessly, sailing along a perfect route into the U18's rear area.
On the U17's attacking front, striker Cristian Tello was sprinting.
Unbelievably, the ball landed exactly where he was headed!
Tello got goosebumps.
Kai's long pass felt like a guided missile—tracking his run with precision!
Tello—who would one day wear Barça B's No. 7 jersey and play for the senior team—received the perfectly fed pass.
With ease, he shot and sent the ball into the net!
1–0!
In the second half, La Masia's U17 finally broke the deadlock.
But there was no applause—just silence.
Villanova frowned, deep in thought.
Tello and the opposing goalkeeper were stunned.
The ball… went in? Like that?
The teammates looked at Kai with mixed emotions.
From outside the training ground, a spectator muttered:
"What a freak… that assist was great, but he doesn't play like a La Masia player at all."
Low-tier academy players on the sideline exchanged confused looks.
Takefusa Kubo opened his mouth:
"Fluke, right…?"
Other Japanese and Korean players echoed:
"Yeah, must be a fluke! He can't even control the ball properly.
Always booting long passes—it's just a cover-up for poor technique.
This kind of play doesn't exist in Spain!"
On the pitch,
No teammates ran over to hug or celebrate with him.
Tello put his hands on his hips and walked back to midfield slowly.
Everyone had strange expressions and remained silent after the goal.
Kai's long pass cut across the starry sky of La Masia's night—
But it seemed not a single star shined for this 16-year-old Asian boy.
As the match wore on, it returned to a dull rhythm.
Possession play sounds elegant, but in reality, it was very sluggish.
Kai had two more chances with the ball.
The Cruise Missile Module remained effective, and with his God's Eye View, he continued delivering sharp long passes that pierced through U18's backline.
But the U17 attackers clearly weren't used to this direct style.
They either miscontrolled the ball or got blocked by the keeper at close range.
The match ended in a series of tedious tiki-taka exchanges.
Final score: 1–0.
But the score no longer mattered.
What Villanova cared about was performance on the field.
He already had his selections in mind—
Thiago, Roberto, Bartra, Tello.
Coach Garcia jotted down the names as Villanova read them out.
Kai walked off the pitch silently, changing his gear alone.
Garcia's eyes flickered. He sighed.
"Mr. Villanova, that 16-year-old gave the only assist today. Maybe you could reconsider…" he said tentatively.
"No… he's not the type of player we need."
"Perhaps… you should consult Mr. Guardiola?"
"No need!"
Villanova folded his arms and shook his head firmly.
Garcia had no choice. He gazed at Kai's back and sighed again.
By the sidelines, a couple of scouts whispered:
"That kid didn't make Villanova's cut?
Well, no surprise—he's too unorthodox, not a product of La Masia.
But maybe Mourinho would be interested in those long passes."
"Are you crazy? Real Madrid just signed Kaká and Di María this season. Our midfield is stacked!"
"True... but we should still send the footage to the Bernabéu.
That kid's passing reminds me of Sneijder—the type Mourinho likes."
"Alright then! Seriously though, where in Asia is that kid from?"
…
Outside the training ground, under the night beside Camp Nou,
La Masia players surrounded the selected few, cheering.
Kai quietly packed his gear and walked off the field.
He knew—it was time to leave.
The truth was clear:
He didn't belong here, and this place couldn't accommodate him.
His two years at La Masia—
It was time to put a period on that chapter.
But Kai firmly believed—
Somewhere on the European continent, there had to be a place for him.
Whether it was to fulfill the main quest of the system,
Or to chase the football dream he failed to achieve in his past life,
He could not afford to waste more time at La Masia.
He needed a fresh start.
Riiiing—
His phone rang.
Kai looked at the caller and relaxed his brow.
It was Uncle Fan.
After describing the events of the match, a comforting voice came through:
"Kai, don't be discouraged. Go to England.
I have an old friend there!"
"In the next couple of days, I'll make the arrangements.
Crystal Palace may only be a Championship club,
But big clubs won't give you playing time.
Smaller clubs will help you improve quickly!"
"Seize this trial opportunity!"
After hanging up,
Kai looked up at the night sky of Barcelona.
At last, he let go of his obsession with La Masia and Barça.
His hunger for a professional contract had reached its peak!
"My football career won't end here."
"To London—a new beginning!"