Blue Prison: I walk into the world as the devil

The entire stadium was unusually dark, and figures holding glow sticks were flashing in the audience seats.

At this time, the dome above the Bird's Nest slowly opened.

What you see is the brilliant starry sky.

As if Noah, who was standing beside Ye Liangqiu, heard what he said... he slowly said, "But now the tall building has already risen, right?"

Ye Liangqiu chuckled, "Yes, the high-rise building has been built, but someone wants to tear down this high-rise building that we built..."

"It's ridiculous, it's really ridiculous..."

Noah didn't say anything. After all, all the players knew before the game that this was a game operated by capital. Otherwise, how could the ace star players of the five major leagues gather in one team?

The cake is the new u20.

And the five major leagues are the ones who divide the cake.

At this moment, the team gradually entered.

Next to Itoshi Rin happened to be Itoshi Sae. The two did not speak, but seemed to glance at each other in the dark.

At this point, Itoshi Rin couldn't hold back any longer and asked, "Are you also... ready to see us make a fool of ourselves?"

After all, facing such a powerful opponent.

Their newly formed U20 team, judging from the official win-loss ratio data, has a probability of winning of less than 20%... Almost the whole world wants to see this group of arrogant players fall.

Itoshi Sae was silent for two seconds before speaking, "No... I just think that you... aren't... you have grown to the point where I can be a serious opponent."

"I want to know more... whether you can be the best striker."

When he heard these words from Itoshi Sae for the first time, Itoshi Rin paused and looked at Itoshi Sae who was still walking forward... At this moment, his eyes seemed to be a little sore. He didn't know where this soreness came from, or why it felt sore.

But... he had an unbearable urge to cry.

It seems like after walking all the way here...I finally got the answer I wanted.

After a few seconds of silence, Itoshi Rin said in a dull tone, "You are such a troublesome brother."

"Isn't this... inevitable?"

"I don't need you anymore. Our dream ended that day. Now I... am pursuing my own dream."

The corner of Itoshi Sae's mouth curled up slightly as he walked in front. He turned his head and looked at Itoshi Rin, "Then let's give it a try."

Not only this pair, Ma Lang also walked side by side with his previous mentor.

"I heard your declaration!"

"Becoming the world's number one? Or the world's king? Is that too shameful?" Snuffy teased with a smile.

Ma Lang turned his head away. "Heh...you bastard, I'll kick you to pieces on the court."

A burning phoenix seemed to appear behind Snuffy, and its eagle-like eyes stared at Malang. Finally, it laughed and hooked its finger, as if to say that if he had the guts, he could kick him to death.

The arrogance in the two men was already burning fiercely.

"It seems that everyone has their own opponents."

Jie Shiyi smiled as he watched the fierce battle in front of the team. When he turned his head, he saw Caesar with an unhappy look on his face.

Caesar snorted coldly, "You are not worthy to be my opponent."

Jie Shiyi chuckled, "As an ordinary person competing in this competition, your opponent is destined to be me, because there is only one throne on the Wall of Scholars."

"Either you die or I die."

Although Caesar said this, the fighting spirit in his eyes was also surging. He naturally knew that all the players in this game were top players... whether they were worthy or not, the results would all depend on the goals.

At this moment, the two people walking at the back were also whispering.

That’s right, they are the two demons, Shidao Ryusei and Ciel.

"You will lose miserably in this game. I have already seen the future." Charles showed his fangs, raised his head high, and his big eyes showed pride.

Shidao Longsheng sneered and put his arm around Ciel's neck. "Future? Did you see my ultimate explosive shot?"

"End the game with one kick?"

"You lumpy little bastard."

Charles wanted to break free, but found that he could not beat Shidao Ryusheng at all. After all, the physical difference between them was not in the same league. Shidao Ryusheng was very strong, so strong that his face turned red.

"Let me go, you sick demon."

"We are enemies now. Our relationship has been broken since that match!"

"You bastard!"

"A perverted demon who's in the way!"

Although Ciel cursed vigorously, Shidao Longsheng did not take it seriously at all. He pointed his finger at Loki who was not far ahead and said, "I know what you want, and I also know where your pleasure lies."

"After all, our previous dream collaboration... that thrilling experience was exhilarating, wasn't it?"

"After this match...I will let you feel the kind of pleasure that is beyond words."

"Of course... I will also defeat the source of your confidence."

Charles snorted, "You're just talking big, but you can't even find a corner..."

The national god standing in front of them glanced at the two of them, and his eyes seemed to say, where did these two idiots come from?

Compared to the tit-for-tat of others, Feng Le was walking next to his former mentor, the league scoring champion of Spanish FC Bacha, the gorgeous dribbling genius and dance master 'Lavinio'.

"I still have to thank you for all the journey I've taken."

"After all, you're the one who discovered me and the one who gave me the inspiration."

"Thank you very much."

Lavinio's unruly hair style fluttered in the wind. He couldn't help but smile after hearing Feng Le's words. He habitually wanted to push up his sunglasses, but then he realized that he had taken them off before the game. He said slowly, "Don't thank me. You should thank these selfish people around you."

"They forced you to grow, and they also forced the monster in you to grow."

"Although I really want to get you on my team."

"But... your choice is not absolutely wrong."

"After all...Snuffy and I are the same. After arriving at the Blue Prison, the passion that was almost lost was also aroused by you little brats."

"Speaking of thanks, it should be me who thanks you."

"Thanks, you little bastards, for making me feel that passion...for football again."

Feng Le's mouth curled up. He never regretted choosing Spain and joining Lavinio's team. He also got to know Lavinio as a mentor better.

He knew that Lavinio was often fouled maliciously by players in the World Championship because of his dancing on the court, and he was considered the person with the highest injury frequency in the entire World Championship.

After all... Spanish dancing seemed to others like a way to humiliate them.

Whether it is France, Germany, or players from other clubs, in order to prevent Lavinio from jumping up, they choose to commit fouls blatantly on the field.

Feng Le naturally understands that feeling... After all, having good skills but being cracked by others with brute force is a painful experience.

The two smiled at each other and continued walking towards the court in front.

The Ice Sheep walking behind them looked reluctant. He said helplessly, "Don't stare at me like that, okay?"

"No wonder Ma Lang wants to switch places with me."

"Zombie Lorenzo?"

As Italy's new generation 11, Lorenzo naturally also participated in this game. His condition was still stable, just like a exhausted young man. He walked with his head down, but his head turned to look at the Ice Sheep and let out a low laugh.

"Oh, so that's it?"

"It seems that Little Pony Wolf dislikes me a little..."

Lorenzo smiled strangely, "But... I don't dislike him. After all, he seems to be more valuable now..."

The Ice Sheep turned its head and felt a chill all over its body...

After all, the aura of Lorenzo made him very uncomfortable. That feeling was natural, of course...it was more based on feeling and looking at the face.

Bingzhiyang muttered, "No wonder Ye Liangqiu hates this zombie Lorenzo... no... it should be a zombie."

Compared to them... there were three others who were just walking silently.

Nagi Seishiro lowered his head, wondering what he was thinking... This was also his first time participating in such a large-scale competition. The last time was the U20, but that time he had Ling Wang by his side. But now... Ling Wang was on the bench, and there seemed to be some confusion in his eyes, and also some... silence.

But he suddenly turned around and looked at the bench not far away, and happened to meet Ling Wang's purple eyes.

King Ling smiled and slowly raised his clenched fist.

Nagi Seishirou then smiled and raised one hand with a fist.

I blinked, looking silly and cute, "I seem a little redundant."

"Me too." Heiming Lanshi shrugged. In the New Hero War, one of them was selected into the new U20 with his natural goalkeeper body, and the other one assisted other talents in the New Hero War to reach this ranking. Compared with others, the two of them were more like air.

After all, their opponents were watching from the sidelines.

For example, Heiming Lanshi's opponent "Ness", the magic believer who assisted Caesar, had to be eliminated at the moment because there were too many people in the five major league teams. He was gritting his teeth and looking at Jie Shiyi on the bench.

"Boy, your body makes me feel a little dangerous." At this time, the person standing next to Yamaru spoke. It was the mentor from England Mancheng, and the perfect hero 'Chris Prince' who was as famous as Noel Noah.

Although he is very low-key in the new hero war, his strength is also ridiculously powerful.

Otherwise, he wouldn't be as famous as Noah.

"Are you talking about me?" I pointed at myself, my tone still a little uncertain.

Crisprins nodded, "Who else can I say that to?"

As he said that, he put his hands on my Yawan's shoulders and pinched my Yawan's muscles, with a look of curiosity and surprise on his face, "Sure enough... he's a good seedling."

"How did you develop this body?"

"You actually have such flexible muscles?"

Just by touching my body, Crisprins noticed that my body muscles were unusually developed...

I Yawan touched my head and said, "I just ran around in the mountains and wandered around... I didn't think about exercising."

"That's it?" Crisprins opened his mouth.

Iyaman nodded, "Yeah...that's it."

Suddenly, Crisprins looked at me with a look of sudden talent, "With such a good talent for physical training, why don't you come to England!"

I had no idea what was going on.

But at this moment, the England players on the bench all had the same expression, helpless. After all, they knew their team's captain, Chris Prince, was a muscle maniac who had an obsessive desire for male physique.

At this time, the lights in the stadium began to flash violently, and everyone stood in a row in front of the center line.

Before the game starts, both sides must naturally face their opponents. This is the rule of football games and must be followed.

Most importantly, the server is decided by a coin.

At this moment, the commentator is talking incessantly about the information about the new U20 players.

At the very center, Noah and Ye Liangqiu looked at each other. They were almost the same height, and it was hard to tell who was taller or shorter.

Compared to the quietness on the court, the noisy sounds in the audience seemed to disappear.

There was a "ding" sound.

There was a crisp sound, and the glittering coins danced in the spotlight.

Noah looked at the coin and spoke slowly. His words were as concise as ever, unwilling to waste any more words. "This game is no longer an experiment."

"I won't hold back either."

"Of course, I won't lose."

Ye Liangqiu's expression was neither happy nor sad, and he could not tell any emotion. He turned around and said, "I don't need you to hold back."

"We don't need you, a bunch of shitty mentors, to continue to make us players serve as experimental subjects."

"The players standing in front of you now are the new U20 national team."

"It's also...the team that will win the championship in the future."

"And I will climb to the top of the pyramid by stepping on you vanguards and your corpses."

As the coin falls.

Noah also turned around, and his body seemed to be condensed with countless scattered black bones, all of which were still wearing jerseys, as if the souls of the players who had been defeated by him and crushed by him step by step were entangled in Noah's body, dying with their eyes open.

Noah paused, looked back, and the corners of his mouth seemed to rise slightly.

At this moment, the aura of the two seemed to tear the air apart.

Everyone's eyes were focused on the center point. The players were in place, the layout was in place, the cheers were in place, the commentary was in place...

Ye Liangqiu's scarlet eyes burst with the strongest fighting spirit, and his deep voice seemed to drown out the noisy cheers around him.

Everyone seemed to hear it.

"Then... let's have a showdown."

"Here... on this court where we fought for our lives."

“Who will be the protagonist of the future?”

"Who will be the one to sit on the throne hanging high above people's heads in the future?"

"Then... let's have a showdown!"