Blue Prison: I walk into the world as the devil

After taking a sip of water, I saw that everyone was already sitting around me before they started answering questions.

Ye Liangqiu asked a question first, "Do you know what a shot is?"

"A shot?" the national god responded. "Isn't it just a 'whoosh' sound and the ball goes into the net? Isn't that a shot?"

Ye Liangqiu nodded, "Well expressed, yes, this is a shot."

"Any way to get the ball into the opponent's goal is a shot."

"However, the equation that Eishin Shinpachi just mentioned is the step before you shoot."

"It's like, inhale, lift your legs, exert force, and finally shoot the ball with the most perfect posture. This is the simplest equation."

"Huh? What does that mean?" The little monk scratched his head. He had been listening to the explanation step by step, but when these words were put together, he had a hard time understanding them.

At this moment, Jie Shiyi seemed to have realized something. He asked, "This is a small equation, a goal-scoring equation that everyone knows."

"So it's called a replicable form, but if you want to create a new formula, you have to combine it with your own weapons?"

"It seems they're not all fools." Ye Liangqiu nodded. "Yes, the formula is the way to score a goal. For example, the one I just mentioned can be used by everyone."

"But there are other equations as well, like your spatial awareness to anticipate where your opponent is, to win the ball, to score a goal... that's one of them."

Lei Shi rested his hands on his knees, his brow furrowed, as if he had heard and not heard. "But it seems we can't use his formula, right?"

Ye Liangqiu seemed to have known that someone would ask this question, and immediately explained: "This is what is replicable and what is not replicable."

"Everyone's weapons are different, or their ways of thinking are difficult to synchronize."

"But weapons are not unique in this world."

"I'm using Jie Shiyi as an analogy."

"When we were playing against Team Y, there was also a player on the opposing team with the same spatial perception ability."

"They both predict the direction of the ball and even move to the same area in sync. Although they are in different positions, through their weapons and various factors, they have only one goal: to get possession of the ball."

"Final shot."

“That’s how the equation was born.”

With this explanation, everyone understood it completely.

Chikari said, "In other words... the equation is actually to design a perfect way to score a goal using itself as the standard."

“This method doesn’t necessarily have to be used by everyone else.”

"As long as we can score a goal?"

Ye Liangqiu put his hand against his temple like a gun, "Yes, you can imagine that you are on the field right now, and there are three people in front of the goal defending you."

"How should you score a goal?"

"Shoot directly, pass the ball, or take the risk and rush forward yourself."

"Every way you score a goal, even though it's just something you think about in your head, it's a formula."

"It just requires you to take action."

"The most important point is whether it can be reproduced."

The little monk was excited. "I understand... Isn't it just thinking about how to shoot after getting the ball?"

Ye Liangqiu drank some water helplessly, not understanding how this guy's brain was structured.

I have already explained it in great detail.

I still don’t understand...

"The equation is just a puzzle piece." Jie Shiyi suddenly said, "The weapons, the self, the changes, every method is unpredictable."

“The equation isn’t fixed either.”

"Using different formulas in different situations requires bringing in not only opponents but also teammates..."

"An idea in your head is destined to be just an idea. To realize it perfectly, you have to take into account any changes on the court. Similarly, the formula is also changing rapidly."

"Ye Liang Qiu... am I right?"

Ye Liangqiu nodded. As expected of the true protagonist, he understood things quickly...

Yes, the formula is how goals are scored.

But people are different, so naturally the paths are also different.

It's like Ye Liangqiu uses speed and precise shooting techniques, which is his way of scoring goals. However, on the court, this method may not be effective in every game.

That's why we need to constantly create new weapons and generate new equations.

Only in this way can we deal with countless unknown enemies.

"I can't take it anymore, my head is going to explode." Lei Shi covered his head and rolled his eyes.

Yawan just gave up and lay down.

Only Jie Shiyi and a few others were thinking about the mystery.

Ye Liangqiu smiled slightly. This was just the first step, and it was also the step in which all the players of BLUE LOCK were about to transform. After mastering their own weapons, they had to make their weapons more powerful.

Equations are essential.

Although some people don't need it at all...

....

Silent all night.

Ye Liangqiu was woken up early in the morning and saw that everyone in the lounge had already started changing clothes. Lei Shi was even wrestling with the little monk on the ground.

"what happened?"

"Can't I sleep?" Feng Le also woke up in a daze and complained

It seems that I didn't remember anything about last night's conversation.

However, when Jie Shiyi was putting on his clothes, he was still muttering about the combination of his weapons and something.

It was not until Ye Liangqiu regained consciousness that the chaotic lounge finally quieted down.

Today, the final match between Team V and Team Z has arrived.

However, both sides understand that no one will leave this game.

But the moment we met on the court.

The sense of enemy power has been maximized.

The atmosphere was filled with a tense atmosphere throughout the stadium.

“Is this the team with the winning streak?”

"They do look a bit tough to deal with..." Cheng Zao Zhaori stared at the three people in the front.

Among them, the one who gave him the most oppressive feeling was the white-haired young man.

It was none other than Nagi Seishirou.

Behind him, Prince Ling and Jian Cheng also exuded a natural aura.

At this moment, Cheng Zao Chaori suddenly trembled all over, looked towards his home, and his pupils contracted violently.

I saw, in his sight.

Ye Liangqiu's whole body seemed to be emitting a scarlet mist. He quietly looked at Nagi Seishirou who had just emerged from the eggshell opposite him. The blood in his body seemed to tremble, and the corners of his mouth gradually cracked, as if an evil spirit had descended.

"A perfect genius."

"A genius who still knows nothing about football."

"Crushing him, destroying him, ruining him...seeing his expression of despair would bring such a wonderful pleasure."

"This is the first time since I came here that I feel like I'm in better shape than ever before..."