Blue Prison: I walk into the world as the devil

Everyone on the court has fallen silent.

"In other words, the game has just begun?" Feng Le's blood seemed to be boiling.

Jie Shiyi said "hmm", he finally understood what was lacking, that pressure, that motivation, a game that had nothing to do with his own fate, seemed like just an ordinary thing, but when it came to leaving here.

That's different...

The blood in his body was rushing upwards, but he didn't feel scared. Instead, he became more motivated and excited about the game.

Jie Shiyi couldn't help but ask himself, what happened to him...

Since I came to BLUE LOCK, where did my originally well-behaved self go, and who is standing here?

A crazy, masochistic player?

But this excitement could not be concealed, he could only feel the corners of his mouth rising uncontrollably.

Ling Wang looked at Team Z and slowly said, "Nagi, it seems the real fight has just begun. It's up to us to defeat them!"

Nagi Seishirou nodded. Although his pupils were calm, he uttered a sentence that made Ling Wang feel murderous. "It's a bit troublesome, but I can feel that my body seems to be in a better state."

"Lord Ling, destroy and crush these boring guys."

Ye Liangqiu opened his arms and grinned.

It’s finally getting interesting!

He looked at the monk who was slowly standing up and said, "Instead of trusting the Buddha, you should trust me."

There was also a ruthlessness in the monk's eyes.

No one wants to be eliminated, and now this game determines that the weakest person will be eliminated.

The fighting has begun!

When it was Team Z's turn to kick off, the atmosphere had completely changed. It was as if an evil ghost emerged from everyone, ready to drag the enemy into the abyss.

The next second, Feng Le raised a strange smile on his face and passed the ball to Jie Shiyi.

"Let's start having fun!"

"This monster feast!"

After receiving the ball, Jie Shiyi ran with it quickly, his eyes locked on the people around him, Ye Liangqiu, Qianqi, Lei Shi, Guo Shen... Every person he locked on had an excellent passing route.

But not now... Now he needs to express himself and develop his own weapons.

He clearly understood that this game was not just about adding to the fun, the most important thing was to calm the brain, recall one's weapons, and create a goal formula.

But how can I score a goal?

He doesn't have the straightforward strength of Ye Liangqiu and Feng Le, nor does he have weapons like Guo Shen and Qian Qi.

Some just predict the direction of the court.

The ball at your feet may even be snatched away by someone else in the next second.

In this situation, there is almost no chance of scoring a goal...

Suddenly, he remembered Ye Liangqiu's words, shooting... All the goal formulas always revolve around a few words, that is, "shooting" and "scoring". No matter what method, as long as the ball can be sent into the enemy's goal, it is the correct formula.

But the process in between cannot be ignored.

"I understand..." Jie Shiyi's pupils turned into mosquito-repellent eyes in an instant, "My weapons are not as powerful as theirs, so... I will use their weapons in my equations!"

"The person who ultimately guides the shot can be me or anyone."

"Shooting is the only way!"

The next second, he passed the ball.

"Miss, it's you!"

A long pass was made. Chichi, who was running, saw the ball flying towards him and raised the corner of his mouth, "Good boy..."

Catch the ball with one jump.

Qian Qiebian began to accelerate, however... while accelerating, he also discovered that the opponent's Jiancheng was running towards him, and the speed of the two was comparable.

"This guy's weapon is speed, most likely a burst of extremely strong acceleration."

Suddenly he remembered the scene of fighting against the Crocodile brothers.

Ye Liangqiu followed the trajectory of the ball.

As if realizing something, he smiled disdainfully, "Let's see who's faster!"

There was a "bang" sound.

While moving, Senkiri will kick forward.

To others, it looked like a pass to someone, but there was no one there.

Jian Cheng who came after him was a little dumbfounded, "There is no one here, who is the young lady going to pass it on to?"

Qian Qi chuckled, "I'll pass it on to myself!"

"Boom" sound.

His feet stepped on the soft court, and it was as if there was a hitting sound. The next moment, the whole person accelerated again, rushing across the court like a ball of red lightning.

This scene seemed strangely familiar to everyone in Team Z.

They looked at Ye Liangqiu. That's right... this was the scene where Feng Le relied on passing the ball to suppress Ye Liangqiu's speed.

"Qianqi Leopard Horse, are you already starting to want to devour me?" Ye Liangqiu stopped where he was, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise, but this smile looked chilling.

At this moment, Qianqi's speed was approaching the goal.

His vision became narrow, and all he could see was the goal.

"Are you too proud?" Suddenly, a figure stopped Qian Qie. Ling Wang had a ferocious look on his face, and he slid and tackled the ball away.

Even Chikiri was stunned.

He was running so frantically, with his adrenaline soaring, that he didn't notice that the people returning to defend had surrounded him.

At this moment, a sound of success was heard. Jie Shiyi had arrived in the penalty area without him knowing. The ball was flying towards him. The flames in his pupils seemed to be uncontrollable, and he revealed a terrifying smile.

"Proud, then what are you proud of?"

“Do you think you prevented us from scoring a goal?”

There was a "bang" sound.

While the ball was still flying in the air, a volley shot pierced Team V's chest like a sword.

Jie Shiyi burst into roars.

Everyone gathered in his direction. Qian Qi raised his eyebrows, a little surprised. How long had this guy been here?

But only Jie Shiyi knew that he had planned all the predictions in his mind for this goal.

From passing the ball, to running without the ball, to seeing Chiechi about to score, to observing the opponent returning to defense, his body was instinctively driven to this position.

What you are waiting for is the opponent to relax, and what you are waiting for is the ball to fly to the position you predicted.

“That’s how I score goals!”

"Use other people's weapons to predict the direction of your own actions, and finally wait for others to make mistakes in an unfixed location, and finally score a goal!"

"I will definitely be the one to dominate this game!"

Ling Wang clenched his fists and looked at Jie Shiyi with gritted teeth. Countless questions flashed through his mind. How did this guy get to this place?

Why do you feel that the ball will definitely fall in this direction?

Nagi Seishirou came to his side and pulled Ling Wang up, then looked back at Jie Shiyi with an unnatural expression, "Ling Wang, I think I saw it."

"That guy seems to see through us."