Blue Prison: I walk into the world as the devil

"Tsk..." Seeing that the ball did not enter the net, although Itoshi Rin's expression was calm, he felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.

There was a hint of surprise in Shidao Longsheng's eyes, but there was a hint of sarcasm in the words he said, "Is this the strength of No. 1?"

"It seems like there is indeed a bit of an explosion..."

Heiming Lanshi, who received the ball, had an extremely calm look in his eyes. He was observing the court and seemed to have some ideas in his mind.

At this moment, all the players on the field have started running.

Feng Le had already reached the front court after running without the ball. The excitement in his eyes could no longer be suppressed. "Is this what it feels like to compete against the monster in my heart?"

The monk stared at Ye Liangqiu intently, with a hint of cunning in his eyes.

He is very familiar with Ye Liangqiu. After all, he was once a member of the same team... What kind of surprised expression would he show if Ye Liangqiu was kicked off the field?

Thinking of this, the fear in the monk's heart seemed to disappear completely.

To win....must win, no matter what means!!

Paying attention to the movements on the opposite side, Bing Zhiyang and Itoshi Rin moved at the same time. The two of them observed and had an incredibly strong ability to process information. Almost in an instant, they knew to whom the Kuroname Ranshi who was running with the ball on the opposite side would most likely pass the ball.

Bingzhiyang quickly provided defense towards Fengle who was cutting into the inner court.

Heiming Lanshi suddenly curled up the corners of his mouth.

"Sorry, you guessed wrong!"

"The person I want to pass it to is him!"

There was a "bang" sound.

The ball crossed the midfield and flew directly to Shidao Ryusei who was being intercepted by Nagi Seishiro on the other side.

It was almost impossible to shoot at this extreme angle, but Shidao Longsheng grinned, his expression seemed a little distorted, as he had already smelled the scent of a goal.

He swayed his body, taking advantage of the blind spot of Nagi Makoto's vision, and rushed forward madly. His whole body seemed to be wrapped in a black mist, with only his terrifying pupils exposed.

"The football cells in my body seem to be awakening little by little."

"Sure enough, playing football with you guys makes me feel happy!"

"Explode, and let all of you enter my world!"

However, at this moment, a scarlet figure passed by him at such a speed that it was like a flash of black lightning. It is no exaggeration to say that even Shidao Longsheng was stunned.

The path of the ball, the afterimage, was reflected in Ye Liangqiu's pupils. The whole world was in slow motion in his eyes. He was not afraid of anyone in terms of speed. Not even Qian Qier dared to say that he was faster than him in front of him. "Happy? You perverted pink-haired guy, it seems you have the same crazy cells as me."

"Football is life?"

"Then today I will let you experience how life explodes!"

The moment the ball hit the ground, Ye Liangqiu's pupils reflected a running figure, and he kicked it directly, but it was not a shot. After all, he was not a god, and the ball was almost brought into the penalty area.

It spans nearly half the field, so this ball is a pass...

By the time everyone reacted, it was already too late. No one expected that Ye Liangqiu, who had just got the ball, would pass it away.

And a figure seemed to have known everything already. Itoshi Rin stood at the same angle, the same position, the place where the initial shot failed, with fire burning in his eyes.

The ball drew an arc and flew past his side.

The next second, he started running and shot directly.

Before the ball even hit the ground, he volleyed it hard.

The ball rushed out like a black bullet...

The entire stadium fell silent.

The score is 0:1

"Good shot!" Bingzhiyang was the first to break the silence.

Ye Liangqiu looked at Itoshi Rin who had let out a sullen sigh, "You tsundere, how about my pass? Wasn't it good?"

Shishi Lin's eyes were cold, "I didn't see it."

Ye Liangqiu's mouth twitched, "Bullshit, you clearly saw it, otherwise you wouldn't have run away. Do you really think I'm blind?"

"I didn't see it." Itoshi Rin turned around and returned to his position.

"Okay, okay." Ye Liangqiu's expression darkened, as if he was planning something.

On the contrary, the opponent's momentum did not decrease after this attack, but increased instead.

Feng Le's pupils trembled violently. He looked at the figures of Itoshi Rin and Ye Liangqiu, and murmured, "This is the first time I've seen Qiu actually pass the ball..."

"After that game, Qiu...what happened?"

On the other hand, the veins on Shidao Longsheng's face were bulging, revealing an exaggerated smile, "Pervert? That bastard's eyes turned red, saying I'm a pervert?"

"My cells are screaming, kick him to pieces!!"

"Asshole Red Eyes."

In an instant, the aura emanating from him became even more terrifying.

The monk shrank his head, afraid that someone would hit him.

Heima Lanshi also looked at Ye Liangqiu. The most crucial part of the previous goal was not Itoshi Rin, but Ye Liangqiu. He seemed to have predicted that he would pass the ball to Shidao Ryusei, and he had already ambushed him, just waiting for the moment he passed the ball.

Relying on his own weapons, he defeated Shidao Longsheng.

So the moment I caught the ball, this guy had already thought of everything?

And Itoshi Rin guessed that Ye Liangqiu would do this, so he rushed to the midfield regardless of anything. He thought that this ball... would be caught by Ye Liangqiu one hundred percent?

Damn... these two people have such a high level of tacit understanding?

Don’t you think the other party will make mistakes?

After all, in his opinion, the previous goal was perfect. As long as Shidao Longsheng could receive the ball within the penalty area, the probability of this guy scoring a goal was almost 100%.

The whistle is about to blow again and everyone is back in position.

Ye Liangqiu licked his lips. The first ball was just an appetizer. He wanted to taste the pleasure and freshness brought to him by this group of people bit by bit. He looked at Shidao Longsheng. The aura of this guy was indeed different.

There was something about the flavor that made him want to taste it.

The one who kicked off the game was Feng Le. There seemed to be a sense of excitement in his pupils, perhaps because of the change in Ye Liangqiu, or because Itoshi Rin changed Ye Liangqiu's kicking style.

He seemed to be feeling jealous...

This jealousy made him crazy and his blood seemed to be boiling.

His goal became clearer and clearer.

Seeing Fengle running towards him with the ball, Shishi Lin raised his eyebrows.

This guy...what's wrong?

Why do I feel like the entire stadium is hostile to me today?

However, Feng Le's movements were very fast, his pupils seemed to be wrapped in black, and his legs were extremely flexible. He kept dribbling the ball, which was dazzling to watch.

"No.1, are you the one who wants to take Qiu away?"