Blue Prison: I walk into the world as the devil

But the screen did not go out at this moment.

Huixin reappeared, his arms spread wide. "The five teams will compete in a round-robin format within the building. The two teams with the most points will advance."

"As for the other three eliminated teams, there are other possibilities."

“Like ‘scoring champion’.”

"The player with the highest goal score in a team can still advance even if the team is about to be eliminated."

"Individual scores, and team scores."

"The choices you face are not just about positional confusion... but also about the clash of personal motives. This is a battle to create football from scratch."

"Enjoy yourself...the first game will start in two hours."

"I look forward to your performance."

As the screen turned off, the sound echoed in the lounge.

No one spoke.

Ye Liangqiu looked at the others. Without exception, some people understood the logic, while others could not comprehend the meaning.

But to put it more clearly, it means scoring goals!

Jiuyuan She, with narrowed eyes, sat in his seat and explained what Huixin had just said. He slowly raised his head and said, "So everyone, have you decided on the position you want to play?"

"We are a team now and the striker position cannot be touched by everyone."

“Someone has to sacrifice.”

Having said that, he looked at Ye Liangqiu. As the strongest person here, there was no doubt that Jiuyuan She's idea was to arrange the game around Ye Liangqiu in order to win.

"I have no objection." Even Lei Shi, a hot-tempered person, actually expressed his agreement after seeing him for the first time in a long time.

After all, the suppressive power displayed by Ye Liangqiu in the first game made everyone present understand that as long as this guy was not eliminated, he might really be able to help everyone here enter the third round.

Ye Liangqiu smiled slightly. This was also the effect he wanted.

The reason why he shined in the previous round was certainly not just to get the audience's emotional value, but more to make the team fight around him.

With great strength, you can do whatever you want.

This is beyond doubt.

At this time, the layout of the positions of General Jiuyuan She had already been distributed.

"To be honest, I don't really want to be a goalkeeper."

"But winning is fine." Iemon, donning his gloves, was somewhat speechless. He glanced around at everyone, "But if we can't even win the first game, then... I'll play too."

After all, the whole team is a forward, and everyone has their own pride.

How could you be willing to be a security guard?

As two hours passed...

Led by Ye Liangqiu, he entered the stadium as if with a group of miscellaneous soldiers.

His eyes happened to meet the person walking towards him.

The two of them stopped at the same time, and the aura of the two seemed as if they had just started the first round of confrontation.

Ye Liangqiu couldn't help but think to himself, "The King of the Court, Ma Lang, is an extremely egoistic player who only treats the players on his team as supporting roles. However, he has an advantage that many people don't have."

"Self-discipline and neatness."

"You really can't judge a person by his appearance!"

At this time, both sides entering the venue could clearly feel that something was wrong with the atmosphere.

Everyone's attention was focused on the two people in the front.

Ma Lang looked at Ye Liangqiu with some disdain...

As for Ye Liangqiu, he was stepping on the ball with a smile on his face.

The radio also started broadcasting.

"During the first selection competition, all fouls and other decisions will be handled by VAR, including any inappropriate behavior between players. Above will be dealt with by warnings, and serious direct disqualification."

"Next, the first game in Building 45 is about to begin, a -minute half."

"Team X vs. Team Z, start!!"

With a whistle, the game begins! !

At the same time, Ye Liangqiu passed the ball directly to Feng Le...

Feng Le, who received the ball, immediately understood what he meant and smiled. "Enjoy the game. You are now facing a court master who is getting into the groove."

"After all... not everyone can accept provocation."

For a moment, everyone's eyes were on the ball at Feng Le's feet, and the players on the opposite side rushed over, trying to steal the ball.

But facing Feng Le's flexible movement and dribbling, he was like a kitten being teased.

However, at this moment, Feng Le was stunned...

The ball under his feet was intercepted, not by the opponent, but by... his teammate. The little monk smiled and stepped on the ball, seeming a little embarrassed.

"If I remember correctly, only the person who scores the goal can score, right?"

"In other words, no matter what the positioning... or what the layout, in the end, only the one who scores the goal can be the hero!!"

As he laughed, he was about to dribble past the opponent.

A figure knocked him over.

The national god looked at the little monk coldly and took the ball in his hands. "Then, I will fight alone with dignity."

"What do you mean by this?" Lei Shi was furious and quickly ran forward. "Are you not planning on scoring a goal? That's exactly what I want..."

Only Jiuyuan She knew that this was not okay, and was reminding everyone to pay attention to their positioning and movement.

However, the current situation is chaotic.

Everyone is just trying to score goals.

Even the opposing team was confused... What were these people thinking?

A teammate actually intercepted the ball from his teammate?

While several people were fighting for the ball, a figure remained unmoved, and Ye Liangqiu's mouth curled up.

This is interesting...

Football from Scratch, although he is a time traveler and knows a lot about the plot, only by experiencing this game personally can he understand that reality is not what he imagined.

Just as he said, the situation on the court changed dramatically.

"Get out of the way!" The national god gritted his teeth and snatched the ball from everyone who was fighting for it.

Jie Shi looked at the unmoved Ye Liang Qiu, then at the crowd in the center of the court who were about to start a fight, and for a moment he was silent...

"What is this?"

"Everyone is only thinking about themselves and only wants to score goals. This is completely different from the football he learned before..."

At this moment, he suddenly discovered that Ye Liangqiu moved.

He rushed into the crowd like a ferocious beast with fangs bared, separating everyone in an instant. When he rushed out, the football was already at his feet.

Ye Liangqiu's eyes seemed to reveal a strong murderous intent, and everyone who stood in front of him was an ant that could be crushed at any time.

"Get out of here..."

"A swarm of ants."

He rushed straight towards the goal, and although several people were marking him, he was able to bypass them at an extremely fast speed.

Ma Lang seemed to have known that this guy would come with the ball, and he was already waiting there, with an imperceptible excitement in his eyes.

Ye Liangqiu also noticed him and gave a cruel smile.

"You're just like them."

"If they are ants, then you are just a slightly larger bug!"