"So… in the next match, a team will be eliminated!" Yoichi Isagi muttered to himself, looking at the screen.
Ye Liangqiu also watched the score; despite the continuous goals, Z Team's score was still only ranked second.
At this moment, Ego continued, "By the way, let me remind you, based on your performance and results, your ranking is about to change again."
Everyone's names also appeared on the screen.
At the very top was Ye Liangqiu.
His number plate spun wildly until it stopped at 265.
"Oh? First, as expected!" Bachira chuckled, looking at the big screen.
Everyone looked at Ye Liangqiu, not surprised, as he scored at least two goals in one match, while others finished the game without even one goal.
If he wasn't first, who would be?
Ego continued, "Next, your matches will take place within twenty-four hours. For all of you rough diamonds who have just shown a glimmer of light, the final stage is about to begin."
As the big screen turned off.
It was the first time everyone felt that this guy seemed to talk less.
Ye Liangqiu also remained silent, perhaps because they were the winning team, and Ego gave fewer hints. He looked at the cheerful crowd, wondering what he was thinking.
"In my opinion, Z Team is completely being carried by Yoru Ryoushuu right now, isn't it?"
"I just don't know if after this second stage of training, if the third stage continues with team matches, this game might really become Yoru Ryoushuu's personal show."
"Above, I don't think that's possible... If it really continues in a match format, these people in Z Team have no strength to enter the national team. From the beginning, BLUE LOCK has proven that this is a selfish field. Unity and friendship? Hehe..."
Ye Liangqiu had always seen their discussions.
Whether it was matches or training, his own strength had caused the entire team to become overconfident. They had never experienced the word 'loss,' so the pressure was naturally not as despairing as in the anime.
Of course, Ye Liangqiu would not let himself lose.
Not just because of the system-level rewards, but why should he lose?
The progress of these people had nothing to do with him. They were happy now, but later they would be in despair. BLUE LOCK is a place that only accepts the strong.
A faint smile appeared at the corner of Ye Liangqiu's mouth, "Continue to enjoy the match... later, you people will be in despair."
"Yoru, what are you smiling about?" Bachira asked, looking at Ye Liangqiu curiously.
Ye Liangqiu looked at the match schedule on the screen, "Nothing... I just find the second stage of testing a bit boring...."
W Team, a team on the verge of elimination.
What kind of potential would they unleash?
.......
In the lounge.
Ye Liangqiu lay on the soft mattress, looking content, "It really feels good to take a bath and then lie in bed for a nice sleep!"
"Bachira, if you want to watch the footage, go outside and don't disturb me!"
Bachira chuckled, "Come on, Yoru, are you sure you don't want to watch the footage?"
"They're all excited, you know?"
He looked in the direction where everyone was watching the footage, seriously planning tactics, because W Team had actually defeated Ma Lang's team.
Although they also defeated Ma Lang's team.
But what cannot be ignored is that Ma Lang's team, without Ye Liangqiu, Z Team could not win.
Hence the evening discussion.
"What does that have to do with me?"
"You discuss tactics, and when the tactics are used, you still get beaten badly by the opponent, don't you?" Ye Liangqiu said sarcastically.
The tactics discussed each time could indeed be used on the field.
But in the end, someone still had to step up to turn the entire match around.
There wasn't much difference between discussing and not discussing.
Bachira shrugged, "But without tactics, our team will be like a pile of loose sand!"
"Playing like that makes the difficulty much greater."
"And, I guess the opposing team has probably already figured out how to target you!"
"Whatever!" Ye Liangqiu closed his eyes and immediately fell asleep, looking completely unconcerned.
Bachira sighed, feeling a bit helpless.
"Is he not discussing?" Yoichi Isagi walked over and asked.
Bachira nodded and waved his hand, "He's not interested in this stuff. Forget it, let him sleep. Yoru has been uncharacteristically serious twice these past few days."
Yoichi Isagi's mouth twitched. He glanced at Ye Liangqiu, who was already lying on the ground, then turned and returned to the discussion group.
Kuon Wataru sat in the middle and once again explained his tactics: "Three-by-three All-Star Battle."
"So lame." Little Monk couldn't help but laugh.
Kuon Wataru said discontentedly, "This is the name I came up with after getting dizzy in the bath, how is it lame?!"
"Even if it's lame, don't underestimate the tactics I've planned. As long as you follow this arrangement, any of us can shine on the field!"
"Really?" Bachira teased, "But in the previous tactic, it seemed only a few people shone, right?"
Kuon Wataru awkwardly scratched the corner of his mouth, "There was nothing we could do, the opponent saw through our tactics and kept defending, so our tactics were countered."
"That's why that situation occurred."
"But this new tactic will absolutely not have that situation again."
"Oh?" Bachira became a little curious.
The others also gathered around.
Kuon Wataru looked proud, "In the last match's tactics, each of us was limited to scoring one goal and substituting every ten minutes. This limitation prevented everyone from fully utilizing their weapons in a short time, and it also created a sense of urgency."
"You must have also noticed that ten minutes seemed to become a death knell."
"Making us feel that if that time passed, our goal-scoring window would completely disappear."
"Undoubtedly, this tactic would make us feel self-fatigued."
"Therefore, I improved the tactic."
"A substitution every thirty minutes, but not just one person as the core, but three."
"These three people are equivalent to the core of our previous tactics. Everyone needs to play around these three people. This not only increases the scoring range but also allows for better cooperation."
Kunigami stroked his chin and nodded, "That's indeed a good idea."
After all, he had already experienced the discomfort of sitting on the bench, and most importantly, their team had a monster, which made them all feel pressure.
"A substitution every thirty minutes, doesn't that mean only nine people can be the core?" Little Monk immediately pointed out the unfairness.
Because there's still one person, right?