Hiori Yo hugged Ye Liangqiu's waist, almost unable to hold him back even with both hands and feet, muttering incessantly, "Calm down, calm down!"
"This is a match, wait until it's over before you act!"
"I think it's fine." Nagi Seishiro nodded expressionlessly, even wanting to buy some snacks to watch the show.
On the other side, Itoshi Rin's expression was just short of flaying Ye Liangqiu alive.
The two of them were eager to start a fight.
"[I can't imagine how much fun it would be if Rin Bao and Qiu Bao were on the same team.]"
"[Hahaha... I'm afraid they wouldn't even dare to sleep.]"
"[....]"
After calming down, Ye Liangqiu snorted coldly and returned to the field.
The score was now 2:4.
Itoshi Rin was trying to control his emotions so as not to be affected by this Hong Yan Guai Tai, and not to lose the ball because of him. But thinking of that scene just now, the veins on his cheeks couldn't help but bulge, wishing he could tear this guy apart right now.
Yi Sheng also couldn't stand it anymore, ruffling his hair, his expression still a bit lazy, "I say, if this continues, we're going to lose."
"Are you just going to keep clashing with that person?"
"We're going to lose... we're going to lose..." Tokimitsu also muttered to the side.
Itoshi Rin clenched his fists, "Both of you shut up, a bunch of useless people..."
Evidently, their team was not as harmonious as imagined, or rather, it was even more fractured than Ye Liangqiu's side.
Same position, same stance, they had kicked six games in a row.
Itoshi Rin clearly smelled the scent of a goal, but each time it was cut off midway, and the قطع came from Ye Liangqiu.
He had noticed it just now; his intention to shoot directly was actually detected by this Hong Yan Guai Tai in front of him. He had only lifted his foot back slightly, and... within these few seconds, why was he so sure that he would shoot?
His eyes?
Ye Liangqiu's vision seemed different from his own... was it a premonition? Or a reflex?
But if Ye Liangqiu were to tell him, he would probably widen his eyes, because it was seeing the future; this was not a reflex, but a fact.
In Ye Liangqiu's eyes, the actions, positions, and confrontations of these people, he already had a vague concept in his mind. He had roughly understood the use of the Demon King's Eye. 1.25 seconds was not long, but it was indeed a bit short, yet it was enough for these players.
He only needed to observe the confrontations of everyone on the field.
For example... the brilliant ball-stealing between Yi Sheng and Nagi Seishiro just now was also a fated outcome in his eyes. His gaze into the future made him understand that one side would inevitably win in a confrontation.
So his choices were endless.
He could see who would win and who would lose among all the confronting players on the entire field, thereby making precise passes, which would ensure 100% no mistakes.
But... a premonition of more than a second also required the body's reaction nerves.
Seeing it doesn't mean the body can quickly make movements to intercept, confront, pass, dribble...
This was also something Ye Liangqiu had wanted to buy with emotional value a long time ago: [Reaction Speed (Champion Level)].
The price was one billion emotional points.
The most difficult thing to train in the human body is reaction speed. Any athlete's reaction speed is extremely powerful, but to achieve such a seemingly 'illegal' reaction speed, unless one is a true genius, perhaps only a few hundred people in the entire world possess such an ability.
To further improve.
It requires eliminating that instantaneous nerve reaction, achieving subconscious conditioned reflexes of the body.
Both of them had gained some sense of enlightenment in this match, more or less.
Although Itoshi Rin and Ye Liangqiu had always 'greeted' each other, it was also evident that the other's level in a certain aspect was completely superior to their own.
In terms of using 'weapons'... Itoshi Rin was completely defeated in this match.
Of course, the match was not over yet.
Itoshi Rin tried to calm his emotions. The moment the whistle blew, everyone's nerves tensed.
With a "bang."
Itoshi Rin shot directly. His green pupils were like a python, staring intently at Ye Liangqiu's movements. It seemed, as he guessed, that this Hong Yan Guai Tai wasn't looking at his starting movements... but relying on intuition? Premonition?
But unfortunately... your position is too far forward.
Your teammates won't be able to react to this shot.
This world-class shot went directly into the goal.
The score reached 3:4.
Ye Liangqiu grinned. Indeed, this guy was still analyzing him... even though the match was almost over, Itoshi Rin's curiosity grew stronger.
"How daring..." Hiori Yo wiped his sweat. "In this situation, he actually dared to shoot directly. His heart is bigger than the sky... did you wake him up with your 'greeting'?"
"Bullshit!" Ye Liangqiu rolled his eyes. "What do you mean I woke him up with my 'greeting'?"
"He just needs a good beating!"
Perhaps because of their score advantage, their internal atmosphere was still quite good, but they were just afraid that a certain Qiu would suddenly start fighting with a certain Rin.
And after this goal, the ball possession came to Ye Liangqiu.
Itoshi Rin's team would endure immense pressure.
Even Itoshi Rin's expression couldn't help but tense up. He had never underestimated Ye Liangqiu, only thinking that this foul-mouthed Hong Yan Guai Tai was sick....
Their formation also changed to a triangular defensive formation.
Stepping on the ball, the scarlet in Ye Liangqiu's pupils met Itoshi Rin's gaze, who stood in front of the goal. The aura emanating from them intertwined like red and black. "Do you know what it means: 'Those who follow me prosper, those who defy me perish'?"
"And you, you tsundere."
"You standing on this field, is not to my liking!"
The next moment, Ye Liangqiu rushed out, his speed infuriatingly fast. Yi Sheng in front hadn't even reacted before a scarlet phantom had already swept past him.
Yi Sheng still tried to block with his arm.
However, he only touched a fleeting afterimage.
The Demon King's Eye was fully activated. Every second, every moment, the world seemed to slow down in Ye Liangqiu's eyes. He clearly saw the position and timing of Yi Sheng's hand blocking him, then dodged, and quickly continued dribbling forward.
Tokimitsu tried to use his physique to collide with Ye Liangqiu to reduce his balance and slow him down.
However, his movement had only just begun.
Ye Liangqiu's footwork was faster. He first swept the ball aside with the outside of his foot, then quickly hooked the ball back, immediately moved his right foot forward, and with his left foot in a bent posture, kicked the ball forward. The ball directly flew through Tokimitsu's spread legs.
The series of movements was incredibly fluid.
Tokimitsu was fooled by his feint; by the time he realized it, it was already too late.
Hiori Yo, not far away, saw everything. "Brilliant, absolutely brilliant! A 'roulette' followed by a nutmeg."
He hadn't expected Ye Liangqiu to have such a refined side.
At this moment, Ye Liangqiu and Itoshi Rin's pupils met.
"Your turn, you tsundere!"