"Tsk..." Seeing that the shot didn't go in, Itoshi Rin's expression remained calm, but he felt a slight discomfort internally.
Shidou Ryusei had a hint of surprise in his eyes, but the words he spoke clearly carried a touch of mockery, "Is this the strength of the No.1?"
"It seems there's indeed some burst power..."
Kurona Ranze, who received the ball, had extremely calm eyes. He observed the field, seemingly having a plan in mind.
At this moment, all the players on the field began to run.
Bachira, running without the ball, had already reached the front. The excitement in his eyes was completely unrestrained, "Is this what it feels like to play against the monster in my heart?"
Yoru Ryoushuu stared intently at Ye Liangqiu, a hint of cunning in his eyes.
He was extremely familiar with Ye Liangqiu; after all, they were on the same team before... What kind of astonished expression would Ye Liangqiu show if he were to be kicked off the field?
Thinking of this, the fear in Yoru Ryoushuu's heart seemed to dissipate completely.
Must win... must win, by any means necessary!
Noticing the opposing team's movements, Hiori Yo and Itoshi Rin moved simultaneously. Their observational and information processing abilities were incredibly strong; in an instant, they knew with high probability who Kurona Ranze, dribbling the ball, would pass to.
Hiori Yo quickly moved to defend Bachira, who was cutting into the inner field.
Kurona Ranze suddenly curved his lips into a smile.
"Sorry, you guessed wrong!"
"The person I'm passing to is him!"
With a "bang," the ball crossed the midfield and flew directly in front of Shidou Ryusei, who was being intercepted by Nagi Seishiro on the other side.
From this extreme angle, a shot was almost impossible, yet Shidou Ryusei grinned, his expression seemingly distorted. He had already smelled the scent of a goal.
With a feint, utilizing Nagi Seishiro's blind spot, he charged forward frantically, as if his entire body was enveloped in a black mist, revealing only his terrifying pupils.
"My football cells seem to be awakening little by little."
"Indeed, playing football with you guys makes me happy!"
"Explode, let all of you enter my world!"
However, at this very moment, a scarlet figure flashed past him with such speed, like a black lightning bolt, that Shidou Ryusei was utterly stunned, no exaggeration.
Ye Liangqiu's pupils reflected the ball's trajectory, afterimages; the world slowed down in his eyes. When it came to speed, he had never feared anyone. Even Chigiri wouldn't dare to claim faster speed in front of him. "Happy? You perverted pink-haired freak, it seems you also have mad cells like me."
"Football is life?"
"Then today, I'll let you experience how life explodes!"
The instant the ball landed, Ye Liangqiu's pupils reflected a running figure, and he kicked it directly, but it wasn't a shot. After all, he wasn't a god; this ball was already almost in the penalty area.
Crossing nearly half the field, so this ball was a pass...
By the time everyone reacted, it was too late. No one expected Ye Liangqiu, who had just received the ball, to pass it out.
And one figure seemed to have known everything already. Itoshi Rin stood at the same angle, the same position, the position where his opening shot failed, and the flames in his eyes ignited.
The ball arced and flew past his side.
The next second, he started running and shot directly.
Before the ball even landed, he unleashed a powerful shot.
The ball shot out like a black bullet...
The entire stadium fell silent.
The score reached 0:1.
"Good shot!" Hiori Yo was the first to break the silence.
Ye Liangqiu looked at Itoshi Rin, who had let out a sigh of relief, "You tsundere, how was my pass? Not bad, right?"
Itoshi Rin'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. Do you really think I'm blind?"
"Didn't see it." Itoshi Rin turned and returned to his position.
"Alright, alright." Ye Liangqiu's expression darkened, seemingly plotting something.
On the contrary, the opposing team's momentum didn't drop after that shot; it actually increased.
Bachira's pupils shook violently. He looked at Itoshi Rin and Ye Liangqiu's figures, muttering, "This is the first time I've seen Aki pass the ball..."
"After that match, what happened to Aki...?"
Meanwhile, the veins on Shidou Ryusei's face bulged, and he revealed an exaggerated smile, "Pervert? That damn red-eyed guy, called me a pervert?"
"My cells are screaming, kick him to pieces!!"
"Damn red-eye."
In an instant, his aura became even more terrifying.
Yoru Ryoushuu shrunk his head to the side, fearing that someone might just hit him.
Kurona Ranze also looked at Ye Liangqiu. The most crucial part of that last shot wasn't Itoshi Rin, but Ye Liangqiu. He seemed to have anticipated that he would pass the ball to Shidou Ryusei and had already set up an ambush, just waiting for the moment he passed the ball.
Then, using his own weapon, he defeated Shidou Ryusei.
So, the moment I received the ball, this guy had already thought of everything?
And Itoshi Rin had even guessed that Ye Liangqiu would do this, so he directly rushed to midfield regardless, believing that this ball... one hundred percent would be received by Ye Liangqiu?
Damn it... these two, their synergy is so high?
Don't they think the other might make a mistake?
After all, in his opinion, that last shot was perfect. If Shidou Ryusei could just receive the ball within the penalty area, his scoring probability was almost one hundred percent.
The whistle was about to blow again, and everyone returned to their positions.
Ye Liangqiu licked his lips. The first goal was just an appetizer. He wanted to savor the pleasure and novelty these people brought him little by little. His gaze fell on Shidou Ryusei; the aura emanating from him was indeed unique.
It made him want to taste it.
Bachira took the kickoff. A sense of excitement seemed to appear in his pupils, perhaps because of Ye Liangqiu's change, or because Itoshi Rin had changed Ye Liangqiu's playing style.
He seemed to feel a surge of jealousy...
This jealousy made his emotions run wild; his entire body's blood seemed to be boiling.
His goal became clearer and clearer.
Seeing Bachira dribbling towards him, Itoshi Rin raised an eyebrow.
What's wrong with this guy?
Why does it feel like the entire field is hostile towards me today?
However, Bachira's movements were fast, his pupils seemed enveloped in black, and the speed of his legs was incredibly agile, constantly dribbling, making it dazzling to watch.
"No.1, are you trying to steal Aki?"