At this moment, everyone's attention was on the goal.
The goalkeeper had leaped high, and the ball was rushing towards the goal at an extremely fast speed, but at that very moment, an unexpected turn occurred: the ball, which had been powerful, began to sway left and right as it reached the last meter.
The trajectory of the ball was extremely unstable.
"Not good!" Aiku's pupils dilated… but by the time his voice came out, it was too late.
The ball had already lost all its power, slowly and gently, passing under the high-leaping goalkeeper and into the goal.
It was as if it were an ordinary ball accidentally kicked by a child.
At this moment, countless people in the stands stood up, their gazes filled with surprise and shock, but the world's attention was now entirely on Ye Liangqiu, who was sitting slumped on the grass, unable to balance his body after the Volley Shot.
It went in!
This incredible, long-range Volley Shot actually went in like that!
Looking up at the scattered stars above, Ye Liangqiu slowly raised his left arm, clenched his fist, and grinned.
And at this moment, everyone rushed towards him.
The entire stadium erupted in astonishing cheers!
No longer mockery, no longer foul language, but only exclamations of admiration and cheers of extreme excitement!
Aiku opened his mouth, then sighed. Although he wanted to curse, this goal was truly stunning. A Volley Shot from thirty-five meters out—even if he had reacted to the ball's landing spot, he couldn't have imagined that it would lose its momentum in the final few meters.
It ultimately scored in a bizarre fashion.
It was also a goal that couldn't be replicated...
Was it luck?
Or had he already thought of all this?
Aiku's gaze fell on Ye Liangqiu, who was now surrounded, feeling somewhat helpless… but there was nothing he could do.
The score was now 1:2.
Blue Lock was temporarily in the lead, something no one could have imagined. On the internet, various platforms had already broadcasted today's match, and countless people remembered one figure.
That was "Ye Liangqiu."
At this point, the whistle blew… halftime ended.
In the locker room.
As soon as Ye Liangqiu walked in, he felt countless eyes on him. Ego Jinpachi was already waiting for them there...
"Beautiful! That was an unimaginable kick!" Yoichi Isagi's eyes were filled with excitement as he praised without reservation.
He and Itoshi Rin had originally been in the penalty area, looking for an opportunity, waiting for Ye Liangqiu to pass the ball.
The other wingers and forwards were also waiting.
But no one expected Ye Liangqiu to be so bold, to shoot directly during the scramble, even before reaching the penalty area. One must remember, it was from 35 meters out… the probability of scoring was ridiculously low.
Yet, even so, Ye Liangqiu chose to shoot, not pass!
Of course, there was also a hint of dissatisfaction, as they were now a collective. Although they fought individually, shouldn't they also consider the advantages and disadvantages of Blue Lock?
If they lost, Blue Lock would cease to exist.
It could be said that every pass and every goal concerned the fate of all of them.
At this moment, Ego Jinpachi stood with his arms crossed, smiling as he looked at Ye Liangqiu, simply observing the noisy atmosphere among the players.
Ye Liangqiu, however, used an extreme style of play to score.
Ultimately, he should be the angriest, as Blue Lock was everything to him.
But he remained calm, unusually calm, and his aura was very peaceful, as if that goal just now had been anticipated by him all along.
"Are you very happy?" Ego Jinpachi suddenly spoke, but the bland, indifferent tone in his voice made everyone's eyes turn to him.
Ego glanced at everyone, then finally looked at Yoichi Isagi, "According to my prediction, the first half should have been 0:3, not 1:2. I know you all possess a selfish heart."
"But as a coach, I still want to say."
"As defenders, what are you doing?"
"Yoichi Isagi, in that last play, as a defender, why were you in the opponent's penalty area instead of your own midfield?"
Yoichi Isagi scratched his head awkwardly. On the field, he had forgotten his positioning. With a rush of blood to his head, he thought he was a forward, so he just charged into the opponent's penalty area. But a defender's duty should be to advance little by little with the team.
That way, they could quickly fall back and defend...
He hadn't expected Ego to observe so meticulously.
Not only that, Ego went on to point out several abnormal thoughts of all the players on the field just now.
For example, why Ye Liangqiu dribbled towards the opposing four defenders, and that super long-range Volley Shot just now—everything was just a coincidence, power that erupted when selfishness took over the brain.
It was also what Ego Jinpachi often called a flash-in-the-pan goal.
And he didn't like this style of play, because he had already said it when they were in Blue Lock: goals that couldn't be replicated...
"But it went in, didn't it?" Bachira muttered softly, as in his opinion, as long as the ball went in, that was all that mattered.
Ego Jinpachi slowly stood up, the coldness in his eyes sending chills down their spines, "What if it hadn't gone in?"
"I'm not lecturing you. This is a football field, a battlefield, a place where people can be disgraced. The whole world is watching us, watching everything on this field. Your arrogance, your confidence will be met with countless disdainful looks."
"They won't think you're strong; they'll only care whether the goal was scored or not."
"If this goal hadn't gone in,"
"I can tell you clearly, negative news would have swallowed your life like a tidal wave."
"This is the sin brought by arrogance!"
Saying this, Ego Jinpachi put his hands behind his back, "Of course, if you don't take a gamble, how can you enjoy the world's attention? Only by taking the most difficult step can you reach the world stage."
"Clearly, you succeeded."
"Ye Liangqiu."
"Huh?" Ye Liangqiu was a bit confused. What did he mean, he succeeded?
Just then, Ego's phone rang. He pulled out his phone with a slight smirk, glanced at the caller ID, then waited a few seconds before hanging up and displaying the phone screen to everyone.
On it was a string of names.
And those names made everyone's eyes widen…
"Shindo Loki!"
Ego Jinpachi just hung up on him like that?
However, in his eyes, it was just a minor matter. Ego looked at Ye Liangqiu, "You have now stepped onto the world stage."
"In the brief ten-odd minutes just now, at least a dozen top teams called me, asking me to invite you to join their teams, to try to integrate."
Hiss...
Immediately, the entire locker room fell silent...
Of course, Itoshi Rin's eyes were filled with murderous intent. He had no interest in any of this, or rather, he had known since that day when they played against professional players that Ye Liangqiu had refused to join the Spain team, so he clearly knew Ye Liangqiu wouldn't join these teams.
So it didn't matter...
But for others, it was different...