Not far away, Hiori Yo's mouth twitched. As expected, the coordination he had seen earlier was fake. These two were playing purely based on their own ideas, an extremely self-centered style of play.
It looked like they were coordinating, but in reality, they were just using each other as tools.
"I always thought this guy only knew how to charge forward alone?"
"Turns out, someone actually passes to him…."
In the previous match, Hiori Yo had actually considered passing to Ye Liangqiu, but every time Ye Liangqiu's position made people instinctively feel fear, as if he was surrounded by several defenders in front of the goal. In such a situation, Hiori Yo would definitely not pass the ball.
However, Itoshi Rin dared to…
Perhaps his eyes saw things differently from mine….
But… I definitely didn't have that kind of spirit, that kind of courage… or rather, my lack of understanding of Ye Liangqiu allowed rationality to take over.
His gaze fell on the backs of Ye Liangqiu and Itoshi Rin in front of the goal, as if he saw two monsters circling above their heads, devouring each other.
The score reached 2:3.
Standing beside Ye Liangqiu, Kurona Ranze felt such pressure for the first time. When the ball flew towards him just now, he clearly could have reacted… but in the end, Ye Liangqiu still kicked it in.
This person's speed and body balance are excessively strong….
He couldn't help but ask, "Hey… weren't you afraid to reach out and block that ball just now?"
Ye Liangqiu, who was exchanging greetings with Itoshi Rin, turned around, "Block it?"
"What would you block it with?"
"How long are your arms, how wide is your vision, and aren't you afraid of getting your hand broken if you block it?"
Kurona Ranze blinked. Has this person always talked like this?
At this moment, the whistle blew.
Ye Liangqiu glanced back at Kurona Ranze. To be precise, before he kicked that shot, through the afterimage of his Demon King's Eye, he actually noticed Kurona Ranze's body movements. He was consciously trying to block him, even wanting to rely on a foul to stop the ball.
It was just that Itoshi Rin's movement made his brain go blank for a second.
So he didn't react at all, and Ye Liangqiu had already scored.
Even the monk in front of the goal had already jumped high, ready to catch the ball…
Unfortunately, since the time for predicting the future increased, Ye Liangqiu had completely figured out how to use his eyes. He squeezed himself, constantly squeezed himself. In his prediction, the monk would jump in 1.75 seconds, and then he would block the shot.
Then he would shoot within 1.75 seconds.
As long as he was one step faster, no one could catch up to him.
The kickoff was now in Shidou Ryusei's hands. He licked the corner of his mouth, seemingly completely excited. He charged out directly with the ball like a wild beast.
Ye Liangqiu directly blocked his path, his eyes cold, "Don't forget, you are the challenger."
Shidou Ryusei reacted, stepping on the ball with his left foot and continuing to charge forward. Although this guy looked tall and big, his body was exceptionally agile and flexible, which is why he could create miracles in the penalty area.
Moreover, his perception of the ball's aura was very special.
He seemed to be able to clearly smell the path to the goal.
But the moment he faced Ye Liangqiu, the scoring path that had been clearly visible a moment ago instantly disappeared. Shidou Ryusei could only see a deep abyss behind Ye Liangqiu.
At the same time, Ye Liangqiu's figure closed in directly, his right leg moving forward to intercept.
Shidou Ryusei pushed the ball back with his left leg to avoid being stolen.
Suddenly, he saw a smile on Ye Liangqiu's lips.
"Sorry, I hardly need any technique to steal your ball."
"Just a pair of eyes is enough."
Anger appeared on Shidou Ryusei's face, but when he reacted, Ye Liangqiu's extended right foot was exactly in a powerful running posture. Most importantly, this guy's left foot actually bent down and swept across, hooking the ball directly and bringing it under his control.
However, this ball-stealing sequence wasn't over. He then charged directly towards the penalty area with the ball at an extremely fast speed.
Seeing the ball stolen, Kurona Ranze and Bachira immediately fell back to defend.
Unfortunately, it was too late.
The moment he got the ball, countless afterimages of shots were reflected in Ye Liangqiu's pupils. This was also one of the abilities he developed with his Demon King's Eye: since it's predicting the future, then I'll predict the future of my own shot.
At this moment, as long as his foot touched the ball.
Countless shooting paths appeared before his eyes.
Until one was precisely selected.
And finally, the shot.
The monk in front of the goal seemed to sense danger and instantly ran towards the other side of the mechanical goalkeeper.
Ye Liangqiu showed a smile, "Too late."
With a "bang" sound.
Ye Liangqiu unleashed his full speed, power, and eyes. At this moment, the ball's trajectory, just as he saw it, curved towards the goal.
"Thud"
An unexpected situation occurred.
Bachira leaped up, and in its place was a dull thud. The ball was directly blocked by his coiled lower leg, and one could even see the ball spinning on his leg.
"Nice!!" Kurona Ranze couldn't help but praise loudly. It was too extreme.
The monk was dumbfounded. He hadn't even reacted, and the ball, just as it was about to enter the net, was saved.
Shidou Ryusei also seemed to be getting frustrated, "What are you waiting for?!"
"Counterattack, counterattack!"
"Is it FLOW?" Ye Liangqiu looked at the aura emanating from Bachira and understood that he must have entered that state he had been in earlier, completely unleashing his physical capabilities.
In other words… Bachira blocked the ball instinctively in that instant.
Seeing Bachira dribble the ball towards him.
Ye Liangqiu sighed softly, "Can't this match just end quickly?"
What if it was blocked?
What if it was FLOW?
In an instant, Ye Liangqiu moved. He was like a black and red lightning bolt charging towards Bachira. The moment he approached Bachira, before Bachira could react, Ye Liangqiu predicted his movement direction, and with a gentle hook of his left foot, the ball returned to Ye Liangqiu's feet.
On the field, he could predict 1.75 seconds into the future.
Whether it was stealing the ball or a head-on confrontation, unless Ye Liangqiu lost a leg, even the world's number one player wouldn't be able to win against him.
Bachira stood frozen. Was it a prediction?
Did he predict that he would bring the ball back?
Did he extend his foot early and directly interrupt the dribbling motion, stealing the ball?
No one expected such a result. The ball, which had just been acquired, was once again back in Ye Liangqiu's hands.
The monk hadn't even run out of the penalty area, but this time Ye Liangqiu's position was even further forward.