Silva's eyes narrowed. How did this kid appear?
What does he want to do?
In the instant he hesitated, the ball at his feet was directly intercepted by Hiori Yo's raised leg, and a trace of disbelief was revealed in Silva's eyes.
How long had he been there?
Vision? No... this kid had consciously avoided my field of vision and hidden himself on the field.
Hiori Yo, who successfully gained possession of the ball, had an expression of neither joy nor sorrow, "Idiot, though I'm not as dazzling as them on the field, I'm not weak either."
Silva gritted his teeth. He had been mocked by these brats on the opposing side countless times today, and a wave of anger surged within him.
Hiori Yo quickly started running. At this moment, the world in his eyes seemed incomparably clear; everyone's positioning, everyone's thoughts, he understood at a glance. A wisp of blue flame rose in his heart, baking his soul.
I have always been a life born of expectation; my life is not free.
They don't like me, but my talent, my ability to reach first place.
I have always believed that only by achieving first place could I meet others' expectations.
But... it seems that's not the case.
Although the match on the field was intense, Hiori Yo's thoughts were surging wildly at this moment. He vaguely remembered the scene a few days ago when Ye Liangqiu reached out and asked him to join the team. In fact, he had always wondered why he was asked to join.
After several matches, everyone's brilliance, everyone's gaze, always focused on Ye Liangqiu.
This match included.
So was he just there to make up the numbers?
No... Ye Liangqiu never placed his expectations on me. In his eyes, I might just be an expendable person...
But... he told Itoshi Rin that he was only pursuing this World Cup for the thrill of novelty.
His freedom, his expectations... were given by me.
Although Hiori Yo was running, perhaps because of the images that flashed through his mind just now, his aura became much lower, "It's so suffocating... I'm really suffocating..."
"Why, no matter where I go, do I always feel that my performance is to meet the expectations of others?"
"Do I really care so much about other people's smiles?"
Just then, a voice seemed to ring in his ear, "If the light is too dazzling, hide in my shadow. Perhaps I can give you the most comfortable environment to play football."
"No..." In an instant, the flame in Hiori Yo's pupils surged even more fiercely, "Even so, I still need to keep playing football, not just for my own expectations, but also for my parents' expectations. I want to become the best in the world!"
"Only then will their expectations not be in vain!"
His vision instantly began to spin, and every movement on the entire field was captured in his eyes.
Itoshi Rin and Shidou Ryusei have already launched the counterattack, and Nagi Seishiro is limiting the opposing Kabasos, the midfield commander. Now is the best counterattack opportunity.
The taste of a goal from the ball at his feet was very strong.
Direction... direction... it's here!
Hiori Yo suddenly looked at Shidou Ryusei, who was still more than ten meters away from the penalty area.
With a "bang."
The ball flew past Shidou Ryusei's ear. As if sensing the scent of the flying ball, his pupils suddenly shook.
This feeling... it can't be wrong.
I can feel the football cells in my body roaring.
Shidou Ryusei's mouth gradually split into a grin, "Although it's not the penalty area, this shot is now the best angle for a goal!"
With a "thump."
Shidou Ryusei leaped up before the ball even reached him, raising his right leg, his face ferocious, roaring endlessly, "Professional player?"
"All of you, get pregnant!"
A roar echoed.
Shidou Ryusei actually kicked the already rapidly flying football with precise accuracy while it was still in the air, directly altering its original trajectory.
The football arced in a breathtaking curve towards the goal.
World Class Shot!
"FLOW? Interesting." Shindo Loki revealed a smile, the shadow of the football entering the goal reflected in his pupils...
Hiori Yo's mouth gradually curved upwards, "So this is the chemical reaction with monsters."
"The sense of anticipation seems to be rising."
Shidou Ryusei spread his arms, looking up at the ceiling, and roared.
"Brilliant!" Even Ye Liangqiu couldn't help but curse. As expected, Shidou Ryusei is a human goal-scoring machine. He actually chose to shoot directly from such a tricky pass...
For someone who specializes in shooting.
His shot could even be awarded the MVP for the longest shot on the field.
Blake wiped his sweat and chuckled, looking at Runa next to him, "It seems we can't afford not to be serious. If this continues, we'll really be beaten by these little monsters!"
Runa nodded. He looked at Shidou Ryusei, then at Ye Liangqiu, and couldn't help but complain, "Ego really hid it well. BLUE LOCK actually has so many good prospects."
"Although they haven't reached world-class level yet."
"But it won't be long before we see these people in the World Cup."
Blake nodded, knowing that Runa's words were not exaggerated at all; it was a fact. The potential displayed by these little monsters, if seen by scouts outside, would be treasures, capable of bringing infinite wealth.
They could also bring fresh blood to a team.
However, several such individuals appeared in this single match.
Most importantly, this was only the first team they were testing. What about the subsequent teams?
Connecting these thoughts, Blake said in a deep voice, "Perhaps we all need to inform our clubs. This BLUE LOCK is worth our attention. They might enter world competitions within the next few years."
"We need to prepare in advance."
"The potential of these few people will only become more terrifying by then."
Saying this, Blake glanced at the scoreboard, "But for now, we need to get serious."
After all, five professional players were actually at a disadvantage against BLUE LOCK. If those world-class players knew about this, they would lose face.
Kabasos's previous laziness had also disappeared, and that mocking remark even echoed in his head. In an instant, his eyes became incredibly cold.
"Two more goals, and this match will end." Back in position, Ye Liangqiu glanced at the scoreboard, then looked at the professional players on the opposing side, knowing that the real battle was about to begin.