"Everyone entering the Flow state?" Anri asked, a little confused. "Mr. Ego, didn't you say before that this state is only entered when one's personal emotions are running high?"
Ego Jinpachi's lips curved into a smile. "That's right… that state is indeed like that, but if there's an absolute backbone in a team, instilling a winning philosophy, it's possible to cause this situation."
"Just like a general on the battlefield, instilling morale in his soldiers."
"Naturally, morale and emotions will run high."
"I usually respectfully refer to such people as 'Kings,' but after hearing Ye Liangqiu's threatening words just now, I think it's better to call him a malicious 'Demon King.'"
Anri looked at the screen in front of her. "You mean… Ye Liangqiu made this team enter that state?"
"No…" Ego shook his head. "To be precise, he's not the only one who caused this situation."
"It's because the pressure from the professional players on the other side was too great."
"It made this group of players, who had been winning all along, feel a tremor inside. It was by overcoming this idea of losing that… they truly broke out of their cocoons."
"Enjoy it. This might be the only team in Blue Lock that can push a professional team to a desperate situation. The matches after this probably won't be as exciting."
Anri nodded, then immediately sat down in her seat. Data flashed across the screen in front of her. Clearly, even while watching the game, this assistant hadn't stopped her work.
Meanwhile, on the field.
This suffocating aura had already reached the professional players.
ψ(*｀ー´)ψ Silva cursed, "They're all little monsters… When I get back from this match, I'm definitely going to make that bastard Ego pay more!!"
"Isn't one million per goal enough?" Shindo Loki smiled slightly. "Keep in mind that's in US dollars."
"There are still a few teams that need to test with us."
"After a few matches…"
Silva sneered, "Is money the problem? Ego is threatening our careers right now, isn't he?"
"If we lose to these little punks."
"After that… if we're still allowed back into our teams, the losses will be even greater than the money we earn here!"
Runa sighed, "Don't take money so seriously… Coming to Blue Lock this time, for us, isn't just about earning money; we've also witnessed some incredible things. To be honest, that's enough."
"No wonder Ego made us sign a non-disclosure agreement."
"It seems he was prepared to amaze us all along."
At this moment, Blake said in a deep voice, "Although they are still players who have never entered the World Cup."
"But clearly, these little monsters all have that potential."
"Instead of thinking about these problems, we should now consider how to face their current attack. If we concede this goal, we might actually lose this match."
Immediately, the entire professional team's momentum returned to form.
Meanwhile, the Blue Lock team, already treading on the abyss.
Ye Liangqiu stepped on the ball, and the moment the whistle blew, he sprinted out at an extremely fast speed.
Shindo Loki, at the very front, was the only one who could keep up with his speed, but it was just speed. Midfielder Kabasos also stepped forward to intercept.
The two cooperated very well. Loki used one hand to hold back Ye Liangqiu's body, slowing him down.
Kabasos, on the other hand, kept his eyes on the ball at Ye Liangqiu's feet, ready to intercept at any moment.
Clearly, this cooperation was something they had discussed beforehand, as both sides had already understood each other's lineups and had taken precautions against Ye Liangqiu.
Even if Demon King's Eye could clearly see their movement trajectories.
Yet, the goal routes were perfectly blocked. Ye Liangqiu's pupils were crimson, and he lifted his left leg, passing the ball with a kick.
And Itoshi Rin had been observing.
At the same time, Hiori and Itoshi Rin's movements were surprisingly identical; both ran in a flying direction.
But the ball flew to the other side. Nagi Seishiro leaped up, hooking his legs, and directly received the flying ball with his calf, then quickly started running.
"White-haired kid, still want to compete with me in strength?" Silva chuckled, his eyes like a fox staring at the ball at Nagi Seishiro's feet. In an instant, his thigh muscles bulged, and he shot out like a spring.
But Nagi Seishiro's reaction speed was even faster. He immediately performed a Marseille Roulette with the ball, his figure breaking through Silva like a ghost. White flames surged in his pupils. "Your aura doesn't interest me."
In an instant, he dribbled the ball away.
Leaving only a frozen Silva behind.
Runa ran forward, directly blocking Nagi Seishiro. Their gazes met, and Runa couldn't see any emotion in his eyes, as if he were a robot.
But the strength this guy displayed just now was also a bit terrifying.
This guy reacted even faster than before!
No… the aura of their entire team had changed, evolving from individual play to a collective entity!
Cooperation… yes, it's cooperation!
Runa's lips curved upwards. He hadn't expected a few goals to make these little monsters so desperate…
Nagi Seishiro's pupils moved constantly, trying to find an attacking opportunity, but the next second, he seemed to smell an unusual aura. With a forceful push of his left foot, he actually kicked the ball out.
A figure radiating a wild aura burst forth.
Shidou Ryusei's mouth was open, his tongue seemingly licking his lips constantly, his pupils unable to hide his excitement, causing his masculine hormone aura to explode. "Come on, let's have a fair fight! Let me see how strong you professional players really are!"
"No one on this team loves confrontation more than I do!"
Runa's pupils constricted violently. A dangerous aura was constantly approaching.
His body instinctively charged directly towards Shidou Ryusei's position, wanting to intercept, but Shidou Ryusei crashed into him like a bulldozer.
But the foul whistle didn't sound. The second before they were about to collide, Shidou Ryusei showed a cunning smile.
Then came a "bang" sound.
The second before Runa fell to the ground, his vision saw Shidou Ryusei's body twisting, his right leg hooking the ball directly upwards, in a bicycle kick motion, passing the ball?
No? Playing like this?