Upon hearing this, Ye Liangqiu's eyes met his, "Although all of us came here voluntarily, I understand what you mean. Actually, the so-called loss of a football career is probably fake, right?"
"Fake?" Bachira blinked. If it was fake, then were all those people who cried bitterly and refused to leave Blue Lock just pretending?
Everyone else also looked at Ye Liangqiu, then at Ego Jinpachi, waiting for his explanation.
After a few seconds of silence...
Ego Jinpachi leisurely sat on the front stool, spreading his hands, "That's right, it's all fake. You won't die if you lose in Blue Lock, nor will you lose your football career."
"So you've been deceiving all of us all this time?" Otoya Eita's expression was somewhat calm.
Ego Jinpachi shook his head, "Deceiving? It's not deceiving."
"I just wanted to ignite the ambition in all of your hearts. Without pressure, how can there be motivation? In Blue Lock, all I need is a group of selfish, independent players who constantly destroy themselves and can also destroy others."
"Only then can the world's number one be cultivated."
Despite such crazy ideas and behaviors, the expressions of the Top 7 sitting there remained unchanged, or rather, they had long grown accustomed to Ego Jinpachi's madness. After all, his Blue Lock project itself was so insane that the world paid infinite attention to it, even taking Blue Lock as a stake for a globally watched match.
At this moment, Ego Jinpachi continued, "You have already obtained what you wanted. The reason I called you here was originally to brainwash you."
"But it seems you are still clear-headed deep down."
"I'll speak frankly."
"Since Blue Lock's inception, outside discussions about us have been infinitely amplified, but I have also disseminated some of the selection match videos conducted during this period, letting the world understand Blue Lock's value."
"Among them, those eliminated players, after leaving Blue Lock, will receive recruitment from various famous universities and institutions."
"Their future still holds infinite possibilities."
"As for this Blue Lock match, it is merely the result of my ambition, desire, and greed. You all have the right to choose not to participate. I will not stop you; this is your own choice."
"So, do you choose to coexist or perish with Blue Lock, or flee the impending war?"
The bullet comments had completely exploded.
"Damn... Ego Jinpachi is actually that good?"
"I initially thought that elimination meant the end of one's life, but I didn't expect this guy to carry out this lie to the very end, only revealing it now, and only to these Top 7. Does that mean Jie Bao and the others had no idea about this?"
"Ego Jinpachi is truly brave... He's probably hesitating. If he told these words to the players still in Blue Lock, their choices would waver, and some might even leave."
"Is he planning to say it just before the match?"
"Upstairs, I think you've all misunderstood. Didn't Ego just say that everyone, after leaving Blue Lock, is recruited by other institutions and schools? That means they all have a bright future ahead."
"But now... Blue Lock is about to be destroyed. This match concerns Blue Lock's survival and the future of this madman, Ego Jinpachi. Although his true purpose and identity are unknown... he was able to create Blue Lock and provide training to so many players, making them stronger without asking for anything in return. Regardless, this guy cares about this group of players the most."
"If Blue Lock is destroyed, Ego Jinpachi will probably be the one eliminated by the football world."
"After all, his madness, his ambition, will completely cease the moment Blue Lock is destroyed."
For a moment, the bullet comments were almost all focused on these words, and goosebumps rose on everyone's skin.
In other words... Ego Jinpachi has staked his fate on Blue Lock... No, it should be said he has staked it on the players he has nurtured.
Using them to create a miracle.
If they fail, Ego Jinpachi will disappear into the river of history along with Blue Lock.
He might even be ridiculed by everyone in the football world.
At this moment, a figure slowly stood up. Ye Liangqiu's tone remained unchanged, "There is no 'flee' in my dictionary."
"I am only interested in matches that bring me pleasure."
.......
No one knew about the conversations between all the Top 7 and Ego Jinpachi during this period.
This also included the players who were currently choosing their teams.
Z Team's members were gathered together for a rare occasion, but this time there were a few more people: Reo, Nagi Seishiro, Zantetsu... and some others who had previously been enemies or had been teammates.
Yoichi Isagi sat in his spot, looking at the players around him. The passion in his heart had not subsided; he clearly knew that this group of people was incredibly strong now...
Chigiri suddenly asked, "Which team are you planning to choose?"
Yoichi Isagi stroked his chin and replied, "I haven't decided yet. To be honest, Ye Liangqiu's presence disrupted my previous plans. I originally intended to choose Bachira's team, since we've played together before, and our coordination might be better."
"But... my heart seems to be telling me that if I choose a stable team, I won't be able to improve."
"I came to Blue Lock to become stronger."
Chigiri nodded, "You and I think alike. When I heard Ye Liangqiu was on Team A, I actually planned to choose his team directly. Who knew this guy would have a free choice?"
"It makes it hard for me to figure out, but if you're familiar with Ye Liangqiu..."
"You should know... this guy is only very enthusiastic about novelty."
Yoichi Isagi's eyes narrowed slightly, seeming to understand Chigiri's meaning.
To become an enemy of Ye Liangqiu, or... to take a chance and become his teammate?
Two choices: stability or confrontation.
But Yoichi Isagi already had his own plan in mind.
Adaptation and challenge; every player was weighing their thoughts.
Until the next day was about to arrive, and the three-week adaptive training was about to begin.
In the Central Link Hall.
Ego Jinpachi's figure appeared on the screen.