I always wonder why my older brother always sees me as inferior to other players. First it was Shidou Ryusei, then Ye Liangqiu. Why?
Why?
Why do you always look at me with that kind of gaze?
Yet you constantly praise others?
Did I do something wrong?
I just wanted to stand on the same stage as you. I just wanted to quietly stand behind you and watch you become the world's best striker. But now, you've personally abandoned that promise. You're slowly forcing me onto this battlefield to rage and dance wildly.
The moment everyone came to their senses, Itoshi Rin, with a distorted face, had already intercepted the ball passed to Nagi Seishiro. His gaze was extremely fierce, his mouth slightly open, and you could even see his tongue hanging on his lips. This ugly posture was displayed for the entire world to see.
At this moment, the destructive aura around him had been completely unleashed, like a bottomless abyss that devours people.
Nagi Seishiro looked surprised, and Reo, who had landed from high up, was also somewhat stunned...
This guy... actually stole the ball from his own teammate?
"Has he completely snapped?" Ye Liangqiu stared at Itoshi Rin, a hint of pity flashing in his eyes, then looked at Itoshi Sae. This guy isn't surprised at all... as if it's a matter of course.
"If you're giving up your position, couldn't you do it in a nicer way?"
"Forcing your younger brother like this could lead to unimaginable consequences."
"It doesn't matter anymore." Itoshi Sae's lips curved upwards. Although his eyes were still cold, he showed a smile.
And in the next second, Itoshi Rin had already charged with the ball towards the opponent's half.
Offense and defense switched, and possession once again returned to Blue Lock.
Aiku was speechless. Standing in his own midfield, the excitement in his pupils grew stronger. This might be the first time he felt the world would be shocked by this. The person who invented Blue Lock is truly a genius. In just one match, the changes on this field are constantly forcing both sides' players into stronger states.
Entering a stronger domain.
This was something he had never experienced before, but now it was happening.
At this moment, he seemed less concerned about winning or losing, but rather enjoying the thrill this match brought... This thrill was slowly eroding his heart.
"Come on, Blue Lock, let me see your selfishness!"
"I can't wait to witness the arrival of a new era!"
"Regardless of winning or losing, all I want now is to utterly crush you thieves!"
Itoshi Rin, with the ball, had completely entered a berserk state. Not only did he not cooperate with his teammates, but he even charged single-handedly towards the opponent's midfield. The madness in his eyes had completely overshadowed his reason.
Step by step, he entered that dangerous forbidden zone.
"Don't get in the way... a bunch of idiots." Itoshi Rin's body seemed to be heaving violently. Anyone who saw this scene would feel fear.
Buddha Head, who stepped forward to block, was about to use his flexible body to try and feint and intercept the ball.
However, Itoshi Rin seemed to have completely anticipated his movement. Then, with a powerful right foot, he slammed the ball down, and it flew high, arcing over Buddha Head's head.
Buddha Head looked back, feeling this scene was familiar...
That's right, it was exactly how he was bypassed during his direct confrontation with Ye Liangqiu earlier.
The same position, the same spot. Itoshi Rin bypassed him in an instant, then turned to look at On Ryu. At this moment, his state had completely become a shredder. All he wanted to do was crush and destroy everyone, and prove that he was stronger than Ye Liangqiu.
His purpose and ambition had been fully unleashed.
Seeing Itoshi Rin charging towards him, On Ryu's body was wrapped in thin, thread-like lightning, and he quickly moved forward to reinforce the defense.
Itoshi Rin's black pupils were like a vortex, his legs moving rapidly, the ball sticking close to his feet.
Although On Ryu had small, beady eyes, his vision was excellent. He seemed to be capturing the rhythm of Itoshi Rin's dribbling. His arm instinctively reached out, directly slowing down Itoshi Rin's forward movement, then his right foot quickly struck out.
"Disgusting interception!" A low growl echoed from the abyss. The instant On Ryu extended his leg, Itoshi Rin swept the ball backward, his body also tilting backward, and then, with a hook of his left foot, an extremely delicate Elastico was performed.
On Ryu's body became somewhat unbalanced by this move.
And taking advantage of his momentary stiffness, Itoshi Rin dribbled past him towards the final copper wall and iron barrier.
Aiku didn't expect On Ryu to lose the ball so quickly. He had originally planned a double interception, just like against Ye Liangqiu... but he didn't expect to lose it so fast.
However, it was still before Itoshi Rin tore through the defense.
Buddha Head had already rushed over, his expression somewhat gloomy. Twice in a row, anyone would feel uncomfortable, let alone losing in front of a national audience?
If he didn't stop this person, let alone the four defenders, the entire U20 team would be scolded.
After all, they were known as a copper wall and iron barrier, yet they were constantly being broken through by one person?
Was there a hole in the wall?
And at this moment, the Blue Lock players had also arrived in the midfield area, all looking for a good position and trying to prevent the U20 players from returning to defense.
Seeing this scene, the destructive aura around Itoshi Rin became even more intense, like a bottomless dry well, firmly binding Itoshi Rin within it. Why won't you let me fight alone?
What teammates, what Itoshi Sae, what Ye Liangqiu... no matter who it is, I will devour you all. What revenge, what fated rivals... none of it matters. Don't think about restraining me.
"This feeling is so disgusting... a bunch of idiots."
"I'm going to crush you all!"
The next moment, Itoshi Rin charged out again. It was as if countless unnamable monsters were Entanglement around his body, and that chilling aura was slowly devouring everyone on the field.
Aiku stepped forward to block him. In his flow state, he could transmit signals to his brain through information, allowing for swift reactions. This reaction speed was no less than a reflex; he would act almost as soon as he thought it.
But facing Itoshi Rin's eyes, he seemed unable to find any flaw.
He could only use his hands and feet to try and limit this completely berserk monster in front of him as much as possible.
"Does he want to shoot?" Aiku watched Itoshi Rin's right leg bend, as if he was about to shoot directly, but this distance was completely insufficient, and with his vision obstructed, it would be impossible to score even for the world's best striker.
So this must be a feint.
Thinking this, he had already extended his leg to intercept directly. Although it was just a feint, Aiku could use this feint to directly cut off the ball.
"Heh..." Suddenly, a cold laugh rang out. Itoshi Rin's completely black pupils stared directly at Aiku. "What you can see is only what I want you to see."
"Idiot."