As Ego Jinpachi's phantom disappeared.
Noah, with a cold expression under the spotlight, slowly walked off the stage. After glancing at everyone, he unhurriedly passed through the Blue Lock players, then looked back at them, his eyes revealing an insurmountable deterrence. His stern and arrogant voice then resounded.
"Come to the goal. I'll be waiting for you."
Yoichi Isagi and the others were still a bit dazed.
Noah had already walked out.
With the sound of mechanical gears turning, a fantastical and exaggerated scene gradually began to emerge behind the stage where Noah had stood.
Even Ye Liangqiu was surprised. Although he had long known that the technological level of this world was outrageous, he hadn't expected virtual reality to be so realistic now.
Behind the stage, a cyber track slowly emerged.
It was magnificent and cool.
All the Blue Lock players were shocked, while the Munich club members almost all showed helpless expressions, as if they had experienced this scene many times.
But it was clear that this was the first test of this assessment.
Seeing this, Ye Liangqiu walked over step by step. At the same time, his eyes looked at the Munich members, and he saw a figure staring intently at him.
However, he paid no attention to such gazes.
He then stood at the very front of the track.
At this point, everyone finally came to their senses and began to prepare to show off their skills.
"Hey, are you Ye Liangqiu?" Suddenly, a provocative voice sounded.
Ye Liangqiu looked over coldly. As expected, if it's a blessing, it's not a disaster; if it's a disaster, it can't be avoided. Did he eventually have to have a pre-match greeting with this clown?
A person walked over, enveloped in arrogant and unruly aura. His features were delicate, with flowing medium-length hair, and his eyes held a hint of arrogance. On his arm, circles of winding thorns were branded, and a brilliantly blooming blue rose blossomed up to his neck.
Ye Liangqiu naturally knew who he was.
Michael Kaiser, one of the New Generation Eleven.
Michael Kaiser had already walked beside him, the disdain and provocation in his eyes already evident.
But now, a very awkward situation arose.
Although Ye Liangqiu knew his words were provocative, he couldn't understand what he was babbling about. He had known since the preparation phase that these people were from Germany, but... his English level and Bachira's were not exactly the same, but they were equally English-illiterate.
Moreover, this guy was speaking German now.
Ye Liangqiu just turned his head to look at him once before turning back, responding softly.
"Joker, don't disturb me."
Instantly, the scent of gunpowder filled the air.
And at this moment, the countdown sounded. Ye Liangqiu grinned, slowly took off his sunglasses, and his scarlet gaze met Michael Kaiser's and the Munich players' eyes. Then he made a pistol gesture with his hand, pointing to his ear, "I know you understand what I'm saying. Don't make me think that the New Generation Eleven are all trash."
"If you can't please me."
"Then I will utterly crush your Munich team in its cradle."
"Don't think I'm exaggerating."
"So the game begins."
At this moment, the countdown ended.
The next moment, Ye Liangqiu's figure shot out, so fast that even some of the Munich members were dumbfounded at the sight. Although they had seen Ye Liangqiu's speed in match recordings, it seemed far faster than they had imagined, and his explosive power was incredibly strong.
The Blue Lock players were already used to it.
But facing an unfamiliar team, they still had an outward-looking heart. Seeing Ye Liangqiu not being suppressed by these people, it was as if the blood in their bodies boiled at this moment.
Michael Kaiser 'tsk'ed and quickly rushed out as well.
As for the others, they quickly followed suit.
With the whistling wind in his ears, Ye Liangqiu could feel that he was in excellent condition.
Prompts kept appearing in his mind.
"[Advanced Mission One: The monsters about to step onto the field are enduring the most agonizing Tokimitsu. Getting stronger is the only way (Requirement: Score two goals against a professional player team) Completed]"
"[Reward: Dribbling (Professional Level)]"
"[Advanced Mission Three: Under the eyes of the whole world, freely display your colors, and let the whole world be immersed in your shock (Requirement: In the U20 match, score the most magnificent goal.) Completed]"
"[Reward: Reaction (Champion Level)]"
In an instant, Ye Liangqiu felt as if his body had new sensations, and his brain's thinking seemed to become more agile. At this moment, the system sent another series of prompts.
"[Cocoon Rebirth Mission Activated.]"
"[In our understanding, the world's number one is a place no one can reach. You now have the opportunity to touch the world's number one, but it is only an opportunity.]"
"[Challenge Mission Activated.]"
"[Challenge One: Break through your limits and carry out shooting to the end (Requirement: Shooting stat reaches MAX, before the end of the New Hero League.)]"
"[Failure Penalty: One year of simulated training.]"
"[Challenge Two: Future Vision is your usual way of seeing. Fully implement the standard of the future and find your unique way of scoring goals (Requirement: During the New Hero League, defeat five mentors in the most dominant manner.)]"
"[Failure Penalty: One year of simulated training.]"
"[Challenge Three: After completing all challenges, the door to the world has opened for you (Requirement: After the New Hero League ends, dominate the World Cup as NO.1)]"
"[Failure Penalty: Permanently leave the football world.]"
One challenge after another flashed before his eyes. Ye Liangqiu felt the blood in his body boiling. Finally, there were no more rewards; various penalty missions had begun. Did this mean that his current strength no longer needed rewards to improve?
Instead, he needed to break through himself.
Although these rewards seemed extremely difficult, it was precisely because of this that Ye Liangqiu was so excited. Only high-difficulty challenges could bring his sense of novelty and pleasure to their peak.
As the prompt disappeared.
The whistling wind wildly encouraged him. Ye Liangqiu's speed and burst almost left everyone far behind. Even the Munich members who frequently underwent such training couldn't keep up with him.
Except for Kaiser, whose expression was somewhat gloomy due to the provocation, and who was relentlessly pursuing him from behind.
On this track, no one else could chase Ye Liangqiu from behind.
Just as Ye Liangqiu reached the second to last checkpoint, upon seeing the ball, a strange smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. As his scarlet gaze looked at Kaiser, who was still leaping from the fourth checkpoint, the next moment, he turned around, his right foot slowly lifted, his movements incredibly smooth.
"Here's a gift for you."
"Hope you like it."
"Rotten Blue Rose, Michael Kaiser."