"Do what? Steal the ball?" Ye Liangqiu grinned.
Ness was still a bit confused when Ye Liangqiu stepped forward with his left foot, then quickly pressed down and hooked with his right foot, taking possession of the ball.
This crazy move shocked all the players from Munich.
Ye Liangqiu, however, was quite familiar with stealing the ball this way, or rather... it was very common in a place like Blue Lock. After all... it was a place specifically built for egoists, and no matter what, the field they were currently on was still Blue Lock.
And Blue Lock was the place Ye Liangqiu dominated.
Ness was completely stunned. What kind of play was this?
Stealing the ball from his own teammates?
While some players from Spain were shocked by this action, they already had some understanding of this rising star who shone brightly on the field, and quickly moved forward to reinforce their defense.
Facing this reinforcement, Ye Liangqiu was unconcerned, his expression very calm. His Demon King's Eye was fully activated; any movement before him was merely an afterimage.
The next moment, he charged out.
Since almost the entire Munich team was on the field, it meant that he had no teammates in this match. Instead of trusting a corrupted Kunigami, it was better to prove with his own strength that this match was not the King's domain, but a place where the Demon King would utterly destroy the King's territory.
"I'll devour everything you have, step by step."
"Only then can you experience that sense of despair." Ye Liangqiu's lips curved upward, the scarlet in his pupils growing more dazzling.
The reinforcing Spanish players sandwiched him, trying to intercept the ball head-on.
But Ye Liangqiu had already seen the future; he dribbled the ball, leaped high, then landed on his toes, almost without any pause, continuing to rush forward.
Even those two Spanish players were stunned... their movements had just begun to unfold.
Yet Ye Liangqiu had already jumped... Are you kidding me?
Facing countless reinforcing players charging at him, Ye Liangqiu remained composed. He had experienced too many situations like this and was completely unfazed.
Just then, Kaiser's figure weaved in like a phantom. His gaze was fierce, and his hair fluttered in the air.
Ye Liangqiu knew his objective; in Kaiser's view, he was facing a dead end, and only by passing the ball to him could he resolve the current trouble.
But egoism was the law that governed his every action.
In an instant, Ye Liangqiu made his move, spreading his arms to push away the players on both sides, his body pressing sharply downward, like a leopard about to burst out of the encirclement.
But the next second, a figure appeared before Ye Liangqiu.
Bachira had arrived before him at some unknown point, his body seemingly enveloped in black flames. "Aki, I've found a way to deal with you."
At this moment, facing a three-person encirclement.
Ye Liangqiu's arms were gradually unable to hold back the two players, and his footwork was slightly distorted by the force of the collision, but the excitement in his eyes made others uneasy.
"Is that so?"
"You don't think running into blind spots can escape my eyes, do you?"
Ye Liangqiu had always known he had an unavoidable weakness: he couldn't perceive what was behind him. This was the flaw of the Demon King's Eye.
That's why spatial awareness was a field-wide ability, and he called it an ability that countered him.
That's because players can use this ability to mentally visualize all the players moving on the field—their positions, their thoughts, their next moves—all can be clearly perceived. This is "spatial awareness." After evolving into Beyond Vision, it becomes even more terrifying, even allowing one to understand a player's thoughts and predict their next move.
However, the Demon King's Eye can only observe the future of everyone in front of it, and the FLOW state is the same.
What Ye Liangqiu could see was only the future created by the sights his eyes could perceive. For example, he couldn't observe the future in his blind spots. After all, he wasn't a god, nor did he have spatial awareness. All he could do was observe the entire field's movements through his eyes.
But in a match, one or two seconds are enough to turn the entire game around.
And Ye Liangqiu was constantly overcoming this weakness. Whenever he couldn't predict the next move, he would divert a bit of his attention to observe the future he couldn't see. Only then could he maintain absolute focus.
Bachira's arrival at this moment was something he had already anticipated.
It was also something he had seen through the future.
Amidst the three-person encirclement, Ye Liangqiu's lips gradually curved upward, and his breath exhaled from his mouth. The next moment, his body pressed down again, and his arm movements suddenly retracted. The two Spanish players hadn't reacted yet, only feeling the strength disappear from their chests, and their body balance instantly went out of control.
Ye Liangqiu's voice rang out, "Looks like you haven't learned how to toy with others in a match yet?"
That's right, the continuous downward pressure of their bodies seemed to be putting pressure on Ye Liangqiu, but these two Spanish players never noticed that a person's body will fall when tilted to a certain extent.
And the moment Ye Liangqiu retracted his arm strength was the last straw that broke the camel's back.
The moment the two players fell.
Ye Liangqiu's movements were swift and quick.
Bachira quickly extended his right leg to steal the ball, but it was all in vain. Ye Liangqiu was not going to continue playing around like this; countless projected shooting trajectories instantly appeared in his pupils.
However, these futures couldn't see the goal.
"No need," Ye Liangqiu said softly. To elevate his shot to MAX level, the most crucial thing he needed to do was to break through in the domain of shooting.
The next moment, he lifted his left leg.
Just as Bachira was about to touch the ball.
A roar echoed.
The ball, enveloped in a crimson aura, shot towards the goal like a bullet.
As the goalkeeper dove.
And in everyone's gaze, the bullet-like ball suddenly lost all its power, coming to a dead stop after rolling a few meters on the green.
The Spanish players breathed a sigh of relief.
They hadn't expected this shot to stop so dramatically.
"Tsk..." Ye Liangqiu clicked his tongue... It was still too far. Shooting from nearly forty meters away from the goal was indeed too far. To maintain accuracy while controlling the power, even with the ball right in front of him, it would take a few seconds to prepare.
Moreover, he had just shot instinctively.
This shot was indeed a bit of a shame.
Just then, Ness's condemning voice came.
"Why didn't you pass that last ball to Kaiser?"