Blue Lock: They All Call Me the Demon King of the Field

There were still a few days until the third match.

During this time, everyone once again immersed themselves in training.

On the field, the team's coordination became increasingly seamless; the previous tactics, under this training, seemed to have fully adapted to the rotation system.

However, everyone tacitly adjusted Ryu's rotation time to one change per goal, rather than by time, which was earned through his skill.

Isagi and Bachira sat on the sidelines, resting, discussing topics for the next match.

At this moment, Isagi suddenly asked, "Earlier, you mentioned a monster. Is it something only you can see?"

Bachira nodded, a memory flashing in his eyes. "To be precise, it's something I could see since I was very young. Back then, no one wanted to play with me on the soccer field, so I saw it—the monster."

"Only it was willing to play with me."

"Isn't Ryu your friend?" Isagi recalled the scenes he had witnessed earlier and still asked.

"Yes!" Bachira nodded seriously. "Ryu and I are certainly friends, but there's also a competitive relationship between us, whether on or off the field. We are friends, and we are also rivals."

"As for the monster, sometimes it also appears on him."

Isagi stroked his chin, somewhat unable to comprehend the monster Bachira spoke of. According to Bachira, this monster was a kind of ideological form that could tell Bachira how to kick the ball.

In his speculation, the so-called monster was likely Bachira's imagination.

"Actually, you have one too." Bachira suddenly smiled. "Any of us can create a monster. According to Ryu, the appearance of a monster is not a bad thing; on the contrary, it's a good thing."

"Because the existence of a monster is a bottleneck."

"Only by breaking through the bottleneck can one become stronger."

"That's why I said the monster appears on Ryu, because he is the person I want to defeat and also the person I pursue. Only by defeating him can I become stronger!"

Isagi's eye twitched. How did he feel like he was talking to a problem child?

However, he still showed a smile. Compared to Ryu's unpleasant personality, Bachira's personality was clearly more to his liking.

After all, when he was with Ryu, he always felt as if he was seen through, even calculated.

Isagi whispered softly, anticipation flashing in his eyes. "Speaking of which, it seems our respective weapons have already started to become proficient."

"How will the next match proceed?"

.....

"Why did you come here?" Chigiri looked at Ryu, who was sitting beside him, with great vigilance.

Ryu took a sip of water and replied, "It seems quite a few people have asked me that question."

"But my answer is to become stronger. Isn't that enough?"

"No!" Chigiri shook his head. "Others might not understand you very well, but I understand you very well... Before coming to BLUE LOCK, I knew your past and experiences, you guys."

"Ryu, with your strength, it's not just about participating in the U20 National Team selection."

"But at least you are qualified for the reserve team selection."

"Yet, despite having a great future, you are willing to come to BLUE LOCK to compete with others for your future. I believe you are not a fool... So why exactly did you come here?"

"Just purely to rampage over the weak?"

Ryu's expression was calm. "I came for my future and also for money. Do you believe that?"

Chigiri was stunned. "Money?"

Ryu nodded. "Every player who comes to BLUE LOCK strives for their future, to be selected for the U20 National Team. This is a bright future, a future that can lead to the world. What a great prospect..."

"As long as you can get in, you won't have to worry about life, right?"

Chigiri was somewhat puzzled. Was Ryu's life outside very difficult?

He pondered for a few seconds. "So, your goal is to make a name for yourself in BLUE LOCK?"

Ryu neither shook his head nor nodded. "Yes, this is the best platform, though it's somewhat cruel. But which path outside isn't more cruel than here?"

"Having such an opportunity, I will not give it up."

"What about you, Chigiri?"

"I once saw a report about you, the genius boy, Chigiri Hyoma, possessing unparalleled speed and talent among his peers. Are you willing to be just a foil here?"

Chigiri's pupils constricted slightly. "You know me?"

Ryu smiled. "To be precise, I only pay attention to what I consider geniuses, and you are one of them. But your performance has disappointed me."

Chigiri fell silent... He looked at his leg, wondering what he was thinking.

At this moment, Ryu also stood up, turning to look at the somewhat dejected Chigiri. "So why did you come here?"

"Just simply to abandon your ideals?"

"Abandon your future?"

"I also give you a piece of advice: although you are indeed still here, you are merely greedily sucking the blood of the entire team like a parasite. I can take you to the next stage."

"But only to the next stage."

"Think... think about why you came here."

After Ryu walked away, he glanced back at Chigiri, who was still contemplating his life, and couldn't help but chuckle softly. He hadn't expected that this guy had noticed him a long time ago.

He indeed didn't just come for his future.

He came even more for "money."

More than the change in his mindset after coming to this world, it was more about the helplessness of life.

His sister, Chizuru, was usually busy with work and still had to take care of him, this overgrown child. It was already very hard for her. If it weren't for his own reasons, it would probably have been difficult to survive in this world after coming here.

This was also the first time Ryu Sanada realized the importance of "money."

Coming to BLUE LOCK now was a choice and also his way to go out into the world and earn money.

It wasn't just about becoming famous but about using this as a springboard to impact the whole world!

It was also then that the big screen lit up again.

Ego Jinpachi appeared on it. "Just now, the sixth match has ended. As for the results and rankings, see for yourselves."

A table appeared on the screen.

Hearing this, everyone looked over.

Little Monk's face was full of shock. "Team V didn't lose a single match?"

"And their score is still higher than ours?"

"No way?"

It should be noted that they also hadn't lost a single match, but there was still a difference of a few points in their scores.

POWER STONE!!!? 

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