Blue Prison: I walk into the world as the devil

Chapter 172 Death Football Begins (About to Enter Original Story)

As the party ended.

On the way home, Ye Liangqiu looked at Feng Le who had fallen asleep, wondering what he was thinking. He vaguely remembered a little bit of the plot of the second stage of the Blue Prison, but he had almost forgotten it all. It can be said that the thing he remembered most vividly was "Caesar".

"If I want to break the last layer of shackles and step into that arena."

"You still need to constantly improve your weapons."

He knew that if he simply imitated the weapons brought by others, he would never be able to surpass them. For example, Ling Wang's copying, although his copying could only play 99% of its function, but there were too many of them...

King Ling can copy many weapons through himself.

That's why I increased my own strength.

If he wanted to become stronger now, what he needed to do was to upgrade a weapon to the extreme...which was what Huixin once called "the ultimate performance", and it was a weapon that only he could use.

Thinking of this, a shadow seemed to appear in Ye Liangqiu's mind.

That was the time for "Analog Space".

Fighting against Baifa Qiu benefited him a lot, not only in terms of arm skills and physical skills, he also learned a lot of weapons on the field from him.

This included an operation that he could not understand.

At that moment, when he shot, Bai Faqiu pressed the ball under his feet directly with his right leg, and the ball bounced back from the bottom, followed by his powerful shot.

Ye Liangqiu saw it very clearly at that time. Baifa Qiu's skills were much stronger than his, but this series of actions were very harmonious, unlike him... Every time he used a weapon, he could only use one weapon. For example, when shooting, he subconsciously used the Eye of the Devil to see the future and then shoot, and there was not enough time to think and make other moves.

"So my current weakness is actually that my weapons can't blend with each other."

"Or maybe it's a chemical reaction."

"Dribbling, shooting, eyes, each one is indispensable. What if I combine all the weapons together?"

Ye Liangqiu's pupils flashed with a strange light.

He thought of a place where he had grown up, where he might be able to further improve himself.

The next day, many familiar people came to an abandoned football field.

Lei Shi looked at the surrounding environment and complained, "Are you sure there is enough space here for us to play football?"

"That's enough." Itoshi Rin glanced at him. After all, when they were in the Blue Prison, sometimes their training ground was just a restricted area. But looking at the surroundings, the ground should not be too small, just a little shabby.

Ye Liangqiu walked in front, his eyes calm, "Don't complain, I was able to bring you here, it's only good for you."

"Remember, this is also a place where the strong prey on the weak."

As he spoke, he walked in front.

Although this is an abandoned stadium, there are still many people here. It’s just that the environment is a bit harsh, or perhaps it can be said that there is a chilling atmosphere of destruction everywhere.

Ye Liangqiu walked to the window of a modified bus and knocked on the shattered window.

A man wearing a black turban came out, and his left eye was covered with an eye patch like a pirate. He grinned as if he saw an acquaintance.

"Kid, didn't I hear you were going to play for the national football team?"

"Why do you still have time to come to my place now?"

"Aren't you afraid of others finding out? A famous star is actually gambling on football?"

Ye Liangqiu said in a cold tone, "Stop talking nonsense and organize a competition for me."

"No matter the intensity, I took it."

"Oh?" The man with the eyepatch smiled, though a little unnervingly. "Are you sure?"

Ye Liangqiu nodded, as if he had seen through the eyepatch man's little thoughts. "You can add as many stakes as you want. My team is already assembled. I won't say who it is."

"Just follow the nameless team."

The man with the eyepatch smiled happily, "Okay, wait for me to arrange a match for you right now."

As he spoke, he looked back and paused, "However, I advise you not to show your face. After all, many people are eyeing this big piece of fat meat... The U20 defeat a few days ago caused many people here to lose a lot of money."

Ye Liangqiu turned around and said, "I understand."

The conversation between the two was not at all dragged out.

Instead, Lei Shi was a little confused...betting on football?

Isn't this an illegal venue?

Ye Liangqiu looked at the crowd, pulled Feng Le over, and took out eleven masks from his blue backpack. He explained, "As you guessed, this is an illegal venue. It's filled with football fanatics who make a living by gambling and donate all their money to football."

"The football here is different from the football you usually play."

"All the dirty tricks that can be used are likely to be used here again."

"The 'game' here is called 'deathmatch'."

Feng Le was very familiar with this place and echoed, "It's not as exaggerated as people say. The injury rate is just a little higher when competing here."

As he spoke, Ye Liangqiu took out a black and red mask with carved patterns and put it on his face, saying calmly, "There are eleven masks in total. Anyone who wants to participate can wear one."

"I don't force it either."

"After all, perhaps none of you have ever experienced this kind of competition."

Shishi Lin snorted coldly, walked forward and took a pitch-black mask.

Lei Shi and Qian Qi were not willing to be outdone and took out a yellow and red mask.

King Ling shrugged his shoulders. These masks were custom-made by him. Before coming here, he thought Ye Liangqiu simply liked masks, but he didn't expect that they were prepared for this place.

He and Nagi Seishirou then each chose a purple and white mask.

Black Traveler, Ice Weaver, and Horse Wolf each chose a mask of their favorite color.

Finally, it was Jie Shiyi's turn. He looked at the mask in his hand and was a little confused. He didn't expect that he would be involved in such a thing. You know, he was a flower that had been raised in a greenhouse since he was a child. How could he know these things?

However, his gaze was directed at Ye Liangqiu.

Is he so strong because he became stronger here?

At this time, the figures of these people had been noticed by many people, mainly because each of them wore a mask on their face, which made them look like tigers, and their aura was full.

Ye Liangqiu looked at the people in front of him who were all wearing masks and grinned, "Our game will probably start in the evening, because that's when the most people will be there."

"Now I'll take you to see what the competition here is like."

"Let me show you what football is."

"Football in my eyes."