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

"The Oni of the Field, Ryu."

"And that incredibly agile dribbler, Bachira Meguru. Although I'd heard their names before, this is my first time facing them." Okawa Hibiki looked at Ryu's faint smile with a grave expression, feeling a surge of pressure.

A teammate beside him looked puzzled. "Oni of the Field?"

Okawa nodded. "Rumor has it that this guy's dominance in matches frightens his entire team, and many players even fear being on the same team as him."

"That's how the nickname came about."

"I've watched many of his matches. He's very strong... extremely strong, especially his shooting."

The group of players fell silent...

For Okawa to say that his shooting was strong already made them feel pressured, as Okawa himself was a player skilled in shooting, and even he was starting to feel a bit unconfident.

At this moment, Niko stepped forward and slowly said, "Don't start fantasizing about losing before we even begin playing. How can you know if you can win if you haven't played yet?"

"Let's go... let's win this match!"

In an instant, the previously somewhat dejected Team Y regrouped.

Niko smiled faintly, his gaze also falling upon Ryu's tall figure. "The Oni of the Field, huh? I hope this title truly lives up to what others say... otherwise, I'll be very disappointed."

Meanwhile, the atmosphere in Team Z was noticeably much better.

Everyone was chatting and laughing; after all, they had already secured a victory, unlike their opponents, who were on the edge of a cliff.

On the field, Ryu stepped on the ball, looking up at the ceiling, like a believer offering a prayer.

With a whistle... the match began!

And in the tactical setup, he was also the first to touch the ball.

The next second, his figure dashed out.

Okawa's pupils contracted sharply. "What monstrous speed!"

Before this, he had observed Team Z's previous match. He knew Ryu was strong, but only on the actual field could he clearly feel that intense pressure.

I definitely can't defend him alone!

Damn it!

Immediately, he reacted, shouting for a nearby player to intercept.

Ryu revealed a triumphant smile, suddenly paused, and passed the ball.

It was Bachira who received the ball... he had been waiting for the ball's arrival for a long time.

Isagi runs along the sideline, constantly observing the changes on the field, silently calculating in his mind.

"Bachira's weapon is dribbling... Ryu's weapon is speed and power. Their cooperation involves Bachira breaking through as a lone wolf to wherever he can reach."

"And finally passing the ball out."

"Scoring with Ryu's ultra-long-range shot!"

"Now everything is progressing as expected...."

Isagi clearly knew that this tactic was not something mentioned in the previous assignments; it was something that could only be achieved with an absolutely powerful weapon.

In other words... this first goal was just a show of force for Team Y.

It was meant to lower their morale.

Bachira's smile grew more rampant. "Only two people stopping me? Then I'm going to get past all of you!"

"Not just that!" At this moment, Niko's voice suddenly rang out, "I've thoroughly studied your dribbling. If I'm not mistaken, your next move should be to pass the ball to that Oni of the Field, right?"

Bachira was momentarily stunned, looking at Niko beside him, but he didn't panic. "Is that so? Are you sure you've guessed everything?"

Just as Niko was about to steal the ball.

Bachira kicked the ball directly backwards with his heel...

And that position... was Isagi Yoichi!

"That's right... all the tactics have been replayed in my mind."

"The so-called egoistic playstyle is just a decoy in this strategy."

"The true objective is only one thing: to score!" Isagi gained possession of the ball without any obstruction. Through his analysis of the field, he had already known the opponent's intentions.

"If I'm not mistaken... you should be there!"

With a "bang" sound.

The ball was kicked away.

In everyone's sight, Ryu, who had passed the first ball, had somehow already entered the penalty area. He seemed to have been waiting for the ball's arrival the entire time.

While the ball was still in flight, Ryu directly performed a Volley Shot from his spot.

In an instant, only a "boom!" sound was heard.

The score on the big screen changed to 0:1.

"Great pass, Isagi!" Ryu grinned, knowing that this ball would safely reach him. The reason was simple: the cooperation between Bachira and Isagi was enough.

"Damn it!" Okawa cursed under his breath.

He knew the opponent had a strategy, but he didn't expect that this strategy would simply rely on pure strength to break through.

Niko walked up to him and patted his shoulder. "Don't worry about it; we just didn't defend that goal."

"The next goal won't be so certain!"

As Bachira walked back, he glanced at Niko and whispered, "That boy with the bangs seemed to understand our tactics. If Isagi hadn't been behind me, that goal might have been intercepted."

"But... thanks to you, Isagi, I didn't expect you to be able to observe so carefully."

Isagi scratched his head sheepishly. "I just observe the information on the field and make judgments."

"This is all thanks to the method Ryu taught me earlier."

Ryu chuckled, "Don't make excuses; strength is strength. There's nothing to be modest about. The fact that you can reach this point shows that you've started to understand how to use your weapon."

"However... it seems there's someone similar to you on the other side."

"Are you talking about that boy with the bangs?" Isagi frowned slightly; he naturally understood what was being implied.

Ryu nodded. "Our tactic wasn't seen through, but that guy is predicting our movements and making up for it, just like what you did earlier."

"He also possesses spatial awareness."

Isagi's thoughts seemed to pause for a second. The idea of someone else having the same ability as him filled him with an inexplicable fear, as he had always believed this ability was his unique weapon.

This weapon would lead him to stand alongside those monsters and geniuses.

He never expected to meet someone with the same weapon in the second match.

"Don't worry about it." At this moment, Ryu uncharacteristically offered a comforting remark. He smiled. "Isagi... there's no such thing as an absolutely unique thing in this world."

"A weapon is always just a weapon. The person who knows how to wield it is the one who can control the flow of the game."