Blue Prison: I walk into the world as the devil

Chapter 144 Dance Partner

Feng Le's gaze fell on Caesar again. He could sense that in the previous goal, compared to the place with the strongest aura of the goal, there was also this person...

Is it because of him?

Is that why Qiu feels a sense of crisis?

What ultimately led to this goal?

At this time, the whistle sounded again.

The ball came into Feng Le's hands, and his eyes gradually calmed down. Now they were on the court, not in private. What he wanted to do was not a friendly match, but to disrupt the game like Qiu, let the balance tip to his side, and win the game.

As Feng Le stepped on the ball, a monster seemed to appear behind his body.

The red flame wrapped around this monster makes people feel familiar.

It just seemed to have completely merged into Feng Le's body. The next second, Feng Le rushed out. Compared to the tense feeling of holding the ball in the blue prison, even in a game of this intensity, his body seemed to be completely relaxed. Even the ball under his feet seemed to be just a subtle movement in his dance on the court.

That’s the change in ten days.

Just by having a mentor to correct his mistakes, Feng Le's dribbling skills reached a new level.

And now he is one of the starters for Spain.

There is no doubt that his strength has been fully recognized by Vinio.

In just a moment, Feng Le came to a Munich player with the ball. Facing the defensive player, Feng Le's body seemed to emit a nimble and unrestrained flame. He stepped on the ball and pulled it to the outside, then quickly returned the ball to its position. At the same time, his body was shaking rapidly.

It was just a simple action, but it made his figure unpredictable, and it was completely unclear what his next move would be.

The defensive player's body was also being shaken and moved back and forth, but in just a split second, Feng Le found a flaw. A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he kicked the ball forward with his left foot with very little force.

But it was precisely this action that made the defensive players think that he was going to break through with the ball on this side.

However, Feng Le's right foot quickly hooked the ball back, and while he was shaking his foot, he rushed out with the ball.

This dazzling movement is like a dance, and Feng Le is the dancer, freely and flexibly flashing his inspiration on the court.

Jie Shiyi in the audience is an expert in observation.

He noticed the changes in Feng Le. Compared to when he used to play football with Ye Liangqiu, the conservatism he showed had completely disappeared. After all, in the past, everything Feng Le thought about was centered around Ye Liangqiu, but now it was different.

Feng Le has woken up and has a new idea.

That is whether you can also become the protagonist of the court.

He is absolutely confident when facing a one-on-one situation. Unlike before, when facing this situation, most of his thoughts are to pass the ball first or look for teammates.

"It has become a reflex." Jie Shiyi was surprised. Everyone was madly improving themselves, and his focus had always been on himself. Only then did he realize that the players who had walked out of Team Z with him were now different.

But there is one thing that is consistent with what he said.

"Self-interest".

Moreover, Feng Le's axis is now more stable. When facing attacks from various defensive players, the ball seems to stick to his feet, and his legs are constantly swinging at an outrageous speed. His unpredictable movements make it impossible for the opponent's eyes to observe the direction of his attack.

Suddenly, a red mist gushed out from behind his body, and countless blood-colored monsters were entangled in it. These monsters had crazy and unrestrained expressions.

Feng Le's expression became increasingly calm. He was always pulling and touching the ball between his legs. He did not initiate an attack, as if he was waiting for an opportunity.

The defensive player in front of him frowned slightly, thinking that it would not work to continue like this.

After all, the Spanish team had already double-teamed us and were ready to cooperate.

So... in an instant, the defensive player reacted, took the initiative, and immediately pressed forward.

But Feng Le seemed to have seen through all of this. He was just waiting for the defensive player to get anxious and reveal a flaw. His body reacted in an instant, and he slammed the corner of the ball down with his right foot. The next moment, due to the rebound effect, the ball drew an arc and flew out from the underside of the defensive player's thigh as he took a step.

Feng Le's eyes were always on the ball. His body overlapped with the defensive players and he rushed out in an instant. At this moment, his eyes seemed to be occupied by the madness of a monster.

This is his newly evolved weapon...

Imagination and the inspiration that monsters bring.

At this moment, he seemed to have entered his own exclusive territory. It was easy for him to shake off the defensive players, and the ball swayed gracefully and colorfully under his feet.

He passed two people in a row, and his aura became more and more intimidating.

Suddenly, a fierce figure appeared in front of him. The God of State exuded a terrible sense of oppression. The God of State, who had fought his way out of hell, showed his changes to everyone for the first time at this moment.

Feng Le certainly knew Guo Shen. In fact, he was a little surprised the moment he saw Guo Shen. After all, he knew that Guo Shen had been eliminated during the previous game, but he didn't expect him to appear here. What surprised him the most was this great player who was nicknamed "hero" by everyone when he was in Team Z.

He didn't know how the national god got the final spot in the resurrection match.

But this posture now seems to be a little wrong.

However, Feng Le still gave a polite response, "A resurrected hero? Come on, let me see how you've changed in the loser bracket."

However, the National God's tone was quite cold, even a little arrogant, "If you just want to dance on the field, I don't recommend that you become an accompaniment."

In an instant, the body of the national god rushed forward like a truck, full of oppression, and his left leg directly intercepted.

But this was not the first time that Feng Le faced such a big player. His eyes were smart and he instantly pulled the ball in the same direction to lure Guo Shen to continue grabbing the ball. At the moment when Guo Shen took the last step forward, Feng Le tried to push the ball back to lure Guo Shen over.

However, the next move of the national god was unexpected. He seemed to have figured out the bee music.

He took a big step forward with his right foot, directly blocking Feng Le's attack route.

In their first confrontation, neither of them gave in.

But at this moment, Feng Le's voice rang out, "I'm so sorry, the dance partner I want is not you."

"After all, I don't like muscular men."