The Chase

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Previous, someone asked for the MC's status. I thought about it and decided not to give it cause it will kinda gamify the MC and make him a too rigid.

And more importantly, it will make it difficult for me to give him plot armour and seeing as I can't really use the power of friendship in Blue Lock. (Imagine if that's how they defeat the final boss. Hahaha. The one piece was the friends we made along the way)

I can however tell you his talents.

He has cat-like reflexes and agility and speed. Basically, the attributes of a cat/panther.

He has innate sun breathing and affinity. Basically, all the sun breathing techniques from demon slayer only he doesn't know any of them and has to make his own.

Look, I know the other players are basically NPC's right now, but trust me, they will get their trun. The MC isn't the only egoist in Team Z he's only the first. There will be more.

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[Score 3:1]

Kick-off.

Everyone had returned to their positions for the kickoff.

It was Team X's ball. They passed the ball around in their half to get their attack formation setup. Team Z however, was even more disorganised than before.

Toshiro's goal had not inspired them to play together like Baro's goal had done for his team. It had the opposite effect unfortunately, it inspired them to play more selfish and aggressively.

Team Z ran at the attacking team to procure the ball. But with their excellent passing, they easily avoided team Z's disorganised attempts and broke through.

Upon their invasion into team Z's half Baro suddenly sped ahead. "Ball." He ordered.

His teammate with the ball immediately relinquished possession. Passing the ball over to him. Receiving the ball, Baro run towards the goal, heading into his ideal shooting range while making note of Toshiro in the distance.

Toshiro also took note of Baro's approach and gulped down a huge amount of air, exhaling steam. Toshiro bolted at Baro at exceptional speeds, leaving a white trail.

The two run at each other, fueled with a drive to win and defeat their opponent. Two foes, one a dark crimson, the other a grey white running straight at the other. Victory was all that mattered, and they each wanted it.

No, rather they needed it. Badly.

Baro saw Toshiro coming in hot without any signs of stopping, just like last time, they were going to crash if nothing changed. His ideal shooting range was right there, but he would have to get past Toshiro to shoot.

He reflexively closed his eyes in anticipation of the collision. 'NO' He thundered. 'I am King. This is my realm, my kingdom. I will not be defeated. I will crash all that oppose me.'

His eyes flared open with a newfound determination, red lightning flashed in his eyes. He looked forward and charged, fully prepared, and committed to stampede Toshiro to death if need be.

The two steams of light grew closer together, Baro now showing no signs of opening. A clash of red and white was imminent.

Observer could help but squeak in fear of the impact. Already imagining the collision and the blood.

However, the unexpected happened. Toshiro Hitsugaya backed down. Had Baro's unyielding resolve forced him to back down?

No.

Without sacrificing any momentum, he fell backwards and slid in at Baro's feet. Yes, this was a slide tackle. He had no intention of backing down.

Both teams watched the intense clash. It looked like it was going to be Toshiro's ball again. Baro might even get injured from this vicious snatch.

Baro couldn't stop he was going too fast. He was in danger. Toshiro was closing in. His speed had limited his options. He had to think of something fast or risk losing his legs.

Toshiro Hitsugaya had arrived his feet, almost kissing the ball.

Sadly for him at the very last second.

Black and red lightning flashed briefly around Baro, and he pulled a sharp 360 turn with the ball. Spinning him around and just out of the tackles way without losing any of his momentum, causing Toshiro to miss the ball just enough.

The two lights moved past each other. One running, the other sliding. This clash would be Baro's victory.

Even better, his quick thinking and clever manoeuvre had put him right in his ideal shooting range. Wasting no time, his leg kicked back. It was time to score, time to show them where they belonged. At his feet.

He kicked out powerfully.

But.

That beast wouldn't let his prey escape that easily. Baro's heart panged. Danger.

With little regard for his arm and the speed at which he was sliding. Toshiro jammed his arm into the ground forcibly slowly down his acceleration. Using that same arm as a pivot, he spun around on the ground and kicked towards the ball at Baro's feet.

Had it been anyone else the king would have won. Few could react or even think that fast, but this beast in human guise did.

Two legs came at the ball. One belonging to Baro the other to Toshiro, but both legs hit the ball at almost the same time.

*BOOOOM*

A powerful collision had occurred. Not expecting Toshiro to still be opposing him, Baro was catch by surprise. But he refused to give in. This was to be his victory.

They each pushed on the ball, reusing to give an inch, squeezing the ball between them.

Under the two increasing opposing pressure, the ball deformed and sprang out from their feet into the air away from them.

The ball flew fast and high. Sailing in the air, under the stunted expression of all.

All but one, that is.

Almost immediately after the ball was forced into the air, Toshiro gave chase. Literally crawling off the ground and stumbling to his feet, he dashed after the ball. During his crawl to his feet, he felt a sharp spike of pain in his wrist.

But his simply grunted to suppress the pain and continued with his chase. Winning was all that mattered.

Baro was experiencing a plethora of emotions but had no time to comprehend them, Toshiro was already running after the ball. And he was going to lose. How could a king lose?

"Get back here!" He demanded and gave chase.

It was a beautiful yet fear inducing slight. Two streaks of light, one greyish white and the other a dark crimson. Running across the field zigzagging their way through the players focused solely on the sailing ball.

The pressure the two were given off was knee-locking and feet trembling. The conqueror and the predator.

In the control room, Jinpachi Ego watched the match between team X and Team Z with a huge smile.

"Yes, yes, this. This is the essence of Blue Lock. Push yourself till you crumble and break. Push yourself to your peak and beyond. Fight to be the best. To be the Egoist." He laughed with pure joy.

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