It was the purple-haired guy, I truly had nothing else to do except watch those videos but I guess that can be done later.
I walked toward him and sat down opposite to them, I notice the white haires kid sleeping and I had this look on my face, that showed that I was confused.
"You are Nakada Shou right, the genius of the Barcha club," The dude with the purple hair said.
"That is me, but who are you"I asked pointing at him."I am Reo Mikage"He said pointing at himself.
"That is Nagi Seichiro"He said pointing at the white haired kid, that looked like he wanted to sleep."And the one with glass is Zantetsu," He said pointing at the guy wearing the glasses.
"Alright," I said as I heard their name."From what I have seen from the record, you are thriving here"Reo said looking at me to which I just shrug.
"Everyone I faced so far were very pathetic," I said looking at him
"You haven't lost a single match yet"Reo added a smiling."I haven't and I don't plan on losing," I said looking at him.
"You will lose,"He said confidently to which I just took a bite out of my steak and said.
"What make you so confident"He pointed toward the white hair kid while saying" him", I looked down at the kid and frankly I wasn't impressed.
"You talking about him," I said pointing at Nagi
"Yes"Reo reply confidently to which I just started laughing.
"That is a good one, let me guess he is a genius" I said bluntly to which Reo nodded.I looked at him before I said"I expected you to be confident because of your skill but you are relying on a prodigy that doesn't even have the drive to play the game,"
"He doesn't need it to beat you," He said proudly.
"Huh I mean you can try and see if you can beat me but your chances are pretty low" I said finally finishing my steak."You are not the first arrogant bastard we crushed" Reo said looking at me to which I reply.
"I don't call it arrogance it more fact than anything else and the fact here is that you are delusional" I said as I put my fork down.I looked at Nagi and inspected his physique before a disappointed look appeared on my face as three word left my lips.
"What a waste" I then got up and left the room and walked toward the training area while I looked at my phone and watched the videos of the best player in the world showing off their soccer skills.I reached the training area and spent around 2 hours watching videos and trying to recreate them, I usually get the move right on the second try as I can analyze my mistake pretty well.
I put the ball around 45 meter away from the goal before I walked back, I started to run toward the ball as the figure of a bald Brazilian seem to appear next to me copying my movement when in reality, I am the one copying his movement.
When I kicked the ball, I made sure I put all my power behind it along with the power of my whole body and not my leg alone.
The ball curved in the air before entering the net and what seemed like milliseconds, it seemed impossible for the ball to move that fast but it did.
It seemed like I was literally steaming as this kick took a lot out of me, I am not used to kicking the ball so fast.
After drinking some water and resting for 5 minute, I went back to practicing my Nakada impact, little did I know that I was getting spied on by an orange hair teenager.
The orange hair teenager was none other than Kunigami as apart from Nakada he is probably the person that train the most in team Z.
He looked at each single shot that Nakada had taken and he wanted to learn from him, little did he know he would have to earn that lesson.
Nakada was now a changed person, he will not give any advice or tips to anyone until they become worth it.
You may call it arrogance but it was what it was, if you wanted a lesson you had to impress him enough so that he may indulge you.
Kunigami also noticed something as Nakada kept kicking the ball into the goal, the ball was getting faster it seemed like Nakada was getting more control over it.
Was he some kind of prodigy has the rate at which Nakada was growing seem to almost be impossible, Kunigami knew that it would take him at least a few weeks of intense training to increase his skill by that much.
But here was Nakada, gaining that same progress over the span of a few minutes, he felt like it was minutes because Nakada had to walk and get the ball he had shot afterward.
Inside the monitoring room a red hair girl was looking at Nakada highlight and his training through the screen.
She looked impressed and shocked and she seem like she only had one question in her mind.
"How did such a person end up in Japan"A/N fun fact Nakada's mom is Japanese and his dad is not Japanese.
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Blue lock: The God of the field
FanfictionA young Japanese player by the name of Nakada Shou is born with incredibly talent for football. He was born with the incredible gift of being ambidextrous along with the amazing ability of spacial awareness where he could feel his surrounding better...