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Blue Lock: The Destroyer

Blue Lock self insert, I wrote a novel previously but I lost inspiration for it due to school and work I hope this will be better. Kenta is a physical and defensive monster he’s a force to be reckoned with, he destroys strikers and defenders alike are you willing to try and score against him.

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Chapter 7

In the days leading up to our first match, I had the opportunity to train and spend time with Barou in Blue Lock. As one of the top strikers in the league, Barou had a wealth of experience and knowledge to share with me, and I was eager to learn from him. I think he took a liking to me because I called him "My King" and I like to bow and make him feel like one, I don't mind doing it, it's pretty fun actually. Doing all this made me feel like I was changing him and he was changing me, he wasn't changing just that I was able to loosen his king like reigns on his subjects, I'll be his subject because he's pretty cool deep down.

During our training sessions, Barou taught me various offensive strategies and moves, giving me a better understanding of how strikers thought and moved on the field. He also gave me tips on how to anticipate their movements and read their body language, which would help me to better defend against them.

But our training sessions were not just focused on offense. Barou also emphasized the importance of defense and helped me to hone my skills in that area. He taught me how to stay low and keep my body in the right position, as well as how to anticipate the movements of opposing players and make well-timed tackles.

Outside of training, Barou and I also spent time together getting to know each other better. We talked about our backgrounds, our aspirations, and our love for the game. He shared stories from his own career and gave me valuable advice on how to succeed in the league.

As someone who had faced his fair share of challenges and setbacks, Barou was a great source of inspiration for me. His dedication and passion for the game were infectious, and I found myself pushing even harder to succeed on the field.

When the day of the match finally arrived, I felt more confident and prepared than ever before. I knew that I had the skills and knowledge to defend against the top-tier strikers in the league, and I was ready to put them to the test.

As I took to the field, I felt Barou's words of encouragement ringing in my ears. He had given me the tools I needed to succeed, and I was determined to make him proud. Even though he calls me bug.