Chapter 11:The Duel Begins

As Barou took possession of the ball, Kira could feel the tension building in the air. The power behind Barou's movements was undeniable—this was a player who played with absolute confidence, like a king commanding his kingdom. But Kira wasn't about to be intimidated. He had read enough of the manga and watched enough of the anime to understand Barou's playstyle, and more importantly, he knew he had the tools to challenge him.

Activating his God Speed Impulse and Ultimate Copy, Kira focused intently on Barou's every movement. His body moved on instinct, absorbing the intricacies of Barou's dribbling. The way Barou shifted his weight from foot to foot, the slight movements of his shoulders to feint and confuse defenders—it was all calculated, all part of Barou's plan to steamroll through the opposition. But Kira had seen it all before.

Barou pushed forward, attempting to dribble the ball between Kira's legs. But Kira, anticipating the move, stepped in at the right moment, intercepting the ball with precision. In one fluid motion, Kira stole the ball, leaving Barou behind.

"Got you," Kira muttered under his breath, a smirk forming on his face.

Without wasting a second, Kira launched into a counterattack. Bachira and Isagi, who had been positioned behind him, quickly joined in. Together, the three of them stormed down the field, weaving through the defenders with speed and grace. Bachira's dribbling was mesmerizing as always, his movements unpredictable, while Isagi's sharp vision allowed him to make precise passes that kept the momentum going.

They worked in perfect harmony, with Kira leading the charge. The goal loomed ahead, and with every step closer, Kira could feel the pressure mounting. This was it—the moment to prove himself. They broke past the final defender, and Isagi, recognizing the opening, passed the ball to Kira.

Kira's heart pounded in his chest as he readied himself for the shot. With perfect form and power, he slammed the ball past the goalkeeper, who could barely react. The ball hit the back of the net with a resounding thud.

"Goal!" the mechanical voice from the system announced.

The entire field went silent for a split second, stunned by what had just happened. Even Team Z, who had their doubts about Kira's abilities, were momentarily speechless.

Kira stood tall, his chest heaving with adrenaline as he soaked in the moment. His teammates, now ignited with newfound spirit, rushed toward him.

"That was incredible!" Bachira grinned, his eyes gleaming with excitement. "You really got that monster inside you too, huh?"

Isagi nodded, impressed. "We can really do this."

Kira smiled, feeling a wave of confidence wash over him. He had just proven to everyone, including himself, that he had what it took to lead this team. But as the cheers began to die down, a different energy surged on the field.

From across the pitch, Barou's eyes were locked onto Kira. His face was a mask of fury, his pride clearly bruised. He clenched his fists, his voice ringing out like thunder, "You donkey! How dare you score!"

Barou's rage was palpable, and Team X quickly responded, passing him the ball almost immediately after the kickoff. The message was clear—Barou wasn't about to let this go unanswered.

Barou charged forward with the ball, his movements even more ferocious than before. His presence on the field was overwhelming, and it was clear that he intended to take back control of the game by force. He bulldozed through Team Z's defenders like they were nothing, his sheer power and skill too much for them to handle.

Kira, Bachira, and Isagi could only watch as Barou effortlessly bypassed the defense, charging directly at the goal. With a powerful shot, Barou blasted the ball past the goalkeeper, equalizing the score.

1-1.

The scoreboard changed, and Team X roared in celebration. But Barou wasn't focused on his teammates. His eyes were still locked on Kira as he slowly made his way back toward the center of the field, his expression one of pure disdain.

"You're not the king here," Barou said coldly, glaring at Kira. "This field belongs to me. You got lucky once, but I'll crush you."

Kira met Barou's gaze, the fire in his eyes undiminished. "We'll see about that. This isn't over yet."

The tension between the two players was electric, and it was clear that this match had become more than just a battle between teams—it was a personal duel between Kira and Barou, a clash of egos and ambitions.

As Team Z gathered at the center for the next play, Kira felt the weight of the moment. He knew that they couldn't rely solely on individual skill to win this match. If they wanted to beat Barou and Team X, they would need to play smart, work together, and find the right balance between ego and teamwork.

"We can't let Barou control the game like that again," Isagi said, his voice calm but firm. "We need to keep possession and focus on our strengths. Kira, you lead the attack, and we'll back you up."

Bachira nodded enthusiastically. "Yeah! Let's show him what we're made of."

Kira, still feeling the adrenaline from his earlier goal, nodded in agreement. "Alright. Let's do this. We won't lose."

The whistle blew, signaling the restart of the game. Team Z had no intention of backing down, and with Kira at the helm, they were determined to take back control of the match. The duel between Kira and Barou was far from over, and the outcome of the game hung in the balance.

With their eyes set on victory, Team Z charged forward, ready to face whatever came next. The battle had only just begun.