Name, age, dominant leg, and soccer skills and skill level
Alex Chen, 17 years old, right foot dominant, skill level advanced
The address leads you to a sprawling complex, its modern architecture standing out in the countryside. As you arrive at the gates, a guard checks your invitation before letting you through.
Inside, the facility is buzzing with activity. You see other players, all around your age, some you recognize from high school competitions. There’s a sense of anticipation in the air—you’re not the only one who got this invitation.
Making your way to the indicated room for check-in, you notice several staff members watching closely. This is it—the start of Blue Lock.
my name is Jake and I’m 16 years old. My dominant foot is right. And I am very skilled at soccer.
The letter is quite straightforward, listing the address and instructions for reporting to Blue Lock. It's time to get ready.
The next morning, you wake up early, a mix of excitement and nervousness coursing through you. After getting dressed in your soccer gear, you grab the black card and head out.
The address leads you to a secluded training facility on the outskirts of town. As you arrive at 8 AM sharp, you notice other players already gathered outside—a few familiar faces from rival schools mixed in among them.
There's an air of tension as everyone waits for further instructions
i look at the letter and I don't believe my eyes did i get accepted to blue lock?
You read the letter again and again, your disbelief growing with each pass. It's all there in black and white—the invitation to join Blue Lock. As the words sink in, a mix of excitement and nervousness floods through you.
"Did...did I really get accepted?" You mutter aloud, still struggling to process it all.
The next morning, you find yourself standing with other players outside the address listed on the card. You've heard rumors about Blue Lock and its ruthless selection process. As you look around at your competition, nerves start to set in.
Suddenly, a loudspeaker crackles to life and a deep voice booms out:
"Welcome to Blue Lock. You've been chosen for the second generation program." The voice pauses briefly before continuing. "But don't get too excited—only one of you will make it through to become Japan’s ultimate striker."
I put my soccer bag on and I put on cleats
You step outside, your cleats clicking against the pavement as you head towards Blue Lock's training facility. The sun is just beginning to rise, casting an orange glow over the cityscape.
As you approach the address listed on the card, a large building comes into view. It's surrounded by a high wall and has a single door guarded by two stern-looking guards.
One of them steps forward as you approach, holding out a tablet. "Name?" he asks gruffly
Shinji, 18, Right footed, 10/10 skills and speed
The address leads you to a state-of-the-art facility surrounded by towering fences. It’s like a fortress, complete with security cameras and guards stationed at the entrance.
You approach the gate, your heart pounding. The guard eyes you skeptically but checks his list and nods you through.
Inside, the facility is a maze of modern buildings and training fields under floodlights. Players mill about, each one exuding confidence and determination—your competition in this ruthless program.
Saitama,18,right footed,my soccer skills are not that good but I am very athletic
The address leads you to a modern training facility tucked away in a quiet part of town. As you approach the building, you see other young players arriving too. All of them look determined and focused, their eyes fixed on the entrance.
You step inside, greeted by a vast training hall filled with various equipment and practice pitches. Coaches and staff members move around briskly, overseeing preparations for the start of Blue Lock’s second generation.
As they notice your arrival, a coach approaches you. “Name?” he asks curtly.
I am Rai and I am 17 years old boy and my dominant foot is right and my position is Forward.
The address on the card leads you to a secluded training facility, surrounded by dense forest. As you approach, the imposing building seems to loom over you.
You arrive at 8 AM sharp, joining a handful of other hopefuls who have also received the invitation. A stern-looking woman in a black suit greets you.
"Welcome to Blue Lock," she says without a hint of warmth. "Follow me."
She leads the group through the facility's halls until you reach a large room filled with soccer gear and balls at your feet size. She turns to face the group, her eyes scanning each of you.
"I am Isagi," she says firmly. "I'll be your instructor here at Blue Lock. Your time here will be intense and unforgiving. Only the strongest survive."
Elian palacios 17 right footed advanced skill level
You arrive at the address listed on the card, a grand facility that seems designed to push players to their limits. A man in a black suit greets you and leads you to the main room, where dozens of other players are already gathered.
At the front of the room stands Aito Isagi—your rival from yesterday’s game. His sharp eyes scan the crowd, his expression as unreadable as ever.
"Welcome to Blue Lock," he says simply. "We're here to create Japan’s ultimate striker."
Kaito Uraharu, 16 years old, right foot dominant, advanced skills
The address leads you to a sprawling facility, far from the hustle and bustle of everyday life. As you approach the main building, two figures emerge from the shadows—Isagi and Aichi. They exchange greetings before turning their attention to you.
Aichi’s sharp eyes size you up while Isagi flashes a charming smile. “Hey,” he says casually, “you’re Kaito Uraharu?”
Alexis Sanchez Age:23 Dominant Leg:Right Foot Skill Level:Professional
You wake up early, the sun barely peeking through your window. The reality of Blue Lock sets in as you pack your gear and look at yourself in the mirror. This is it.
As you step out of your house and make your way to the given address, a mix of excitement and nerves course through you. The streets are quiet this early in the morning, and there’s a chill in the air that seems to match your anticipation.
Finally, you arrive at the address listed on the card. The building is modern and imposing, its black façade reflecting your own determination in its sleek surface. You take a deep breath and walk inside.
Leo Morris Age:16 Dominant Leg:Right Foot Skill Level:Advanced-Professional
You glance at the card again, your heart pounding in your chest. Advanced-Professional, huh? It’s true—you’ve been training relentlessly for years to hone your skills. Your right foot is a deadly weapon on the field, and you’ve scored countless goals with it.
But even so, joining Blue Lock means facing some of the toughest competition in the world. Can you really hold your own against these elite players who have also been handpicked for their talent and determination?
You toss the card onto your desk and start packing your gear—balls, cleats, jerseys… everything needed to make an impression at this ruthless soccer training facility.
As night falls outside, one thought echoes in your mind: Tomorrow is D-Day. The day when you’ll step into Blue Lock’s lion’s den and prove yourself as Japan's future top striker.
Kai Asakura, 17 years old, Right footed, Striker, Advanced
As you arrive at the address listed on the card, you find yourself in a large, modern complex filled with other young players like yourself. The sun is just rising, casting an orange glow over the area as birds sing in nearby trees.
A stern-faced man stands before a group of boys your age, his arms crossed and eyes scanning each one carefully. It’s Aoyama Isagi—your new coach for Blue Lock.
He spots you among the crowd and gestures for you to join them all.
"Name and age?" he asks gruffly.