The next day, maybe because of the summer vacation, or maybe today is the last day of the Four Nations Tournament, there were more people watching the match in the auxiliary hall of the stadium than yesterday, especially many students who love tennis.
At nine o'clock in the morning, the game started on time. This time, the Neon team finally did not have to take the lead. The first team to play today was the American team and the French team.
After more than an hour, the game ended.
In this matchup, the American team was almost all elite, so it didn't take long for the American team to easily defeat the French team with a total score of 3:1.
The French head coach on the sidelines was sighing. He had never thought that leading so many French young elites to encounter disastrous defeats in Neon, which made him feel extremely uncomfortable.
He knows very well that although the French team is still ranked third in the world, the faults are very serious. If they do not introduce talented players to join, I am afraid that French tennis will gradually become lonely in the world of tennis.
As for the American team, although they won the game, they were not in a good mood either, because this American youth team almost assembled all the best players of the younger generation in the United States, but they still lost to the Neon team yesterday.
Even if I win today, I can only finish second.
After all, they don’t believe that the Australian team can defeat the Neon Team.
……
As the showdown between France and the United States ended, the match between Neon and Australia soon began twenty minutes later.
"The following is the third round of the four-nation round-robin tournament, where the Neon Youth Team will face the Australian Youth Team."
"Now we invite players from two teams to appear."
The loud broadcast sounded, and huge cheers suddenly came from the stadium, which was far more enthusiastic than the previous showdown between the United States and France.
"Please give me more advice."
Standing in front of the net, Noah stretched out his hand with a smile and carefully looked at Kannawu Shinichi in front of him.
"Please give me more advice."
It can be said that he is one of the tennis geniuses with the highest IQ in the world. When it comes to neon words, he is no worse than Echizen Ryuya. In terms of learning ability, Kannashi really admires this Noah.
"I will play three singles in this game, and I hope my opponent will be you."
As soon as the hands between the two people were released, Noah spoke to Kanna again.
Looking at the gentle young man in front of him, Shen Wuxin frowned slightly: "Although your strength is good, it is impossible to defeat me. Are you sure you still want to compete with me?"
Kanna believed that what this boy said was true, because he saw the sincerity in Noah's eyes, but he didn't understand why Noah wanted to compete with him.
"I'm sure."
Noah nodded slightly, the gentle smile on his face disappeared, and his face was full of solemnity and determination: "I want to see how far I am from the world-class you now." p>
In this game, Noah knows that the Australian team has no chance at all. In this case, it is better to experience the power of the world while he can still see it. Otherwise, he does not know whether he will have a chance to compete with a world-class team in this life.
Players battle.
"Okay, I agree."
Kanna is full of affection for this gentle boy who will be blind in the future. Even if he can't see anything in the future, he will still fight for his favorite tennis and never complain.
It was precisely because he could see through other people's hearts that Noah felt Kanna's kindness. His face returned to a gentle smile, and he half-bowed to Kanna: "Thank you."
Everyone on the side looked at Kanna and Noah curiously. Everyone heard their conversation clearly.
Without standing at the stadium for too long, the two teams quickly staggered and left the field.
Then, just listen to the announcement on the court.
"The following is a doubles match between the Neon team Keigo Atobe and Genichiro Sanada, against the Australian team Hill Hewitt and Mark McGregor."
"Please prepare your players on both sides."
As the referee finished speaking, the two people on the Australian side walked out first, while on the Neon side, Atobe and Sanada became partners with the most annoying person, and couldn't help but snorted at each other.
"You'll be playing later, but don't hold me back."
I don’t know why, but Atobe and Sanada have never dealt with each other. Every time they meet, they don’t exchange a few words, which makes them feel uncomfortable.
"Hmph, I should be the one to say this. When we get to the court, don't drag me down."
Sanada was also dissatisfied with the temper of the eldest son of Atobe, and he was not merciful with his words. The two of them were tit for tat.
Seeing the two of them bickering on the court, Shiraishi asked worriedly: "Is it okay for these two to play?"
"It should be fine."
Kanna is not sure. Although Atobe and Sanada are very strong individually, it would be a bit confusing if they really don’t cooperate at all. After all, the Australian pair are not bad at personal strength. That Mark’s strength
, is equivalent to Kute Eishiro in the national competition two years later in the original time and space; the other is equivalent to Fuji Shusuke in the Kanto competition two years later in the original time and space.
It would be really dangerous if they cooperated in fighting.
However, thinking of Eishiro Kate, Kanna Shinichi felt a little sorry for him. After all, so many teams are making crazy progress now, and his dream of dominating the country in Higa has become out of reach.
After all, after everyone enters U17 this time, many people who are not as good as him in the original time and space will most likely be far away from him in terms of strength. In the end, there will even be no need for the giant to take action, and there will be a fourth boss of the team.
Or the fifth leader would be enough to deal with him.
Of course, the one whom Kami Shinichi felt most sorry for was Echizen Ryoma. Because of his appearance, the strength of the Neon Junior High School students began to go crazy, and it would have an extremely huge impact on Echizen Ryoma's future career. p>
He was the king of teenagers in the United States, but found that after returning to Neon, he couldn't even beat the minions. This may completely affect Echizen Ryoma's mentality.
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After all, losing once or twice can indeed make him work harder, but if Ryoma Echizen keeps losing, he may really doubt whether he is suitable for playing tennis.
……
On the court, both sides have finished choosing sides, and the referee has begun to announce loudly from his high chair.
"The game started with Hill Hewitt and Mark McGregor of the Australian team taking the lead."
"It's finally about to begin, and I don't know when Shiraishi will appear."
Ping Shanzhi led a group of young men from Tiantianbao Temple to sit in the auditorium. After receiving a training call from his own coach last night, he hurriedly led the young men from Tiantianbao Temple to the competition site early this morning.
I wanted to cheer for Shiraishi, and the second one was to follow the coach directly to the youth training camp after the game, and then wait for the U17 bus to pick them up.
Of course, in addition to everyone from Shitenhoji Temple, all the main candidates from Hyotei, Tatekai Dai, and Yamabuki also gathered.
Under the court, Atobe and Sanada had already taken their positions, staring intently at the opposite side.
That young man named Mark McGregor, his serving speed is no worse than Kanna Shinichi's Dragon Roar, and is even faster, which the two of them have to pay attention to.
Opposite...
"Hill, I'm about to go." Mark, who has long hair and a ponytail, muttered softly in the backcourt.
Hewitt, who was standing in the frontcourt, seemed to have telepathy and said secretly in his heart: "Go, Mark, let your opponent really feel the terror of your serve!"
Huh...
The tennis ball was thrown high into the air by Mark, who was serving from the baseline. Everyone outside the court stared at this handsome young man with a ponytail.
"Here it comes, the serve that has not been countered so far in this Four Nations tournament, the ultra-high-speed particle serve..."
Atobe and Sanada were highly focused. They were not careless about their opponent's move. After all, it was a serve that had been tested in two games in the United States and France and had not been counterattacked yet.
Bang...
Phew…
A flash of yellow light blew up the hair at the base of the ball.
"15:0, Australian team Hill Hewitt and Mark McGregor scored."
Mitsuya on the sidelines held the speedometer and reported the numbers with a solemn expression.