Coming out of the discussion room, Shiraishi's face was not as relaxed as his question had been answered. Instead, his eyebrows were pressed together. The people guarding the door felt a very dignified aura from him.

"Shiraishi, what is it?" asked Kenya, a little gloomy between his eyebrows. Although he usually gives people a funny and fake feeling, he actually pays great attention to the relationship between the team.

It's the same with everyone, no one likes to be betrayed, and no one likes the feeling of being manipulated by fate.

The gloomy aura on Bai Shi's face dissipated a lot, and looking at everyone, he sighed and said, "Things are not what we imagined, and besides, there is no time for us to waste. ”

"Let's go back first, Coach Mifune, he's more miserable than us. The semi-finals are five days away, and our opponent is Germany! ”

Germany!

The two words were like a mountain, falling from the sky and falling in front of everyone.

Everyone dared not underestimate the team that had won in the warm-up match. In tennis, winning does not mean that you can win next time, because there are too many factors related to victory or defeat. What's more, Germany was not the strongest state at that time. And on their side, an extremely strong combat power has been poached by the other party.

They have less to rely on.

However, under the pressure is not decadence, on the contrary, many people are eager to try. If you can finish them once, why not kill them twice? There were a few flashes of light in the eyes of a few people, including Fuji, who had always been extremely low-key.

"Ladies and gentlemen, since this is the case, then today's training must not be left behind!" Sanada suddenly raised his hand and said.

Known as 'The Emperor', he has maintained his leadership over the team since he was in the house. In addition, breaking through the other dimension, there is a kind of hegemonic air that is not angry but powerful when he speaks.

Everyone nodded one after another, they were about to face the true strength of the Nine Overlords Germany, if they couldn't adjust their own state to the best, then how could they talk about defeating the other party? As for Mifune's matter, they chose not to ask again.

Shiraishi nodded equally seriously, looked at everyone and said, "Since that's the case, then I"

But before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted. When I turned my head, I saw that Irie was nosturing towards the other side of the corridor, with a slight smile between his eyebrows.

"Nanako?" Shiraishi was stunned for half a second.

I saw a girl in a white dress standing at the end of the corridor, with straight black hair hanging down her shoulders, looking this way.

"I" Shiraishi thought for a moment, sighed and said, "I'm sorry, everyone, I may be missing today's incident." ”

"Cut" Qian also took a sip of disdain, and waved his hand like a fly: "Hurry up, get out, without your little dish, we can't make a big meal." ”

"Go ahead, don't worry here." Chitose also laughed.

Everyone didn't speak, but they breathed a long sigh of relief in their hearts. With Shiraishi present, the pressure is too great, and besides, this so-called extra training doesn't seem to have any effect on him, right?

Without further ado, he nodded and trotted over to the girl. On the side of the crowd, a majestic voice suddenly sounded: "Let's go!" It's up to us to train you in the next few days! ”

Rumble!

Everyone's hearts trembled, and when they looked back, it was Phoenix, Oni and Watanabe!

There was a faint coercion between the phoenix's eyebrows, and the ghost beside him alone had the courage to resist. As for Watanabe, the eyes on his fat face narrowed into a line, which made people feel a chill in their hearts.

"It's not good," the crowd sighed in their hearts

Turning the corner, Shiraishi came to Nanako. Seeing that she was dressed beautifully, her white dress was like a fragrant jasmine, the corners of her mouth couldn't help curling, and she smiled: "What, where are you going to go today?" ”

Nanako glanced at him with her eyebrows, raised her nose and said, "Go and watch the game!" ”

"Race?" Bai Shilen paused for a moment, thought a little in his heart, and tried to ask, "Is it the game of the American team?" ”

Nanako nodded, looked at him in a training uniform again, and slightly browsed. pouted: "This dress is reluctant, go quickly, go quickly, you won't be able to catch up with the game if you go late." ”

After she finished speaking, she grabbed Baishi and pedaled towards the elevator, looking resolute.

After leaving the hotel, the two took a taxi to the sports park. When they arrived, the field was so blocked that they heard the referee's voice shouting: "The first game is over, the American team Dudu. Ou Bangdu (senior year), Evan. Kenway (junior third) wins, the score is 2:0! ”

"Yikes! It's all started, and hopefully it's still too late! Nanako exclaimed, hurriedly running towards the crowd, seeing Shiraishi shake his head. He didn't even change his clothes, but fortunately it was a training uniform, plain white, without a national symbol. Otherwise, it is not sure how many people will attract attention.

He followed in a few steps, grabbed Nanako's hand, and the two of them squeezed into the crowd and found a more remote corner to watch.

"Hey, hey!" As soon as she stood still, she snorted at Bai Shi and said with a smile: "It's their turn!" ”

"Oh?"

This was a bit of a surprise to Shiraishi. Nanako came to watch the game, naturally for Ryoma and Ryūya, but she didn't want them to be arranged in doubles.

He raised an eyebrow, as if there was a little bit of meaning.

Just after the ten-minute break, I heard the referee shout: "Let's play doubles one!" ”

"Team Australia, Lyle. John (sophomore), Chloe. Jace (sophomore)! ”

As soon as the words fell, I saw two people walking out of the Australian team, with similar figures, about 1.85 meters. The uniform, which is mainly gold and green, represents Australia's national flower, the acacia.

The two of them walked in unison, and even the amplitude of their hands was exactly the same!

"It's ?!! cohomology" Shiraishi's eyes froze, and it seemed that the opponents of those two guys were not easy to match.

"The U.S. team, Echizen Ryūya (Japanese junior high school), Echizen Ryoma (Japanese junior high school)!"

On the side of the American team, Long Ya Ryoma came one after the other. The appearance of the two caused a lot of shock at the scene. Between the two, there are seven points of similar appearance, Ryoma, just like Ryūya, who is a few years younger.

"This is a pair of brothers?" Someone said in surprise.

"That's not right!" Someone shouted again, attracting the attention of the audience next to him.

I saw that his eyebrows were furrowed together, as if he was thinking about something, only to hear him mutter: "Echizen Ryuya, Echizen Ryuma?" The more the front, the more the front? ”

Swish!

Seeing that his face changed, he looked at Long Ya's face that looked like someone when he was young, and swallowed with difficulty: "Take, samurai Koshi, Echizen Nanjiro!" ”

Wow! The faces of the audience around him changed.

Minamijiro Echizen, this name is too loud in the hearts of tennis fans. Even people who are ordinary hobbies, or even those who can't even say the origin of tennis, know this name. Warrior! This represents an era of tennis, one of the bleakest eras in world tennis.

Although he did not win the Grand Slam, the highest honor in tennis, the samurai is a legend in his own right.

Rumor has it that he suddenly announced his retirement in order to train his son. And now, these two players with the surname Echizen, who also looked like samurai back then, suddenly burst into a strong interest.

"Click"

Not far away, the camera, which was still aimed at Ralph, turned around. Compared to Minamijiro Echizen, Ralph's newsworthiness is not worth mentioning.

"Oh?"

In the Australian team, a young man with an inch head squinted his eyes and said in a low voice: "It is related to that Echizen Minamijiro, then this game"

However, he seemed to remember something, and the corners of his mouth showed a hint of self-deprecation. "Victory or defeat doesn't seem to matter anymore, right?"

The two sides end in front of the net, and Ryoma serves.

Standing in the tee area, Ryoma's racket was a little tighter, and his eyes became a little bigger unconsciously. Their opponents, John and Jace, looked indifferent and looked at them with cold eyes.

"At the beginning of the game, the U.S. team Echizen Ryoma served, and the game ended!"

As soon as the referee's words fell, the audience stared at Ryoma, and those pairs of eyes seemed to see how much ability this young man who was suspected to be the son of the samurai.

Swish!

At this time, Ryoma moved. Having experienced many major open tournaments, this atmosphere has no effect on him at all. I saw him throw the tennis ball, the whole person jumped, and the racket held in his left hand jumped out from the back of his head and hit the tennis ball hard.

"Bang!"

The audience's eyelids twitched, and many people frowned when they felt the not-so-strong hitting sound. Doesn't seem to have anything out of the ordinary, right? Compared with the Japanese red-haired boy, the strength of the boy in front of him and others is really too far behind.

Sou~

However, as soon as they came to their conclusions, they saw the serve crash into the canvas with a strong spin.

"Oh?"

A little surprise flashed across Jace's calm face. The power is not leaked, the spin is strong, and the angle of the shot is extremely tricky. This serve of the guy on the other side has at least four or five years of training, right?

"It's still too tender, though!" His appreciation turned into a sneer, and at the age of the first year of junior high school, it was indeed very powerful to hit this ball. But this is the World Cup, and this level of serving is simply not enough to watch!

"Step!"

He stepped on one foot, and the racket in his hand was ready to be played.

"Zizi Zi !!"

However, a sudden change occurred, and the tennis ball suddenly spun at high speed. With a pop, the tennis ball bounced off the ground and shot straight into Jace's forehead.

"Huh? It turned out to be a change of serve? Some viewers were surprised.

"Hey! I knew it was going to be like this! Jace sneered even more at the corner of his mouth, leaning back, and swinging his racket calmly and unhurriedly.

Ryoma, who saw this scene on the other side, also had a sneer of disdain at the corner of his mouth.

Swish! The tennis ball that was rushing towards Jace suddenly changed direction, scraped his cheek, and slashed a beautiful arc in mid-air, grazing the ground and hitting the sideline to score.

“15:0！”

And he, listening to the referee's voice, felt some painful cheeks, and was stunned.

"It's a second change of direction?"

And Shiraishi lamented Ryoma's comprehension ability: "The real external rotation serve!" ”