Chapter 8: Iris

Shiraishi defeated Tony, which caused quite a stir. Before the game, no one expected that Shiraishi would win, after all, Tony had also participated in the last competition, and his strength was not weak. However, the actual situation was beyond everyone's expectations, and Tony not only lost, but also failed. Against Shiraishi's tennis, he couldn't find a way to deal with it.

The next day, reports and praise poured in about Shiraishi.

"The sixteen-year-old defeated the future star of Mexico 6-0."

"The second samurai, Minamijiro."

"Hah!"

Looking at the two newspapers on the table, a handsome young white man with long blond hair smiled. He looked at the TV next to him, which was showing the match between Shiraishi and Tony.

In the picture, Shiraishi's tennis ball is like a sophisticated machine, every move, every style, all of which are rigorous and have a hint of sacredness. Tony, on the other hand, was defending passively, and gradually, his whole body seemed to become a little numb.

"Huh?"

The young man sighed softly, as if he had discovered something interesting.

He zoomed in on the image to see every detail of Tony's body. Tony's face tensed at this time, and the muscles on his face twitched from time to time, as if he was under great pressure.

Moreover, his face was densely covered with beads of sweat, and his eyes were firmly fixed on the white stone opposite, which made the young man feel even more strange.

"Tony is known for his physique, which is the ultimate reason why he was able to beat Gerry."

At the last US Open, Tony and Gerry met. One of the two is a future star from Mexico, and the other is one of Australia's top junior representatives. The meeting between the two naturally became the focus of media attention, and the two met in the preliminaries, both of whom became famous at a young age and had extraordinary arrogance.

As a result, after the start of the game, both of them regarded each other as their biggest enemies, and their skills, awareness, speed and strength were very powerful. In this originally not very impressive qualifier, even some professional players were ashamed of their strength.

The game lasted for more than two hours, which was not a long time, but the two were always on fire when they played. It's quite scary, running at a high speed and a high level of concentration at all times, which is the real reason for the shame of those pros.

In the end, it was Tony who won, but he consumed so much in the match against Gerry that he played mediocre in the rest of the game. But this can't negate Tony's strength, not to mention that now he has stepped into the world-class field with one foot. But with such strength, he has no power to fight back in front of Shiraishi.

The white youth had to be surprised, because in the next game, Tony could only stand stupidly, unable to respond to Shiraishi's shot at all. This looked more tiring than the match between him and Gerry, but the white youth frowned because the progress bar on the video showed 30:04.

That said, less than half an hour into the game between Tony and Shiraishi.

"Whew, Whew, Whew!!"

Tony gasps for air in the picture, and the white youth's brow furrows deeply. It seemed to him that Tony was bound by something.

"What is this?"

"Mind control?"

The white young man was shocked, and if it was as he had guessed, then Shiraishi would really be a worthy opponent.

The "mind controllers" in his mouth are not ordinary tennis players, they are real geniuses, and each of them has extremely high talent. They are the darlings of tennis, the real powerhouses.

Originally, tennis was a competitive sport that competed in physical fitness, technique and mentality. Among them, technology is the basic, and it is also the place that the strong person values the most. But the most mysterious, the most wonderful thing is the mentality.

Mentality determines how much strength a person can play when playing. Just like a world-class player, if he is absent-minded and in poor condition during the game, his original strength will only play three or four percent. This is disastrous for a player, and even a national-level player can beat it.

And this is only the basic embodiment of the important field of "heart", some players with strong hearts and strength, they can use some subjective things to defeat their opponents. Among the standouts are Yukimura of Lihai, Shiraishi and the former Minister of the Ice Emperor, Yuezhi Moonlight. Of course, there should still be strong mental flow players in the U-17s.

Shiraishi's meditation and comprehension when he studied martial arts in Okinawa and strengthened his mind is a type of mental development, which is called "heart flow" in the martial arts world. And Shiraishi also benefited a lot from it, and his spiritual power made a breakthrough.

The white youth, of course, is a man of knowledge, because he knows it well

"Doodoo"

Suddenly, the phone rang in the house. A hint of displeasure flashed on the white young man's face, but when he saw the caller number, his face suddenly straightened. He picked up the phone, and the voice across from him was smiling.

"I'm Ralph."

"Captain, is there something wrong?" The white young man was a little unnatural, because he knew the temper of the other person, and when that person smiled, he was the most terrible appearance.

"Jack, there's still two hours left until your game, don't embarrass our team!" The voice was very soft, but it fell on the young man's ears like a thunderclap, and his body trembled unnaturally.

"I see, Captain!"

The young man, that is, Iris who is the No.3 of the American team, Jack hung up the phone and looked at the TV on the side.

At this time, bursts of cheers and cheers sounded on the field, and the scene was fixed on the scene where Shiraishi turned to leave. In the corner was Tony's blank expression, with a hint of relief on his face, as he finally finished thirty minutes like hell.

Looking at Shiraishi's back, the corners of Iris's mouth curled a little.

"It doesn't seem to be boring before the finals, but that's all."

For Shiraishi, he attaches great importance to it. But that doesn't mean he has to keep an eye on Baishi at all times, because there is someone waiting for him at the top ahead, that Chinese Chen. And now, he also has an opponent to defeat immediately, the idiot who is now afraid that he has already gone to the arena and waited for death.

Thinking of this, he smiled even more. Lifting his clothes, he closed the door, and left with a dashing turn

At the scene of the competition, a large group of reporters and spectators had been waiting here for a long time. Most of them were girls, because it was coming, but the prince charming in their hearts, the Iris who laughed to death.

In the field, a burly young man with a somewhat ugly face was called Carmen, Toyes. He is a player from a big oil country in the Middle East, because his family is wealthy, and he likes tennis very much. He has been well trained since he was a child, and with his own good talent, he is also a well-known tennis player in the Middle East.

But when it got here, the media didn't pay attention to him at all. Every day, the news is talking about homegrown talent Iris, the powerful Chinese player Chen. Even yesterday the Japanese became even more upset because he beat the "future star of Mexico", but fortunately today it was finally his own competition, and the opponent happened to be that genius Eric.

"Genius? Hey, I'm a genius! He thought a little proudly, but the expression on his face was in stark contrast to the tall body and rough face, and it looked extremely funny.

But no one noticed him, because the genius Iris came.

There was a commotion at the iron gate, and because of Iris's arrival, many female fans even broke through the security guards and forcibly stepped forward to hug Iris. Of course, this scene was also seen by Carmen, and he was even more angry.

"Damn American imp, I'm going to make you suffer." Carmen had a sinister smile on her face.

Finally, Iris rushed out of the crowd of fanatical fans under the "protection" of the security guards.

"Sorry to keep you waiting." Iris apologized to Carmen, and her graceful demeanor drew shouts from the fans.

Carmen's face became even more ugly, and he looked at Iris with a smile on his face, and snorted heavily.

Iris didn't know why, but after thinking about it, he knew why. He stopped talking, but the smile on his face didn't fade, he had been courteous to Carmen because of who he was, and now, don't blame me!

Carmen returned to his place, and although he looked down on the little American white face, tennis was a game that should not be careless. He turned his condition to the best and stared at Iris on the other side meticulously

However, twenty minutes later. Carmen was stunned and looked at Iris across from her with a shocked expression.

At this time, Iris looked at him as friendly as before, but he was creepy, as if the opposite side was not a person, but a wild beast.

The fans chanted Iris by name, and Iris slowly walked out of the stadium in this atmosphere.

On the court, Carmen was the only one left.

The warm breeze of early autumn swept across his face, but his back was covered with cold sweat, as if he was in an ice cellar.

"That kind of ball, can you really catch it?" He looked down and muttered.

In my mind, it was the scene of the stars shooting in a volley and the sky falling apart

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