At night, the streets of Melbourne are bustling with neon lights, as if the city never sleeps.

The welcome banquet to celebrate Yukimura's return has ended, and everyone has long since dispersed, leaving only Yukimura, Sanada, Shiraishi and others.

Looking at the few people around him, Yukimura stopped his gaze on Shiraishi, and after looking up and down, he smiled: "Shiraishi-san, I didn't expect you to go further!" It's really envious of us! ”

In his tone, there was a faint sourness. But surrounded by people who know Yukimura, this sour breath is more deliberate, with a sense of ridicule.

Shiraishi stared at Yukimura and saw that he still had a hint of sickness on his face, but he was in good spirits. Come to think of it, sickness is weakness after surgery. It's just that in this way, he can't see through Yukimura's state at this time.

"Poof" The corners of Nioh's mouth curled, he looked out the window with his hands behind his back, and said quietly: "Yes, every competition in the junior high school competition hides its strength. In addition to the 'Bible', there is also the title of 'Man Hidden in the Clouds'. This guy! I'm afraid it's deliberate, right? ”

As he spoke, he squinted at Shiraishi like a fox.

Shiraishi looked at him with a faint smile. Come to think of it, Nioh may have cared about the game he played with himself when the two teams stayed together. But at that time, Baishi's purpose was more to wake up the wealth.

Among the several people, Sanada always kept a straight face, but there was a slight change when Yukimura spoke. Chitose, Tachibana, and Fuji were all smiling and silent, and now, they had seen the world scene, and their hearts had long since moved like a mountain.

As for Kenya and Mu Shou, it seems that they are on the same page, and there is fire in their eyes. At this time, Silver, who was sitting between them, closed his eyes and folded his hands. Feeling the heaviness of his body, the two glanced at each other and looked away at the same time.

And if someone takes a picture of this scene, they will be surprised to find out. Except for Tezuka Kunimitsu and Keigo Keibe, here are all future masters of Japan's domination of the world tennis world.

No one spoke again, and the atmosphere gradually calmed down again, seeing this, Shiraishi said: "That's it for tonight, let's go back and rest early!" When everyone heard this, they all nodded slightly, and got up to leave.

Shiraishi sighed with emotion, and was about to leave, when he heard Yukimura say: "Shiraishi-san, I have information here, I don't know if you want to hear it?" ”

His blue eyes flashed with a hint of brightness, and Yukimura crossed his hands on the table, unable to see any emotion.

"Oh?" When everyone who was about to leave heard this, they all looked at it again.

But after a pause, Chitose pushed Kenya and walked out of the room with a smile. Seeing this, the rest also left the room quickly. After Sanada looked at the two of them, he also slowly left.

In the room, only Shiraishi and Yukimura remained.

Dafang sat down, and Shiraishi smiled: "I don't know what the news is?" Or who can entrust Yukimura Seiichi, the son of God, to deliver a message for him? ”

Yukimura didn't answer immediately, but asked, "I don't know, Shiraishi, what do you think of the tennis situation in the world today?" ”

The tennis situation?

Shiraishi was surprised, but he was a little curious about the 'news' in Yukimura's mouth. After thinking about it, he said: "Nowadays, it is an indisputable fact that the west is strong and the east is weak. When it comes to tennis, the first thing that comes to mind is the four major tournaments. It is also true that there are many geniuses in the West, and in Japan, except for the legendary samurai of the past, there is no one to represent! ”

"Is that really the case?" Yukimura shook his head, and his handsome face was full of smiles: "I don't know, who is the No. 1 ATP ranking now?" ”

ATP Rankings? Shiraishi's eyebrows furrowed, what the hell does this guy want to say? Isn't that Philip the number one in the world today?

He suddenly raised his head, crossed a familiar name in his mind, and asked, "He commissioned you?" ”

Yukimura nodded, his smile gradually rewinding.

"What did he say?"

"Nothing, just wanting to see you. Listening to his tone, it seems that he wants to reach some kind of cooperation. ”

"Cooperation?" Shiraishi said something in his mouth, and countless possibilities changed in his mind. Looking at Yukimura, his frowning brow stretched slightly: "What place?" ”

Yukimura put his hand in his pocket and said lightly: "After we won against Spain, um!" After you beat Nadal to be exact! ”

Better than Nadal? Does that mean qualifying? Shiraishi's face was calm, but thoughts flashed through his mind.

"Isn't that new?"

Yukimura smiled and nodded.

Hearing this, Bai Shi stood up and prepared to leave, but when he turned around, he suddenly turned his head again: "I'm more curious, did he make any agreement with you?" ”

Yukimura smiled and said nothing. After Bai Shi left, the smile on his face gradually put away, and he sighed lightly: "Just take what you need."

It's late at night, in a certain community.

The chubby young man looked at the message in his hand with one hand, grabbed the peeled orange and put it in his mouth, swallowed it, and smiled at the person next to him: "He's back!" ”

Beside him, a young man with a body as straight as a sword and a vague edge in his eyes nodded, and an inexplicable smile flashed in his eyes: "So, that plan has begun?" ”

"It's almost begun! After all, after spending so many years, they can't afford to pay for it. It's just that some people are going to have a pain in the flesh! ”

Oh, yes! The emaciated youth thought the same thing. Some people fish with straight hooks, and some people drink to quench their thirst. It's just that in this way, his country will also be greatly damaged, and that guy is the second person who has touched that realm in all these years!

"It's a pity!" He sighed lightly, but his expression was more determined.

"It's a pity!" The fat man put down his hand to eat, patted his clothes and stood up, looking at the person in front of him with eyes like knives: "I heard that you have internal differences?" ”

The emaciated man was silent, like an old monk in his meditation. After a long time, he spoke: "Some people want to compromise!" However, we will be determined to walk on this path! ”

The fat man stretched his body a few times and said noncommittally: "I hope!" If it doesn't work, it's up to that guy."

"He? Although the potential is limitless, you can't afford it now, right? The emaciated man shook his head, his left hand leaning forward slightly, revealing a pitch-black katana. Besides, it's better for them not to get involved in this kind of thing! ”

"Nope! If that man doesn't make up his mind, we can only put our hope on him! ”

"The man? Not necessarily, right? It's not his time anymore! ”

"Hey, hey!" The fat man laughed strangely, his eyes changed, and he laughed at himself: "Not necessarily? After so many years of accumulation, my senior brother didn't dare to touch its edge! ”

"Besides, as long as he stands up, with his position, we will be more sure that we will succeed!"

Influence? The emaciated man nodded. If there is influence, that person can indeed set off a storm. There was a gleam in his eyes, and in this way, the status of this sect in the country would be further enhanced!

At the same time, inside a bar in Sydney.

A young Asian man drank the wine in front of him and sighed, looking unsatisfied. At this time, a jade hand stretched out over his shoulder, caressing his face, red lips against his earlobe, and said in a greasy voice: "Handsome guy!" Do you want someone to accompany you? ”

Let's go!

Who knows, the young man suddenly put down the wine glass in his hand, opened the girl's jade hand, and left the bar without looking at the extremely enchanting stunner in front of him.

"Humph! An idiot who doesn't understand the amorous mood is destined to be lonely for a lifetime! The white beauty cursed. She is not a person who accompanies the wine, but she is lonely and comes here for recreation, and she originally saw a man who was mature and made her heart move, but it turned out to be like a wood.

"Whew!"

The young man walked out of the bar, breathed in the warm and humid air, smiled lightly and took out a purple jade gourd from his waist, poured a small sip, and reluctantly blocked the gourd. "It's still the wine at home that tastes better!"

Looking at the waning moon in the night sky, a smile tugged at the corner of his mouth: "Hey! Don't let me down, little one."

As he spoke, he staggered towards the hotel not far away

Two days passed quickly, and at two o'clock in the afternoon, the semi-final match between Japan and Spain began. At the same time, it is also the first decisive match in the quarterfinals.

During this time, Shiraishi rarely went out. More time was spent researching information and solidifying new realms. Three turns in another dimension, five or six days cannot make Baishi completely stable. However, I believe that Nadal is the same. However, his opponent may not be Nadal, so he studied several of Spain's most famous players.

Among them, the one that interested him the most was the captain Torres.

"It's another shark hiding in the water! Europe, the birthplace of tennis, is really not to be underestimated! ”

Álvaro. Moreno. Torres. Looking at the guy who was walking slowly not far away, Bai Shi's eyes exuded a faint brilliance. Judging from the intelligence collected by Qian, without this guy, there would be no current Spanish team.

The former kingdom of the sea, after being defeated by the Empire on which the sun never sets, can only live in its former glory.

Comfortable, enjoyable, decadent, mixed eating and waiting to die. This is the attitude of many Spaniards who seem to have no future in their lives. As a result, Spanish tennis did not stand out among the European powers.

However, in the team in front of him, Shiraishi didn't see any of the above. They were full of spirits, and they could faintly see a bad spirit, which was the strong morale after the battle in the European arena.

Unlike what he had seen before, Torres was very 'conspicuous' at the moment, and he took off his usual disguise. The whole person is sharp, but it is more mellow and heavy than Zhideyo!

Nadal followed him, with no momentum, like an ordinary player. The rest of the people couldn't see the depth at a glance.

"Spain!" "Spain" "Spain"

There were strong cheers all around, as if shouting for the king.

"Japan" "Japan" "Japan"

However, the cheers drew displeasure from Japanese fans. They also waved their hands and cheered.

In the surrounding audience, some players from other countries in casual clothes looked solemn. It was as if two peerless divine weapons were colliding in mid-air, and this kind of momentum made their hearts sink.

Some people had fierce eyes and said secretly: "Let's break the blood flow when you hit your head!" ”