"Bang!!"

"This set was won by Hitoshi Akutsu!!"

"Score."

“6-0！！”

"Oooooooo

Loud cheers rang out from around the field, and Akutsu, who was standing in the stadium, watched indifferently at the fallen opponent.

The striking 6-0 and 6-0 on the scoreboard showed his record this time.

Without too much nonsense, he turned and walked back towards the passage.

"Yo, that's a five-game winning streak."

Dressed in casual attire, Long Ya wears a pair of sunglasses and a hood over his head, and he waits for his "colleague" in the athletes' tunnel.

"Hmph"

"Is that the level of the profession?"

Already wearing clothes of various brands, Akutsu said disdainfully to Long Ya with a racket.

"That's because you're too strong."

"Don't look too high at here, and don't underestimate yourself too much."

Leaning against the wall, Long Ya looked at him and said very relaxedly.

To be honest, the professional game is really easy for them in a sense.

Even Long Ya can achieve twenty consecutive victories without a defeat, although he is still stopped by the veteran Amadeus, but he is also a strong man.

The water in the profession seems to be very deep, but in fact, it also depends on the players.

Take Akutsu as an example, his own physique and technical strength have far surpassed too many people.

Although it does not prevent there are professional players who are stronger than him, it is impossible to prevent Akutsu's achievements in other aspects to be higher.

Just take out the nine-headed dragon flash and the Wuwu Zhishan he holds, and few people can catch it.

In the real sense, he made his debut and became the most eye-catching boy.

Just like Long Ya in the past.

However, unlike Ryuya, it only took Akutsu ten days to play five different tournaments to refresh his professional "resume".

As Akaji and Kibe said, the best way to get a nobody like Akutsu to quickly get involved in the profession is to make a name for yourself and then referral.

But now there is not so much time left for him, so he simply arranged a trial, and once he passed, he would have a chance to touch the professional league.

If you are an ordinary player, you may not be able to seize this opportunity to reach the sky at all.

After all, the content of the tryout is to compete with a bunch of would-be pros who are just getting selected.

There are a lot of strong players.

But Akutsu is very human, and what others can't do, he can do.

He single-handedly beat all the tryouts there.

Won the spot with a very violent record and style, and became a new pro.

Not to mention, his turbulent style of play after entering the profession has been welcomed a lot.

It can be said that Akutsu has finally embarked on the path he once wanted.

That is. Interest and money go hand in hand.

Tennis is the best thing in his country.

The encounter with that group of guys also gave him a reason to struggle, and he got the opportunity to persevere.

Now, he can make a lot of "money" while sticking to that interest, and there will be no obstructive guys to order him, and there is nothing disgruntled about this kind of life.

He had already thought about it, and when the time came, he would buy a truckload of rackets and throw them to the smelly old man in the mountain.

He used to use the number of bad rackets all the time, he kept in mind.

"Why don't you fight with me?"

Looking at this "senior" who had led him around recently, Akutsu didn't mean the slightest politeness.

"That's a great idea, but I'll talk about it when I have time."

"After going through so many procedures with you, you should know the process yourself."

"Akaji and Jibu won't care much about it anyway."

With the familiar pinching of oranges in his hands, Long Ya also wanted to fight with the freak of Akutsu, but reason still restrained him.

He's going to go back to the U.S. team to get ready to play against Germany, but he can't stay here for long.

"Shh

"That's right, although I think Akaji and Traces should know."

"But you don't seem to know at all."

After hearing Ryuya's refusal, Akutsu was a little upset, and was about to leave when he heard his words again.

"This year's World Championship is for charter students from secondary school countries, and their age and school status allow, even if they are a member of the profession, they can participate."

"If nothing else, you should also be a member of the Neon team."

"Of course. Akaji: The same goes for them. ”

His eyelids jumped slightly, and the next moment Akutsu laughed.

"That means I can have a chance to break you."

The racket was raised and pointed at Ryunya, and Akutsu said with that trademark sneer.

"Don't be that murderous, I will indeed represent a member of the American team."

"But whether or not we will meet your neon team is still two words."

"There are players from all over the world, but they are mixed."

"There are also guys among them that I can't take lightly."

What he said was actually very vague, and he didn't say who specifically.

But even if it is as strong as the current Long Ya, there are still difficult players to deal with.

Since the Devouring Talent was seamlessly suppressed by his own Heavenly Clothes, Long Ya's ceiling was cut by a lot.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have lost against Amadeus before.

But now Long Ya doesn't regret anything, at least he is living happily now.

Moreover, the shelf life of the move "sent" from Bai Jinna two years ago is also quite long, which can be regarded as raising his strength a lot.

"By the way, my lovely brother, please take care of it when you return home."

"Just a return gift from that time."

Thinking of something, Long Ya then walked towards the passage on the other side, and then spoke.

"Brother?"

Hearing this, there was a rare look of confusion on Akutsu's fierce face.

"Echizen Ryoma."

"A first-year student at the Youth Academy."

"It stands to reason that you should have seen it."

Turning around and taking off her sunglasses and hood, Long Ya revealed her face and stretched out her finger.

"Huh?"

After thinking about it a little more seriously, Akutsu suddenly had an impression.

I vaguely remember that it was a little man who wore a hat all day long but spoke very draggedly.

At this time, he found out that Long Ya and that guy looked like each other.

"Maybe I'll beat him to death."

"It's better not to be like that, how can I say that he is also my brother"

The threatening words came out, making Ryūya show a wry smile, although he knew that Ryoma had changed a lot recently, but if he faced Yakutsu, no matter how he was, he would not be an opponent.

"Hmph"

Without too many words, Akutsu then turned around and left.

Looking at his departing back, Long Ya put on her sunglasses and fell into deep thought.

To be honest, Akutsu's performance was much better than he expected.

Thinking of Akaji and Trace, maybe the situation inside the neon will be even more troublesome than Reinhardt imagined.

"Oh, whatever."

"I'm only going to fight as part of the U.S. team."

"Even if it's you"

(End of chapter)