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Chapter 400: The situation of various countries before the World Cup warm-up matches

now.

Seda seemed to be looking up at a god.

The fear that penetrated deep into his bones made him tremble uncontrollably.

Subsequently.

The light around him was completely dimmed, and Seda was completely immersed in absolute darkness. As time passed, the oppression of the darkness around him became stronger and stronger, constantly magnifying the fear in his heart.

"I can't fall here!"

"I'm Hades no! I'm Theda!"

"Don't think you can overwhelm me with just this little difficulty!!!"

With the concentrated explosion of mental power, the black world that trapped Sedda's consciousness shattered.

hum!
at the same time.

A special energy aura that shone with seven colors suddenly appeared on his body. Moreover, his temperament changed from being low-key and hidden to being sharp and outstanding.

"Forehead"

only.

When Seda looked around, he was shocked to find that everyone around him was looking at him with strange eyes. The mysterious black-haired boy had disappeared long ago.

"But, damn it"

The corners of Seda's mouth twitched under the mask. After trying to ease his embarrassment, he turned and walked into the crowd.

"Who on earth is that guy?"

Last minute.

Seda was still trying to catch the opponent's figure with his peripheral vision, but it was in vain. Deep in his heart, the Spanish team's top talent had deeply engraved the opponent's appearance in his brain.

He knew that he would most likely meet him again on the court in the future. When thinking of this, Seda, who had always been confident in his own strength, suddenly became nervous.

Subsequently.

He also disappeared into the crowd.

"Senior, what are you looking at?"

not far away.

The white boy with long brown hair and freckles on his face looked nervously at the tall white young man next to him.

"I found something interesting."

The white young man said calmly.

His light brown bangs were parted from his forehead to the sides, and he had a blank expression on his face when he spoke, giving off a cold air that kept strangers away.

"Elmer."

Turning his head, the white young man said in a deep voice: "I will tell the leader about your matter. Also, go back and write a review of today's situation and reflect on the reasons for your failure."

"I see."

The white boy, Elmer Seyfried, who was defeated by the wooden hand, said with his head down.

hard to imagine.

He used to be arrogant and his words were full of superiority, but now he looked so submissive.

Without him.

The young man who came to him was the No. 2 player of the German team, Q.P, who was called the Quality of Perfection!

Although he had not yet registered as a professional player, everyone in the German team knew that Q.P was definitely a professional-level player.

and.

Now that he is only a sophomore in high school, his potential for future growth is even stronger than that of the main player Polk.

Usually, Q.P is responsible for organizing information and arranging tactics. He is a very core figure in the team.

But as he arrived in Melbourne and the World Cup drew closer, Q.P came up with the idea of ​​conducting on-site investigations on some special people.

but.

Just as he was about to leave, he received a task from General Polk, asking him to bring back Sefried who had left the hotel without permission.

After some searching.

Q.P found each other near the beach.

However, what surprised him was that the boy, who usually had an arrogant personality, seemed very depressed when he was found. It seemed that he had experienced some kind of setback.

After a little inquiry, Q.P learned the inside story. It turned out that Seyfried had just been beaten up by someone else with a tennis ball nearby.

This piqued his interest.

But the boy who defeated Seyfried had already disappeared. Just when Q.P was disappointed and was about to take Seyfried back, he saw a scene that surprised him.

Two young men passed each other.

After the two men looked at each other, one of them stood stiffly in place as if he was under a spell.

original.

Q.P just thought that the two people said something and one of them was scared by the other.

but.

About 30 seconds later.

The white boy wearing a mask suddenly burst out with an astonishing aura.

"If I'm not mistaken, that seems to be the ability of the Greek commander, Zeus Iliopoulos - the Light of the Rainbow of Olympus?"

This aroused Q.P's interest.

Because according to his list, although the Greek team was not qualified to play against the German team, their captain Zeus was a top player with outstanding talent and talent.

There will definitely be a place for him in the future tennis world!
A big part of the reason is because of this move [Olympus Rainbow Light]!
"I didn't expect that besides the Greek team's captain, there are others who have mastered this move."

and this.

But it made Q.P even more curious about the black-haired boy in the white shirt and shorts.

"Let's go."

With that thought in mind, he spoke to Seyfried in a cold tone and took him away from the beach.

the other side.

Ishikawa returned to where the Japanese team was playing.

At this time, the beach pick-up contest was over. On the beach, a group of teenagers were lying in all directions.

Many people were foaming at the mouth, some had bent joints and their eyes rolled back. If you didn't know, you would think there was a biohazard in the movie.

"Almost there."

At this time, Kurobe appeared and said to everyone, "Dinner is ready, everyone follow me."

immediately.

Originally a group of high-spirited young people, they returned to the hotel supporting each other and sighing.

Had dinner.

Everyone was asked to stay in the room.

Perhaps because of the more than ten hours of flight during the day, everyone was tired and went to bed early.

Silent all night.

The next morning, after Ishikawa knocked on each door, the team members quickly gathered in the training room inside the hotel.

Although there were only a few days left before the World Cup, Ishikawa did not relax at all. Seeing their leader doing this, the others also took the initiative to get involved.

"This guy is simply a freak!"

Inside the room, Duke, who was doing strength training, glanced at Ishikawa, who was running on the treadmill at the maximum speed not far away and whose legs were leaving afterimages. He couldn't help but sigh.

"Ah."

Byodoin nodded in approval.

He didn't know if it was an illusion, but he always felt that the opponent's strength had improved dramatically compared to a month ago.

Just like the current speed.

Ishikawa a month ago would never have been able to run at this speed. Moreover, he keenly noticed that even though the other party had been running at the maximum speed for half an hour, the amount of sweat on his body was surprisingly low.

in other words.

Not only the speed, but also the opponent's physical strength has been enhanced.

This shocked Byodoin Temple greatly. After all, Ishikawa was only a 12-year-old boy.

Such a terrifying physique is too horrifying! What moved him even more was that even though he already had strength that surpassed everyone else, Ishikawa did not relax at all in his training.

This made Byodoin feel pressured.

It's not just him.

Oni, Irie, Taneshima, Tokugawa and others were also training seriously, not to mention the rest of the high school and middle school students.

"This kid is really extraordinary."

far away.

Mifune, who noticed the situation here, couldn't help but nod and praise.

Saito on the side said uneasily: "It is indeed a good thing to keep training, but it would be bad if something unexpected happened."

"It's fine."

Kurobe shook his head and said, "They are all very aware of their situation, and with Coach Takushi here, nothing unexpected will happen."

"really."

Saito nodded: "With Ryuji here, there is really nothing to worry about."

After saying this, he actually felt a sense of melancholy.

As coaches, they felt a little too relaxed at this moment. This was the first time he felt so little pressure in the World Cup.

"Hello, coach."

But at this time, Qian and Liu appeared, and they handed over the relevant data.

Qian said seriously, "Tonight, the draw for the warm-up match before the World Cup will be held. According to the rules, all 32 participating teams need to send high school and middle school students to play together, a total of 3 combinations."

“This is the list we have prepared.”

Liu continued, "Based on the situation of the 28 people, we have arranged mutually compatible partners for the coaches' reference."

"You guys did a great job."

Mifune took the list and looked at it, then handed it to Kurobe and Saito beside him: "The warm-up match has nothing to do with the subsequent matches, so you two can arrange it yourselves."

"Ok."

Kurobe and Saito nodded in unison.

The two looked at each other and saw the solemnity in each other's eyes.

Even though this was just a warm-up match, it was the first time that Mifune was given the power to arrange the roster for the World Cup match.

Obviously, this is a test of their abilities.

the other side.

Teams from all countries are also preparing for tomorrow's warm-up matches.

"Ralph, the list is now in your hands."

Inside the hotel where the American team was staying, a white middle-aged man placed the arranged warm-up match list on the table and looked deeply at the blond young man in front of him.

Subsequently.

He turned and left.

"Forehead."

Seeing this, Balentin, who looked as soft as a girl, raised his eyebrows slightly and asked, "What does the head coach mean by this?"

Reinhart has always been the absolute core of the team and the most authoritative player in the U17 team.

Even the head coach asked for his opinion before arranging the roster. But now, the other party had no intention of discussing it at all and directly slapped the roster in front of Reinhardt.

"It should be nothing."

Dudu, a tall black youth with a broom head, said softly.

but.

Deputy Captain Alan Hopkins and Balentin beside him sighed secretly in their hearts.

They knew very well that all this was related to the young man who was regarded as a close friend by Reinhard and had unlimited potential.

"Well."

Looking at the expressionless commander in front of him, Hopkins said in a deep voice: "It's time to make a decision, Ralph! Our dreams and goals will not be easily shattered because of someone's absence!"

Forehead?
Hear the words.

Reinhardt subconsciously raised his head, looked around, and after seeing the determined eyes of his teammates, his melancholy aura disappeared. Instead, he was replaced by a sharp look like lightning.

"You're right, the victory belongs to the American team! It belongs to all of us!!!"

This moment.

In the heart of the American captain, he has already drawn a line between himself and the person who disappeared for a long time.

from now on.

He is no longer Ralph Reinhart, but the captain of the American team. His goal and belief from beginning to end will only be one. Champion!

Spanish team.

After returning to the hotel, Seda fell asleep.

Being trapped in the world of consciousness just now consumed a lot of his mental energy. If it weren't for the burst of [Olympus Rainbow Light] at the end, he would have fainted on the spot.

I have persisted until now and I am exhausted.

"Uh, little Seda."

At this time.

A tall, handsome young man with long hair and dressed in women's clothes walked past the door of Seda and took a look inside with surprise.

Subsequently.

He closed the door gently.

"strangeness."

The young man was very puzzled: "What on earth did he do? With that expression, could it be that he had a heat stroke?"

"It's okay, Mars."

At this time, a middle-aged man's voice sounded. The young man in women's clothing turned around and saw a middle-aged man in a black monk's robe appearing behind him.

"Head, head coach?"

Mars was stunned for a moment, then asked curiously: "Who is Little Seda?"

"It's nothing, I'm probably just tired, I should be fine after a good night's sleep."

The middle-aged man, Echizen Nanjiro, said with a smile, "As for you, don't compete with Long Ya recently."

"Uh, I know."

The young man dressed as a woman nodded.

Nanjiro turned and left, but in his heart, he was still quite emotional: "I encountered that kid. It seems that his mental strength is much stronger than I thought."

As for Seda's situation, he had already guessed most of it after combining it with the report from Mu Shou that had just returned.

"I didn't expect that the boy back then has grown to such a terrifying level."

Thinking of Ishikawa, Nanjiro also felt a little emotional.

Think back to the beginning.

He first met him at the Tokyo Metropolitan Competition and had a crush on him, but he never expected that his opponent's growth rate would far exceed Nanjiro's imagination.

In the blink of an eye.

The opponent successively defeated Echizen in his heavenly state, suppressed the unconscious Akutsu, and even Ryuya who had mastered the fusion of two levels of light was defeated by the opponent.

It can be said that with the opponent's strength, he can definitely be ranked in the top five or even higher among all high school students!

"If he can be valued by Mr. Maguto, then maybe he can really create a new legend!"

Think of this.

Nanjiro's eyes could not help but sparkle with a hint of brilliance: "Ryoma, you better work harder!"

the other side.

The German team stayed in a room in the hotel. On the oval desk were piles of paper documents.

at this time.

Q.P, a young man in a black coat, put down the information in his hand, and a gleam of brilliance flashed in his eyes: "So, the identity of that person is the leader of the Japanese team, Shin Ishikawa?"

"Well!"

And when his eyes fell on the column that said the other person was a junior high school student, his pupils shrank quietly.

(End of this chapter)