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Chapter 515: Before the Finals, Hunter and Prey
【Ding】

[The player defeated the Boss character Jurgen Barisavich Polk and gained 36000 experience points]

[The player obtains the ball skill dropped by Jurgen Barisavich Polk: Baptism of the Whirlpool]

Just as Ishikawa defeated Polk, a system prompt sounded in his mind.

"The baptism of the whirlpool?"

Ishikawa's heart moved slightly.

The power of this trick is even greater than that of the light ball. If Ishikawa can fuse the domains, he can even achieve the same resonance of abilities as Polk.

Thoughts turned.

He walked toward the net.

"Excellent game."

While shaking hands with Polk, Ishikawa said with a smile: "You are indeed the strongest high school student in the world. This was the most difficult match I played in the World Cup."

"Well."

Polk raised his brows slightly when he heard this.

He was a person who was good at hiding his emotions, but he felt a little unhappy about what Ishikawa said. But after thinking about it carefully, the other party was not bragging. The previous few games were probably just a warm-up for Ishikawa.

"He's growing so fast!"

Thinking back to the exhibition match between Ishikawa and Qp, I'm afraid none of these Ashura Shinto techniques had been practiced to such an astonishing degree.

Only half a month passed in the blink of an eye.

But the other party has already achieved the level of integrating four abilities that surpass Ashura Shinto into one.

Although the power of the four is not perfect, Ishikawa, who has come this far, has no rivals in this World Cup.

"Congratulations."

A thought flashed through his mind, and Polk nodded to Ishikawa and said, "I hope you can defeat the Spanish team and win the World Cup this year."

After the blessing, Polk left the court.

His back looked a little bleak, but he soon returned to normal. Looking at the man who was walking with determination, giving people a sense of calmness and security, if they didn't know the score of the game and saw the hole in the racket in the opponent's hand, everyone would probably think that the opponent had just entered the court.

"Germany has won with honor despite defeat!"

Reinhardt sighed.

After watching this game, no one would think that Polk and the German team were not strong enough. Unfortunately, they encountered stronger opponents. From junior high school students to high school students, there was almost no blind spot.

"This semi-final ends here."

"The Japanese team defeated the German team 3-2 and advanced to the finals!"

Swish!
The referee's voice fell.

Almost everyone's eyes were directed towards the young men in the stands who were wearing dress-like coats.

"Let's go."

Medanore, the leader of the group, spoke.

"Our opponent is no small player, so go back and prepare yourself!"

Done.

He led the way out.

The rest of the Spanish team representatives followed Medanore and left the stadium.

Looking at this group of young people who were equally full of fighting spirit, many spectators who were still reeling from the shock of the match between Ishikawa and Polk couldn't help but feel excited.

The Spanish team, one of the big4.

Like the Japanese team, they also defeated the world's second-ranked Swiss team in this year's World Cup. Moreover, they beat the Swiss team 3-0, and they obviously still had some strength left.

If these two teams meet, the excitement will probably be no less than the game that just ended!
As the game ends.

The representatives of the Japanese team left early through a special passage. When they left, it was already dark outside.

Think about this semi-final, it started in the morning, when the sun just came out. When it ended, the sky outside was already dotted with stars, and everyone who had been inside for a day couldn't help but feel a little dazed.

While expressing their feelings, everyone also followed Mifune, Kurobe and others in a disciplined manner and returned to the hotel.

Even though they defeated the German team, no one dared to slack off until the final was over and the championship was confirmed.

After dinner.

Many people even started practicing secretly.

On the training ground, a figure looked a little lonely. It was the ghost who lost to Qp in the semi-final singles 3.

In that game, they played for a full 4 hours, which was even more exaggerated than the match between Ishikawa and Polk.

And Gui obviously didn't have the terrifying physical strength of the two. After today's game, his body was seriously overdrawn. Without three to five days of rest, it would be difficult to recover.

But according to the rules, there is only one day of rest between the semi-finals and the finals, which is not enough for the ghosts.

but.

Gui's mentality quickly adjusted. He did not dwell on whether he could play in the game the day after tomorrow. Instead, he turned around and began to train Irie and Tokugawa.

As players who have entered the ultimate realm, the vision and judgment of the ghost are of great help to Irie and Tokugawa now.

Except them.

Among the others, high school students including Tanejima and Duke, and junior high school students including Tezuka and Atobe, are also training silently.

Except for Ishikawa and Byodoin, none of them dared to relax before the final list was officially announced.

The next day came in a blink of an eye.

Under Mifune's arrangement, everyone began to conduct the final ability assessment. Perhaps because the semi-finals, the duel between Oni and Qp, and Ishikawa and Polk were too long, Mifune did not have a farce-like fight like in the original work.

Actually.

He had already made a preliminary list of the finalists in his mind, and testing their abilities was just a last resort.

Ever since.

The area where the Japanese team is located.

It started early in the morning, with a wide range of ability tests for the contestants.

the other side.

Except for the Spanish team, the atmosphere of other teams was much more relaxed.

For example, the French team was squeezed out of the big 4 this year. The so-called romantic Paris is actually more casual. From the ultimate tennis that Camus realized, we can see that their life is more casual.

They lost in the quarter-finals, and logically, they should have flown back to France. But this year's finals were very exciting, and many people wanted to take this opportunity to relax in Melbourne.

therefore.

Had breakfast.

Camus began to gather his team members and prepare to go to the beach for some fun.

"what?"

but.

Just as everyone gathered, Jonal St. George, a mushroom-headed boy wearing glasses, said in surprise, "Where is the prince?"

"Sharudaru?"

Bart, who was standing at the door and posing in the morning sun, replied: "I just saw him being taken into a car by a rich boy driving a Rolls-Royce."

"what?"

"Sharudaru and the rich young master?"

"Has the French royal family declined to this extent?"

Dimodi Moro next to him looked surprised, but when he spoke, there was a hint of ambiguity in his tone.

"What are you talking about?"

Camus next to him rolled his eyes at him and explained, "The man is Romeo Fernandez from the Spanish team. He should be looking for the prince to discuss tactics."

"It's him? That makes sense."

George nodded and said, "They are both super talents in the European tennis world and have known each other for a long time. If Fernandez came to see the prince, it should be because of the rich young man on the Japanese team, right?"

Atobe's family background is not inferior to that of European nobles.

However, what concerned him more was the amazing strength he showed against the French and German teams.

If nothing unexpected happens, the Japanese team will most likely arrange for him to play in the final.

"The Spanish team is really serious about this," Bart nodded in praise. "It looks like tomorrow's final will be more exciting than we imagined!"

The Japanese team has masters like Ishikawa and Byodoin.

The Spanish team also has players of the same level as Medanore and Echizen Ryuga.

The clash between the two sides was probably no less intense than yesterday's semi-final.

at this time.

Near the pitch where the Spanish team trains.

The French prince, Xialudaru, who had changed into a short-sleeved training shirt, was looking at his friend not far away with an unhappy face: "Romeo, you really just want me to be your sparring partner?"

"hey-hey."

Not far away, the handsome Fernandez touched his head and smiled awkwardly: "Of course, you are my biggest rival in this life!"

"Humph!"

Xialudaru snorted coldly.

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He is not a fool. The other party came to the hotel to pick him up in person, definitely to find out the true strength of the guy named Atobe on the Japanese team through him.

And when he thought of that person, Xialudaru felt very depressed.

He won that game, but it was only after he was suppressed in all aspects by the opponent and the opponent deliberately gave up the game.

In his heart, he already regarded that game as the greatest shame of his life.

but.

Fernandez came to pick him up personally, and considering his friendship with the other party and the sincerity he showed, Sharudaru still came.

of course.

He didn't mean to give Fernandez the information about Atobe so that the other party could teach that person a lesson in the final.

"Let's get started."

Feeling depressed, Sharudaru swung the racket lightly a few times, preparing to throw the tennis ball over.

call out!
but.

Before he swung his racket, a sound of breaking wind was heard behind him. Then, Xialudaru saw a sharp trace of pale yellow, whistling towards Fernandez on the opposite side.

"Ok?"

See this.

The boy who had an awkward smile on his face a moment ago suddenly had a cold look in his eyes. Then, he quickly moved sideways, made room for the right position, and swung the racket over.

Bang!
There was a loud bang.

Fernandez frowned slightly when he received the tennis ball.

“This ball is so heavy!”

He didn't expect the tennis ball to be so heavy. Even he felt a little tired. However, he was a top junior high school player on the Spanish team after all. He used his skills to neutralize the force and hit the tennis ball back.

Snapped!
however.

His counterattack was caught by a white hand.

"Ok?"

Feeling something was wrong, Xialudaru's heart moved slightly. He turned his head, wanting to see who dared to interfere with their training.

"You are?!"

However, when he saw the person coming, he subconsciously frowned. Because the other person was also wearing the Spanish team's dress-like jacket. However, his skin was also very white, even a little exaggerated.

However, the other person's appearance was not European or American.

"Akutsu?"

Fernandez, who also saw the person coming, looked unhappy. However, thinking that the other party was not an ordinary character and had a somewhat abnormal personality, he did not scold him, but explained: "I am playing with my friends, please don't disturb me."

"Don't worry, it won't take long."

The person who came was Akutsu, who had already become the official representative of Spain. He glanced at Fernandez coldly and said, "I will leave after I kill you."

"D-Die it?"

Xialudaru was completely confused, he even suspected that there was something wrong with his ears.

"What do you mean?"

Fernandez's eyes became alert.

"I asked the old man and he said there were limited places for the finals."

Akutsu said calmly: "So, in order to ensure that I can get the qualification to play tomorrow, I have to get rid of you in advance."

"what?"

Hearing this, Sharudaru was completely stunned.

what's going on?
How is the Spanish team's match roster decided? Isn't the competition too fierce?
but.

This guy who came from nowhere was too arrogant. Because even Xialudaru was not 100% sure of winning against Fernandez.

This guy actually treated the other person as a hunting target?
"Ok?"

however.

When Sharudaru turned his head and saw the expression on Fernandez's face, his eyes trembled.

"Romeo, how could he be so serious?"

As a good friend of Fernandez, Sharudaru rarely saw Fernandez with such a serious expression.

"Romeo."

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but ask: "Is this guy strong?"

"Ah."

Fernandez nodded: "Not long ago, he defeated the team's ninth-ranked high school senior. Moreover, he also blocked the attack of the American team's captain Ralph Reinhardt!"

"Reinhardt?"

Sharudaru was shocked.

He knew that this guy was definitely a professional level player. The guy in front of him was able to block the opponent's attack, so he was definitely not an ordinary character.

"in addition."

At this time, Fernandez said in a deep voice: "Before he became a representative of the Spanish team, he was a player of the Japanese team."

"Japanese team?"

Sharudaru's eyelids twitched.

This subconsciously reminded him of the guy who once made him feel desperate and even became his nightmare.

"Is this guy actually a former representative of the Japanese team?"

Xialudaru showed a look of fear.

Fernandez also accepted Akutsu's challenge with great enthusiasm. He knew very well that he might not be able to get on the roster for tomorrow's game. Only by defeating Akutsu could he be 100% qualified to play.

Thinking of this, he was subconsciously shocked.

Because this is most likely what their head coach meant. The other side probably wanted to use this kind of Colosseum-like duel to decide who would win the quota.

but.

He is very confident in his own strength.

Since Akutsu was once a representative of the Japanese team, it seems to be a better choice to use him as a training object before the final.

Sharudaru on the side was not a fool either. He reacted quickly and understood Fernandez's idea.

In his heart, he naturally had high hopes for his good friend, because in addition to his nearly unlimited physical strength, he also had another extremely terrifying talent.

He even began to secretly hope that Fernandez would teach this arrogant guy a lesson.

however.

30 minute later.

When Sharudaru saw Fernandez being pushed into the dented wire mesh by the tennis ball, he was completely dumbfounded.

"Gudu."

Looking at the ferocious back of the other party turning away, the prince of the French team suppressed the fear in his heart and swallowed subconsciously: "What kind of monster is this guy?"

(End of this chapter)