Tennis King Cheater

　　When he said the word 'protagonist', the smile on his face was full of meaning.

　　Whoa!

　　At this time, Polk pressed the button, and the huge transparent box behind him rolled.Eventually, a small ball with the number '13' rolled out.

　　"13?"

　　The Swiss team, a young man with his arms in front of him sneered: "It's really a lucky number."

　　"interesting……"

　　A handsome young man with long brown hair in a white suit smiled faintly.He has an unhurried feeling, as if everything is in his calculations.

　　13!

　　This number, which is the most taboo for Westerners, was drawn by the king's German team.Someone subconsciously glanced at the girl with a small mouth and a slightly open mouth, and the other party seemed to be very surprised by this number.

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　　13?

　　Niwang raised his brows slightly. If he remembered correctly, the German team in the original book seemed to have drawn No. 8, right?

　　"Could it be that I guessed wrong?"

　　The so-called exhibition game is really an ordinary warm-up game, and there is no conspiracy theory in it.

　　"and many more……"

　　Suddenly, his eyes flashed and he stopped on the small ball in Polk's hand.

　　"13, turned out to be 13?"

　　This can be said to be the most taboo number for Westerners, no one.Just as Japan taboos '4' and '42', the West also keeps taboo on '13'.

　　Unlike Japan, which is polytheistic, the West, which believes in monotheism, is more superstitious about this number.If it's just an ordinary game, and it's just an ordinary representative team, it's nothing.

　　But this was an unprecedented exhibition match, and the German team that had won nine consecutive games was the one who drew 13.

　　"Ah."

　　Byodoin, with Erlang's legs crossed, smiled and said, "It seems that those people have already chosen Germany."

　　What those organizers, sponsors do best - hype!

　　That being the case, what could be more attractive than Germany's 13.

　　Sure enough, the traditional strong teams such as Switzerland, France, and Spain did not get the opponent's number from Germany.Surprisingly, the emerging strong team America has encountered the weakest in this World Cup.

　　"Well……"

　　Looking at the blond man on the stage holding the '7' ball, Nioh's eyes narrowed slightly.Like Polk, Amadis, and others, this man also gave him an unfathomable feeling.

　　"America's leader?"

　　"Ok?"

　　As if feeling something, the leader of the American team turned his attention.For a moment, the eyes of the two met, and a crackling sound caused a suffocating pressure.

　　Swish!

　　Nioh and Ralph withdrew their gazes at the same time, as if they had a heart-to-heart connection.The latter is still subtle, but in the depths of the blue pupil, a faint light flashed.

　　"Is King Masaharu...?"

　　For a time, Ralph was more curious about Nioh than the talented boy who had just joined the American team.

　　"Next, the Japanese representative team is invited to play."

　　Hearing the sound, the Court of Equality said with the same expression, "Go ahead."

　　For one thing, he doesn't like to be in the limelight and put himself in the spotlight.In addition, this is what Nioh deserves.

　　Polk, Amadeus, Camus, and Reinhardt, who raised the lottery, were all absolute leaders in every country and region without exception.

　　The Japanese team is naturally Nioh.

　　"Then I'm welcome."

　　Nioh smiled lightly, stood up, and walked onto the court calmly.

　　"It's him?"

　　Off the field, a ray of light flashed in Stenev's eyes.The representative of the Japanese team is not that Overlord Byodoin?

　　"That guy, he actually asked a junior high school student to represent him? Or..." An unbelievable thought appeared in his mind, but he dismissed it in an instant.

　　"Impossible, just a junior high school student..."

　　What a joke, no matter how strong that kid is, he can't be an opponent of Byodoin with several world-class stunts.After all, the wound on Sternev's abdomen was still aching.

　　"Is this guy the strongest of the Japanese team?"

　　Under the stage, there was a faint voice of the players from other countries.

　　"Ok?"

　　Polk's calm face suddenly flashed a bit of astonishment.Just now, he felt the abnormality of the young man next to him, and when he looked back, his pupils flickered unnaturally.

　　"Guoguang!"

　　That calm, young man he regarded as a natural professional player, his arms were still shaking unnaturally.

　　"Well……"

　　After hearing Polk's voice, Tezuka's face softened and he said with a slightly complicated expression: "Senior, he is Niwang Masaharu."

　　"It's him?"

　　Polk's ancient well-like state of mind actually caused a wave of fluctuations... Is this young man with blue hair and a calm face, the guy far above Tezuka?

　　"Hello there!"

　　However, Niwang elegantly stretched out his left hand and shook it gently with the beautiful girl, who smiled and said, "You are really a gentleman."

　　It's not flattery and formality, maybe it's a woman's intuition. She felt the maturity and stability of the young man in front of him that didn't match his age.

　　pat!

　　Off the field, Stenev's wine glass fell to the ground.The vodka inside slowly poured out, and his slightly drunk eyes suddenly became extremely clear.

　　"Left hand?!!"

　　He could see clearly that the guy just now stretched out his left hand.In other words, when the other party shook hands with Ivanov just now, he still hid his strength?

　　"Well……"

　　In an instant, Stenev's originally dissipated thought resurfaced in his mind. "This guy, if it's not good, I really give the guy from Byodoin..."

　　Whoa!

　　Nioh pressed the button like he was, and the small ball in the transparent container suddenly spun rapidly.

　　The blonde Reinhardt smiled and said, "Longya, what number do you think it will be?"

　　Unexpectedly, Longya smiled and said, "I think the same number as you."

　　"You guy..."

　　Reinhardt smiled, and at this moment, a small ball slowly rolled down under the gaze of some people.

　　"Well……"

　　The girl in red looked stunned, and immediately raised the microphone and said, "The number of the Japanese team is 14!"

　　"14, 14?!!"

　　Some of the representatives who didn't pay attention to the Japanese team at first stood up with a loud bang, staring straight ahead with eyes like copper bells.

　　"Is it the 14th..."

　　Under the stage, a young man with an Australian flag and an earring in his left ear narrowed his eyes slightly.

　　"As Noah said, this Japanese team has become a victim of the exhibition game..."

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　　"This guy……"

　　Gorgias raised his head, looked at Nioh on the stage with a little sympathy, shook his head and said, "It will be a tragedy as soon as you play."

　　Germany, the king of nine consecutive tyrants, would not dare to take a chance on them, even if his character was as rebellious as him.Even if it's just an exhibition match, Germany only dispatched second-class players, which is enough for the Japanese team to drink a pot.

　　"14..."

　　Byodoin, who had Erlang's legs crossed, saw the number, and his pupils shrank slightly.Not the fear of Germany, but the shock of the number.

　　"He guessed right!"

　　The monster-like guy, once again, with his keen senses, off the field, glimpsed the changes to come.

　　"that……"

　　Seeing that Niwang didn't seem to care, the girl holding the microphone whispered, "This, this gentleman, aren't you nervous?"

　　"Nervous? Why are you nervous?"

　　King Nio blinked his eyes innocently and said, "Could it be that your lottery also needs an effect?"

　　"Forehead……"

　　The girl was stunned for a moment, then lowered her voice and said, "Don't you know, the lottery you have drawn is the opponent of the king's German team!"

　　When speaking about Germany, she deliberately increased her voice in order to make the nervous Nioh respond.

　　"Germany?"

　　King Nio suddenly widened his eyes as if he had realized it later.

　　"Haha, let me just say, this guy was just stunned!"

　　"Che, it's just a slow response, I thought he was quite sure..."

　　"Idiot, what are you thinking? That's Germany! King's Germany, no one can win!"

　　But just as they were discussing in a low voice, or making undisguised ridicule, Nioh blinked again and chuckled: "It turns out to be Germany..."

　　"Bad taste!"