Tennis King Cheater

　　Under the stage, Long Ya shook her head with a wry smile. Although that guy is very strong, there is one thing that he likes to act too much.Although, the acting is still a bit so expressive.

　　"Thank you, beautiful lady."

　　King Ren took two steps back, took the other's hand gracefully, gave a kiss, and said with a smile, "This is really the strongest lucky draw."

　　"what?"

　　The woman was blindfolded, and the representatives of various countries off the field were also stunned.

　　"Cut, flamboyant guy."

　　Among the German representatives, a blond young man with a few freckles on his face sneered and said, "You better pray, don't be with me..."

　　Whoosh!

　　But at this moment, a burst of wind sounded.

　　Hearing a loud pop, the blond man's eyes suddenly opened, and his pupils shrank suddenly.

　　small ball!

　　In the hands of their leader Polk, he held a small ball marked with the word '14'.

　　"hiss……"

　　Seeing this, the people around couldn't help but gasp.The guy on the stage is too crazy, right?

　　But at this moment, Polk, who was furious as everyone expected, did not appear. Instead, he lightly raised the corner of his mouth and said, "Not bad."

　　"What, what does this mean, do you mean...?"

　　Someone's eyes widened, looking at Nioh on stage in disbelief, and at Polk, who didn't seem to be joking.

　　That guy, challenged the world-class pros?Not only that, Polk also challenged?

　　"My God, this world is crazy!!"

　　Some people still pinched their faces fiercely, but the severe pain made them realize that the dramatic scene just now was not an illusion.

　　"I didn't expect you to be so well prepared."

　　On the second floor of the venue, in a forbidden area that ordinary people cannot enter, a white-bearded old man with a cane and a hat smiled and said, "That young man from the Japanese team should be the one you found beforehand, right?"

　　"No."

　　Next to him, a young man with brown hair hanging down his shoulders and a slightly upturned front corner shook his head and said, "This is not in our plan."

　　"Oh?"

　　The old man leaning on a stick, who is one of the main sponsors of this World Cup, the president of Sigmund Pharmaceuticals, Pupugai said a little surprised: "However, the effect is surprisingly good."

　　The young man said calmly: "Maybe this is God's arrangement."

　　"I hope so."

　　The old man smiled, leaned on a cane and retreated to the luxurious box behind him and sat down. Seeing the young man still standing outside, he couldn't help but say, "Mars, is there anything better than our plan for tomorrow?"

　　The young man, named Mars Kodak Kate, took a deep look at Nioh, who was walking off the stage, and immediately turned around and entered the box.

　　Niwang returned to his original position, and the people next to him couldn't help but look a little more complicated.

　　Some were shocked, some admired, some were disdainful, and some ridiculed.

　　But one thing is the same. Tonight, they remembered an arrogant teenager from the Japanese team who dared to challenge the German king.

　　"King Masaharu..."

　　In the distance, Gorgias narrowed his eyes slowly.He found that he could not see through this person more and more.

　　"Challenge Polk?"

　　He didn't believe that a master who could beat his younger brother at chess would offend a world-class overlord just for a bit of limelight.

　　"Maybe, he is still planning something..."

　　He had a faint feeling that the opponent seemed to be using this World Cup as a chessboard and every world-class powerhouse as a chess piece to play a thrilling chess game.

　　His younger brother, Noah, is also one of the pawns.

　　Soon, when the final lottery was drawn, Niwang and Byodoin left the venue and returned to the hotel by car.

　　There, Kurobe and Saito, who had just received the results of the exhibition match and the news of Nioh's provocation of Polk, smiled wryly.

　　"That guy, he really isn't restless at all."

　　"Safety?"

　　Who knows, Michuan next to him smiled and said, "Why do we need to be safe? We are not as good as the German team as a whole. If the players don't even have the courage, what kind of World Cup would they be playing?"

　　Young and energetic!

　　The important thing is not to be young, but to be vigorous!

　　ps: From "Quotations of Zeng Hu Zhibing" - those who are not full of anger, when they encounter an incident, they are first to be scared, and their eyes will flee first, and their hearts will be shaken first.In peacetime, one by one, one is prudent in following orders, and when faced with a great disaster, there is no one in the middle, one’s sense of power is dull, and one’s courage will be diminished.

Chapter 5 Before the Exhibition [5/[-], please customize! 】

　　Faith produces vitality!

　　And I have defeated my opponent twice, the first time is in my heart!

　　This is the tennis that Mifune entered the road, and it is also one of the important reasons why Japanese tennis went upstream and gave birth to the golden age of Japanese tennis.

　　The next day.

　　At seven in the morning, outside the Melbourne Tennis Park, spectators lined up one after another.The queue was so long that it even lined up at a turn a kilometer away.

　　"My God, there are so many people?"

　　Sitting on the bus, Kirihara stared blankly at the side of the field, which was like a long snake-like team.

　　"It's normal."

　　Liu next to him shook his head and said, "This is Melbourne."

　　Just like the Mecca and Medina in the heart of msl, here is a holy place in the hearts of all tennis lovers.

　　Even if it is windy and rainy, the weather is clear and lightning, there will always be people lining up here at the beginning of the game.

　　"Compared to this..."

　　Next to him, Jundao pushed his glasses lightly, squinting and said, "Our opponent this time is not a simple character."

　　"Well……"

　　Hearing this, the hearts of the people in the car sank.

　　King of Germany!

　　Sanada's eyes narrowed slightly. Compared with the honor of being a nine-year-old, Li Hai's three-year-old was not even a kindergartener.

　　That is today's tennis, a well-deserved overlord.

　　Therefore, when Nioh came back yesterday, someone complained that he had drawn one to sign.

　　"Germany?"

　　However, some people showed a knowing smile.

　　Everyone looked over in astonishment, but saw the Byodoin looked up at the opposite side, and there was an expectant smile on the serious face: "They are here!"

　　"Ok?"

　　The rest of the people looked up, their eyes trembling involuntarily.

　　Germany!

　　The huge English sign and the bright black, red and yellow flag met their bus on the opposite side, and it was the Germany they were just talking about.

　　The two cars unexpectedly met at the corner.The driver of the Japanese team was stunned, and subconsciously prepared to step on the brakes.

　　But Byodoin, who was holding his hands in front of him, said solemnly, "Don't stop, just drive over."

　　"Well……"

　　The driver was taken aback for a moment, his foot ready to hit the brakes loosened.Under the horrified gaze of the German driver on the other side, with a swish, it slashed in front of him.

　　"These guys!"

　　In the German team, someone glared at them and looked viciously at the Japanese team bus that was walking away.

　　In the car, the blond young man who was frightened by the small ball thrown by Nio yesterday said in a cold voice, "When did a little Japan dare to do such a thing to our Germany?"

　　"Hey."

　　Hearing a chuckle, Bruno, who had played against Kirihara yesterday, smiled and said, "Seyfried, you can play in person and fight them later."

　　"Humph!"

　　Seyfried snorted coldly, his eyes narrowed, his anger was not directed at Bruno, but looked at the young man with glasses sitting in front of Polk.

　　"This guy, He De He Neng, can actually sit with the general."

　　Jealousy, dissatisfaction, disdain, and all kinds of emotions made Seyfried's impression of this 'transfer student' getting worse and worse.

　　Melbourne Park, Centre Court.

　　The huge court is full of tennis lovers from all over the world.But upon closer inspection, they were all holding black, red and yellow tricolor flags, and they kept shouting the slogan of the king of Germany.

　　"This is the believers gathered by Jiulianba."

　　In the stands, a handsome young man swept his eyes to the surrounding audience and said with a light smile: "They are both in the top four, but their points are simply a super monster."

　　"Camus, it's not like you talk like that."

　　Next to him, a young man with blond hair that was slightly upturned, with a tick in the front, said with a full smile.

　　Next to him is the French leader, Camus, who is known as a tennis revolutionist.The identity of the youth is another leader of the French team, Jarno Dorian.

　　"Just tell the truth."

　　Camus shook his head gently, "The premise of revolution is to face up to your own problems, not to escape. Besides, aren't you curious about today's game?"

　　"You mean that Japanese tennis boy?"

　　Dorian shook his head with a smile. The tennis boy he was referring to was naturally Niwang. "I'm not interested in him, I'm more interested in that guy than before!"

　　"Ok?"