Noah was in a hurry and said quickly: "I haven't agreed yet..."

  Snapped!

  At this time, a small bottle fell in his hand.He touched it, like a medicine bottle or something, and couldn't help frowning: "What is this?"

  "Something that heals your eyes..."

  King Nio's voice gradually faded away.

  Treat the eyes?

  Noah's hands trembled suddenly, but then he shook his head and smiled bitterly.

  His eyes were diagnosed by the best doctor in the world, but the best answer was powerless.

  "This kind of disease, how can it be solved with a bottle of medicine..."

  Shaking his head, he stood up, picked up the chain, took his guide dog, and said, "Bobbie, let's go home."

  On the way back, the ghost's brows were sometimes locked and sometimes relaxed.Looking at the young man next to him, he finally couldn't help but ask, "What are you looking for that young man to do?"

  In the previous match, he noticed a subtle connection between his opponent Gorgias and the boy.

  If it was someone else, the ghost would definitely open one eye and close the other.But it was the enemy's companion, and the person who came into contact was Nio, one of the three main generals of the Japanese team.

  Therefore, he had to speak.

  Hearing this, King Nio shrugged and said, "A little thing, you will know tomorrow."

  "Small things..."

  The ghost squinted at the young man who was half-smiling next to him. He didn't believe a word of what the other party said.But for some unknown reason, after Nioh finished speaking, he felt a sense of stability in his heart for no reason.

  After dinner, Mifune called Nio to the conference room again.

  With the experience of today's game, he has no doubts about Nioh's ability.The two shared their views on tomorrow's game, and after summing up, a comprehensive list of appearances was drawn up.

Chapter [-] The parties gather

  The next day.

  When the sun rose, a line of two kilometers long appeared on the ground.Crowded and noisy, people poured into the pitches in Melbourne Park.

  In the end, two hundred police officers were dispatched, and the chaos was quelled just now.

  "Today's game, why is it so chaotic?"

  In the crowd, an eighteen- or nine-year-old white youth whispered, "Even if the German team played against South Korea yesterday, it wasn't so intense, right?"

  "cut!"

  Hearing this, his companion couldn't help but be disdainful, shook his head and said, "Although the king of Germany is strong, it depends on who the opponent is. The Korean team, there is no suspense at all about the result of the game, okay?"

  "Uh...that's right."

  The man thought for a while, and there was a bit of a wry smile on his face.

  Indeed, how many people will watch a game that is known to win and lose, and it is impossible for the game to be fierce.

  "but……"

  At this time, his companion's face showed a bit of yearning, and said with emotion: "Today's game, _ is different."

  "Isn't it Japan vs Switzerland? Looking at it like this, it's just like Germany's abuse of South Korea yesterday. It's nothing to watch."

  "Don't look at it?"

  His companion stared at him as if looking at an alien and said, "Don't you think you don't know?"

  The white young man shrank his neck and said a little nervously: "Know, what do you know..."

  "really!"

  Seeing this, his companion laughed, and the smile was particularly terrifying.

  "Today's game, if you miss it, it's no less than missing the wonderful matchup of eight into four levels..."

  The same scene played out everywhere outside the stadium.

  Through word of mouth from those who witnessed yesterday's match between Japan and Australia, gradually, the mood of the team that had calmed down became high again.

  Not far away, two young men in black jackets were passing by the stadium, watching this scene calmly.

  The handsome young man with blond hair drooping naturally and wrapping his head said, "Boss, it seems that today's game will be very interesting."

  "Ah."

  The cheeks on the side were thin, but the bald man with bright eyes nodded.

  The two of them are Polk, the leader of King Germany, and qp, who is the team's chief staff officer.They rarely appeared on the pitch of a non-German team game.

  Without him, the intuition of the two told them that this game was not as simple as ordinary people imagined.

  "Hello!!"

  At the other entrance, a dark green and handsome young man looked at the boy wearing a hat and followed him, and couldn't help but smile: "Longma, do you really want to follow?"

  The boy wearing the American flag, that is, Echizen Ryoma who joined the American team midway, nodded and said, "Yes."

  Seeing this, the handsome young man next to him, that is, Long Ya's elder brother, spread his hands and said, "Boss, what do you think?"

  "Go all."

  The young man with a thick smile on his face, Reinhardt, the leader of the American team, nodded, and turned his head to indicate to the man next to him, who was about [-] meters tall, and said, "Let's go, Bryant. ."

  "But boss..."

  The young man named Bryant showed a bit of embarrassment, "On the roster for this franchise, each team can only have three players."

  "how?"

  The corners of Reinhardt's mouth twitched slightly, and a faint cold light flashed in his eyes, "The name of the United States and the nations can't be exchanged for an extra ticket?"

  "No, that's not what I meant..."

  Bryant's face changed suddenly, and he quickly shook his head: "I see!"

  He couldn't help but take a few steps back and stood with Ryoma.On the other hand, Long Ya, with her hands behind her back, leisurely followed up with Reinhardt in front, and said with a smile, "Is there any problem?"

  "of course."

  Reinhardt walked ahead with a smile on his face, and when the guard saw the lineup of the other four, he wanted to stop him, but the dazzling fifty-star flag on the four made him sluggish.

  Team America!

  Although they are not the kings of tennis, in another field, they have dominated for nearly a hundred years.

  This is an emerging, unstoppable tennis powerhouse.

  "Humph!"

  Bryant, who was walking at the end, glanced coldly at the doorman, then narrowed his eyes slightly and turned to the boy in the hat in front of him.

  "The son of Samurai Minamijiro? He's just a man who got his current situation thanks to his father. One day, I'll let you know what real tennis is!"

  Obviously, the current junior high school captain of the American team is very dissatisfied with this 'transfer student' who joined in the middle.

  "Dorian, why are you like an old man."

  On the other side, the French captain Camus, who was walking in front, turned his head with a frown.But his eyes suddenly stopped.

  "Reinhardt? Also, that person is..."

  With a smile on his face, it was Reinhardt of the American team who looked at Arno Dorian, the other captain of the French team.However, Camus's gaze missed him and fell on the smiling young man beside him.

  "Asian……?"

  Moreover, that face always gave him a sense of deja vu.With a lot of information spinning in his head, Camus nodded secretly: "It seems that he should be one of Reinhardt's reliance."

  In order to advance to the big 4, Reinhardt tried his best and recruited many powerful players.It is said that there are at least five world-class players among them.

  "Yo? What, the game hasn't started yet, so you have to come to the last one first?"

  At this moment, a rough voice sounded.

  Everyone looked back, but it was Russia's main general, 'Polar Bear' Sternev, and behind him was Ivanov, the representative of junior high school students.

  "cut."

  Seeing this, Dorian left Reinhardt behind, and together with Camus, walked towards the other side of the field.

  Reinhardt also glanced at Stenev with dread, and led the four of them towards the other direction.

  After all, Maozi is not easy to mess with, especially Maozi who is very likely to drink vodka.

  "hey-hey."

  After a low laugh, Sternev took Ivan to the auditorium where Russia was located.

  "It seems that today's game should be very interesting..."

Chapter [-] vs Switzerland

  "Let's start the third round of the group stage, the Japanese team and the Swiss team."

  The clear voice of the broadcast came out, and the entire stadium was silent.

  "It's started."

  In the aisle, a handsome young man with a guide dog hurried over. It was Noah who made another bet with Nio yesterday.

  He came today, one to witness this game about his fate with his own eyes, and the other to return the bottle of medicine to Nio after the Japanese team lost.

  In his heart, he still thinks that today's Japanese team has no chance of winning.

  "Uh? What's the matter with you, Poppy?"

  At this time, he only felt that the rope tied to the guide dog Poppy was tight, and he was forced to run after him.

  "Let's start the doubles two game."

  "The Japanese representative team Keigo Atobe (third year), Nagashiro Kite (third year), against the Swiss team Toby Lucas (second year) and Alan Cronin (third year)!"

  "Finally, it's time for the Akibu game."

  In the auditorium, the Ice Emperor's players looked eagerly at the figure walking towards the court.

  From the exhibition match to now, Ajibe seems to have been hidden in the snow, and has not played a game.So much so that they thought that the savage head coach did not intend to send the track department.

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