Suddenly, the expressions of Byodoin, Oni, Tanegashima and others on the field suddenly changed.In the stands, the man wearing sunglasses stood up abruptly.

  shadow!

  Behind 'Yuan', a huge figure whose face could not be seen stood up.His body stood on the sky, his head was hanging like a river, his feet were sinking into the ground, and the bronze skin on his body was full of vicissitudes.

  "Second order of different dimensions!!!"

  In the Russian team, old Andre's expression sank.Behind him, the faces of the players, including the first general, changed suddenly, and there was a trace of fear in their eyes.

  the fourth!

  Including the guy's own different dimensions, he has been able to phantom four powerful second-order abilities of different dimensions.

  "monster!"

  "abnormal!"

  "This guy is simply not human..."

  In the auditorium, the shocking, frightening, and unbelievable voices that were constantly coming out all entered the ears of 'Yuan'.

  But he just smiled and said calmly: "This is a return gift to you - the sixth skill: Return to the Ruins!"

  Boom!

  As soon as the voice fell, Sternev's world seemed to have lost light and sound, and fell into a suffocating darkness!

Chapter [-] Advance to the quarterfinals

  clap clap...

  In the endless darkness, there was a slight sound.

  Snapped!

  With a soft sound, Stenev, who seemed to be touched by something, suddenly opened his eyes.Looking down, his pupils shrank suddenly.

  tennis!

  An intact, slightly charred tennis ball.

  But he knew very well that the little bit of scorching was not caused by the opponent.But when he returned the ball by himself, the strength and skill were seriously unequal, which made it difficult for the tennis ball to offset the air resistance and generated a huge amount of heat.

  In other words, Nioh's return just now was not as terrifying as he imagined...

  "No!"

  Sternev's heart trembled, and the red in his eyes gradually faded. He raised his head, looked at the black-haired man opposite him in awe, and whispered to himself, "His skills have reached a level that I can't imagine. to the point of..."

  Swish!

  The next moment, under the watchful eyes of the audience, he raised the racket in his hand, a relieved smile appeared on his tired face, and said, "Referee, this game I..."

  "and many more!!"

  At this time, Nikonov raised his hand and said, "Stenev, the game is not over yet, but you have to give up? Are you worthy of your representative status?"

  "This……"

  In the audience, someone whispered: "Although that guy can't fight anymore, what this person said seems to make sense..."

  Old Andrea glared and shouted, "Nikonov, do you want to be expelled to represent your identity?"

  "No need, old coach."

  Unexpectedly, Stenev smiled: "Without him, the great Russia is really over."

  "Ok?"

  The old man raised his brows and squinted to look over: "What do you mean?"

  "I've already lost, and I'm not qualified to stay in this dorm any longer." Sternev smiled wryly, and then he turned his eyes, swept over the calm-faced Nioh, and finally landed on Byodoin.

  "Maybe, I should go out and have a go."

  Wander the world and increase your knowledge and experience.It is not that he is bound by the so-called great Russia, and Stenev himself has paid everything for that greatness.

  It's time for him, too, to chase his tennis.

  "This guy……"

  Seeing the change in the temperament of this person, Byodoin's pupils shrank slightly.He originally thought that the other party was a conservative person, but with the awakening of his inner wildness, the narrow cage could no longer restrain the polar bear.

  Mifune nodded and said, "His future is limitless..."

  In the end, Sternev walked out of the court with a smile amid countless abuses.Gradually disappeared from the incomprehensible gazes of old Andrei and Nikonov.

  "Cough cough!!"

  At this time, the referee coughed lightly on the two of them and nodded. "Because the Russian representative abstained, the game was won by the Japanese team."

  "In the first round of the promotion competition, the Japanese team won three wins and advanced to the quarterfinals!"

  oh oh oh

  Immediately, there was a strong cheer on the court that was full of abuse.

  "Ah!"

  And the man wearing sunglasses turned and left the stadium amid the cheers of the sky.

  "Nioh Masaharu, he's an incredible player. But, I've seen it clearly, you haven't reached that level..."

  With a slight smile, he turned around the platform, preparing to enter the passage.But at this moment, a low figure stood in front of him.

  "you are?"

  Looking at the boy wearing the Japanese team jacket in front of him, the man narrowed his eyes.In his impression, that team does not seem to have such a person.Moreover, he faintly noticed that the other party was not good.

  "My name is Noah."

  Noah smiled and said: "You may not have heard my name, but I know you, the first captain of the Spanish team - Medanore!"

  "Oh?"

  Hearing this, the young man raised his brows slightly, and said somewhat unexpectedly, "How did you recognize me?"

  "I've seen you."

  Noah laughed: "Two years ago, on the court at Lake Joseph."

  "Joseph Lake..."

  The man frowned, and immediately seemed to remember something, and said softly: "It's you?!!"

  Two years ago, after challenging the entire Australian u-17 camp, he dragged his exhausted body to an unknown place.There, he met a teenager who played chess with himself.

  At the time, he also praised the little guy as a chess genius.He had a fight with that boy, and he lost, and he lost completely.He had never seen a teenager with such terrible chess skills at that age.

  However, with what happened afterward, painful memories overshadowed that bland chess game.So much so that he didn't even recognize Noah.

  "Shouldn't you be an Australian player?"

  The man, Medanore, frowned and said, "Why, you're actually wearing the Japanese team's clothes."

  "I am now the fourth staff officer of the Japanese team."

  Noah didn't shy away, in his blue eyes, a ray of light flashed, and he asked directly: "I really want to know, where did you go after the challenge to Australia, why did you..."

  "So far."

  However, Medanore's temperament was cold. He shook his head and said, "I admire your chess skills, but have doubts about your emotional intelligence. You should know that some things cannot be asked."

  Saying that, he shook his body, bypassed Noah in an instant, and moved behind him.After taking two steps, his voice came faintly: "Tell him for me, tomorrow's game, I will play singles three!"

  "Oh?"

  Noah raised his brows, and his eyes narrowed: "Sure enough, are you here to check Niwang's strength? However, what happened two years ago, so that a player whose strength was still higher than Polk disappeared for a while. year……"

  Click!

  At this moment, a crisp sound rang in his ear.Noah looked up, but saw a young man wearing a black and white coat and dark green hair passing in front of him.

  This man was actually with the flesh of the belt, gnawing at the orange regardless of the sourness, the juice splashed, and hit Noah's coat first.

  "Yo!"

  When Noah frowned, he heard the other side look at Medanore's back in surprise, and said as he walked, "Isn't that the little brother who came to New York two years ago?"

  two years ago?

  New York?

  In Noah's eyes, a ray of light flashed.

Chapter [-] Conflict

  "This man looks familiar..."

  Looking at the back figure who was nibbling away at the orange, Noah's brows were slowly raised.The other party gave him a familiar feeling, but because of the bland, natural breath, he couldn't remember it.

  Shaking his head, he exited the passage and returned to the court.

  The game is a foregone conclusion, even if the old Andre and Nikonov are dissatisfied, they can only lead the Russian team and withdraw from the stadium sadly.

  "Okay, go back!"

  Mifune stood up and shouted: "Tomorrow our opponent is the Spanish team, a player who must go all out. If anyone slack off, this World Cup will never get a chance to play."

  "Yes!"

  Hearing this, everyone agreed in unison.

  They know very well that Mifune is the kind of person who speaks for itself.If anyone disobeys him, the end will definitely be miserable.

  "That, that..."

  At this time, Kirihara, who was walking behind, quietly slid down Niwang's sleeve and lowered his voice: "Senior Niwang, I-I can't hold it anymore, I want to go to the toilet..._..."

  "Ah."

  Glancing at Kirihara, who had an anxious face, King Nio smiled and said, "Go, hurry up and follow after you're done."

  "okay!"

  With permission, Kirihara quickly agreed, and then hurried to the toilet next to him.

  "This kid..."

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