Wang Wangzhi starts from Sharingan

Near the Ariake Arena, in the hotel prepared by the official organizing committee for the country m team, head coach Sidmund Wesker was holding a pre-war meeting with his team members.

The intelligence materials collected one by one were handed to the eight team members.

"According to the news reported previously, Neon's youth team was finally selected this morning."

"These data are the corresponding data collected and sorted out."

"Although there is only part of the information, it is enough to give you a general understanding of them."

Under the explanation of Sidmund Wesker, everyone took over the information booklet.

Or looking at it carefully, like captain Chico Balentin.

Or he glanced at it casually and then put it aside and no longer cared about it, such as the proud Phillips.

Soon, after someone quickly scanned it, the problem was immediately discovered.

"Eh? What's going on with this information collection? There are actually ten people in it?"

Vice-captain Rocky Melody looked at the information booklet in his hand with some confusion, and asked the coach Sidmund Wesker.

The question in the words also made three or two teammates surprised.

This exchange match between the two sides was naturally conducted in the form of a 'traditional friendly match'.

At the specified time before the game, that is, before 11 o'clock tomorrow, both sides will submit the final lineup.

Two sets of doubles, four players, three singles matches, and one substitute. In other words, there are only eight matches for the participants.

But now in the information booklet the coach gave them, there are a total of ten people in Neon's youth selection team.

Faced with Vice Captain Loki Melody's first question, Sidmund Wesker smiled faintly.

"Perhaps because they were afraid of our strength, they played a little trick before the game."

"According to what they said, these ten players are all members of the selection team, and the specific eight participants will be announced on the spot during the competition tomorrow."

With that said, Sidmund Wesker seemed to have 'guessed' Neon's intention to do this, and said disdainfully.

"Want to use the extra two people to interfere with us?"

"Oh, you really don't have confidence in your own strength. If you are timid before fighting, they have already lost."

After hearing their coach's bold words, several members of the representative team also smiled and started laughing.

"So that's what it means. In other words, they don't think that we are attacking them, and they need to conduct some intelligence research. No, no."

“It’s true, hahaha~~~”

"No matter which seven guys they send out tomorrow, for us, it's just the same thing."

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, I'm not strong enough, so I can only be a little clever."

The two brothers Duranti and Michael, who were in charge of the doubles, laughed and responded.

Felix, on the other hand, tilted his mouth and said something disdainfully. He clasped his hands together and put them behind his head, enjoying the softness of the sofa. His whole body was relaxed and relaxed. He was not nervous at all about tomorrow's game.

But in this strange atmosphere, Chico Balentin, who was reading the information very seriously, stood out in such a way.

Page, page, line, line.

Amidst the sound of turning pages, Chico Balentin's focused expression, calm and with a hint of smile.

The reaction that is different from others attracts the attention of others.

Phillips said jokingly.

"Captain, you have indeed become like this again, hehehe."

"Actually, it really doesn't need to be like this. You were the same way the last few times. No matter how small a team or a small opponent, you took it very seriously."

"For example, the Korean team from before was so arrogant and arrogant before the game. As a result, they turned out to be a bunch of trash and didn't even have the ability to fight back in front of us."

"The Neon Team will be like this this time, don't worry."

Phillips' lazy admonishment failed to affect Chico Balentin, and he said loudly with a smile.

"Every opponent needs to be taken seriously. This is my tennis creed."

The movements of his hands stopped, and Chico Balentin continued to preach leisurely.

"Before you win, you can't underestimate your opponent. Otherwise, if you suffer a big loss, there will be no chance to make up for it."

Under the faint words of admonishment, Chico Balentin still chose to perform his duties as captain with all his heart.

Although he knew that such words would not work.

As expected, other people didn't take Chico Balentin's ideological guidance seriously at all, and they still looked like that, making Chico Balentin helplessly shake his head.

As for coach Sidmund Wesker, he is just a guy who came here to gain seniority through some connections.

Apart from being able to talk some chicken soup for the soul and being arrogant with the team members, he has no merits.

Oh, by the way, he can enjoy it too.

Chico Balentin is also very clear about this, so he gave up some unrealistic ideas long ago and just does his part.

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

"Dongdongdong~~~"

"Come in."

Crack~

In the voice of Sidmund Wesker, the accompanying secretary Linda walked in.

"Mr. Wesker, the time for the previously scheduled small press conference is almost here, and all reporters from various media have arrived."

"Okay, right away."

"Chico..."

"No, sir, you'd better take Phillips with you. I have something else to do here."

Under Chico Balentin's smiling 'decline', Phillips smiled even brighter, and Sidmund Wesker also nodded.

Soon, as the pre-game strategy meeting came to an end, the entire room suddenly became empty.

In the corridor of the hotel, Chico Balentin held an information album and looked at the information on it by the light coming from the window.

"Kitagawa Sora, the captain of the first grade of junior high school..."

"As for the captain, he should be quite capable. Why do I always feel..."

He raised the information collection in his hand and looked at Kitagawa Sora's slightly smiling mug shot on the first page. Chico Balentin couldn't help but frown as he stared at it.

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For some reason, a strange feeling arose in his heart, which made Chico Balentin have to worry about Kitagawa Sora.

"What's going on?"

Whispering doubts, Chico Balentin didn't know that this was the premonition and guidance given to him by the goddess of luck he believed in.

When you encounter the ‘big devil’, even the goddess of luck will be crushed to pieces~~~

...

The next day, morning.

As time goes by and the game approaches, the wind becomes more and more noisy, driving the atmosphere of the Ariake Athletic Stadium.

Countless spectators from all over Tokyo, or rather across the country, flocked to the Ariake Athletic Stadium.

Under various publicity, the exchange match between Neon and Country M's youth team has already spread throughout the country.

Audiences who are interested in this have also bought their tickets early and are waiting for today's arrival.

As the main venue of the stadium, Ariake Arena has a large audience capacity of nearly 15,000 people.

At this moment, although there is still some time before the game starts, the attendance rate has already exceeded 60%.

And there were many spectators pouring in from all entrances.

"Wow~~~This is too scary. There are so many spectators. Even if it is the final day of the national competition, it should be nothing more than this!!!"

In the front row of Area A, the Tennis Monthly duo had taken their seats early. Kishiku, who had officially become a trainee reporter, stood up and looked around, feeling shocked and sighing while looking around.

Mamoru Inoue, who was in charge of the camera, pressed the shutter from time to time, collecting materials, and answered.

"After all, it's a match against the youth representative team of Country M."

After briefly mentioning it, Inoue Mamoru changed the topic.

"Speaking of which, I don't know what the result of today's game will be..."

"Um?"

Kishijiu was slightly confused.

"Why did Mr. Inoue say that? Beichuan and the others must be fine, right?"

Mamoru Inoue shook his head hesitantly.

"I thought so before, but at the press conference yesterday afternoon, Coach Wesker was very..."

"Very what?"

"I'm very confident, as if I already have a chance to win."

"In addition, our playing list is also a problem. It will not be announced until the game. It is not certain whether Kitagawa can play."

"Even if Kitagawa can play and score a point, the other games..."

As he spoke, Inoue Mamoru couldn't help but look towards an entrance. As the game time approached, he could already vaguely see the figure in the shadow.

There was hesitation in his eyes. It was obvious that even Inoue Mamoru, who had been practicing for a long time, was a little helpless by the coaching staff's "announcement of the players on the spot".

...

"Good afternoon, gentlemen and ladies, welcome to the exchange and friendly match between the Neon Youth Representative Team and the M Country Youth Representative Team."

"This is Ariake Arena, welcome everyone again."

As the time reached 11:30, the host's control voice sounded from the loudspeaker.

"Now, please invite the two teams that will be competing in the exchange match today to enter."

"For the first time, it's our host, the Neon Youth Selection Team."

Wow~~~

Under the host's control voice, a team wearing red uniforms walked out of the entrance on the left, and the whole place was boiling.

"Ahhhh~~~"

"Ahhhh~~~"

"Ahhhh~~~"

With the home field advantage, nearly 95% of the audience were cheering for it.

And among the shouts that soared into the sky, there was a name that gradually gained prominence.

"Big devil! Big devil! Big devil!"

Obviously, along the way, Kitagawa Sora's invincible record and his new title of "the number one junior high school student" has been spread, and he has gained countless supporters.

Here, the Qingxue people who were sitting around Inoue Mamoru and who came in a hurry were also shocked by the call of this level.

"This kind of cheering is so awesome!"

"UuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuIt's so damnable, I wasn't chosen!!!"

"Listen to Beichuan's call, hahaha, it is indeed him!"

Afterwards, everyone started shouting excitedly to cheer for Sora Beichuan.

Then, during a pause in shouting, the host seized the opportunity.

"Secondly, there are our guests from afar, the youth team from country m."

At the entrance on the right, under the leadership of coach Hedmund Wesker, a group of eight people from the Youth Representative Team of Country M walked out together.

"Ahhhh~~~"

"Ahhhh~~~"

"Chico! Chico! Chico!"

What shocked many people was that the youth team from country M also had a unified voice.

Although it is only a small part, it is quite powerful.

...

Under the loud cheers, on the tennis court below, the two teams greeted the audience while sizing up each other.

As the head coaches of both teams, Shintaro and Sidmund Wesker even came to the net and stretched out their hands to hold hands.

"Hello, please give me some advice!"

"Hello, let's have a wonderful game."

The word "wonderful" is emphasized. Obviously, in the opinion of Sidmund Wesker, a game in which the M country team swept and crushed the Neon team was quite exciting.

In addition to the coaches, the players from both sides were also looking at each other across the net from the left and right halves of the court.

At this time.

Sora Kitagawa looked up and down at Country M's youth representative team with great interest, and noticed a line of sight.

Looking up, his eyes met and it was Chico Balentin.

--Um?

——Staring at me like this?

"Hello, I am Kitagawa Sora."

In confusion, Sora Kitagawa spoke first, breaking the increasingly strange stalemate between stares.

"Hello, I'm Chico Balentin."

It seemed that he finally noticed the offense of his actions. Chico Balentin gave Kitagawa Sora a hearty smile, which made Kitagawa Sora twitch the corners of his mouth.

I was very confused about what was going on with the guy across from me.

Moreover, if the memory in my mind is correct, this Chico Balentin will be an official member of Country M's U17 team in the future, participating in the World Championships.

He has a good relationship with the two Echizen brothers. Together with "Birdman" Dudu Obondu, he is the right-hand man of the captain of the U17m national team, Ralph Reinhardt.

"In other words, the strength should be pretty good~~~"

Thinking of this, Kitagawa Sora's eyes straightened slightly and he looked at Chico Balentin seriously.

...

Soon, the relevant procedures were completed and the time for the competition officially arrived.

After the two teams appeared before the game, they exited the tennis court, either came to the entrance or returned to the lounge.

On the radio, the host's voice sounded again.

"Is it difficult? The first game is the second doubles match."

"Neon Youth Selection Team..."

Countless viewers cheered as the host made the announcement.

Sitting in the front row of each area are the contestants who were unsuccessful in the trials.

They all also knew about the matter of ‘announcement of the contestants on the spot’, so they all looked forward to it.

"Who will be the first to take the field?"

"Double play... Speaking of the ten of them, it always feels a bit..."

...

At this time, under the spotlight, the host's voice continued to sound.

"Neon Youth Selection Team, Seiichi Yukimura, Genichiro Sanada."

"The ones facing them are the Youth Representative Team of Country M, Andrew Budd and Jack Sandy."

Peng~boom~呲~~~

As the host read out, two figures emerged from the rising dry ice gas at the two entrances.

Stepping out amid endless cheers.

"What!"

"The second doubles is actually!!!"

"Yukimura and Sanada!!!"

“Minister and Deputy Minister!!!”

In the front row of area B, Marui Bunta and Jack Kuwahara looked at each other in confusion, and Yanagi Renji couldn't help but look blank.

After thinking about the ten people on the selection team, I also guessed the intentions of the coaching staff.

How should I put it, this formation method is somewhat unexpected, but it is also reasonable.

...

below.

Looking around, enjoying the overwhelming cheers and looking at the blue sky and white clouds, Seiichi Yukimura smiled leisurely.

"I didn't expect it to be us playing doubles."

"Xianichiro..."

Well, the weather is nice.

Under Yukimura Seiichi's affectionate call, Sanada, who pretended to look at the sky, pressed the brim of his hat to 'submerge' his sight.

"Yukimura!"

Looking back at the beginning, from the day when Yukimura Seiichi was four years old, he met Genichiro Sanada and issued an invitation to "form a double team".

From the day we called each other by name, we formed a doubles team and supported each other along the way.

The fate between the emperor and the son of God was thus concluded.

Thinking about it again, I don’t know when it started. Fourth grade? Fifth grade?

By the way, after entering the sixth grade, they seemed to have never played doubles in official competitions.

ever!

His sword-shaped eyebrows narrowed, his eyes as cold as ice.

"Yukimura!"

"This game must be won!"

Hearing this, looking at Genichiro Sanada who looked exactly the same as before, Seiichi Yukimura smiled tenderly, with ripples of golden light.

"Of course, we won't lose in doubles."

His eyes are burning and his expression is full of energy.

Amid endless cheers, Yukimura Seiichi & Sanada Genichiro.

Come on!