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"Sorry everyone!"

Duke bowed to everyone with a grateful expression.

"This……"

"forget about it?"

"pity……"

"..."

Ghost, several people in Kimishima sighed.

"Maybe what senior said is right..." Miyashita smiled slightly, "But... do you really not want to take a look?"

"Maybe senior... just a one-on-one fight?"

After saying that, Miyashita gently took out part of the battle plan...

And the single one written above...is exactly "Duke. Watanabe"...

"coach……"

Duke looked at the words above and couldn't help but choked up speechless.

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the next day……

Early in the morning, the competition venue was already crowded with people.

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"The following is the quarterfinals of this U-17 tournament, between the Neon team and the French team. Please prepare for the players from both sides..."

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As soon as he finished speaking, players walked out of the passages on both sides of the stadium...

The eyes of the audience outside the venue instantly became intense!

"Team Neon!"

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"Team France!"

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"Tristan, Tristan...!"

"Morrow, I love you!"

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"It's really lively..."

Shiraishi tightened the bandage on his hand and smiled.

"It's a bit lively, but most of them are female fans, coming here for the French team..."

Kimijima shook his head slightly.

"At this time, we need Kimijima-senpai to negotiate. Maybe the fans will turn to support us after being baptized by seniors?" Maori's eyes lit up.

"Negotiation is not religious baptism..." Kimijima felt helpless, "I am not Alamayima..."

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"Miyashita! Miyashita! Miyashita! Miyashita..."

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"Ok?"

Suddenly, everyone became a little nervous.

Although there were many female fans outside the venue, there seemed to be quite a few cheering for Miyashita.

"Thanks to Miyashita... But speaking of it, it seems that most of the people cheering for Miyashita are male fans..."

"It really is……"

"..."

Everyone was chatting and laughing, and then noticed that Ryoma was a little unhappy...

Following his gaze, he saw a boy with short orange-red hair.

"It's the French prince, Ryoma, do you know him?"

Maori was a little confused.

"Prince of France?"

"Yes, that's a real prince, from France..." Maoli nodded.

"Not interested in……"

When Ryoma heard this, he curled his lips casually and said nothing more.

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“On the court, the two sides shook hands and returned to the waiting area.

Duke looked at Camus with a hint of complexity in his expression.

In the last World Cup, they were still teammates and companions, and they even played doubles together.

But now...the two sides are "at war with each other."

But he quickly calmed down, and his eyes flashed with determination...

As a tennis player, he will never be careless about personal affairs when it comes to the competition court.

The reason why he took the initiative to ask for a one-on-one match also represented his determination! I will never deliberately hold back my hands or show personal favoritism on the field!

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"The doubles match is about to begin. Please prepare the players from the Neon team and the French team..."

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Soon, the French team's Tristan Barthes and Dimodity Moreau walked onto the court in various poses.

The two had slender figures and exposed chests. As they walked, many fans screamed!

The rules of the quarter-finals are somewhat the same as those of the group stage, but also somewhat different.

The order of the tennis match is still doubles two, doubles one... and finally singles one... but the number of sets has changed.

There are three games in total.

In addition, unlike the group stage, the competition no longer strictly requires the number of appearances for each player, and there are no restrictions on high school students or junior high school students.

But this also often means...the competition will be more intense!

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"The girl is not here..."

In the French team's waiting area, French Prince Plance glanced at the auditorium where Neon was, and suddenly his face turned red.

"Camus, I'm going out for a while. Contact me when I come on stage..."

Then he rode on the white horse, left a few words, and left the competition venue with a bang.

"Eh...what a troublesome prince..."

Camus sighed helplessly.

Then he hugged the racket with an affectionate look on his face and said, "Mon amour..." (Dear)

"You will witness with me...the victory of this game, right...?"

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"I really don't want to think about the past when I was a world-class designer..." Suddenly, Mifune sat on the coach's chair, holding a photo with a face full of memories.

"what?"

The expressions of Kaji Fengduo and others who were wrapped into rice dumplings changed, and they took a few steps back in horror.

"Then...Team Neon can't lose this beauty contest..."

Mifune roared and looked at Kimijima, "Kimijima, use your charm to conquer them!"

"understand!"

Kimijima pushed up his glasses and smiled smugly.

Then he said hello and walked to the court.

Although he is known as a court negotiator, he is also somewhat famous in Neon.

Not long ago, I spoke for a certain drink and did many advertisements...

"Oh oh oh, the momentum of the Neon people is not inferior to that of France..."

The audience outside the stadium couldn't help but scream when they saw this.

"Another handsome boy from junior high school is..."

Mifune and others looked at the area where junior high school students were.

Seeing this, Sanada, Ryoma, Xiaojin and others couldn't help but frown...

"Shiraishi Kuranosuke!"

After Mifune finished speaking, he waved his hand!

"really……"

Seeing this, Miyashita smiled softly.

He was somewhat prepared for this outcome.

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Click, click...

On the court, as all players from both sides took the field, various lights and cameras began to flash...

The two members of the French team, who had even entered the stadium, showed enchanting postures, posing in the stadium and accepting the baptism of various off-field lights.

And the audience worked very hard. It was more like a beauty pageant than a tennis match, and everyone kept shouting.

"Hey, those two guys, did they just regard this as a stage?" Atobe held his hands in his hands, feeling a little uncomfortable.

"In this kind of competition, we should send Koharu and Yuji to perform a water ballet!"

Ren Zuqianye said sadly.

"Are you trying to blind these viewers?"

Xiang Ri couldn't help but complain.

"It's a pity. Shiraishi is too local. It's not as easy as the two French team members..."

Nakagouchi spoke.

"In this case, I shouldn't choose any beauty. I will go on the field and beat them with one ball. How happy it would be..."

Tono, who had just recovered from his injuries and came to watch the battle, snorted lightly.

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"The match begins with the French team Tristan Barthe and Dimody Morlot vs. the Neon team Ikuto Kimijima and Kuranosuke Shiraishi... Best of three sets... The French team will serve..."

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