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"Just here, just here, the coach said it was time to start, so let us call you..."

Cilang looked embarrassed and scratched his head.

"Then let's go..."

Atobu snorted coldly, seeing through the insincerity of everyone's words.

But he didn't say much, just took the racket and wanted to leave...

"Wait, about your future..."

Renzu thought for a while and then called Atobe to stop.

"That's my uncle's business. Don't worry, even if I'm in Neon, I won't delay my studies!"

Atobe smiled and snapped his fingers, looking confident.

"Really?"

"Great!"

"As expected of Atobe, if it were Atobe, it would indeed be possible..."

"..."

When Shishido and others heard this, they couldn't help but fall into excitement.

"Study abroad..."

Miyashita smiled but didn't say anything.

Under normal circumstances... Atobe's best choice would be to study in the UK.

After all, it's not like Atobe can't play tennis in the UK.

But Atobe still has to make up his own mind as to what to do.

He was actually happy to be able to continue studying in Hyokui and in the high school department...

……

World Cup Zone A, main stadium.

The auditorium was filled with people early in the morning, and there were constant flashes of light and shouts.

There was also a large group of cheerleaders, constantly waving flags in their hands.

"Neon! Neon! Neon! Neon..."

"Spain! Spain...Spain..."

"Miyashita Rin!!!"

"..."

"What's going on now is the World Cup finals, Spain vs. Neon... Players from both sides are invited to enter..."

As the broadcast sounded, more enthusiastic cheers erupted from the field.

……

In the auditorium, the area where the American team is located.

Reinhardt looked a little pale and looked at the game with a solemn expression.

"What do you think of Team Neon's chances of winning?"

After a while, he spoke slowly.

"The chance of winning... is still there, but it shouldn't be as good as Spain..." Dudu said first.

"That's right, in the last match of the German team, the Neon team suffered heavy losses. Without a 'chief' level player like Phoenix, it will be difficult for them to deal with it..."

Kiko responded with a smile.

"Not only that, Spain's strength is by no means as simple as it seems..."

Alan also nodded cautiously, "Medanore has returned to the field, and the warrior Long Ya has joined. In this game, they are armed to the death..."

"Actually, that's not necessarily the case..." Loki thought for a moment and suddenly smiled, "At least, they still have an ace singles player, so maybe they can get the momentum first..."

"Miyashita Rin..."

Reinhard took a deep breath and then closed his eyes.

He was suddenly curious, which of the top players he encountered in the world finals was stronger?

Miyashita Rin, Echizen Ryuya?

Maybe... Medanore?

……

"Neon! Neon! Neon!..."

"Spain! Must win! Spain! Must win..."

"..."

Accompanied by bursts of cheers, the coaches of the two teams finally met on the court, and then... shook hands.

"Long time no see, Samurai Nanjiro."

"Hahaha, you did a good job leading the team, old man..."

Echizen Nanjiro held a toothpick in his mouth, and then continued, "Although I want to build the world's number one tennis team, those guys on the Neon team are really difficult to deal with..."

"Humph, of course..."

Mifune Irido snorted noncommittally...

……

"You know my father?"

After the two people finished chatting, they returned to their respective waiting areas, and then Ryoma looked confused.

"It's just bad luck."

Mifune sighed and shook his head slightly...

……

"Ice Emperor! Ice Emperor! Ice Emperor! Ice Emperor..."

"Atobe! Atobe! Atobe..."

"..."

Suddenly, a fierce cheer attracted everyone's attention...

Immediately afterwards, Ryoma and others saw Shishido facing the sun and several others, and they kept shouting hard.

"Those guys..."

Atobe took a deep breath and was really touched.

"In the first round of the competition, Minister, you must be more careful..." Miyashita said slowly after seeing this, "Those in the Spanish team are not simple..."

Everyone has already analyzed it yesterday and roughly understands the strength of the players in the Spanish team...

However... when it comes to the Spanish team's various competitions, victory is basically determined in three rounds.

In other words, their knowledge of the Spanish team's strength is very limited and not very clear.

"Don't worry, I will bet my life on this round!"

Atobe looked noncommittal.

……

"The World Cup finals...the first three-single match begins, between Romeo Fernandez of the Spanish team and Keigo Atobe of the Neon team. Players from both sides are invited to enter..."

……

"It's finally started, come on Team Neon!"

"Spain! Spain...!"

"After all, the Spanish team does have a greater winning rate. Who is a junior high school student in three singles?"

"..."

Outside the court, as the information about both sides of the match was displayed on the scoreboard, spectators from all over the world fell into excitement again.

……

"It's that person..."

Gorgias couldn't help but feel a little silent when he thought of the previous game.

"Atobe is a well-deserved genius. This game should be exciting..."

Noah smiled upon seeing this.

"You think highly of him?"

John Fitzgerald was a little surprised.

"No, to be honest I don't know, but... someone who can be assigned to the third single position should not be considered weak..."

Noah's eyes flickered slightly.

Hearing this, Chris Hopeman, Bill Hewitt and others couldn't help but look forward to it.

……

"Ice Emperor, Ice Emperor, Ice Emperor..."

"Atobu, Atobu..."

……

"Your name is Romeo Fernandez, right?"

On the court, Atobe looked at Romeo and spoke slowly.

"That's right, just call me Romeo Fair."

Romeo was somewhat disappointed.

He originally thought that he would meet Miyashita in the third singles match, but he didn't expect that he would be an ordinary junior high school student.

what a pity……

"You don't care?"

Atobe was stunned for a moment, then snorted coldly, his eyes flashing solemnly.

Is this "arrogant"?

This was the first time that Mr. Atobe had been treated differently.

"Sorry, on the field, you should really pay enough attention to your opponent..." Romeo politely apologized with one hand on his chest.

Then he smiled with a smile on his face and continued, "Actually, I have investigated you..."

"Keigo Atobe, fifteen years old, 178cm tall, 63kg in weight, an all-around right-hander, the captain of more than players in school...

Oh, by the way, it’s worth mentioning that he’s still Miyashita Rin’s minister... That’s really bad. If it were me, I’d be living a more comfortable life. "