[Net King] Promoted to God

Chapter 97

people.

A lot of people.

Lots and lots of people.

applause.

cheer.

look forward to.

--pressure.

Australia, Melbourne Park, the former Australian Open final venue, and now the U-17 World Cup final venue.

The backstage of the Japanese national team player area.

Yukimura stood at the entrance passage, listening, watching, and feeling the atmosphere of the scene.

His nimble fingers became stiff at this moment, he seemed to be submerged by the tide, and his breathing had already begun to become disordered.

In this game, what they bear is not only the honor of individuals, not only the honor of the school, not only the honor of the team, but the honor of the country.

It's the last step, absolutely can't lose.

Everyone tells themselves that.

But the more I think about it, the more I can't relax.

Nervousness and pressure are taboos, and I don’t know how many outstanding players have lost to this.

Reason tells them that they should relax and never be tense.

But they still couldn't really calm down, and instead became more and more impetuous.

They are only one step away from the highest point, if they take this wrong step, they will bear a huge failure, and they are still young and they can't bear it.

The atmosphere in the venue suddenly became more heated, and before their curiosity surfaced, the broadcast had already explained everything.

"The Spanish team is entering the stadium now!"

"Spain! Spain! Spain!"

"Medanore! Medanore!"

……

The audience chanted slogans in unison as if they had been trained by the Spanish team.

This is the real "home court". Compared with it, the Australian team does not know how far it is.

——The Spanish team, a terrifying team.

The game has not yet started, and they have been completely suppressed by the opponent before they even played.

The atmosphere in the backstage froze in an instant, and it was so quiet that even the sound of breathing could be heard clearly.

They are not in the same world as the hot field outside, and they were expelled from the final venue by the Spanish team.

Such a metaphor may be exaggerated but it is very vivid.

"It's time to go." Byodoin stood up as the captain of the Japanese team.

Everyone began to pack up their things, and their actions could be called mechanical, because this was the first time they felt such a strong pressure.

Walking towards the end of the exit passage, everyone was silent.

Yukimura couldn't help but think of what he said when Byodoin was looking for him last night. It was obviously not the first time he stood on the field of a big game, but the pressure on his shoulders still made him a little out of breath.

The clenched fist was suddenly wrapped by a warm palm, Yukimura suddenly recovered his senses and looked at the people around him.

Fuji had the same smile on his face as usual, but Yukimura knew through the stiff muscles that Fuji was not unaffected by the heavy pressure.

Yukimura changed his serious expression, smiled slightly, and shook his hand back.

The warmth from the left hand seemed to dispel the pressure all at once, and Yukimura found that his heart had calmed down.

He and Fuji looked at each other and found that the other party was the same.

With the exit at hand, they loosened their grip, but remained close together.

From the dark passage to the sunny stadium, it took them a few seconds to adjust to the harsh sunlight. They seemed to have entered a new world.

"Welcome to the Japanese team!"

"Ice Emperor must win! Atobe must win!" "Come on, Minister!" "Come on, Buer~" "Uncle Ghost must win!"...

In the stands closest to the pitch, they were cheered on by their fellow players who should have been in the dugout.

The state of the Japanese team finally eased amid cheers from all directions, but coach Mifune was still not satisfied.

"Go and conquer the world, you brats!" Coach Mifune said gruffly.

This may sound a bit secondary, but it is really true.

When they become world champions, isn't that considered conquering the world?

"Ha, you said it lightly, we didn't even discuss tactics." Atobe folded his arms, and his tense expression eased.

"The tactic is - beat them!" Oni said, taking off his coat, and Byodoin was not on the field today (only saluting as the captain), so he was the leader.

"That's right." Said Yukimura, who had adjusted his state, "We didn't come all the way here to lose." He looked like he was standing on the field of a national competition, not the field of the World Cup Same confidence and firmness.

"I heard that Qian and Mitsuya-senpai have made new products recently~" Furen Huo said with a harmless smile.

The corner of Atobe's mouth twitched, but seeing Yukimura and Fuji's reaction, he also felt unwilling to admit defeat, "I don't want to eat that kind of unglamorous food! Let's leave it to the Spanish team." .”

"I agree☆" Tanejima responded positively.

"Giving that kind of food to the Spanish team won't cause international problems, right?" Duke looked worried.

"Never mind him." The Court of Equality said indifferently.

Although Tokugawa didn't speak, his condition is much better.

"Now the doubles No. [-] match begins, players from both sides are invited to enter the arena!"

"Tokugawa." Duke stood up and looked at Tokugawa. He and Tokugawa are today's doubles two partners.

Tokugawa nodded and said, "I'm ready." He took the racket and entered the court with Duke.

The Spanish team's doubles two are also two high school students, and there is even a vice-captain.

Although the Spanish team had already controlled most of the atmosphere in the venue, they did not act arrogantly and underestimate the enemy. Instead, they carefully dispatched strong opponents in order to completely suppress the opponent from the very beginning.

Both of them understand very well that the opponent who can go so far must not be underestimated.

One side wants to suppress the opponent, and the other wants to break the suppression.

This game will undoubtedly be very exciting.

In terms of ability, Tokugawa and Duke are slightly inferior to their opponents, but their spirit and perseverance make their opponents look sideways.

Tokugawa sat on the lounge chair, his eyes covered under the towel stared at Byodoin Temple not far away.

——Tokugawa, prove to me that benevolence and justice can also conquer the world!

The words of Byodoin came to mind.

Tokugawa pulled down the towel, his gaze extremely firm.

At the beginning of the second set, Tokugawa pulled back a round with an unyielding momentum.

Just when everyone was happy about this, Byodoin frowned and whispered, "Idiot!"

The author has something to say: cheers to all college entrance examination candidates, and wish you all the best in getting into your favorite university!

Many thanks to [Be Your Own Sun] for throwing 1 mine!

Thank you very much [Xu Tang] for throwing a mine!

Thank you very much [Xu Tang] for throwing a mine!

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