[True luck] My young taming is too lax!

In the eyes of most insiders who follow young tennis stars, the world tennis youth team competition seems to have fallen into a state of dominance for a long time.Since the Germanic team broke into the final and occupied the championship nine years ago, no one else has taken this position.

At first, there were many fans looking forward to the constant emergence of the kings. However, with the end of each year's competition, people are used to seeing the name of the German team in the championship column, and they don't even want to see the legend fall. They only hope for glory forever.

Nine years later, the main general who served as the representative team has already gained a prominent reputation in the professional network, but now that the tenth year of reform is coming, they will not allow any new dark horses to break their own records.

Ten in a row.

What a wonderful name.No team has ever reached such heights in the history of the U17 Tennis World Cup.

Melbourne, Australia, on the morning of December 12th, the interior of the KCC Stadium in the east of the city was slowly turning off the ceiling lights, waiting to welcome their stars. The exhibition game before the U6 World Cup kicked off, and the defending champion, the world's number one team for nine years, Germany, has become a king who is eligible to warm up in this final stadium.

Almost 31% of the audience came to cheer for their favorite team.They don't remember any characters in this world-ranked [-]st country at all, and they even think that the Japanese team, which should have been warming up in other stadiums, took advantage of the draw to enter the final stadium and see the world.From any point of view, the Eastern team is not comparable to this top European team in terms of size, physical fitness, and qualifications. What's more, with the addition of three active tennis players, this year's German team is bound to win the championship.

The spectators in the arena were still clamoring for the start of entry, while in the player room on the other side, the Japanese team, whose presence was ignored by them, was giving the final pre-match guidance.

"'Stay back, save strength, don't show all your cards.'"

The teenagers stared at Mifune who folded his arms and scolded, the man snorted coldly from his nose and said with a sneer, "It's all fart!"

He glared at these teenagers, his eyes full of fighting spirit, "Give me your all when you are on the field! Unless you have the ability to win the battle with water, don't try to be lazy. In short, you want to win, hear Yet?!"

He listened to the voices of the teenagers and nodded in satisfaction, "We are the second-to-last country in the competition. As a dark horse that beats the king, this ranking is pretty enough."

Mifune didn't want to know what those so-called tactical coaches told the players, he had already made a judgment in his heart, and stared threateningly at one of the glasses-haired boy with flaxen curly hair, "No one took us seriously, that's why we wanted to make a big splash. "

Irie blinked, his palm clenched into a fist in his pocket.He pursed his lips and smiled innocently.

Mifune turned his gaze away coldly.

"Use your hands to hit back the ball of the world's top players, and observe them with your eyes." He pointed to the TV screen in the players' room, which was filming the German fans in the stadium, "Those spectators are watching the opponents. Yes, and the team they support will be our defeat!"

His voice was so decisive, as if what he said was the truth, everyone couldn't help but widen their eyes, and their chests were lit with fighting spirit.He turned around and opened the back door of the player room, and the corridor outside led to the entrance of the arena.

"Revolutionaries," Mifune patted these teenagers on the shoulder, watching them leave the player room and go to the battlefield, "pull them off their thrones!"

The clear female announcer's voice spread throughout the KCC stadium through the speakers, and the long-awaited audience became more and more excited about the darkened stadium.The beam of light as if a star appeared on the stage pointed to the entrance on one side of the stadium. With the commentary of the team's name being broadcast, this year's U17 exhibition game officially kicked off.

The imposing momentum of the German team, which was going straight to the championship, caused the audience to scream and cheer.Deservedly kings, they have garnered followers with fanaticism beyond borders.This very commercial approach to the stage clearly satisfied the enthusiasm of the young fans. All the cheers aroused by the atmosphere turned into sound waves, which made the teenagers waiting at the entrance on the other side nervous.

In stark contrast to the German team is the opponent who played next.Except for those who had paid attention to the Asian teams in the past two years, most of the audience did not pay much attention to the blond man walking in the front.They turned their gazes to the back, and the slightly shorter boy sparked a discussion among a small number of people.

"That shorter blond boy, I saw him in the live broadcast of the opening ceremony yesterday, and the camera gave him a close-up. Don't you think he is super beautiful?"

"Is he 13? Looks like a kid."

"His teammates are younger than him, and it is difficult for Easterners to judge age..."

"But they're all cute. I'm kind of sad that these boys were killed by the German team."

Unbeknownst to the teenagers, who are called "cute," they have yet to show off their tennis skills, and have garnered the attention of some female viewers based on their looks alone.Nowadays, there are many strong players in the tennis world, and young players will experience miserable failures. Seeing these unlucky Eastern boys, many viewers have confirmed the one-sided game.

Compared with the audience who were purely watching, the players from various countries who were scouting the strength of the German team couldn't help but sigh.They scanned the figures of the Japanese players one by one, and found that it was difficult to distinguish between high school students and junior high school students, and there were only a handful of famous players. They couldn't help but think that today's exhibition game would not get any data.

"...Wait, that big guy... Isn't that the former French team's wrecking king?"

Someone saw a familiar figure on the bench of the Japanese team and asked his companion, "Next to him, the captain of the Japanese team is Byodoin who lost to him! Duke actually followed Byodoin?"

"He quit the French team a long time ago, you don't know?" The companion pointed to the French player sitting not far away, "Seeing the teammates of the former top four appearing in the underdog, how would they feel?"

"There is also an Asian in the German team, a face I have never seen before."

Tezuka, who was being watched by individual spectators, also received the gazes of the opponents.Yukimura and the others learned from Atobe yesterday that they saw Tezuka in the opening ceremony, and they were not surprised that this person would enter the German team.

"Do you really want to fight him again, Atobe?" Yukimura sat down next to Atobe, and glanced at the unfamiliar players opposite, "I've never seen Tezuka in doubles."

"I've been waiting for him for a long time." Atobe snorted coldly, and pressed the mole at the corner of his eye habitually, "As long as my partner doesn't hold me back." He withdrew his gaze from observing his opponent, turned to the side to jump and prepare The chestnut-haired boy who came on stage said, "No two, I will leave the opening to you."

The boy bent his mouth, turned his head and nodded and smiled at them.His eyes finally stopped squinting, and there was a cold light in his ice blue pupils.

This genius who had been silent for a long time finally woke up.

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"One game decides the outcome, the German team serves!"

The two Japanese players on the field have a strong visual gap.The thin boy looked like an oriental doll in the window of an antique shop, with elegant features and a palm-sized face with an intoxicating smile.His limbs were so slender that he didn't look like an athlete, so beside him stood a large man in stark contrast.

In everyone's impression, most of Fuji's doubles partners are the power player Kawamura of Seigaku, so it is very reasonable to choose Duke Watanabe as Fuji's partner.

Yukimura couldn't help but twitched the corners of his mouth at the sound of discussion coming from the auditorium behind him.If he hadn't heard Kirihara yelling about evolution with himself in the camp, maybe he would think the same way as other companions.

The short teenager in the German team looked defiantly, but his first serve was returned by Watanabe's home run.Compared to overestimating oneself, underestimating the enemy is the scariest thing. Perhaps this young man named Seyfried didn't know what kind of opponent he was facing until he was sent flying to the sidelines.

This sudden counterattack completely broke the solidarity of the audience.The arena fell silent as if the sound had been muted, and then more people began to ask questions in disbelief.As the world's No. [-] standing on the top, the German team was simply scored on the first goal. The player who served the ball even hit the wall on the sidelines...

They couldn't even utter a sigh, unwilling to accept the fact that the Japanese team would take the lead.

"Sure enough, Watanabe-senpai will be used to ignite the battle at the beginning." Yukimura bent his lips, "The pure difference in strength is not exclusive to the opponent."

"You are very optimistic about this game, Seichi." Sanada, who was sitting next to him, noticed the certainty of this person, "Apart from Watanabe-san, is there a new change in Fuji?"

"Secret." Yukimura responded softly, "We have never underestimated Fuji's ability. He is a real genius."

Accompanied by his voice, Bismarck's smash appeared in the halftime of the German team with only one player left.He cracked Watanabe's home run with an irregular change ball and let the ball avoid the sweet spot of the racket. Although his method sealed the strength of the Japanese team, he couldn't guard against the thin and slender boy.

They were amazed to see the chestnut-haired boy rushing from the backcourt to the net, which wasn't even a defensive stance of any kind.Facing the oncoming smash, he didn't dodge at all. Instead, he swung his racket down sideways to pull the racket sideways, firmly suppressing the small ball that was dunked into the frontcourt, and smashed it behind Bismarck's feet.

His roar when exerting force is clear and clean, but his smash is as ferocious as a lion king.No one has ever seen this style of play, using a smash to counter the smash, this is an unprecedented trick!

"30:0!"

Only the Japanese team players on the side of the field understood the move that the boy straightened up and read out. The elegant "Aoi Fubuki" flew behind the opponent with his unique snow blade, just like that amazing stunt.In a trance, they seemed to see the onmyojis in Ping'an Jing dressed in fancy clothes in the movie.The boy held a folding fan, his smile was like a flower, and his eyes were like ice.

This "wind counterattack technique" blew away the halo of glory above the German team's head, and made everyone focus on this gentle oriental boy.

Just two goals.

The cheers shouting the name of the Japanese team resounded over the stadium.

"This is the reason why Fuji has never been allowed to play." Atobe murmured in a low voice, "He has never used this trick in the previous transposition match, and he has hidden it for a long time."

Yukimura raised his eyebrows and looked at Kirihara from a distance.Even though he knew how sensitive Chiya was to tennis, he was a little surprised that the kid who was the first to discover Fuji's evolution kept the secret until today and didn't tell anyone.Even if he had guessed the change of Bu Er's style of play before, he never expected this kind of unconventional trick.

"Others can't use this move, as expected of listening to the wind." Yukimura carefully observed the next few shots of Fuji's movements, and analyzed the characteristics of this trick of Aoi Fubuki, "The indoor tennis court with the ceiling closed does not have the nature that Fuji is good at. Wind conditions, artificial wind alone is not enough. He himself has driven the airflow from the backcourt to the front, but ordinary people don't take this effect to heart, but he just uses the airflow to read the wind, and even borrows Force smash."

Atobe couldn't help but nodded in admiration, "Break out of the traditional shackles of tennis, grasping the details and innovation. His thinking is always unpredictable." He glanced at the frowning people on the opposite player's bench, and couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth , "Completely broke the information they collected, a completely unfamiliar opponent, how can we fight next?"

People stared at the field in amazement. After the offensive and defensive exchanges between Fuji and Watanabe, the score quickly climbed to a close.They never thought that the penultimate Japanese team could grasp the rhythm at the beginning, and faced with the new tricks, many people began to wonder what surprises this unexpected Eastern team would bring.

The score came to a 4:4 tie.After being signaled by Byodoin on the sidelines, Yukimura found that Watanabe, who had been silently assisting Fuji's "performance" in the previous rounds, finally showed a sharp smile that did not match his usual personality.He originally looked overly plump, with a raised beer belly like the father of three children, but at this time the man in the field was exerting his strength, and the fabric of his jacket was slowly being torn, revealing a figure comparable to that of a boxing champion. build muscle.

The image of this person finally gradually became full in the hearts of the audience.They recalled from their brains the World Cup in France two years ago. At that time, the host had a high school freshman called the "Wrecking King", but with his withdrawal, Duke quickly disappeared from the observation of the first-tier national teams. list.

After two years, the figure of this person once again made people tremble.This was just an exhibition match, but the audience saw from him that he wanted to tear his opponent apart.

Who would have thought that Duke Watanabe of the semi-finals would choose this Japanese team as his destination?

His ball is like a sledgehammer. Even Bismarck of the German team is not sure of scoring. How foolish that Fried's slack left Bismarck alone.

At the match point of the deciding game, after Bu Er lobbed the ball high, the shadow jumping high on the side of the frontcourt finally regained the presence of doubles.After silently observing the Japanese team's overall play, Seyfried was finally able to contribute to his country, his eyes fixed on the big guy who knocked himself out, as if to drill a hole in him .His swing caused the ball to fly to Watanabe's frontcourt. At that sideline position, it was the point where a home run would never happen!

"That's what you paid for hitting me, big man! I've seen your home run!"

He couldn't fully understand his German, but the expression on the boy's face was so confident that he opened his eyes wide and looked at his partner's senior, who was hitting a short backhand chipping ball very calmly.

"Dukebunt."

Watanabe was even able to leisurely explain his delicate touch, and considerately switched to English that both sides could understand. As the ball rolled over the net and landed, his voice was clearly transmitted to the opponent's ears.

Seyfried could hardly contain the frustration in his heart, but out of the corner of his eye, a black shadow rushed to the net, the racket was stretched far, and the racket and the tennis ball were missed before the ball hit the ground for the second time. Bounce up.

"Nice job, Seyfried!"

The Bismarck who fought alone did not mean to criticize his teammates in the end. His arrogance was based on his self-confidence. There is no way to use his beautiful smash attack skills.

——So, this game is enough for me alone.

Bismarck even propped himself up on the ground triumphantly to receive the high-five from his teammates. However, when his eyes swept over the unfamiliar and familiar movement on the opponent's court, a piece of information that he had been leaving behind suddenly flashed out.

——"Fuer Zhouzhu is a bottom-line counter-attack player."

What an obvious piece of information in QP's information, but it was slowly covered by the new smash-type role setting in this game.It wasn't until everyone had forgotten the boy's original face that Fuji finally used his best trick.Bismarck didn't have time to react, his body suddenly became cold, and he could only stare blankly at the other side as if he was frozen.

The chestnut-haired boy stretched out his arms like a wild goose, his slender limbs were as flexible as a deer, and the hand known as the "golden right wrist" turned the handle, and the ball bounced back obediently on the surface of the racket, "White "Dragon" flew over the net, picked out a high arc, and fell on the bottom line of the German team.

They could only stare at the ball that bounced off the court, watching it go straight to the German team's bench without distraction.

One hand firmly caught the ball, and the owner of the hand stared straight at the slender boy a few steps away through the lens.The boy was still thin and small, a spirit bird that was once protected under his wings by Tezuka.He carefully indulged the teenager to enjoy the excitement and adventure of the game, and put all the pressure on his shoulders.

The boy who was placed in the treasure box by Tezuka as an exquisite doll, finally took off the mask of self-protection to conceal his nature, and showed him the real Fuji Shusuke.Even though the two of them were wearing different uniforms at this time, Tezuka couldn't take his eyes off this man.

- I have been waiting for this day to come.

He didn't know how gentle and hot his eyes were, as if everyone had turned into a foil except for the young man he was thinking of.

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"He finally found it." The meaning of playing.

On the sidelines of the players' seats, Yukimura's soft whispers were almost covered by the cheers of the audience.He didn't have the slightest scruple that a camera might capture them, and held Sanada's hand under the coat he was wearing.

Yukimura turned his head sideways to look at the gentle eyes of his lover looking at him. The lights of the KCC stadium are so bright that around Sanada's neck, a silver metal choker is reflecting the starlight.

He stared at the silver chain engraved with the "Seiichi Yukimura" nameplate that he personally brought for his lover this morning, and he couldn't help showing a satisfied smile.

very nice.

You are already mine.