Chapter 199: Players lead U17 vs France...
"U-17 quarterfinals, Japan (23) vs. France (3),"
"The S3 singles three-on-one match is about to begin—"
"Upcoming is Plance Ludovic Charudaru (France) vs. Echizen Ryoma (Japan)!"
"The game begins now!"
A whistle blew, piercing the sky above the U-17 French team's match against the Japanese team.
A crucial round, the S3 singles three-match decisive battle, determines the direction of the game,
If the Japanese team wins, they will advance smoothly to the next round, along with the world's No.1 German team, No.2 Swiss team, and No.3 French team.
Completed the collection of the top three illustrations!
On the contrary, if the French team wins this round,
Reverse the situation - get two more rounds of breathing space!
Especially since the French team's captain, Leopold Camus, the legendary player who could set off a revolutionary wave, has not yet appeared!
So, whether it was Ryoma Echizen of the Japanese team or Plance Ludovic Charudaru of the French team,
Both carry everyone's expectations and the victory of both teams!
Frankly speaking, Plance Ludovic Sharudaru of the French team is under more pressure at the moment.
Unlike the Japanese team which already has two wins,
Whether the French team can continue to move forward depends entirely on him!
"——The Prince's Battle has officially begun!!"
"...Eh, Eh? Where did this second prince come from?"
Tomoka Kosakata snatched it away, "Of course it's our Prince Ryoma!!"
"GAME START!"
"—Japan, serve first!"
Echizen Ryoma won the first game serve.
Opposite him, Plance Ludovic Charudaru seemed to be in a state of amorousness, but in reality he was tense.
The look he gave me—there wasn't a trace of contempt or disdain in it.
With the safety of the French team all depending on him,
Being able to remain calm and composed, Plance Ludovic Sharudaru is worthy of the title of 'Ace Prince'!
"——Serve! Let me see your strength!"
With a powerful swing of the racket, Plans spoke proudly,
The moment he finished speaking, "Ka-ka ...
The ball flew over the net and headed straight for his face!
“—It’s an outspin serve!!”
In the audience near the U-17 Japan National Team, Satoshi Horio, Tomoka Kosakata, and others all shouted excitedly,
"This is Prince Ryoma's ultimate move—it's definitely not that easy to deal with!"
The pupils suddenly widened, but in the next second,
Plans Ludovic Sharudaru reacted immediately, took a step outward, and swung his racket with the opposite rotation to fight against the oncoming ball!
There was no fear at all, nor was there any hesitation caused by the excessive speed.
"…Excellent judgment, Prince!"
Dimodi Moro, the U-17 French national team, gave a decisive fist pump.
Plans swung his racket and touched the ball, instantly feeling the tremendous force transmitted from the racket.
No exaggeration—it weighs over a thousand pounds!
"This kid... with this kind of physique, how on earth can he deliver such a powerful punch?!"
A fleeting thought passed by, no time to think more,
What is more important right now is how to quickly return this ball!
Even though he is riding a white horse and galloping outside the field, as a member of the U-17 French national team,
Plans Ludovic Charudaru is not a reckless and reckless guy.
Data collection on your opponents - completely online!
As the dark horse of this U-17 World Cup,
The Japanese team reported its members, and basically all national teams have done a lot of research!
Plans Ludovic Sharudaru twisted his waist and swung the racket with all his strength.
Using force to counter force, he directly blasted back—!
“Chaa ...
The friction between the racket and the ball made a sharp sound, which was so irritating and exciting that even the audience in the front row could hardly stand it.
The two people who were in the center of the field and most directly exposed to the super-frequency sound wave attack,
Neither Echizen Ryoma nor Plans' expressions changed at all.
——This level has just begun!
Stalemate, stagnation, and continuity,
It was a hard fight, but Plance Ludovic Charudaru got what he wanted.
He successfully hit back the ball——!
The outspin serve went back and forth, forming a beautiful parabola and heading straight for Echizen Ryoma at the other end of the net.
"Ah! It's broken... Prince Ryoma's outspin serve!"
The voices of Tomoka Kosakata and Satoshi Horio are particularly clear.
"...It's okay, it's okay... Ryoma will definitely find a way."
Ryuzaki Sakuno held her hand and said,
The parabola heading towards the other side of the net caught the eyes of Echizen Ryoma, who was wearing a hat.
Slightly raise your eyes,
Plans Ludovic Sharudaru's eyes were still fixed on the returning ball a second ago.
The next second,
“KAAAA ...
A ball, with the force of thousands of troops, came straight towards him again!
"Wait, how come you're hitting back so quickly?!"
I have lowered my expectations for the U-17 Japanese national team.
From the beginning, I didn't underestimate it.
However, no contempt is the greatest contempt.
Such an example, in the U-17 World Cup open warm-up exhibition match,
When the German team played against the Japanese team,
It happened again when Jurgen Barisavich Volk played against Yagi Kei.
Now, on the same pitch, with the same U-17s,
The battle between different opponents and warring parties is unfolding again!
Plans underestimated the strength of the Japanese team, and even more so his opponent.
Echizen Ryoma!
A backhanded serve caught Plans off guard.
But it doesn't end there. Echizen Ryoma's goal is far more than that!
Plance Ludovic Charudaru struggled again,
High adaptability, super balance developed from riding a horse since childhood, and excellent explosive power necessary for playing polo,
All become the blessing of this moment,
Plans——hit the ball back again!!
“…Galaa ...
The whistling sound became increasingly strange, heading straight for the net, even creating a small hurricane the moment it passed the net.
The fight between the two men reached a whole new level.
"...You actually have such strength, little one..."
Kikumaru Eiji said with relief,
"——Haha, it's that brat Ryoma after all!"
Taocheng Wu and I, who have the best relationship, are honored.
Echizen Ryoma stood still, facing the return ball of the outspin serve that was hit back twice, without any haste or arrogance.
He stood there, pulled out his racket, and slowly raised it—
Suddenly, a strong pressure came.
Although I don't know why, my first instinct can't be deceived.
The faces of the U-17 Japanese team gradually became solemn.
This move, which had never been shown before them—
But now, Echizen Ryoma is using it in the world arena.
"...Oh, little one, you have something else to hide."
His elder brother, Echizen Ryoma, whistled slowly, as if expressing curiosity and jokingly,
In fact, everyone's eyes were focused on him, raising his racket and the tennis ball that was about to reach him.
Twist your waist, turn around, swing your racket, and smash!
“—empty, empty, empty, empty!”
“—BOOM, BOOM, BOOM, BOOM, BOOM!”
A great hum, unrivalled,
It's so shocking that the sky is falling and the earth is collapsing.
What is lost is not only vision, but also perception.
Plance Ludovic Sharudaru opened his eyes again in confusion.
The world was spinning before my eyes, the court was above me and the sky was below me.
People walk backwards.
A world completely turned upside down.
Then focus your eyes and regain your consciousness.
It is not the world that is upside down, but himself.
Plans Ludovic Sharudaru, who completely absorbed the ball with his body, tried to confront it head-on, but was sent flying along with the tennis ball!
"--prince!"
“Prance!!
In the waiting area of the French team, the players all looked anxious and eager.
He slowed down, gathered himself, and raised his hand to signal to everyone that he was fine.
Plans stood up again, brushed off the dust and debris on his body gracefully, and walked onto the court again with momentum.
"...Oh? You woke up so quickly. You're quite resilient."
Echizen Ryoma's voice came through the net.
Plans swallowed the bloody smell in his throat, and even breathing was slightly painful.
But he held back.
"To be defeated by just one goal and then give up... How embarrassing, so embarrassing!"
"He, there's no way he's in such a mess!"
“Beep!”
The belated, sharp whistle that cut through the sky above the field,
After judging the situation on the field, the referee blew the whistle.
“15:0!”
Japan's Ryoma Echizen was the first to score this point!
Very familiar plot, very familiar scenes,
And, an extremely familiar scene,
It has been played out countless times before—
That is the biggest demolition team in this U-17 World Cup.
The Japanese team—it’s started again!
One ball was returned, but the next ball was still Echizen Ryoma's serve.
He hit that devastating shot.
It seems as if he is afraid that his opponents, spectators, and teammates may not see it.
This time, when serving the ball, Echizen Ryoma used this trick!
Thousands of lights gathered, gathered in his palm, his racket,
"...Boss,"
DUKE. Watanabe spoke, and the Byodoin Phoenix beside him narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at him.
A very familiar way of serving with light gathering,
It's exactly the same as Byodoin Phoenix's special move 'Light Strike'!
"……no the same,"
The Phoenix of Byodoin discovered some clues, locked onto it, and hit it with one strike, aiming at the fixed point.
"That belongs to him..."
"——Light Strike (Miracle)!"
'A miracle goal!'
With the enlightenment of Echizen Ryoma and the practice of Echizen Ryoma, he hit a shot that was close to the absolute ['Shura Shinto']!
Countless rays of light converged, almost creating a crushing momentum.
Amidst this incomparable pressure, Echizen Ryoma—shouted and swung his racket!
“Kaa ...
“Empty, empty, empty, empty, click, click, click—!”
A more terrifying, sharper, and roaring friction than before rushed straight to the face,
Plans Ludovic Sharudaru, who had been fully prepared after seeing the kick, took a deep breath.
Don't dare to underestimate it, just clasp your hands and go straight up!
He felt that he had made sufficient preparations - but at the moment of contact,
"Less, less, less, less..."
"Not enough, not enough, not enough..."
The chaotic thoughts in his brain filled the screen, and Plans was in a state of confusion.
This ball, this strength, this level,
——It has completely exceeded his absolute limit!
It's not something he can resist!
Who on earth is this guy——?!
“—We’re still a long way from here!”
If I could hear what Plance Ludovic Charudaru was thinking,
Echizen Ryoma will definitely say 'Madamadadane! ',
He is not a nobody.
He is just an ordinary - a piece of asshole persecutor!
He tried to catch the ball, but the power of the ball was far beyond what Plans could bear.
Giving up is tantamount to death for Plans.
Hold the racket tightly with both hands and face the challenge.
Plance Ludovic Sharudaru swung his racket with all his might—!
Sharp roars and explosions, frequencies beyond the human ear's tolerance,
High-speed rotation,
As the racket spun and flew backwards, the court suddenly cracked like a spider web!
No surprise at all!
The U-17 match field – reduced to ruins again!
"——Clatter, crackle."
After a long time, several bricks and stones collapsed and fell, waking up the figure in the center of the ruins.
Covered in dust and dirt, in a state of extreme embarrassment,
Plans Ludovic Sharudaru woke up for the second time. This time, he felt worse than last time, whether it was his own condition, the form of the game, or even the racket he was holding.
It has been completely demolished and is no longer useful.
"……prince."
The members of the U-17 French team saw this.
The strength of the players sent by the Japanese team on the other side has reached such a level.
But, it doesn't seem to be unexpected at all.
After all, all the battles before that were absolute crushing victories.
So it was completely reasonable for Plans to have such an ending...
"……prince,"
Jonal Sang George felt a little reluctant and hesitated to look away, not daring to look again.
Degas Delacroix held his head and said, "Don't let Plans' efforts go to waste."
“Yes… yes!”
As he said,
Even though we have realized that the difference in strength between the two sides is huge
But Plance Ludovic Charudaru was not at all ready to give up—
For him, the word "give up" never exists in the dictionary!
What he wanted was a complete end.
"—rackets! Give them all to me!"
Plans Ludovic Sharudaru sorted out his emotions and mentality, turned around, and shouted directly to the waiting area of the U-17 French team,
“Give me as many rackets as I can get—I’ll definitely stick with it until the end!”
"……prince,"
"--prince!"
The French team was deeply moved and gave their support.
Suddenly, Plans acquired dozens of rackets.
With the support of his teammates, he calmed down a little when facing Echizen Ryoma, who was just a net away from him.
“…Come on, you!”
"——The competition between true princes is not over yet!"
Put down the harsh words,
They are at loggerheads, neither side is willing to give in, and the momentum is unstoppable.
Echizen Ryoma raised his eyes, showing a slight interest.
"You're still far from it—!"
“Beep!”
“GAME 1:0!”
“Beep!”
"GAME 2:0!"
“Beep!”
“…”
"GAME 6:0!"
"——The game is over!"
There is no doubt, there is no doubt that the decisive victory fell into the hands of Echizen Ryoma.
It fell into the hands of the U-17 Japanese national team.
It also fell into the hands of Kei Yagi.
"U-17 quarterfinals, Japan vs. France!"
"The final score is 3-0—JAPAN WIN!!"
Won, a complete victory.
After the world No. 1 German team, the world No. 2 Swiss team and the world No. 3 French team also won.
This year's biggest dark horse for U-17 - JAPAN, has emerged!
“…Pah.”
"Pah, pah,"
The whole audience cheered and celebrated JAPAN's victory.
On the other side, the defeated opponent, the U-17 French national team,
Leopold Camus, looking at the assembled Japanese team,
His sight passed over the wall of people and stopped at the only figure in the center of the crowd.
Kei Yagi,
Stopped on him.
"……team leader?"
“…Camus?”
After packing up their bags and other equipment, they urged the rest of the U-17 French team to leave the game.
Looking at Leopold Camus, who was sitting in his chair without moving and still clapping slowly, I felt a little puzzled.
They looked at each other,
"...It's interesting, isn't it?"
Leopold Camus said this, stood up, and walked away leisurely with his racket - that is, his 'love'.
He didn't tell his teammates where he was going.
The others looked at each other.
"...Want to follow?"
"Camus' words must have a purpose, right?"
“…”
[Ding!]
UR-Leopold Camus is approaching...
Suddenly, a pop-up window popped up in front of me, and the player who had activated the automatic pathfinding and was idle was stuck.
In the sight of the U-17 crowd, the cat that was walking just fine the previous second suddenly stopped and did not move.
This abnormal behavior aroused the uneasiness in everyone's heart.
From entering the U-17 World Cup host country Australia,
There is not a single day that is worry-free for the U-17 players.
Every day, I am either looking for a cat or on my way to look for a cat.
Seeing that today's match with the French team is over,
Jibaimao also behaved well and did not bother the audience, other team members, or his own team members.
Only a few hundred meters away from stepping out of the stadium,
As this section is coming to an end,
The crowds were so dense that no one could get through. Having learned their lesson from the past few days, they were afraid that the little one would slip away from the crowd.
Almost under guard,
The tense crowd finally breathed a sigh of relief.
But at this crucial moment——
Cat, stay put!
"What's going on?!"
"——What happened?
"Could it be... an enemy attack?!"
No one spoke, and the atmosphere remained in an almost eerie silence.
All by eye contact,
His eyes rolled around, looking up and down, left and right.
Until Duke Watanabe, who was walking parallel to the Phoenix of Byodoin Temple, suddenly realized something.
Following the direction of my intuition, I looked—
At the bend less than fifty meters ahead, a figure slowly approached.
The golden hair that reflects into the eyes, the cobalt blue eyes as quiet as the Aegean Sea, the facial features kissed by God,
Handsome, beautiful and charming,
The opponent in the battle they just ended—
Captain of the French U-17 national team,
Leopold Camus!
The U-17 Japanese team was confused by the sudden appearance of the figure, but they still looked behind him.
Empty, the other party came alone,
Hesitantly looking at each other, not understanding his intention,
"It doesn't look like... they're just passing by,"
"Who are you looking for?"
Knowing Duke Watanabe's background, Byodoin Phoenix's gaze shifted slightly.
Including Duke. Watanabe himself also believed that Leopold Camus came to see him with great probability.
He was ready to step forward and start a conversation.
However, Leopold Camus's gaze skipped over Duke Watanabe who had taken a step forward, and slowly passed through the crowd, landing on the black-haired boy who was surrounded in the center and looked like he was being escorted.
"Excusez-moi."
"Je peux lui parler? (Can I have a word with him?)"
As soon as these words came out, following the source of his words,
The U-17 Japanese team looked at them in confusion.
The end of sight,
It is exactly - a piece of shit!
All of a sudden, everyone's expressions were hard to describe.
Some were even more perceptive and immediately thought of Alexander Amadeus, the captain of the Swiss team who had come to them on his own initiative.
Alexander Amadeus...
Thinking of Amadeus who has not yet recovered,
Then I looked at Leopold Camus, who was in good health with all his hands and feet intact.
silence,
With good intentions, someone took the initiative to speak.
"You, shouldn't be here to think about it...right?"
Leopold Camus: Smile.
"Tu ne peux pas y penser?" (What does it mean to be unable to think straight?)
He seems to be a gentle and communicative type, and judging from his words, he is not here to initiate a challenge.
Although everyone was still somewhat on guard, they relaxed a little.
"No, it's okay, as long as it's not like that, right, hahaha..."
He just laughed and passed on the words.
After all, he was the captain of the French national team, so the U-17 team didn't leave him alone.
Leopold Camus briefly greeted Duke Watanabe and some other people he had met at the U-17 World Championship.
Approach, walk steadily, stop,
Standing firmly in front of the chicken and cat,
Big eyes versus dead fish eyes,
He watched the chicken break the cat,
I found that the UR NPC mark on the small map had arrived in front of me, and Jibai Cat also looked up.
Dark and empty eyes looked at him silently,
stare.
Leopold Camus took the initiative to break the silence, "Hello,"
Players look at him.
Leopold Camus lowered his eyes slightly, his cobalt blue pupils reflecting the black figure, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly, revealing a charming smile.
"...As a reformer of the new era, armed with such disruptive power, what kind of changes will you bring about?"
Camus gently tapped the racket in his arms, and his tender eyes as he stroked it seemed as if he was looking at the love of his life.
The U-17 team felt a pang of pain and retreated, hoping to take a break.
It was this delay that caused us to miss the best opportunity to stop it.
——The next second,
"To witness a new revolution, please allow me to challenge you,"
"Come and witness with me and my love, my beloved, the power of the waves you have created!"
The words are powerful, passionate, and full of enthusiasm.
but,
but,
I can't contain myself at all - this guy is really a person who can't get over it!
Why challenge anyone else but them? They are such a jerk!
That's it.
Another special one in a group!
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