Tennis: A Rough Start Byodoin Hoo

Oishi Syuichirou smiled awkwardly.

The chance of defeating the national team, which is still at the bottom of the rankings, is too small.

If it weren't for this being an exhibition match, you wouldn't be eliminated if you lose.

Oishi Syuichirou, who won the lottery for the national team, really has no face to face others.

Oishi Syuichirou looked around and found that players from many countries had come to watch the game.

Two players who stand at the top of the world's tennis player pyramid want to decide the winner in this exhibition match, so they can't miss anything.

The two teams faced each other in front of the net.

Byōdōin Hōō and Borg had sparks in their eyes before, and their auras started to attack.

Tezuka Kunimitsu stood opposite the junior high school students, with a hint of complexity on his face.

No matter how hard you say it, you can't treat your former teammates with a normal attitude.

The junior high school students of Team Japan were in no better mood.

Alma Zekefleet, a junior high school student on the national team, looked at Kamidai Ao standing opposite him with an arrogant expression.

"I recognize you. There was a picture of you in the tennis magazine this morning. To a certain extent, I admire you very much.

Kamishiro Cang picked a pick and said jokingly:

"Oh? Could it be that you are still a fan of mine?"

Alma Zickfleet smiled sarcastically.

"Oh, yes, I deeply admire the courage of you and that man named Byōdōin Hōō to challenge our Lord General Borg."

"This is the Tennis World Cup, not a place for a young man like you to have fun. Do you think our national team will show mercy to you because of your status?"

"If you don't want to lie down and walk out of the court, you'd better go back and be your eldest young master."

The coach of the national team raised his forehead.

"Hey, Zekefleet, have you forgotten what I told you this morning?"

Then he looked at Kamishiro Ao with an apologetic look.

"I'm sorry, Master Jindai, Zekefleet is young and can't speak with his head. Don't take it to heart."

Obviously he emphasized again and again in the morning that anyone can provoke, but not Kamidai Ao.

As a result, Zekeflit started to attack Ao Kamishiro as soon as he came up. Although he is a rare talented boy, if he is targeted by the Kamishiro family, even his tennis life will be completely destroyed.

Byōdōin Hōō could not help but feel a trace of pity when he saw that the smile on Kamishiro Cang's face had gradually faded away and he looked at Elma Zekefleet.

"Hey, Borg, will that kid play in today's exhibition game?"

Before Borg could speak, Alma Zekefleet said bluntly:

"That's right, I will win the first victory of this World Cup for the Chinese national team. Even a mere Japan dares to challenge our national team, hum.

Borg frowned. Even if Deguo was the winner of nine consecutive championships, it was unreasonable for Alma Zekefleet, a junior high school student, to speak rudely to a strong person who stood at the top of the world.

Byōdōin Hōō himself had no intention of being angry, so what was the point of being angry with a dying person?

"Borg, I hope you have brought enough people to the national team this time."

The cold light in Kamishiro Ao's eyes flashed away, and he was too lazy to talk nonsense with him, so he turned around and walked towards his player area.

"I'm looking forward to your performance, Ma Zekefleet.

Both teams returned to their own areas.

The players who won the first game of the Chinese team came out.

The junior high school student is Alma Zekefleet, who just provoked Kamidai Ao, and the high school student is Michelle Bismarck, a semi-professional player and the second-in-command of the national team.

As for the Japan team, Byōdōin Hōō glanced around.

"First game, high school student, Duke, you go up."

Duke Watanabe stood up from his seat and said harmlessly:

"yesboss."

Byōdōin Hōō: "As for junior high school students..."

All the junior high school students looked at Byōdōin Hōō with anticipation, hoping that they would be selected to participate in the competition.

This is the first game for the Japan team. Who doesn’t want to go up there and show off?

However, a slim figure stood up from his seat.

It was Mio.

Byōdōin Hōō glanced at Kamishiro Aoi, and it was expected that Mio would take the initiative to appear.

Chloe, who was sneaking into the player area as a staff member, opened her mouth slightly.

"Is Sister Tao also a player of Japan's representative team? I thought Sister Mio was a member of the team."

Although Mio has a relatively cold personality, no one will have any bad feelings towards Mio.

In just one night, Chloe felt very fond of him.

Kamishiro Aoi smiled and nodded.

"The upcoming competition may refresh your understanding of female players."

Seeing Mio's appearance, the other junior high school students stopped thinking. No matter in terms of strength or status, they had no objection.

As Mio and Duke Watanabe walked towards the field, she tied her loose silver hair into a ponytail with a hairband, making her look much more heroic.

The surrounding spectators immediately started talking when they saw that the Japanese team actually let such a beautiful girl play.

"No, this girl is actually a member of Japan's national team? When did the U17 World Cup allow girls to participate?"

"Brother, I just took a look. The rules of this year's U17 World Cup have been modified. Anyone under the age of seventeen, regardless of gender, can participate. From the rules, there is no problem.

"453 Haha, women play tennis to attract attention. From the perspective of attracting traffic, the Japanese team has really made a lot of money by being the first to take advantage of it."

"As we all know, women's tennis champions who participate in men's professional tennis competitions and reach the top 50 are all lucky. The gap between men and women is indelible.

"Don't say that. We're all losing anyway. Then I'll send a girl up to show off. That'll be no problem. You won't lose any money!"

"It makes sense."

Seeing that the Japanese team actually sent a girl up, Alma Zickfleet spat on the ground and said disdainfully:

"Coward, you use this method to save face for yourself."

QP, the player and strategist of the national team, stopped Alma Zekefleet.

"Wait a minute, Zekefleet, I want to hear some information about Kunimitsu before he goes on the field. After all, he has also participated in Japan's training camp before."

Alma Zekefleet came back impatiently, but he was not here to listen to Tezuka Kunimitsu's information. He stretched out his hand and pinched Tezuka Kunimitsu's mouth directly.

"He is also Japanese, QP. Do you think he will tell the Japanese team's information obediently? Moreover, this combination that has obviously given up has no meaning at all in listening to the information.

First update.