"Won!"

“That boy actually beat Camus, the French team’s captain!”

"Incredible! It's incredible!"

"How on earth did you do it?"

"It's so wonderful! It's so wonderful!"

The long-suppressed cheers at the scene finally broke out in an instant, and the huge boiling sound almost overturned the roof of the stadium. Every spectator looked at the calm and composed Souji Hatada on the field with ardent admiration.

At this moment, all the members of the French team looked at each other in the rest area. Obviously, it was difficult for them to accept this result for a while. However, due to Souji Hatada's extraordinary strength, they could not find an excuse to refute for a while and could only

Sitting there at a loss.

For a long time, I thought that the French player with airport hair sighed quietly: "That guy can draw a scene that even I can't describe. I am really convinced and overwhelmed."

He was one of the doubles players who played against Jusaburo Mori and Renji Yanagi before. His tennis characteristic is that he can use the racket to draw different styles of paintings in the air like a painting, and play tennis with the same style of painting. For example, he draws

At the famous tourist spot Solomon, his defense will be greatly improved.

However, even with such a powerful ability, after watching Souji Hatada's game now, I can't help but feel ashamed.

"Perhaps, this is the difference between description and creation."

He was a little excited and a little frustrated, thinking in a complicated tone.

The other team members did not have such complex psychological activities as him. After reluctantly and quickly accepting Camus' failure, they began to think about how they must win the next game no matter what!

Because of Souji Hatada, the French team has been pushed to the edge of the cliff.

On the court, Camus retracted his divergent thoughts, woke up from the beautiful, dreamy, powerful and vast goal just now, and saw Souji Hatada looking at him with a smile in front of the net.

The game is over.

Thinking of this, the originally sharp look in Camus's eyes, full of fighting spirit, gradually faded away, and the warm and watery smile hung on his face again, but this time, it had a more or less bitter meaning.

Walking up to Mr. Bantian, he said gracefully: "Congratulations, you are much better than I thought."

Soji Hata smiled modestly.

"You are as strong as I imagined."

The two shook hands gently and then left. However, the brief exchange of greetings could not stop the two people from admiring each other and the resonance of sympathy between strong men.

Camus returned to the French team's rest area, apologized to everyone, and said sincerely: "Sorry, I lost!"

"Don't worry!"

"It's a gorgeous fight, isn't it?"

"As expected of Camus."

The members of the French team all told Camus not to take it to heart. Just when Camus was about to say something else, a figure suddenly jumped out from behind him.

"Hey, leave it to me, captain."

Looking at his teammate dressed as a masked ninja, Camus knew that this was his partner in the French team who was second only to him in strength, so he nodded with a smile.

"I'm relieved if you take action."

"Hey! Then I'm on the field, captain!"

A confident smile appeared in the masked ninja's eyes, and he slowly walked onto the court.

At this time, Camus also sat down with his racket in his hands, looking at the back of the man on the court, with a touch of sadness between his eyebrows.

He said softly to the racket: "Why, my heart is always so uneasy, my love."

the other side!

Hatada Souji walked towards the rest area unhurriedly, looking at the players who were already walking to the side of the court for the next game, and smiled slightly.

"Don't lose!"

"Ha! I won't lose! Stop worrying Souji!"

Toyama Kintaro showed a determined smile.

"I feel like the blood in my whole body is boiling right now."

When passing by Kintaro Toyama, feeling his majestic momentum, Soji Hata smiled softly at the corner of his mouth.

It's already burning, Kintaro.

As the winner of the game, even when he left the field, Souji Hatada attracted the attention of the audience all the time. Then, when the audience noticed that the person who replaced Soji Hata on the field was a man of about the same height and age as him, they couldn't help but think again.

Stunned.

What is Team Neon doing again?

Other teams are trying their best to reduce the number of appearances for junior high school students within the rules, and this is already the quarter-finals. The winner can become the semi-finals, which are the top four in the world.

In such a crucial game, the Neon team actually sent junior high school students to play in four consecutive games. Counting Kintaro Toyama, among the seven players in the team, junior high school students accounted for four.

No matter what they think, they all feel that Kintaro Toyama's position is so important that a strong high school student should be sent to him.

Are today's junior high school students so defiant that they have richer practical experience and stronger strength than high school students?

The French team also noticed Kintaro Toyama coming on the field, and everyone suddenly narrowed their eyes.

"Are there actually another junior high school students on the field?"

"How brave, Neon."

"Are you doing this to preserve your strength for the next game? It seems we have been underestimated."

"This game will not satisfy them!"

It can be said that Kintaro Toyama successfully became the focus of everyone's attention just by his appearance, as if he had endless mysteries waiting for them to explore.

At this time, Soji Hata had returned to the rest area.

"Thanks for your hard work!"

"Well, thanks."

After thanking Fujisuke who handed him the towel, Souji Hata replenished his water while looking at the court.

Fuji Shusuke stood aside and chatted with him casually.

"Why, it seems that you didn't expect that coach Mifune Idou would send Kintaro to play?"

"Well, it's not that I haven't thought about it, I just think it's unlikely."

Souji Hata put down his water bottle and smiled indifferently.

"Under normal circumstances, after three junior high school players have been played in a row, if you look at it from a normal perspective, there will be a high school player. I can only say that the coach's idea is indeed a bit beyond my expectation."

Fuji Shusuke nodded.

"Yes, indeed, I didn't feel much when I first watched it, but after the game started, I suddenly felt that if Kintaro came on the field at this time, it would be a little bit..."

"Abrupt, isn't it?"

Hata Souji smiled and accepted the words, then relaxed his body, leaned against the wall behind him, and said casually: "It doesn't matter, anyway, it must be the opponent who is more difficult to understand than us. As for the game, as long as we win.

"

"Yeah, as long as we win the game."

Fuji Shusuke smiled and agreed with Hata Souji's point of view.

"You seem to trust Kintaro a lot."

"Ah, of course."

General Manager Hata admitted as he should. He quietly opened his eyes and looked at Kintaro Toyama who was full of high spirits and fighting spirit on the field. He smiled and said: "Fuji-senpai, Kintaro's potential is far greater than what we have seen."

It’s even more amazing!”

After hearing Souji Hatada's words, Fuji Shusuke's expression shrank slightly, and then he nodded softly.
Chapter completed!