There is a very unfortunate news to tell you, that is, the heir to the Deep Blue Galaxy Overlord, who we have high hopes for, the thirteen-year-old player Alex finally fell in the second round of the selection and lost the championship.
Qualifications. According to rumors, Alex’s opponent somehow found out the whole process of the shocking battle on the Rogrim Stadium, so he revealed the true identity of the Overlord of the Deep Blue Galaxy at the beginning of the game.
Identity caused player Alex to be confused and lost the game in a daze.
When the defeat of the Overlord of the Deep Blue Galaxy spread throughout the Grindelwald Plains, player Alex became so famous (not in a derogatory sense, but not in a complimentary sense) that even Chloe, the knight captain of the Saint Guard, began to consider whether to invite
When he was working together for a great cause, the people on the Sky Island who finally learned the news all said: It's all Alice's fault.
You actually used such despicable means to destroy a child's dream of playing ball. Alice, you deserve to die!
In this regard, Aijiang has different opinions: "Isn't it good? You see, he has his own fans, can other children do it?"
Ah, what you said makes so much sense, but we are speechless.
Since that war, all the boys and girls under the age of 16 who have mastered a second language in the entire Grindelwald Plain have begun to regard the Dark Blue Galaxy Overlord as their spiritual idol, and the "Guardians of the Galaxy" have sprung up like mushrooms after rain.
, "Deep Blue Alliance" and "Garden Baby Association" and other support organizations, their action and decisiveness are among the best among their peers.
I believe that even if he fails temporarily in the selection competition, with the company and encouragement of these loyal fans, the Overlord of the Deep Blue Galaxy will soon be able to regain his strength and regain the glory that belongs to him.
Ah, you ask the other protagonist in The Shocking War, how is the Crimson Final Demon King doing?
Of course she doesn't have any fans, after all she is just a loser.
Losers do not deserve the right to speak. It can be seen that this world is very cruel.
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Compared with Alice, Xino's good friend, Miss Layla, had a smooth sailing in the selection process. As the champion of the Four Schools United Cup, her strength was undoubted. The first half of the selection process was just a formality for her.
, even in the second half of the competition, when truly capable amateur players and even professional players on the list joined the competition one after another, she was still able to maintain her mentality and move forward steadily.
Lin Ge and others witnessed her rise together with Xino. From the beginning, she was unknown, with only friends and classmates cheering for her on the stage; later, she became slightly famous, and those who were impressed by her superb skills and calm mentality
The audience began to inquire about the origin of this female player, and when they learned that she was not a professional player, but just a college student, they all made sounds of surprise and disbelief; and today, September 11, 1856, in the Cleveland Forest.
The 30,000-person stand in the park's Effini Stadium was packed to capacity. The deafening cheers reverberated over the entire stadium like huge waves, causing the stands to tremble, as if a small earthquake had been triggered.
If you listen carefully, you will definitely find that these audience members, whose faces are full of enthusiasm, excitement and excitement, are actually shouting the same name at this moment——
"Layla! Layla!! Layla!!!"
In the brightest month of the year, the Effeni Stadium seems to be boiling. Everyone feels like they are in a big furnace, with the blazing flames burning the blood in their hearts and lungs. Even those who have always been calm
Ringer could not help but be infected by this atmosphere. He subconsciously raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, and was shocked to find that the temperature of the sweat was actually hotter than body temperature.
Is this the charm of competitive games? The young man who had never had similar feelings couldn't help but think. At this moment, he suddenly remembered something, turned his head and glanced, and his eyes happened to fall on Xino's delicate profile.
From the smooth forehead covered by the bangs to the heroic eyebrows highlighted by the pure and clear wine-red eyes, from the straight bridge of the nose to the slightly pursed cherry-colored lips, to the gracefully curved chin...
These curves carefully carved by the Creator make the girl look like the brainchild of an ancient Motosu artist, exuding a perfect and noble temperament.
At this time, Xino was watching the situation on the field without blinking. Her expression was so focused that she didn't notice the sight cast from her side. As the heir of the White Thorn Family, she could sit in any position no matter where she was.
She is dignified and elegant at all times. Even in such a lively and noisy occasion, she still does not forget to maintain her image. She straightens her waist, her back does not touch the back of the chair, and her hands sit upright on her thighs, with those who
The audience, who had already been immersed in fanaticism and excitement, formed a sharp contrast. But only by careful observation can we find that the girl's palms are quietly clenching, and silently scratching out fine folds on the gray-white trousers, suggesting that she is at this moment.
My mood is not peaceful.
This is a matter of course, because on this court, her good friend Leila is about to usher in the most important moment of her destiny.
After two months of competition and fierce battles, the selection finally ushered in the most critical stage of the quarter-finals. In a sense, the eight-to-four game may even be more exciting than the championship game, because the latter is
What is decided is only a selection champion with little value, while what the former decides is the only four precious places to enter the main competition.
There are definitely more people who want to get this spot than people who want to win the selection championship.
The first three games have been played in the "City of Stars" Tambor, the "City of Light" Bisuarea and the "City of White Wings" Ethel, and the last game was arranged in the central city of the championship.
——"City of Wind Flowers" Sumiya. In addition to the 30,000 spectators in the auditorium, there are thousands of people in the entire city who are impatiently waiting for the result of the game. This is not because of how big it is.
Wonderful or exciting, but because it is the most gimmick: among all the top eight contestants, Miss Leila from Soumiya National University is the only amateur contestant, while the other seven all occupy a place on the WT list.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Although she also has a four-school United Cup championship trophy, the WT list does not include campus events in the statistical scope, so in the eyes of the vast majority of viewers,
Layla still stood out as an amateur player and stood upright in this glorious arena, competing with powerful opponents for the final spot in the main draw. Such legendary stories are always easy to attract the attention of the world.
What's more, Layla herself is a girl with a cute appearance and a sweet smile, which inevitably reminds people of the great Ms. Mystian twenty-four years ago.
Could it be said that miracles will be repeated here?
Even if Ms. Mistyan's experience from the first round of the trials to the main draw championship cannot be completely replicated, just the fact that she won the main draw spot from the racket of a professional player as an unknown person is enough to make people cheer for her.
Already.
The audience's expectations were clearly expressed in the enthusiastic cheers. The sound hit the edge of the high platform and then came back, as if it sounded in all directions at the same time. Such a fanatical atmosphere is actually a kind of excitement for the players on the field.
Huge pressure - whether it's Layla, who is highly anticipated, or her opponent, who is not expected to.
Especially at this critical moment when the slightest mistake can lead to losing the overall situation.
The score displayed on the courtside scoreboard is: 14-14.
The total score is 1:1.
The right to serve is in Layla's hands.
Whoever wins this ball wins the final spot.
"Are you nervous?" Lin Ge asked suddenly. His voice was too soft, and the cheers from the surrounding audience were so loud that Xino seemed to have not heard it and took a moment to react. She turned back to Lin Ge.
Ge showed a shallow smile, and the palms that were clenched just now had been loosened at some point, and warm sweat oozed from the palms, slowly melting along the delicate palm lines. She said calmly and confidently
Said: "I was a little nervous just now, but after you said that, I'm not nervous anymore."
"Because-" She shifted her gaze back to the playing field and said softly: "If I am too nervous, Layla will be nervous too."
Ringer made a visual inspection and found that the vertical distance from the court to the stands was at least thirty meters, and then said: "She is far away from you, I don't think she can be seen."
"You are talking about physical distance, Mr. Ringer, but this is not the case for spiritual distance."
Xino smiled slightly, and there was a sense of calmness in her smile. She was not talking about any big principles, she was just telling her own feelings: "Maybe Layla really can't see us, but she knows that we are here - I
, Vincent, Phyllis, George, as well as the classmates and juniors from the football club, are all looking forward to her performance in this stand. If our eyes are trusting, it will be a great encouragement to her; but
If she is nervous and uneasy about this, it will also make her anxious and even cause her to function abnormally. This is the so-called telepathy, the telepathy between hearts, Mr. Ringer."
At this point, she winked playfully, as if to show that she was no longer nervous: "As a friend, although I can't fight alongside her, at least I can't hold her back."
Lin Ge stared at her quietly, and after a while he looked away and said as if talking to himself: "Actually, I don't really believe in the so-called telepathy."
"Well……"
"But after you said that, I started to believe it."
"Hahaha."
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Are you nervous?
At the same moment, Layla on the field was also asking herself, and then shook her head, denying the question. She felt that she was in a very good state now, and had never even been so good before, because she was watched by so many people, and among those people
There are relatives, classmates, partners, and old friends who have been away for a long time. The eyes from those people are an encouragement, allowing the girl to show the greatest courage no matter what kind of difficulties she faces.
At least, the right to serve is still in your hands. This can be said to be in control of your destiny, right?
Layla gently squeezed the wind flower ball in her hand. Such a small ball had such a heavy weight. It was even hotter than the beating heart in her chest. She also stared at her opponent on the other side of the field.
He held the racquet with both hands, ready to go, looking calm and calm, but Leila could even clearly see the tension in his eyes and the sweat on his neck that had not been wiped away in time, glistening in the brightest September sunshine.
He is a respectable opponent, both in terms of skills and mentality, he is worthy of the title of professional player. For him, this main draw spot should be very important, right? After all, the Yamit Cup tournament is what every professional player dreams of.
The highest stage. But for herself, why not? It is like the sun, like flowers, like a beautiful dream. If the dream needs to start from here, then she will never make any concessions.
Now let’s prove who is more qualified to step onto that stage.
The girl let out a breath, and then her eyes suddenly became firm. She threw the wind flower ball in her hand upwards, and the small ball with the weight of dreams made a beautiful arc under the gaze of many people.
, flew to the net, flew to the heads of the two people, flew to the azure sky...the white tail feathers fluttered, as if a flower was blooming in the wind.
The wind whistled, passing between the corners of her eyebrows and her hair. She could no longer see other sights in her eyes, only the wind flower ball bathed in the golden sunshine.
Take a knee!
Kick the ground!
jump!
The beautiful girl jumped high like an egret with wings spread, her legs were in the air, her back was curved like a long bow, and she drew an elegant, soft and powerful arc like a crescent moon.
Line, her body has stretched to the extreme. In the eyes of the audience, she is almost integrated with the wind and the sky, light and free. The long time in the air beyond imagination brought a pure visual enjoyment, and everyone's eyes began to
Chasing her high-raised racket, even her opponents were stunned for a moment and forgot to pay attention to the movement of the ball.
Although this loss of concentration was only a brief moment, in such a high-level competition, it was a fatal mistake. The girl in the air had found a perfect hitting point at this time, so she swung the racket down without hesitation.
At this moment, the power was instigated from the heart to the forearm, and then to the wrist. The moment the racket came into contact with the ball, everyone heard a roar that was not loud but clear enough——
boom!
A straight parabola streaked across the sky of the stadium. The girl was so confident about this ball that she did not even add more changes to it in order to make the angle tricky or the route weird. It is a combination of pure power and speed, from the top
The downward flight trajectory exceeded the limit that the naked eye can capture, and it fell like a meteor. It hit the inside of the half-court service area fiercely, and then rebounded quickly and hit the blocker on the edge of the court. At this time, it still had remaining strength.
, even after spinning on the mesh for a few seconds, it rolled down to the ground helplessly.
The girl's opponent was still standing in his receiving area, frozen in place. He subconsciously stretched out his racket, but he couldn't see clearly the speed and route of the ball. He could only feel a gust of wind.
It passed by my ears, and the next moment there was a crisp sound of the ball hitting the wire barrier behind me.
Perhaps only the shallow mark of the ball left in the teeing area can prove what happened just now.
The heart no longer beats, the breathing disappears completely, the whole world is so quiet, even the cheers of the audience have disappeared. Both the girl and her opponent are only paying attention to the same voice at this moment, that is——
"Beep!!!"
The referee blew the whistle, and the sharp sound pierced the sky: "The serve is valid, Player Leila gets one point, the score of this round is 15-14, Player Layla wins!"
"The total score is two to one, therefore, the winner of this game is——"