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Medanore nodded: "That kid's talent is quite amazing. I just didn't want him to show up because he was deeply hurt before the official competition."

"Ok?"

Hear the words.

Roman was very surprised and said, "Akuzu shouldn't be like Rodigo, right?"

"You're wrong about that."

Medanore shook his head, looking in the distance at the direction where Reinhardt left, and said in a deep voice: "The strength of the captain of the American team is not just that of an ordinary professional level!"

Hear the words.

Roman's pupils shrank suddenly.

Chapter 458: Second Round, Japan vs. the United States

"By the way, Long Ya, why don't you go meet him?"

In the building in the distance.

Mars, a tall and handsome young man, looked at the dark green-haired young man next to him with curiosity.

The latter was none other than Ryuga Echizen, the key figure that Reinhardt was looking for to help the American team win.

"forget it."

Long Ya shook her head.

"why?"

Mars still didn't understand: "If you don't go to see him, you will definitely regret it, right? I can feel that Reinhardt is a very good person."

“He’s really a great team leader.”

Long Ya nodded and said, "Without him, the US team's ranking would definitely not be as high as it is now. The team would not be so united."

"only"

After a pause, he shook his head and said, "If we meet, I will definitely feel even more regretful."

Done.

Long Ya turned and left, leaving Mars standing there, looking at the other person's back thoughtfully.

The next day.

Around eight o'clock in the morning.

The crowds of spectators gathered again near the Australian Open Stadium in Melbourne. The group matches were all over yesterday, and the competition entered the second round, and the gold content of the team was also higher.

Many top teams in the past, including the big 4, have successfully entered the second round.

However, there are exceptions.

For example, the host of this World Cup, Australia, which has the home advantage, and Greece, which ranks 10th in the world and is one of the contenders for the semi-finals.

Before the game, both teams were favored by the outside world, but they were eliminated without exception.

What is even more surprising is that the two teams that eliminated these two teams were the same two teams. One of them is the Swiss team, which is at the big 4 level and ranked second in the world in points.

However, what is even more unbelievable is that even the Swiss team only qualified with the second-best points in the group.

Ever since.

After the game.

Representatives from various countries, including fans, were attracted to this morning's match between Japan and the United States.

at this time.

Inside Court No. 7 of the Australian Open.

The scale of the venue is of course not comparable to the stadium just mentioned, but it is also an independent stadium, with a wide field that can accommodate nearly a thousand people.

Just after eight o'clock.

The area around the stadium was already full.

Many people are looking forward to seeing the dark horse that defeated the world's second-ranked Swiss team.

"The U.S. team is so unlucky this year."

Outside the corridor above the stadium, two local Australian fans were chatting, and one of them said: "We are ranked fifth in the world, but in the end, we ran into this freak Japanese team."

"Indeed, the situation is not optimistic."

Another white youth nodded: "After all, even the Swiss team lost. No matter how strong the American team is, their captain can't be better than a professional player."

Amadeus' defeat, in the eyes of outsiders, undoubtedly broke the backbone of the Swiss team. At the same time, it also raised everyone's evaluation of the Japanese team to a higher level.

At least.

Their current strength is already on par with the big 4.

"I don't know how long the American team can last in this game. Don't lose 3-0 like the Swiss team did? Why?"

One of them was about to say something, but his clothes were suddenly pulled by his companion. He turned his head subconsciously and saw a group of young people wearing jackets with the Stars and Stripes pattern passing by them.

The leader had a handsome face with a faint smile on his face, and his sunny and friendly temperament emanated naturally.

But except for a few people, everyone behind him had obvious hostile looks in their eyes.

"These people are."

"Team America?!"

The man's face suddenly changed.

Without his companions' reminder, he immediately shut up and looked away as if nothing had happened. But he was still timid and cast his eyes on the American team representative who passed by.

"Humph!"

At this time.

One of them snorted coldly.

The man instinctively felt a burning gaze fixed on him. He was so frightened that he stood up straight, not daring to move.

Only after the American team's representatives left did he breathe a sigh of relief. He raised his head and looked at the young man with flying golden hair with lingering fear.

"Who is that guy? He's too fierce, isn't he?"

"I don't know."

His companion shook his head and said, "But judging from his position, he should be a junior high school student on the American team."

"Junior high school student? Are you kidding me?"

The man's eyes suddenly widened.

He has been playing tennis for a few years, and although his talent is not outstanding, he is definitely not a novice. However, the feeling that man gave him just now was really strong, like being burned by the scorching sun, and his forehead is still sweating.

This kind of oppressive feeling and momentum doesn't seem like that of a junior high school student at all!

"Nothing is impossible."

His companion shook his head and said, "This is a world-class stage, a place where talented people from every country compete. Don't underestimate middle school students. The one who defeated Amadeus from the Swiss team yesterday was a middle school student from the Japanese team!"

"what?"

"Junior high school student?"

His companion's pupils suddenly contracted: "What the hell are you talking about?"

Junior high school student?

Defeated Amadeus?

This is fake news that even a third-rate newspaper couldn't come up with, right? !

"Don't believe it."

Seeing his surprised look, his companion laughed: "Look over there, they are coming."

Swish!

The man subconsciously turned his head and saw a group of teenagers in black and red jackets, led by a handsome black-haired boy, walking straight towards him.

Compared with the American team, this team seemed calmer and more natural. No matter whether they were high school students or middle school students, they didn't seem to take the game seriously, and there was no sign of nervousness on their faces.

"really."

After these people left, the man nodded and said, "The Japanese players are more confident. From this perspective, the American team is indeed at a disadvantage in this game."

It was an indisputable fact that the traditional strong teams were being defeated one by one by the Japanese team. However, the news that a junior high school student defeated a professional player was too shocking, and he couldn't calm down for a long time.

"call!"

Take a deep breath.

Both of them perked up and prepared to watch this ultimate showdown among the big 4.

"Next, the second round of competition will begin."

"Team USA vs. Team Japan."

"Invite both players to enter."

The referee's words fell.

Players from both teams walked onto the field, with Ishikawa and Reinhard standing at the front.

"The rumors are indeed true."

Reinhardt looked at the boy in front of him and nodded, "The strongest player on the Japanese team is indeed a junior high school student."

while speaking.

He glanced past Ishikawa and looked behind him, at the blond young man and the fiery red-haired young man. Reinhardt's intuition was very accurate, and he clearly felt the pressure from the two men.

This proved that his pre-match concerns were correct. The Japanese team, like the German team, had more than one professional-level player.

This is undoubtedly bad news for them.

Without Echizen Ryuga, as a professional player, even though Reinhardt was confident in his own strength and ability, he still felt deeply powerless when fighting one against three.