readytorunbook #252 - Baptism of the home court
#252 - Baptism of the home court
"Let's go to the tennis court."
Yukimura said with a smile on his face.
He wanted to use the process of tennis to tell Shiraishi Kuranosuke, because that was the fastest way.
Soon after, the two arrived at the tennis court.
"Shiraishi, you serve."
Yukimura said.
Shiraishi Kuranosuke nodded.
Swish! The tennis ball was tossed high, knees slightly bent, leaping up, raising his arm and swinging at the tennis ball!
A set of serving actions, very standard.
It was a textbook serve.
This was something in Shiraishi Kuranosuke's bones.
Yukimura didn't say anything.
Instead, he played with Shiraishi Kuranosuke for three hours.
After that.
Shiraishi Kuranosuke was panting.
"Shiraishi, your balance is very good, and your five-dimensional data is very average, so you are called the Bible."
Yukimura drew a pentagonal frame on the ground and said, "Then what would happen if your five dimensions were one size bigger?"
As he said that, Yukimura drew a larger pentagon on the original position.
Shiraishi Kuranosuke looked at the frame with a puzzled expression.
"But this is very difficult for anyone."
Yukimura smiled slightly and said, "But you can do it, that's you."
As he said that, Yukimura drew a five-pointed star shape on this frame.
Instantly!
A light flashed in Shiraishi Kuranosuke's eyes.
This sense of impact made him immediately understand what he needed to do!
And immediately understand what kind of tennis he should play!
"Thank you, Yukimura!"
Shiraishi Kuranosuke said with undisguised excitement.
Hearing this, Yukimura smiled and left the tennis court.
What remained was Shiraishi Kuranosuke's own business.
The next day.
The match time between the Neon Team and Australia.
The morning match had not officially started yet.
The venue was already packed.
The amazing momentum of the two teams immediately made the audience boil!
"Neon! Neon!"
"Neon! Neon!"
A burst of cheers suddenly erupted.
Just at this moment, a torrent of shouts instantly drowned out the previous sounds.
"Australia! Australia! Australia!"
"Australia will win!"
"The winner must be the Australian team!"
"Australia! Invincible!"
The uproar of shouts and applause all went to the Australian team!
That's right, the entire venue was full of Australian spectators.
Only a small portion of people supported the Neon Team.
This was because tickets for any of Australia's matches were instantly sold out.
All were local Australian spectators supporting the Australian team.
So very few people could buy tickets.
Just at this moment.
The middle school students were frightened pale by the wave-like cheering momentum.
This kind of cheering could be considered world-class.
The entire venue only had the cheering of Australia.
And having to compete in this kind of environment.
Made the middle school students' psychological pressure instantly unbearable.
"Raise your heads! Let me feel this is the world!"
Just at this moment, Byodoin Houou said in a deep voice.
"Yes!"
All the middle school students, at this moment, looked at the stands full of Australian supporters.
Heartbeat and cheers and applause, at this moment, became a rhythm.
Making them feel like they couldn't breathe.
But this is the world!
If they couldn't even withstand this, how could they talk about competing under this pressure!
Immediately, the faces of the middle school students showed a determined look!
"This should be Australia's strategy."
Irie Kanata squinted his eyes and looked at the audience in front of him and said.
"That's right, as long as it's a ticket for Australia, it was sold out five days ago."
Kanata Irie pushed his glasses and said, "And all were bought by local Australians."
"They want to create this kind of scene to put pressure on us."
Mitsuya Akuto said lightly.
"That's really a big deal."
Taneshima Shuji shrugged his shoulders and said with a smile.
"It doesn't matter."
Yukimura smiled faintly and said, "I believe in them."
Hearing this, the first-string players also nodded.
After all, middle school students occupy most of the lineup for this competition.
Just as Mifune Nyudo said, the best stage in the world!
After that.
Both sides began to arrange for the pre-match!
"Do everything according to what Noah said!"
Gorgia looked at everyone indifferently and said coldly.
Standing aside was Gorgia's younger brother, Noah.
"The Neon Team will adjust the lineup and order of appearance this time based on our match with the Swiss team!"
Noah said lightly, "They should arrange the order of appearance with middle school students as the center."
"This is to win in doubles two, to boost the morale of the entire team, so they will definitely arrange two of the most aggressive players."
Hearing this, Fitzgerald nodded, and his heart once again had expectations for this game.
"Then what kind of adjustments should we make here?"
Fitzgerald looked at Noah and asked.
"We should have you, who is a slice specialist, and Hopman, who has smashing power, to defeat the opponent."
Noah immediately stated the arrangement for the match.
"Okay, I got it, Hopman, go warm up."
Fitzgerald didn't doubt what Noah said at all.
Because in all the previous matches, all of Australia's match arrangements relied on Noah.
And one of the reasons why Fitzgerald had been tolerating Gorgia was also this.
Gorgia's younger brother, Noah, was originally Australia's rising star.
But after getting sick, he was abandoned by Australian tennis education.
Instead, his older brother Gorgia was left behind.
But Noah is a rare genius, even if he is sick.
Australia relies on Noah to make a series of adjustments and layouts off the field, he is a strategist on the Australian chessboard.
It is Noah who has allowed Australia to get to where it is now!
Of course, the strength of the older brother Gorgia should not be underestimated.
In terms of strength, Gorgia can even rank in the top three in the Australian team.
They always firmly believe that under the leadership of the two brothers, the Australian team will move towards victory.
A few minutes later.
"Now begins the first match between the Neon Team and the Australian Team, please invite the participating players to the field."
The referee's voice sounded.
"Sanada, Watanabe, go ahead."
Mifune Nyudo looked at the two and said.
"Yes."
Sanada Genichirou and Duke Watanabe responded and walked onto the court.
At this time, Fitzgerald and Hopman of the Australian team also took the field together.
"Advance, beautiful Australia!"
"Let us sing joyfully, a happy song."
"Advance, beautiful Australia!"
"Let us sing joyfully, a happy song!"
Instantly.
The audience began to sing, and the voices of all the spectators gathered together at this moment.
The sound of the singing was so loud that even the ground trembled slightly.
This kind of support for Australia.
Made Sanada Genichirou, who was standing on the world stage for the first time, extremely nervous.
Tennis court.
The doubles of the Neon Team and the doubles of the Australian Team faced each other.
"Sorry, this is the baptism of an away game."
Fitzgerald said with a slightly serious expression, "I am the main player, Fitzgerald."
At this time, Sanada Genichirou had already been swallowed up in this environment and couldn't speak.
This kind of baptism in the away game, Sanada Genichirou was seeing for the first time.
In the past, no matter where he went, Rikkai Dai's aura would not lose to anyone.
But this time it wasn't.
On the opponent's home court, there was no support for this game.