Neon vs. America

The next day.

Arena Forest Park.

ARENA TENNIS COURT.

The Four-Nation Exchange Tournament continues today, with two more matches to be played.

Japan Team vs. America Team.

South Africa vs. Australia.

For the Japan Team, today's match is the real highlight.

Compared to South Africa and Australia, the team fielding today is clearly stronger on paper.

After all, everyone knows that America, apart from lacking the title of one of the BIG4, is actually no less capable than Spain and France in terms of pure skill.

As for the audience, since the Japan Team won the previous two matches, ordinary viewers are becoming more and more confident in the strength of the Japan.

The number of people who came to the venue to watch the game was the highest in three days.

At nine o'clock in the morning, the long-silent broadcast resumed.

"The third day of the Four-Nation Exchange Tournament is about to begin, with the Japan team facing off against the America Team."

"Please allow both players to enter the arena."

A loud voice rang out, and the entire stadium seemed to fall silent for a moment before a burst of enthusiastic cheers erupted from the stands.

The Japan team and the America Team walked out of the passageway together.

As Muneyoshi and his team appeared on the court, the atmosphere in the entire venue instantly reached a climax.

Because their opponent today was America, almost all the spectators were in the stands cheering for the Japan Team.

On the court, Saeki Muneyoshi led the Japan players with firm steps to the America Team.

"Hello, Saeki Muneyoshi, it's great to see you again."

With a smile on his face and a gentle tone, Reinhardt extended his hand to Muneyoshi.

Although Muneyoshi secretly longed to have a match with Reinhardt.

But he has already set his sights on this game, and judging from Reinhardt's position on the very edge of the team, he is unlikely to play today.

Although he felt a little disappointed, Saeki Muneyoshi still politely extended his hand and said in English, "Ralph- senpai, I hope we can both have a great match."

I think it definitely will.

Upon noticing that Muneyoshi was speaking English, Reinhardt smiled slightly and returned the favor by speaking in Japan.

Although his Japan wasn't perfect, the Japan Team present could still easily understand him.

However, after shaking hands and talking with Muneyoshi, he did not look away, but instead glanced around at the junior high school students who were present today.

Saeki Muneyoshi lifted his eyelids slightly, and in his eyes, he saw the boundless longing he felt for the Japan player.

Muneyoshi knew Reinhardt's thoughts very well, didn't care; his gaze swept over the people opposite him.

Kiko Valentin, Dudu Obando, Echizen Ryoga...

Apart from these three familiar faces, none of America's U17 members are present at this moment.

Even their vice-captain, who is also their deputy commander, the legendary healer Alan Hopkins, did not appear.

"It seems America quite confident, believing she can win without going all out!"

Muneyoshi blinked slightly, having roughly guessed Reinhardt's intentions. "But it doesn't matter to me, as long as he's here!"

Muneyoshi's gaze lingered briefly on the figure in the crowd holding an orange and wearing a hood, before he looked away.

Seemingly sensing that someone was watching him, Echizen Ryoga looked up and saw that the person looking at him was Saeki Muneyoshi. He smiled and nodded.

Seeing Echizen Ryoga greet him, Muneyoshi nodded with a smile and murmured to himself:

"Echizen Ryoga, where will you appear?"

The pre-match greeting ceremony at the net quickly came to an end, and both sides returned to their respective player areas, waiting for the referee to announce the start of the match.

"Japan Team vs. America Team, let's start with the singles match number three."

"The match will be between Yukimura Seiichi (second-year middle school student) representing Japan Kiko Valentin (second-year middle school student) America Team."

Note: To explain further, in the United States, junior high school is two years and high school is four years. So, Balinting will be in high school next year, and Ryoga is the same; she will be in high school next year, but she is actually in the third year of junior high school.

"Please bring both players to the stage."

"Finally, it's my turn."

Upon hearing the referee read out his name, Yukimura's expression brightened slightly.

The competition lasted for three consecutive days, and although the participants were different each day, it was definitely a good thing for them to broaden their horizons and grow.

After all, such a large-scale competition that is in line with international standards is a test not only for the players on the field, but also for those watching from the sidelines.

Especially considering he was scheduled to play against his biggest rival America, as the third singles player.

This match can be considered Yukimura's first real encounter with the world.

In previous matches, whether it was Tezuka Kunimitsu of Seigaku, Kite Eishiro of Higa Junior High, or Atobe Keigo of the Hyotei Academy Higa Junior High, they all had outstanding performances.

As for Rikkai Dai, only Niou Masaharu made an appearance as a doubles player.

Compared to other schools, they and Fudomine seemed to be completely overshadowed, but Yukimura also knew that Fudomine had Saeki Muneyoshi, so they definitely couldn't be overshadowed.

Therefore, Rikkai Dai still needs him and Sanada.

But such an opportunity has never come.

Now, it's finally his turn!

"Relax, Yukimura. No matter who the opponent is, we believe in you!"

Saeki Muneyoshi smiled and encouraged Yukimura.

Beside him, Tezuka Kunimitsu also gave a rare smile, his beautiful eyes filled with trust. "Yukimura, I believe you just need to perform to your full potential."

"Yukimura, you've got to give us our first win of the day!"

Tachibana Kippei and Chitose also laughed and said that among their group, Yukimura's strength was not the strongest, but it was certainly among the top.

"Yukimura, do your best!"

Sanada also said in a deep voice that Rikkai Dai's glory needed to be created by him and Yukimura themselves, and he believed that Yukimura understood what he meant.

"Don't worry, I won't let you down. I just hope our opponents won't disappoint me either."

Yukimura stood up with a smile, gently unbuttoned the jacket draped over his back, picked up a racket, and walked to the sidelines to begin warming up.

"Haha, Yukimura, don't worry, your opponent definitely won't let you down!"

Upon seeing the pretty, girl-like blonde boy on the other side of the court, Muneyoshi didn't know whether to envy or be speechless about Yukimura.

Muneyoshi was surprised to find that the America arranged to play in the singles third match was Chiko Balentin, America's absolute mainstay in next year's U-17 World Cup, who is known as the "King of Luck".

"Oh, Muneyoshi, you know him?"

Mitsuya, who was standing nearby, also became interested, since many of the players participating in this exchange competition were newcomers.

He hadn't collected much information on the players, especially those from America.

I never expected to learn about the opponent from Muneyoshi.

Chiko Balentin, whose tennis style can be changed at will, has earned him the nickname "the unpredictable eccentric."

Moreover, he was incredibly lucky, winning almost all his matches 6-4, and the matches always seemed to go very smoothly.

Muneyoshi gave a brief overview of Balianting, and both junior high and high school students looked at each other in bewilderment.

Although the information did not specify the extent of his strength and skills, it is not difficult to discern that in addition to possessing a strong foundation, he is likely someone who has embarked on the Mental Power Path.

Otherwise, there's no way to explain this peculiar ability to control the score.

"Yukimura- kun, your opponent is likely also a pioneer on the Mental Power Path. Be careful then."

After hearing Muneyoshi's introduction, a glint flashed in Irie Kanata's eyes, and he reminded Yukimura, who was warming up seriously.

"I didn't expect my first opponent to be so interesting..."

Yukimura's heart tightened, a fighting spirit began to rise, and a silver light flashed in his deep purple eyes. A slight smile played on his lips as he nodded and said:

"Don't worry, Muneyoshi, Irie- senpai, I'll be careful!"

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