Prince of Tennis: A tennis legend that started from signing in

Chapter 598: Fate? The conflict between Uncle Ghost and Overlord is intense.

"If I met a top professional player, he might be even stronger than this."

"It seems that he can manifest multiple statues of gods from different dimensions, but it's more like a collection of multiple statues from different dimensions."

"I've learned a lot this time, but you still have to be careful next time."

The next moment, Tokugawa Kazuya broke the silence.

Although his voice was still a little low, it was more resolute.

He spoke to everyone with a relieved and re-energized smile.

That smile is like a rainbow after the rain, bringing new hope to people.

"Ah."

Everyone was just like a listener, and no one was mocking Tokugawa Kazuya at all.

After all, even if it were them, they probably wouldn't be able to beat top-level professional players.

Not to mention the guy who can cast multiple statues of gods from different dimensions and can also become a kind of collective existence.

In fact, even Kirihara Akaya, who was a slow-witted guy, was quite tactful at this moment and didn't say much. He just nodded silently, with a hint of awe in his eyes.

On the other side, Alexander Amadeus spoke to the Byodoin Phoenix with an expression of watching a show.

"I really don't know whether you are lucky or unlucky."

"I've traveled thousands of miles, overcame countless obstacles, and arrived at the Swiss U-17 training camp to 'die', and now I'm running into my arch-enemy from my hometown."

"We won't carry you off the court this time."

When Alexander spoke, his facial expressions were very rich, and he gestured exaggeratedly as he spoke.

Now he and Byodoin Phoenix have become acquainted with each other.

Although the other party insisted on staying in the Swiss U-17 training camp, if it were him, he probably would not leave so easily.

After all, there is still the possibility of growth if you stay here. If you leave in disgrace, you are bound to lose a rare opportunity.

However, the Byodoin Phoenix who stayed stubbornly looked a little strange at this moment.

His brows were furrowed, and there was a hint of worry in his eyes. It went without saying that this was related to Onigi Jujiro.

So Alexander Amadeus wanted to both mock the Byodoin Phoenix and stimulate it to cheer it up.

"After the game, I went to the Group E competition area."

"That Kijujiro from the Neon U-17 training camp is so strong, I even think his dimensional realm has mutated."

At this moment, Alexander Amadeus stopped teasing the Phoenix of Byodoin Temple and spoke in a serious voice.

When he said this, his expression was solemn and there was a hint of strangeness in his eyes.

After the words fell, Byodoin Phoenix raised his eyebrows slightly.

He seemed quite surprised that such a thing happened.

He couldn't help but use a little more strength in the hand holding the racket, and the blue veins on his hand bulged slightly, as if secretly cheering himself up.

"Senior, are you sure?"

Immediately afterwards, Henry Nobel III turned his head and looked at the Byodoin Phoenix.

When he asked this question, his eyes were full of anticipation and his tone was a little anxious.

Subconsciously, Byodoin Phoenix replied, "I don't know. But I will do my best to defeat him!"

When Byodoin Phoenix said this, her voice was firm and powerful, as if it could penetrate all obstacles.

As soon as he finished speaking, Byodoin Phoenix took the lead and walked ahead without looking back. His figure revealed a firmness and determination, like a warrior about to go to the battlefield, fearless.

By around 12:30 noon, everyone had finished their lunch.

Inside the restaurant, people sat together in groups of three or four, and the atmosphere was slightly more relaxed than before.

The soft light shines on the dining table, illuminating everyone's faces, some tired and some excited.

"Next, hurry back to your hotel room and get some rest. The final qualifying match this afternoon won't be easy."

Brand spoke calmly to everyone.

As he said this, there was a hint of worry in his eyes and an unquestionable firmness in his tone.

In fact, he also investigated the strength of the players participating in the Sydney Cup Professional Challenge.

When he saw the data, he was shocked.

He even wondered if he was getting senile or his eyes were blurry.

Because the strength of the newcomers in this competition is far greater than in the past.

This is not a good thing.

Because every year there are usually players who progress from amateur to professional level, the two are in a state of balance.

In contrast, this year, there are so many strong players that it’s like a chaotic and disorderly free-for-all.

That's why he warned everyone like this.

But that's all we can do now.

After all, this is a real combat training, and everyone encounters different opponents.

Even though he was once number one in the world, he could not have predicted what would happen next.

Besides, we have come this far, we can't choose to retreat just because there are more powerful people.

Those who need to be trained have been trained, and those who need to be taught have been taught. Brand cannot always accompany everyone.

The eagle needs to spread its wings and fly to soar into the vast sky.

Even though the eaglet is extremely young, it still needs to jump from a cliff to learn to fly.

No matter how gorgeous and stunning the flowers blooming in the greenhouse are, they will ultimately not be able to shine brightly in the cruel world.

Everyone could hear the hidden meaning in Brand's words.

But now that they have come this far, they have no other thoughts.

There is only one belief in my heart, either lose happily and without regrets, or win happily and with great satisfaction.

The noon time passed quickly. The sunlight shone through the hotel windows, casting patches of light and shadow in the room, and the light and shadow kept changing shape as time passed.

In the blink of an eye, it was time for the third round of qualifiers for the Sydney Cup Professional Challenge.

Compared with the morning competition, the final qualifying match in the afternoon was definitely an intense and fierce one.

All the qualified contestants are ready to go.

Some of them were doing their final warm-up on the court, stretching their muscles, their eyes revealing their desire for victory;

Some were having final tactical discussions with their coaches, listening carefully to every detail.

Among the less than 200 players, there are more than 50 professional players, as well as a number of talented players and powerful amateurs.

To everyone, the strength of these people is basically comparable to that of the national team players, and many even surpass them.

If the players who advance from the Swiss U-17 team meet these strong players, the probability of being defeated is very high.

After all, there is no age limit for the current contestants, let alone those under 17 years old.