HCB Chapter 547: Four people who exploited loopholes in the rules, similar but different
Chapter 547: Four people who exploited loopholes in the rules, similar but different
Chapter 547: Four Similar Yet Different People Exploiting the Rules
Compared to this side.
The Swiss U-17 team had a completely different scene.
In sharp contrast is the British U-17 team.
The atmosphere was as heavy as the dark sky before a storm, as if it could make people breathless.
Looking back at the first game, the British team suffered a crushing defeat, which led to this one-sided situation.
This defeat cast a thick shadow on the hearts of the British team members. That shadow was like a heavy stone, weighing on their hearts.
Now, when the British team members saw that the Swiss team had sent two junior high school players, the haze that had already not dissipated suddenly became even thicker.
Their eyes were filled with worry and uneasiness, and communication between them became very rare. Everyone was immersed in their own thoughts, as if thinking about how to deal with the next game.
Originally, the British team's coaching team carefully formulated tactical arrangements.
They planned to have their second and third strongest players face off against the two main players of the Swiss U-17 team - Alexander Amadeus and Kulalaga Tasta.
In preparation for this match, the British team members conducted several days of targeted training, and carefully honed their skills from tactical coordination to personal techniques.
However, the Swiss team's lineup was beyond everyone's expectations.
The Swiss team did not send Alexander Amadeus and Kularaja Tasta to play singles as the British team expected, but instead arranged one of them in doubles, and then sent out junior high school players one after another.
This change caught the British team members off guard.
"Go."
Jack Ferdinand had a serious look on his face at this moment, and his eyes revealed a kind of determination and resoluteness.
He looked at the second doubles player who was about to take the court and said word by word, "For Britain!"
The voice was deep and powerful, as if bursting out from his chest, echoing in the air with an irresistible force.
"Yes, Captain."
The two players who were about to play responded immediately.
Although they tried to keep their voices calm, the slightly trembling tone still revealed their inner tension.
They tightened the rackets in their hands, and the rackets seemed to become extremely heavy in their hands, carrying the expectations of the entire British team.
Then, the two of them walked towards the court with firm yet slightly heavy steps.
Before long, both players took their positions on the tennis court.
On the tennis court, the white dividing line clearly divides the field, and the net is like an icy barrier, lying between the players on both sides.
The players faced each other across the net, and the air was filled with a strong smell of gunpowder, as if a fierce battle would be triggered in an instant with just a spark.
"Listen up, you two bastards."
McPherson Curtis, who had just stepped onto the court, shouted fiercely in English at Genichirō Sanada and Akutsu.
His voice was sharp and piercing, echoing in the empty stadium, like the cry of a night owl, making people feel creepy.
"In the next game, I'm going to make you feel a life worse than death. And if you have such a result, you can only blame your captain and your teammates."
As he spoke, he waved the racket in his hand, looking so arrogant as if he was already standing on top of the world.
McPherson Curtis, like most British people, is a middle school student with a very strong physique.
He has broad shoulders and strong arm muscles, which show that he has been exercising for a long time.
His long golden hair fell freely on his shoulders, swaying slightly with his movements.
At this moment, he was like an angry golden lion, exuding a violent aura.
The look in his eyes when he looked at Genichirō Sanada and Akutsu was full of aggression and hatred. It was like two sharp daggers, as if they were going to pierce the bodies of the two people opposite him.
"Ah!"
Akutsu's expression instantly became extremely brutal, his originally bright eyes now seemed to be shrouded in a layer of black mist, brewing an extremely violent murderous intent.
"You are courting death!"
His voice was low and hoarse, coming from the depths of his throat, like a roar coming from the abyss of hell.
If eyes could be turned into weapons and could cause harm to the opponent, I'm afraid McPherson Curtis and Andy Dennis on the opposite side would have been cut into pieces by him long ago.
His body trembled slightly with anger, and his hands were tightly gripping the racket, his knuckles turning white from the force.
"Quick victory!"
Genichirō Sanada on the side seemed much calmer. His expression was stern, like a silent iceberg.
He spoke softly to Akutsu. Although his voice was not loud, it revealed a reassuring power.
Although he did not show the same brutality as Akutsu, his inner anger was quietly burning after hearing the other party's ignorant and provocative words.
His eyes became sharper, and a cold aura emanated from him, as if the air around him was frozen by his coldness.
"Hahahahaha..."
McPherson Curtis burst into laughter as if he had heard the most ridiculous joke in the world.
His laughter was sharp and piercing, echoing over the court and making everyone around him frown.
"I'm looking for death?"
"Kids, let me tell you the truth. We actually repeated three years just to participate in this competition."
"Do you know why? It's because we spent all our study time on practicing tennis."
"To be honest, we didn't expect that the U-17 World Cup would force junior high school players to participate this year."
“This is absolutely fantastic!”
As he spoke, he laughed so hard that he fell backwards. The muscles on his face were twisted together due to excessive laughter, and there was a hint of sarcastic smile at the corners of his mouth.
However, the next moment, his expression suddenly turned extremely cold, like frost in the cold winter.
That face full of aggression and tyranny seemed to be wearing a hideous mask.
He stared at Genichirō Sanada and Akutsu opposite him, with murderous intent flashing in his eyes, as if he wanted to kill them both.
His body leaned forward slightly, his feet firmly on the ground, like a cheetah about to pounce on its prey, ready to attack at any time.
Just then, "McPherson Curtis, stop the fucking bullshit."
Andy Dennis, standing aside, had a calm look on his face and a voice as cold as the wind coming out of an ice cellar.
He said this coldly, his voice seemed to penetrate people's souls and make people shudder.
Compared to McPherson Curtis's brutality, Andy Dennis's voice is like the devil's whisper in his ear. Although it is not as aggressive, it has a creepy chill.
His eyes were cold, as if he was indifferent to everything around him, and he just watched the situation in front of him quietly.
It is worth mentioning that at this moment, the players on both sides have some similarities in some aspects.
But in this tense and fierce competition atmosphere, no one has the time to pay attention to these similarities.
Everyone's eyes were focused on the court, waiting for the game to officially begin.