SEC #295 - Finals begins
#295 - Finals begins
Rod Laver Arena.
At this moment.
The teams have not yet entered the arena, but the entire stadium is already filled with spectators.
"Japan!"
"Japan!"
"Spain!"
"Spain!"
The audience is constantly cheering for the names of the two teams.
On the other side of the stands, the staff has specially designated an area for the participating teams.
Many of the teams that participated before are in this area, and they have all arrived at this time.
They also hope to witness the birth of a new champion in the U-17 World Cup.
"My dear, you will support the Japanese team with me, won't you?"
Camus said to his racket, "Although this is not something that needs to be done for the revolution, we should show our support for them."
"Camus, even so."
Reinhardt said with a gentle expression, "I'm still a little worried about this match."
Hearing this, the other teams looked at Reinhardt.
"You guys were the ones who played the last match against the Spanish team, right, Reinhardt?"
Amadeus said lightly.
"That's right."
Reinhardt narrowed his eyes and said, "The Spanish team is a bit too dangerous."
Although they knew that the two teams had played a match before.
However, they didn't know the specific details.
They only knew that the Spanish team had shut out the American team 3-0.
Although this result was shocking at the time.
However, the news that the Japanese team had defeated the German team immediately drowned out this news.
As a result, very few people knew about this result.
"Medano Le, he..."
Reinhardt said with a solemn expression, "No, their entire team is very dangerous."
"The strength of each player is at least like Camus and Amadeus."
"Each?"
Fitzgerald couldn't help but ask.
"Everyone."
Reinhardt nodded and said, "And their skills are also very dangerous."
"I called a timeout during Aubando's match, and in the match I played, all the skills were unusable."
Hearing this, everyone's expression changed.
The American team.
At least a top ten team in the U-17.
No matter what, they are world-class in strength.
However, when facing the Spanish team, they didn't have any power to fight back.
What's more.
It is very bad news that skills cannot be used on the court.
"But they are the Japanese team."
Noah said at this time, "There is also the Child of God, there must be a way to win."
"Noah has already said that."
Georgia also said lightly, "Let's just assume that they can win."
"That's right."
Reinhardt said with a faint smile, "The Japanese team can definitely do what our American team can't."
Hearing this, everyone nodded.
"My dear, did you see that?"
Camus said with a glimmer of light in his eyes, "The person who will start the world revolution has appeared.
"It turns out he has always been by my side."
At the same time.
"The U-17 World Cup, the final is about to begin, please welcome the two teams to the stage!"
"First, let us welcome the Spanish team!"
The host said passionately.
"Spanish team!"
"Spanish team!"
"Spanish team!"
The cheers and applause of the audience immediately appeared.
Under the spotlight.
The Spanish team, led by Medano Le, walked towards the court.
Medano Le has shoulder-length hair, a faint smile on his face, and his eyes make it impossible to see what he is thinking.
Behind him.
Seven players wearing black cloaks and masks with the Spanish flag.
"Really mysterious."
"The Spanish players are still making such a mysterious appearance."
"Until now, I haven't even seen all the members of the Spanish team."
"Me too."
Although the Spanish team is very mysterious, it does not affect the audience's love for Spain, and these discussions do not have a hint of questioning.
After that.
Spain returned to the waiting area.
"Next! Let us welcome! The Japanese team!!!!!!"
The host shouted the name of the team with the loudest voice.
Suddenly.
"Whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa!!!"
"Japanese team!"
"Japanese team!"
"Japanese team!"
The cheers and applause of the audience turned into a sea of sound, wave after wave, and the sound became higher and higher. Each cheer seemed to overturn the entire stadium.
At this time.
The two teams, led by Yukimura and Byodoin Houou, walked towards the court.
"Child of God!"
"Byodoin Houou!"
"Niou Masaharu!"
"Oni Jujiro!"
At this moment, the audience began to cheer the names of the players one by one.
I don't know who started it.
What's even more unexpected is that the names of all the members of the Japanese team were called out one by one.
At this time, the host didn't ask Spain to go down as before.
Instead, he shouted the names of the Japanese players loudly into the microphone along with the children.
"Being called by name is a bit embarrassing."
Kirehara Akaya said a little shyly.
"Listen! They called my name!"
Kintaro Toyama shouted loudly.
"Grandma! You should have heard it!"
Kintaro Toyama thought to himself.
"Don't be careless! If you are proud because of this little thing."
Genichiro Sanada looked at Kirehara Akaya seriously and said, "How can I hand over Rikkai to you in the future!"
"Yes! Vice Captain!"
Hearing this, Kirehara Akaya also became serious.
"It seems like this game."
Yukimura said with a faint smile on his face, "We can't lose no matter what."
Everyone looked at the cheering audience in the stadium and nodded.
Then, after the last name was read.
The host asked the Japanese team to return to the waiting area.
"The match will start in three minutes, please prepare the players for Doubles Two!"
As the referee's voice sounded.
The audience cheered again.
"This time the opponent is unknown!"
Nyudo Mifune said lightly, "Taneshima, Ryoga."
"Oh? Is it my turn!"
Ryoga Echizen walked out of the team with a smile on his face.
"The meaning of the opponent's position is, old man, you know what I want to do, right?"
Ryoga Echizen's smile disappeared from his face as he looked at Nyudo Mifune.
"Yes."
Nyudo Mifune nodded.
"Is that so."
Ryoga Echizen's smile returned to his face and said, "Then please take care of me, Taneshima."
"Not at all."
Shuji Taneshima shrugged and said, "This match depends on you.
The two haven't played yet.
But when everyone looked at these two, their eyelids twitched unnaturally.
Because these two people are completely unpredictable.
When the two walked towards the court.
"Japanese team!"
"Japanese team!"
"Japanese team!"
The cheers and applause of the audience quickly appeared.
At this time.
In the Spanish team.
Two players slowly walked out of the team.
No one in the team spoke during the whole process.
Then.
The two walked directly to the court.
"Spanish team!"
"Spanish team!"
The audience cheered.
Court.
In front of the net.
The four looked at each other.
At this moment, the two Spanish players took off their cloaks and masks, revealing their true faces.
"The Taros brothers!"
Byodoin Houou said in a deep voice.
Hearing this, everyone's expression changed.
Who are the Taros brothers?