SFS Chapter 640: Round 2 ends, round 3 begins, the opponent lighting a lamp in the pit
Chapter 640: Round 2 ends, round 3 begins, the opponent lighting a lamp in the pit
Outside the stadium.
Kulalaga Tasta walked leisurely towards the direction where Kitagawa and others were.
He put his hands behind his head, humming a tuneless tune as he walked, with a relaxed and comfortable smile on his face.
"Captain Beichuan, you won't blame me for being lazy, right? After all, I have no choice."
He walked up to Beichuan, his tone was a bit teasing, but there was a barely perceptible cunning glint in his eyes.
Beichuan sighed helplessly and shook his head slightly. His eyes showed both helplessness and a hint of blame towards Kulalaga Tasta's behavior.
"Although that's true, Senior Amadeus is the former captain after all. Isn't it a bit too much for you to tease him like this, Senior Tasta?"
Beichuan's voice was full of helplessness. He knew Kulalaga Tasta's strength and character very well, but he still felt that his actions this time were inappropriate.
Kulalaga Tasta spread his hands and put on a helpless expression on his face. His exaggerated demeanor made people laugh.
"There's nothing I can do. With real weapons, I can't beat this guy."
"But if I use my mental strength, I'm afraid I'll make him stupid."
"The most important thing is that Amadeus has become a sinister guy now. I'm really afraid that he will destroy me and me together."
He spoke very quickly, and his words were half-truths and half-false, making it difficult to tell whether he was joking or serious.
After hearing this, Beichuan was speechless for a moment.
He already knew that the players of the Swiss U-17 team were all very strong and had different personalities, but Kulalaga Tasta's performance still exceeded his imagination.
With super high intelligence, terrifying mental strength, and excellent endurance and agility, such strength will not be at a disadvantage even when facing power-type players.
After a while, Alexander Amadeus, looking constipated, came stumbling over.
His steps were unsteady, his face was full of fatigue and annoyance, and his eyes still showed the resentment of being fooled.
Every step he took seemed to be in great pain, as if all his strength had been drained from him.
Looking at Alexander Amadeus's expression, everyone understood that he had realized belatedly that he had been severely fooled by Kulalaga Tasta.
"Let's go, this match between the two of you is the last one."
"The others should be waiting for us at the usual place."
Beichuan shook his head helplessly and said softly.
Afterwards, the Swiss U-17 team headed towards the five-star hotel, marking the official end of the second round of the Sydney Cup Professional Challenge.
As Brand had expected, the number of participants in the Swiss U-17 team was once again sharply reduced.
In the fierce competition, only four people, Kitagawa, Alexander Amadeus, Byodoin Phoenix and Akutsu, successfully advanced.
When Yukimura Seiichi was battling Akutsu, he chose to give up for the sake of the overall situation;
Kulalaja Tasta played a trick on Alexander Amadeus in his duel and then left the scene in style;
As for the other team members, most of them were unlucky enough to encounter strong professional players and unfortunately lost.
The next day, the third round of the Sydney Cup Professional Challenge kicked off.
The atmosphere on the field became increasingly tense, and the number of contestants dropped sharply from 64 yesterday to 32.
According to the previously stipulated rules, 32 players will start the final round-robin match on 8 courts.
This match can be regarded as the most intense competition before the main competition, because after today's round-robin match, 16 players will advance to the finals.
These players will compete for the championship, runner-up, third place and fourth place on the last day of the Sydney Cup Professional Challenge.
It is worth mentioning that in the third round of the round-robin, Beichuan still did not meet any familiar faces, such as the powerful Byodoin Phoenix, the thoughtful Alexander Amadeus, or the coach of the Argentina U-17 team Lu Jingwu.
However, even if they do not encounter familiar opponents, the remaining players should not be underestimated. Their strength is no less than professional level. It can be said that the players who remain in the competition are basically the best among professional players.
At this moment.
On the No. 3 court, the sun shines brightly on the court, creating a dazzling glow.
Beichuan and his opponent slowly walked onto the court.
This time, Kitagawa's opponent is named Eisenhower Aldridge, a professional-level adult professional player and his first opponent in the third round of the Sydney Cup Professional Challenge.
Eisenhower Aldridge was tall, with tight muscles, and exuded the aura of a mature professional.
He was wearing a black sportswear with the sponsor's logo prominently printed on it.
The moment he saw Beichuan, his eyes instantly became cold, and his gaze was like a sharp blade, stabbing straight at Beichuan.
He narrowed his eyes slightly, a disdainful sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, and then he spoke in a cold voice.
"Little devil, listen to my advice and give up the game right now."
"Although you're called the top rookie of the moment, and although rumors spread that you've reached the master's level, and although you're the captain of the Swiss U-17 national team, nothing can be said without words."
"Tennis ultimately comes down to true skill. Be careful when you go and there's no coming back."
His voice was low and cold, and his words were full of contempt and disdain.
In his opinion, Kitagawa was just an over-hyped first-year junior high school student, a brat still wet behind the ears. How could he possibly possess the strength to surpass the top professional level?
Even though Beichuan had shown impressive strength in the previous rounds of competition, he still stubbornly believed that it was just luck and that it was a false image of a strong man deliberately created by others.
Actually, it's no wonder he had such thoughts. In the history of tennis, for a first-year junior high school student to reach professional level was already an extremely terrifying thing, let alone surpass the level of top professionals.
Even the once famous samurai Echizen Nanjiro did not possess the strength above the professional level during his junior high school years.
That is why Eisenhower Aldrich looked down on Kitagawa so much and made such arrogant remarks.
After hearing this, Beichuan rolled his eyes, his face full of disgust.
He folded his arms across his chest, straightened his back, and met Eisenhower Aldrich's gaze with a determined look.
Although he is still young, the strength he showed in the first three rounds is at least at professional level.
Even if the guy in front of him didn't believe that he had the strength to surpass the top professional level, it was undoubtedly a foolish act to underestimate the opponent in a battle of the same level.
In Kitagawa's opinion, Eisenhower Aldridge is a self-righteous and conceited guy. Even if he had not met himself, with his mentality, it would be difficult for him to advance to the finals. To put it bluntly, he is just a loser.
However, Beichuan was not angered by the other party's words. On the contrary, his heart became calmer.
He knew that on the field, strength was the best response.
He moved his wrist slightly, tightened his grip on the racket, and a sharp light flashed in his eyes.