flstandardbreds Chapter 579: Pseudo-Master, the Stalking Equality Court
Chapter 579: Pseudo-Master, the Stalking Equality Court
The doctor leaned forward slightly, looking at Beichuan gently and seriously through his exquisite glasses, and spoke slowly, his voice steady and with a hint of inquiry.
"I think the reason you came for a physical examination at this time is probably because you feel something is wrong with your body."
His words echoed in the quiet clinic. Beichuan raised his head, briefly met the doctor's eyes, and nodded slightly in response.
Seeing this, the doctor continued, his tone soothing and calm: "Although, based on the current examination results, there is nothing serious."
He paused, as if considering his next words, "However, I still hope that you can prioritize tempering your inner self."
At this point, the doctor sat up straight, crossed his hands on the table, and his expression became serious. "After all, you have gained such powerful strength at such a young age. In such a situation, it is indeed easy to become complacent and even go astray."
He frowned slightly, his eyes showing worry, as if he had seen too many examples of people who lost their way due to fame at a young age.
"At the same time, with your current pseudo-master-level state, if you were to face a veteran master-level player, you would be easily defeated in one fell swoop."
The doctor sighed softly, feeling helpless about this disparity in strength.
The private doctor looked at Beichuan and spoke earnestly.
Judging from his professional perspective, Beichuan's overall physical condition is good, and all physiological indicators show excellent status.
But he knew that in the field that Beichuan was involved in, which was full of challenges and variables, inner strength was often more important than physical strength.
He was not too worried that Beichuan would have serious physical problems, after all, Brand was always by Beichuan's side.
Brand is a top-level existence above the master level. Even if he did not notice the subtle abnormalities deep in Beichuan's heart for a while, with his rich experience and experience, he would definitely be able to give the most pertinent and valuable advice and guidance.
"Mind?"
Beichuan murmured softly, his eyes falling on the physical examination report in his hand. His voice was as light as the breeze, as if he was asking himself, or looking for answers from the world.
At this moment, the system panel that only he could see suddenly appeared before him without any warning.
Panel Data
Name: Beichuan
Age: 12 years old
Height: 180cm
Weight: XNUM X kg
Physical condition: Excellent
Talent level: Ultimate tennis talent
Ball feel: Absolute ball feel
速度：10.121 力量：10.141 体力：10.088 技巧：10.163 精神力：10.251 心灵：9.87
Skills: A-level skills [Ember Flame, Hyun Tide, Wind Brake, Thunder Slash, Abyss, Heavenly Punishment]; S-level skills [Ember Flame·Amaterasu, Abyss·Tsukuyomi, Hyun Tide·Shinwei, Wind Brake·Shura, Light Strike·Heavenly Punishment]; SS-level skills [Amaterasu, Tsukuyomi, Kamui, Shura, Entei, God Avoidance]; SSS-level skills [Seven Kills]; Special skills [Heart Gang]
Field: Advanced Field [Sunny Day Expedition]
Other-Dimensional Statues: Night Raid, Grave Guardian, Sky Domination, Immortality, Abyss, Endless, Nether Sound
Shinto: Current progress is 90%.
Tennis ability: Professional level
Ability: Immortality (Phoenix of Equal Court)
System function: simulator
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In fact, the reason why Beichuan chose to have a physical examination at this time was because the two items of mental power and tennis strength in the system panel data made him feel that something was wrong.
Judging from his external performance, his strength has now reached the master level, and his performance on the tennis court is enough to amaze everyone.
However, he was still a little short of the system's judging criteria and those veteran masters and above who had been immersed in the field for many years.
After carefully confirming that there were no serious problems with his body, Beichuan let out a long breath and his tense shoulders relaxed.
He knew in his heart that the path he had chosen was a brand new one that no one had ever walked before, and that the road ahead was full of unknown challenges and risks.
If a problem really occurs and you fail to notice and respond in the first time, you will probably face countless difficulties and hardships in the future.
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At around nine o'clock that evening, the Swiss U-17 training camp was shrouded in thick darkness.
The training camp was silent, with only Court No. 7 brightly lit, like a beacon in the dark night.
Above the court, several high-powered lights illuminate the field as bright as day, and the strong light even hurts people's eyes.
A blond teenager was practicing alone on the court. He was wearing a white tennis training suit, which was already soaked with sweat and stuck tightly to his young and energetic body.
His forehead was covered with dense beads of sweat, which slid down his cheeks and dripped onto the ground of the court, instantly wetting a small area.
His eyes were focused and fiery, fixed on the tennis ball that kept bouncing in his hands. Every stroke was full of power, and the sound of the racket hitting the ball echoed in the empty court.
From his slightly tired but still determined movements, it can be seen that he has been practicing here for quite a long time.
That’s right, he is the Byodoin Phoenix who is stranded in the Swiss U-17 training camp.
"Hey!"
A voice filled with obvious dissatisfaction and anger broke the tranquility of the night, "How long are you going to occupy our training camp's court?"
A tall high school player, accompanied by a group of people also wearing training camp uniforms, came to the side of the court in a menacing manner.
This group of people stood there, all holding tennis rackets in their hands, looking as if they were ready to start a fight.
However, despite their tough words, their feet seemed to be nailed to the ground and they never had the courage to step onto the court.
Their eyes showed both indignation at the Byodoin Phoenix's occupation of the stadium and a hint of fear of his powerful strength. The two emotions intertwined together, seeming somewhat contradictory.
"Oh?"
The Phoenix of Byodoin stopped what she was doing, slowly raised her head, and looked coldly at the group of uninvited guests with a pair of eyes as bright as an eagle.
He stood there, his posture upright, like a tyrant king about to awaken, emitting a chilling aura.
"If you want me to leave, it's very simple."
He spoke, his voice deep and powerful, resonating over the stadium like a bell, "Or, have your former captain, Alexander Amadeus, come out and fight me."
He raised his chin slightly, with a disdainful smile on his face, as if to say that Alexander Amadeus was no better than that.
"Or, have your current commander, Beichuan, come out and fight me again."
The next second, a terrifying aura and powerful pressure spread out from him violently, like the strong wind before a storm, making the group of people opposite feel the invisible huge pressure, and they subconsciously took a step back.