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

Chapter 525 Kirihara Akaya vs. Shu



Chapter 525 Kirihara Akaya vs. Shu

About half an hour passed.

The hustle and bustle of London's streets remains as lively as ever, and the constant flow of traffic never stops.

The Swiss U-17 team and Xiu's group finally arrived at the hotel where the Swiss team was staying.

The hotel is located in a bustling area of ​​the city, surrounded by tall buildings, with heavy traffic and pedestrians on the streets.

The hotel's exterior walls are made of smooth marble, which emits a soft and noble luster under the sunlight.

The tall arched door shows a unique European style. Exquisite potted plants are placed on both sides of the door, and the lush green plants add a bit of vitality to the hotel.

Initially, everyone's itinerary was to go to the main stadium.

Beichuan already had a plan in mind. He wanted to take the team members to inspect the competition venue in the afternoon.

He knows very well that familiarizing himself with the competition environment in advance is crucial for the upcoming intense competition, which can make the players more calm and less nervous during the competition.

However, a series of incidents that occurred at the tennis stadium disrupted the originally orderly plan.

Looking at the schedule again, there are still a few days before the official competition.

After careful consideration, everyone unanimously decided to complete the long-arranged game with Xiu first, and then devote themselves to the preparations for the competition.

"Wow, it's worthy of being the HERO Tennis Club, one of the top three largest tennis clubs in the world!"

Xiu looked up at the hotel in front of him and couldn't help but exclaim in amazement.

He had been in London for a long time and thought he was accustomed to the prosperity and luxury of this city.

But the sight of this nearly empty hotel, completely booked by the HERO Club, still stirred a wave of emotion in his heart. His eyes were filled with shock and emotion. "To be able to book the most luxurious hotel in London, this strength is truly impressive!"

"Let's start quickly and finish quickly."

Before Kitagawa and the others could speak, Kirihara Akaya spoke first with a proud look on his face and a hint of urgency in his tone.

At this moment, he was holding the racket tightly in his hand, as if it was a sharp blade that he was about to charge into battle. His whole body exuded an eagerness to try, and his feet kept jumping slightly on the ground, as if he couldn't wait to rush to the battlefield.

"You mean a quick resolution?"

Niou Masaharu raised his eyebrows slightly, with a faint smile on his lips, and gave a gentle reminder at the right time.

"Senior Niou~~~"

Kirihara Aka also stretched out his voice and shouted in a drawling tone, while stretching his body. His movements were as exaggerated as a lazy cat, with his arms raised high, his body leaning back, and a "hissing" sound coming from his mouth.

"I don't care about these little fingers when I achieve great things."

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, the air around them seemed to freeze instantly, and everyone was left in a state of confusion by his inexplicable expression.

Genichirō Sanada was full of helplessness and sighed heavily. He raised his hand to support his forehead and felt quite troubled by Kirihara Akaya's "off-topic" behavior.

He thought that this impatient teammate had finally come to his senses, but it turned out to be a false alarm. His face was full of disappointment and helplessness.

Xiu's gaze fell on Beichuan at this time, and he couldn't help but look at him a few more times.

There was a hint of doubt in his eyes, as if silently asking: Captain Beichuan, are you sure this guy can defeat me?

Beichuan felt Xiu's gaze, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, a faint smile appeared on his face, and he spoke softly and slowly.

"Since we have already made an agreement, it will not be changed at the last minute. I hope you can fulfill your promise later."

His voice was calm and firm, like the undercurrent surging beneath the calm surface of a lake, carrying an unquestionable confidence.

As he spoke, he raised his chin slightly, his eyes showing determination.

After listening to Beichuan's words, Xiu didn't say anything more, just nodded silently, then turned around and walked towards the court with steady and powerful steps.

Each step he took was firm, as if announcing to everyone his full confidence in the game. His figure was upright and confident, and his steps did not hesitate at all.

"Hey! This guy is so arrogant, he actually looks down on me, the Swiss ace!"

Kirihara Akaya stared at Xiu's departing back, and the anger in his heart suddenly rose up. He snorted coldly with an unhappy look on his face.

His hands were clenched tightly into fists, his knuckles turning white from the exertion. He gripped the racket even tighter, as if he was going to crush it in the next second, and he kept muttering, "You'll see what happens to this guy soon!"

"If you lose, you'll go to hell!"

Akutsu, who was standing next to Kirihara Akaya, had a cold gaze, like a deep pool in the cold night, and uttered these words coldly.

Kirihara Akaya was reflected in his unruly eyes. In his eyes, Kirihara Akaya at this moment was like a lamb to be slaughtered, with no power to resist. He tilted his head slightly with a sarcastic smile on the corner of his mouth.

"..."

Upon hearing this, Kirihara Akaya's body trembled violently and he shuddered involuntarily.

He swallowed, a dry sound coming from his throat, and without saying a word, he quickly picked up his racket and ran towards the court.

His steps were hurried and frantic, as if a ferocious beast was chasing him from behind. He kept muttering to himself as he ran, "Why is this guy so scary?"

Kitagawa and others looked at Akutsu, smiled at each other, understood each other tacitly, and didn't say anything more.

This hotel is already very high-end, and every tennis court is equipped with professional referees.

In this way, the Swiss U-17 team does not need to arrange additional personnel to act as temporary referees, and everything seems to be in order.

The referees wore uniform referee uniforms, white tops and black pants, which made them look particularly energetic.

They held brand new referee manuals in their hands, which detailed the rules and procedures of the game, and everyone had a serious and earnest expression on their face.

Let’s put aside the things happening outside the venue for now.

As Kirihara Akaya and Xiu both stepped onto the tennis court, the referee on the podium stood straight, wearing a neat referee uniform, like a fair judge.

His eyes were sharp as he scanned the two players on the field intently, and the referee whistle in his hand gleamed with metallic luster in the sunlight.

He started guessing who would be the first to go without hesitation.

His movements were skillful and smooth, done in one go, showing his professionalism. He first tossed the coin in his hand high up, and the coin spun rapidly in the air, reflecting the sunlight.

Then it landed firmly in his hand. He quickly checked the heads and tails of the coin and announced loudly, "Kiriya Kirihara serves. Match begins!"

Covered by majestic flames, the flames were like a raging sea of ​​fire, ready to devour everything.

Layer upon layer of wind and waves, accompanied by raging fire, seemed to be piercing through the sky and earth.

The endless gale grew stronger and stronger, rushing towards the opposite side.

The next moment, the tennis ball slammed down to the ground with a deafening sound, like a nuclear explosion.

The red soil on the court was lifted several feet high, forming a huge pit. Cracks appeared on the surrounding ground, as if it was torn apart by this powerful force.


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