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

Chapter 588: The Rookie Competition Begins, Old Rival Onigiro Joins the Competition

And at this time.

The Swiss U-17 team also came to the various fields of the stadium, ready to start their first round of qualifiers.

They walked with firm steps, their eyes revealed confidence and determination, and the rackets held tightly in their hands seemed like the weapons they were about to take to the battlefield.

In fact, the qualifiers for the Sydney Cup Professional Challenge only last until dusk tonight.

However, the players need to win three consecutive games within this day to advance to the main competition.

This is undoubtedly a huge challenge for every contestant, which not only tests their physical strength, but also their perseverance and psychological quality.

The next moment, a clear and loud voice rang out from the broadcasting station inside the Sydney Stadium: "Group A1. Sydney Cup Professional Challenge, first round of qualifying. Kitagawa and Tracy Cedric, proceed to the Group A1 court immediately."

The sound was like a horn, echoing in the stadium and reaching every corner.

After hearing this voice, a faint smile appeared on Beichuan's originally calm face. He reached out and picked up his racket. His movements were calm and elegant, as if everything around him had nothing to do with him.

He walked towards the designated court with light steps, and every step seemed so firm and confident.

As for the others, they have been dispersed into various groups.

Fortunately, the players of the Swiss U-17 team were not in the same group, and they had not even met a single familiar face until now.

However, things are a little different at Byodoin Phoenix.

At this moment, his expression was extremely solemn, like a volcano about to erupt. Although he seemed calm on the surface, his heart was actually surging.

His eyes flashed with a strong fighting spirit, as if two raging fires were burning in them, and he couldn't wait to devour his opponent.

Not far from him was an extremely familiar face.

This person had dark red medium-short hair and looked rather casual. His face was extremely sloppy, as if it was randomly sketched.

He was exceptionally strong, with muscles bulging like steel, giving him an air of indestructibility.

Coupled with the expression on his face, it instantly gives people an extremely terrifying feeling.

Indistinctly, he looked like a demon from hell appearing on earth, emitting a chilling aura.

"I didn't expect to meet you here..."

Byodoin Phoenix muttered to himself.

In fact, he also discovered the other party at the first moment.

And this person is none other than Onijujiro, who had once troubled Byodoin Phoenix a long time ago.

Obviously, the Neon U-17 training camp also wants to use this to train its internal personnel.

It’s just because most of the players in the training camp are not very strong, and even many junior high school players need these high school players to assist in training.

So after careful consideration, we only arranged for Kijuro to come here to participate in the Sydney Cup Professional Challenge.

The next moment, as if feeling the scorching gaze of the Byodoin Phoenix, Onijūjiro slowly turned his head and looked at him.

For a moment, the two of them seemed to have two powerful and strong fighting spirits rising up. The fighting spirits were like materialized waves, colliding and intertwining with each other in the air, making bursts of silent roars.

The air around seemed to be distorted by this powerful fighting spirit, making people feel an invisible pressure.

Then, a referee shouted, "Group E1. Sydney Cup Pro Challenge, first round of qualifying. Byodoin Phoenix and Nehemiah Dennis proceed to their respective courts."

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"Player Oni Jujiro and Player Humphrey Clare Latin will proceed to their respective courts."

After these words fell, the eyes of the Byodoin Phoenix flickered a few times. Its gaze was like the twinkling stars in the night sky, deep and mysterious.

With his eyes as clear as water, he walked towards the stadium where he would have his first round of qualifying matches.

His heart was filled with fighting spirit as he murmured.

"That's really interesting~"

"I never thought you would come here."

"But I can take this opportunity to have another good fight with you and see who has grown more between us!"

He gripped the racket with a little force, his knuckles turning white from the exertion, as if announcing his determination to his upcoming opponent.

He is at a professional level, and it is no exaggeration to say that he can perform at 150% at this moment.

And the first player who faces him will probably suffer as a result.

Let’s not talk about this side for now. After Kitagawa and Tracy Cedric on the opposite side walked to the corresponding courts, the two looked at each other across the grid.

The Australian local player Tracy Cedric on the opposite side frowned slightly after seeing Beichuan's young face. His brows were wrinkled like a small mountain, and his eyes were full of disdain.

Then, he began to mock Beichuan with great disdain.

"Haha... I knew there would be a lot of noobs participating in the Sydney Cup Pro Challenge, but I really didn't expect such a greenhorn middle school kid to even participate. He's really overestimating himself!"

At this moment, he looked at Beichuan's young face, and the contempt in his heart became more and more serious, as if Beichuan was just an insignificant little character in his eyes.

But when he looked at Beichuan, who was smiling gently across from him, he felt an indescribable sense of familiarity.

That familiar feeling was like a thin silk thread, entwined in his heart, making him feel vaguely uneasy.

But now he was already on the court and had no time to think about anything else.

Even if the person opposite him was just a high school kid, he would not want to think about more things because of that weak illusion.

At that moment, an arrogant and disdainful expression appeared on his face. He grinned and shouted, "Little brat! I advise you to surrender quickly, otherwise you will be beaten by the tennis ball and cry for your mother."

Tracy Cedric's sarcasm was full of intensity, and his voice was sharp and piercing, as if it could cut through the hot air.

At this moment, he had no idea how powerful a junior high school kid could be.

In fact, there are actually too many junior high school players in the Sydney Cup Professional Challenge, as numerous as stars, and Beichuan is just like an extremely inconspicuous one among them, and is completely unremarkable in his eyes.

After hearing the other party's words, the gentle smile on Beichuan's face became more intense. That smile was like the warm sunshine in spring, warm and soft.

He didn't say much, just shook his head slightly, and then walked straight to his seat.

His steps were still so calm, as if the other party's ridicule was just an insignificant breeze to him.

"Arrogant and ignorant brat!"

Tracy Cedric felt a little unhappy when he saw that Beichuan was completely ignoring him.

His face turned gloomy, like the sky before a storm, and then he revealed a sinister smile.

Although he is just an amateur player, neither a professional player nor one of those who are passionate about tennis.

He is just one of those guys who makes a living by participating in rookie competitions like the Sydney Cup Professional Challenge. Even if he can't get first, second or third place, he can still get some prize money.

This also explains why he did not recognize Beichuan at first. In his eyes, Beichuan was just an ordinary contestant among many contestants.