PDLP Chapter 692: The original Swiss team doubles, the Swiss treasure to the genius nobleman
Chapter 692: The original Swiss team doubles, the Swiss treasure to the genius nobleman
Let’s not talk about this for now.
Just at this time--
"The second doubles match of the U-17 World Cup between the Swiss U-17 team and the Free State U-17 team."
"Players from both sides please take their positions."
The referee's voice spread throughout the stadium through the loudspeaker, echoing in the air like an order, focusing everyone's attention back on the red soil.
Immediately afterwards, the giant screen inside Citi Field displayed the basic information of the corresponding players:
[Liberty State U-17 team doubles players: Alan Hopkins (junior high school student) and Rocky Melody (sophomore high school student).]
[Swiss U-17 team doubles players: Peter Lambiel (first year of high school) and Henri Noble III (first year of junior high school).]
This time, the Free State U-17 team clearly took a defensive stance.
They did not put all the junior high school players in doubles, but chose to use two senior players as the main players in the first doubles match to ensure at least one victory.
Although the best solution is to prioritize meeting the current requirement of having at least three junior high school players on the field in the U-17 World Cup, if we lose another doubles match, the pressure of the third game will be absolutely terrifying.
After all, the Swiss U-17 team has Kitagawa, a master-level player whose skills surpass those of the professional level.
Let’s not talk about this for now.
As the players from both teams arrived at the court, Peter Lambiel and Henry Noble III smiled their signature gentle smiles.
The former is like a gentle scholar, wearing a neat uniform, with his hair meticulously combed back, and his every move exudes aristocratic elegance;
The latter is like a talented nobleman who was born to live under the spotlight. Even if he just stands there, he can attract countless eyes, as if he was born for the stage.
In short, their overall feeling is the illusion of being "easy to bully" - young, immature, and even a little too "cute".
"Ha ha……"
"The Swiss U-17 team is really arrogant."
"Two contestants who look like just pretty faces, and one of them is a junior high school student, haha..."
"The two of you must protect yourselves from now on, lest your faces get hurt."
Although Alan Hopkins looked relatively calm, his eyes were extremely cautious and solemn.
After all, the strength displayed by the Swiss U-17 team in the just-concluded doubles match was truly surprising.
But even so, this guy still looks down on players from outside the Free Country from the bottom of his heart.
Even though these players are local members of the Swiss U-17 team, and even though the Swiss U-17 team is one of the Big 4 in the U-17 World Cup, in his opinion, they are just "paper tigers".
"Yeah, thanks for the reminder."
"It seems you are one of us, and you understand how important face is to others."
Immediately afterwards, Henry Nobel III revealed a gentle smile and nodded repeatedly.
His voice was clear and pleasant, like a spring breeze, and his tone was innocent and serious, as if Alan Hopkins had really hit the nail on the head about his worries.
As for Peter Lambiel, he looked dull and shy, and nodded slightly, as if he was really flattered by the other party's "concern".
"Ha ha……"
Alan Hopkins chuckled and said nothing more, but in his heart he gradually began to feel more and more contempt and disdain for the two people in front of him.
[How could you listen to your opponent's advice so easily? ]
[What a pair of idiots...]
next moment--
"The second doubles match of the U-17 World Cup between the Swiss U-17 team and the Free State U-17 team."
"The Swiss U-17 team serves."
"Game start!"
The referee on the podium blew the whistle in his hand.
Then, Pete Lambiel started hitting the tennis ball.
boom!
boom!
boom!
He first gently tossed the ball up and caught it, repeating this several times, as if testing the feel of his hand, or as if brewing some emotion.
Suddenly, he raised his head with a gentle smile on his face, and his bright eyes reflected Alan Hopkins and Rocky Melody opposite him.
call out! ! !
He threw the tennis ball into the air, where it spun and cut through the air.
Then he leaped forward and swung his racket with all his might, his movements flowing smoothly as if he had practiced them countless times.
A perfect serve.
boom!
The tennis ball turned into a stream of light and flew straight towards the opposite baseline.
There is no doubt that Pete Lambiel simply demonstrated an extremely standard basic serve.
There was neither dazzling skill nor explosive speed, it was just an opening serve that couldn't be more ordinary.
Seeing this scene, Alan Hopkins hummed softly, and almost in the blink of an eye, he rushed towards the place where the tennis ball landed.
chi chi...
He stopped steadily with a foot brake and then let out a confident growl:
“Slavery!!!”
As the racket and the tennis ball collided, the contempt in this guy's eyes increased even more.
boom!
In an instant, the tennis ball was like a scalpel, instantly piercing through the entire court.
There was a vague feeling as if something invisible had been seized.
Of course, only a few top players in the entire Citi Field noticed this.
More viewers can only see the speed of the ball.
Yes, this ball was extremely fast.
Almost in an instant, he appeared on the opposite court.
boom! ! !
0-15!
The Free State U-17 team scored.
"Um?!"
Pete Lambiel looked at the tennis ball that went out of bounds behind him, his eyes slightly stunned.
Amidst the reflection of his glasses, his micro-expressions revealed a slight sense of unwillingness to admit defeat.
He murmured softly, "It seems that the opponent is stronger than I thought..."
But there is another side in this guy's mind:
[This guy…]
【Something's wrong! 】
What did he do?
[Or is this guy's strength limited to this? ]
Although not many spectators supported the Free State U-17 team, Alan Hopkins became elated after hearing what his opponent said.
"Rocky Melody, did you see that?"
"This is a player from the Swiss U-17 team, one of the so-called Big Four of the U-17 World Cup."
"They couldn't even successfully return the ball, which shows how huge the gap is between our free country and Switzerland."
"As for the previous performance, it was entirely because of that Neon kid that we lost."
"Otherwise, we would have easily won two consecutive victories."
At that moment, Alan Hopkins began to preach to Rocky Melody beside him, his tone full of condescending superiority.
"Vice-Captain Hopkins is right!"
"We are indeed too strong!"
Rocky Melody was also infected by Alan Hopkins' attitude. In addition, this guy himself was not particularly outstanding in the Liberty Country U-17 team. It was only because Alan Hopkins did not like those junior high school players from Japan that he was given the opportunity to play.
So even if this guy doesn't agree with what Alan Hopkins said, he will still say a lot of flattery just to please the vice-captain.