Chapter 301 The Unbelievable Starting Lineup

"We won!"
"That young man actually defeated the main player of the French team, Camus!"
"Unbelievable! It's simply too unbelievable!"
"How did he do it at all!"
"It's amazing! Really amazing!"
The long-suppressed cheers at the scene finally erupted in an instant, and the huge boiling sound almost overturned the roof of the stadium. Every spectator looked at the calm and composed Tomonori Bandou on the field with fervent admiration.
At this moment, in the rest area of the French team, all members looked at each other, apparently finding it difficult to accept the result. However, due to Banada Soushi's extraordinary strength, they could not find a rebuttal for the time being, and could only sit there at a loss.
After a long time, the French player who kept his airport hair sighed and said, "That guy is able to draw scenery that I can't even imagine. I am truly impressed and in awe."
He was one of the doubles players who previously played against Masurishuzaburo and Yan Lian'er. His tennis feature is that he can draw different styles of paintings in the air with his racket, and hit tennis balls that match his style of painting. For example, if he draws the famous landmark of Solomon, his defensive power will be greatly improved.
However, even with such amazing abilities, after watching Tomonosuke Bandai's competition, I can't help but feel inferior.
"Perhaps, this is the difference between depicting and creating."
He was a bit excited, a bit down, and had complex thoughts in his tone.
The other team members didn't have such complex mental activities as him. After reluctantly accepting Camus's failure, they began to think that they must win the next game no matter what!
Because of Mitsuda Sōshi, the French team has been forced to the edge of the cliff.
On the field, Camus retracted his wandering thoughts and woke up from the beautiful and magnificent goal just now, seeing Mitsuda Sōshi smiling and looking at him at the net.
The competition, it's already over.
At this point, Camus' sharp and contending demeanor, which was filled with a sense of struggle, gradually receded, and a gentle and watery smile reappeared on his face. However, this time, there was a slightly bitter meaning to it.
Walking up to Banata Soji, he said with grace, "Congratulations, you are much more formidable than I imagined."
Banata Soji modestly smiled.
"You are just as strong as I imagined."
After gently shaking hands, the two of them left separately. However, the brief exchange couldn't stop the mutual appreciation and the resonance between two strong individuals.
Camus returned to the rest area of the French team, facing everyone with an apologetic and sincere tone, saying, "Sorry, I lost!"
"Don't worry about it!"
"Played very brilliantly, didn't I."
"No wonder it's Camus."
Members of the French team expressed to Camus not to take it to heart, just as Camus was about to say something, a figure suddenly rushed out from behind him.
“嘿嘿，接下来交给我吧，队长。”
看着一副蒙面忍者打扮的队友，加缪深知这是法国队中实力仅次于自己的伙伴，澹笑着点了点头。
"You go out there, I'll rest assured."
"Hehe! Then I'll go on, captain!"
A confident smile flashed in the eyes of the masked ninja, and then he walked slowly onto the field.
Camus also sat down with his racket in hand at this time, watching the figure of the person walking onto the field, with a hint of worry between his eyebrows.
She whispered to her racket, "Why is my heart always so uneasy, my love."
On the other side!
General Manager Banba walked towards the rest area at a slow pace, looking at the next player who had already walked to the edge of the court, and smiled slightly.
“Don't lose!”
“Ha! I won't lose! Don't worry, So-si!”
Yamayama Kintarou showed a determined smile.
“I feel like my whole body's blood is boiling now.”
As he passed by Kintaro from Afar Mountain, he felt the majestic and vigorous momentum, and a hint of a smile appeared at Totsuji’s mouth.
It's already burning, Kintaro.
As the winner of the competition, even when leaving the field, Banda Soushi never fails to attract the attention of the audience at all times. And then, when the audience noticed that the person who replaced Banda Soushi on the field was someone of similar height and age to him, they couldn't help but be stunned again.
What is the Neon team up to again!
Other teams are doing their best to minimize the appearance of junior high school students within the rules, and this is already the quarterfinals. The winner can become part of the final four, you know, the world's top four.
In such a crucial match, the Neon team actually sent middle school students to the field for four consecutive games. Including Yamayama Kintaro, four of the seven players are middle school students.
No matter what they think, they feel that the importance of the position of Yuan Shan Jintaro should be filled by a high school student with strong strength.
Are the current junior high school students so rebellious, with more extensive combat experience and stronger strength than high school students?
The French team also noticed Yuuyama Kintaro who played in the previous match, and everyone squinted their eyes.
"Is another junior high student playing on the court?"
"Neon really has some nerve."
"Are they trying to conserve their strength for the next match? Looks like we've underestimated them."
"This game won't go their way!"
It can be said that just with his appearance, Furuyama Jintaro easily became the center of attention for everyone in the audience. It's as if there are endless enigmas waiting for them to explore on him.
At this point, General Manager Bandou has returned to the rest area.
"Good job!"
"Hmm, thanks."
After thanking Nishitani Zhouzhuo, who handed him a towel, Bandou replenishes his fluids while his eyes are fixed on the court.
Butsuji Shuzo stood on the side chatting casually with him.
"How come, it seems like you didn't expect that Mifune Dojo would send Kintaro to the field?"
"Well, I did think about it, I just felt the possibility was unlikely."
Hosoda Soushi put down the water bottle and smiled calmly.
"Under normal circumstances, after three consecutive junior high school student players have played, the normal train of thought would be to send in a high school student player. I can only say that the coach's thinking is indeed a bit unexpected for me."
Shuzo Inui nodded.
"Yeah, exactly. At first when I saw it, I didn't really feel anything, but once the match started, I suddenly felt like if Jintaro were to come on at this moment, there would be a little bit of...”
“突兀是吧。”
伴田总司笑着接过话茬，随后放松身体，靠在身后的墙壁上，漫不经心的说道：“无所谓了，反正比我们更加难以理解的一定是对手才对，至于比赛，只要赢下来就好。”
“Yes, as long as we win the game.”
Echizen Ryoma nodded in agreement with Shuichiro Oishi.
“You seem to have a lot of faith in Kintaro.”
“Oh, definitely.”
Mr. Bandō Tōsuke should have admitted, quietly opened his eyes, and looked at the field with a spirited, bold, and fighting spirit, Yamasan Kintarō, and said with a smile, "Senior Fuji, the potential in Kintarō is far more amazing than what we have seen!"
Hearing Banri Yowarai's words, Shusuke Fuji's expression slightly stiffened, and then he nodded softly.
"Hmm, I will wait and see!"