allonlinenovel Chapter 815 Australian Open World Cup begins!
Chapter 815 Australian Open World Cup begins!
Chapter 815: Australian Open World Cup begins!
After the matches with Camus and QP, Lin Nan suddenly realized that he still lacked some top-level skills.
Those seemingly simple skills can change his playing style and make him more adept in the game.
He began to reflect on his training methods and tried to find a breakthrough.
Although he is already invincible, he can get new inspiration from players at every stage.
He wanted to reach a higher peak.
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Two weeks passed in the blink of an eye.
Today is the day when the exhibition match draw ceremony begins.
The sun was shining, the sky was blue, and the draw ceremony was filled with a tense and exciting atmosphere.
The huge venue was decorated exceptionally gorgeously, with colorful flags flying and flowers everywhere.
Lin Nan and Amadeus came to the draw ceremony on behalf of the German team.
There was a hint of fatigue in Lin Nan's eyes, and he did not show much interest in the exhibition match.
Not only do you not get any points for winning the game, but you also have to bear the risk of your players getting injured. It's a thankless task.
He followed Amadeus with heavy steps and a cold expression on his face.
Each team needs to walk a long red carpet before entering the draw venue.
The red carpet was lined with reporters and fans, the flashlights in their hands flashing constantly like stars in the night sky.
Reporters held up cameras and kept pressing the shutter, while fans waved flags and banners and shouted the names of their favorite teams and players.
The admission order starts from 32nd place.
The first to enter was Xia Zhiguan's U17 team. Two black men came down, with a hint of nervousness and shyness on their faces.
There were only a few flashing lights, and they stood out among the numerous teams.
They were wearing plain team uniforms, their steps were a little stiff, and there was a hint of uneasiness in their eyes.
As a team participating in the World Championship for the first time, few people knew the members of this team and were not optimistic about them.
Their steps were a little heavy, and their eyes revealed a hint of confusion and helplessness.
They looked at each other, their eyes full of encouragement and comfort, trying to calm themselves down.
Then it was time for the 31st ranked Big Summer Bay to take the court.
This time many reporters took photos. It was not because the two players were strong, but mainly because they were handsome.
They were dressed in fashionable clothes, their hair was neatly groomed, and they had confident smiles on their faces.
They struck various handsome poses on the red carpet, attracting reporters to take photos and fans to scream.
Lin Nan's mouth twitched when he saw this scene backstage.
He really couldn't understand what the Taiwanese players were thinking. A tennis match draw ceremony made them look like interns.
They are comparable to the South Korean boy bands, all of whom rely on their looks to attract attention.
He shook his head in disdain and turned away from them.
At the Tennis World Cup, the lights are bright as if it were daytime, and the air is filled with a complex atmosphere of tension and anticipation.
At this globally watched tennis event, teams including Thailand, South Korea, Alammenoma, India, Croatia, Turkey, South Africa and others stepped onto the red carpet one after another.
Their status in the tennis world is like the faint stars in the night sky. Compared with those shining top teams, they are slightly inferior in both strength and fame.
The reporters at the scene seemed to have little interest in this. Some of them leaned against the railings with fatigue in their eyes.
I mechanically raised my camera and pressed the shutter button at random to record the moment when these teams entered the stadium;
Some gathered in groups of two or three, whispering to each other, and the topic was always about the popular teams that were about to appear.
These teams seem to be just insignificant accompaniments in this tennis feast and are ruthlessly marginalized.
"Next up is Team Sakura, ranked 23rd!"
The host's penetrating voice suddenly rang out, like a huge rock thrown into a calm lake, instantly breaking the slightly dull atmosphere on the scene.
Lin Nan was originally bored and had a wandering look.
Hearing this name was like being struck by an electric current, and my body, which was originally leaning casually on the back of the chair, suddenly sat up straight.
His eyes instantly lit up with excitement, and his gaze was fixed on the red carpet entrance like a torch.
On the red carpet, Byodoin Phoenix took the lead and walked steadily. His posture was as straight as a pine tree, and every step he took was steady and powerful.
As if measuring this glorious land that belongs to him, his snow-white uniform shines brightly under the bright lights.
It's like a tennis god of war descended to earth.
His deep eyes sparkled with innate confidence and dominance, as if everything in the world was under his gaze, and every step he took was accompanied by the rhythm of a king.
It seemed as if he was loudly declaring his absolute dominance to the whole world.
Kijujiro followed closely behind. His face was stern, like an iceberg that had not melted for thousands of years, and he exuded an unfathomable and calm aura.
He clenched his hands slightly, and the restrained and powerful aura revealed between his steps seemed to be silently warning everyone.
His strength is like a giant submarine hidden under the deep sea. Once he launches an attack, it will surely cause huge waves.
And Akutsu Jin, who was walking at the end, although relatively short in stature, had unruly short hair and an unruly temperament.
But it was like a burning flame, particularly eye-catching. He put his hands casually in his pockets.
His steps were brisk and casual with a hint of cynical casualness, and his unyielding spirit seemed ready to erupt at any time.
It seems that there is no opponent in the world that he dares not challenge, even the king of heaven, he dares to compete with him.
“There are still a lot of talented people here.”
Lin Nan sighed inwardly, his eyes full of appreciation and admiration.
He knew very well that the red carpet of the lottery ceremony was not just a simple entrance ceremony.
It is also an excellent stage for U17 teams from various countries to showcase their country’s future hopes for tennis.
Judging from the unique and sharp vision of Nyudo Mifune, Jin Akutsu is undoubtedly a rising star in the tennis sky.
Under Lin Nan's encouragement and subtle influence, Jin Akutsu's strength has already far exceeded the setting in the original work. The talent he has demonstrated has surpassed other players of the same age.
Even the extremely talented Toyama Kintaro pales in comparison to him.
The appearance of the Sakura Country team was like dropping a blockbuster bomb on a calm lake, instantly causing a thousand waves.
Those reporters with a keen sense of smell became instantly alert, like sharks smelling blood.
They raised their cameras like hungry tigers pouncing on their prey, and flashes of light went off one after another.
They are connected into one, like the twinkling stars in the night sky, illuminating the entire scene.
In a series of recent competitions, the Sakura Country team has proved its strength to the world with one exciting and thrilling victory after another.
The seamless teamwork and superb skills they demonstrated on the court made everyone deeply aware of it.
This team has already completed a gorgeous transformation and is no longer the weak team that could be easily bullied and ignored.
For a moment, the audience was talking and whispering, and many people were secretly guessing.
This year's Sakura Country team may become a dark horse in this World Cup, leaving the others far behind on the field and creating their own glorious miracle.
After the Sakura Country team left the field, the Swedish team walked onto the red carpet. Lin Nan looked at those unfamiliar faces and couldn't help but feel a little emotional.
These contestants tried their best to show their talents and leave their own marks on this star-studded stage.
But compared with those star players and strong teams, they are like dim candlelight, appearing so insignificant under the dazzling sunlight.
Lin Nan thought to himself that these people would probably only be able to act as passing visitors in the subsequent plots and become the background board in the glorious journey of the protagonists.
There won’t be too many standout scenes.
Looking back at previous national competitions and the World Cup, he discovered an interesting pattern:
The strength of any national team that has never appeared in the plot is often disappointing.
It seems as if he has been forgotten by the God of Fate in a corner of the world. It is difficult for him to create a storm in the arena and gain his own moment of glory.
"Next up is the 21st ranked Daxia team!"
The host's passionate voice sounded again, full of respect and expectations for every team.
It seems to be announcing to the world that every team has its own values and dreams.
Hearing this, Borg, who was sitting next to Lin Nan, subconsciously turned his gaze to him with a hint of curiosity and inquiry in his eyes.
It was as if he was asking Lin Nan about his opinions and expectations for his national team.
"What are you looking at me for?"
Lin Nan noticed Borg's gaze and said helplessly with a faint bitter smile on his face. That smile showed both the helplessness towards Amadeus' reaction and the embarrassment that he did not know his own team well.
"It's your country's team after all."
Bismarck shrugged his shoulders, spread his hands, and explained with a smile that contained a bit of ridicule and a bit of understanding.
Lin Nan sighed helplessly, "I don't even know him."
He knew clearly that Daxia was a country where sports development was subject to many restrictions, and the athletes faced numerous difficulties and frustrations on their road to growth.
Despite this, it is his motherland after all, and he always has a deep attachment and expectation in his heart.
He prayed silently in his heart countless times, hoping that the Daxia team could break through themselves, create miracles and achieve excellent results in this World Cup.
Just recalling the original story, the Daxia team struggled to emerge from the group stage, but ultimately fell in the round of 16.
However, at this moment, Lin Nan's mind had already been attracted by other more exciting teams and players.
These past achievements were gradually forgotten by him and were no longer the focus of his attention.
The teams that came on after the Daxia team all performed mediocrely, with nothing particularly outstanding.
Lin Nan's eyes began to wander, and his thoughts gradually drifted away, like a bird lost in the sky.
I don't know where it's flying to. Just when he was a little distracted, the host's passionate voice sounded again like a loud bell:
"Please welcome the Greek team, which is ranked tenth!"
With this shout, the atmosphere on the scene was instantly pushed to a climax.
The passionate BGM rang out, and the strong rhythm seemed to break through the roof of the entire venue and reach the sky.
Zeus and Tasta walked side by side.
Zeus strode forward with his head held high. His thin body was like a towering mountain, emitting a powerful aura that made people afraid and unable to look directly at him.
There was a gleam of confidence in his eyes, as if the whole world was under his control and he was the master of this world.
Every step he took seemed to carry a tremendous amount of force.
One can deeply feel his desire for victory and his unwavering belief, as if he is a god of war born for victory.
Tasta followed closely beside Zeus, and although his momentum was slightly inferior, his steady steps and calm face were remarkable.
It also reveals a unique calmness and tenacity.
His eyes were focused and determined, as if announcing to the world that although he was not the brightest star.
But he is also an indispensable and important member of the Greek team, and he will use his own strength to fight for the glory of the Greek team.
The appearance of the two instantly caused an uproar at the scene.
Reporters pressed the shutter buttons frantically, and the flashes of light connected together, like lightning streaking through the night sky, as if to freeze this moment forever in the long river of history.
In the World Championship qualifiers, the Greek team's performance was amazing.
Especially the match against Germany. Although they lost in the end, they showed their indomitable fighting spirit and superb skills on the field.
Let all the audience be moved and cheer for it.
The new state that Zeus showed in that game shocked the entire tennis world, as if a blockbuster bomb exploded in the tennis world.
Every swing of his bat, every run he made.
They all seemed to contain endless energy, as if there was an inexhaustible treasure trove of energy hidden in his body.
This new state also made most national media smell the huge traffic hotspot, and they all focused their attention on Zeus.
It was as if he was the center of the world.
"Zeus has become even stronger."
The corners of Lin Nan's mouth rose slightly, revealing a faint smile, and his eyes revealed a hint of appreciation and admiration.
Although separated by a screen, it can be seen from Zeus's steps and overall momentum.
He could feel it keenly.
Zeus' strength has made a qualitative leap compared to the preliminaries.
I'm afraid it's not far from the peak level of the professional level.
As for Taranta, in Lin Nan's opinion, his condition is still stable, but he seems to have reached his limit.
The possibility of stepping into the higher threshold of the profession is very slim, like a bird trapped in front of a glass window.
It seems to be within reach, but it is still impossible to break through the invisible barrier.
After the Greek team, it was Jack and the Belgian team's turn to enter.
Although they are also one of the top ten teams in the world, they cannot compare with the stunning debut of the Greek team.
Their performance seemed a bit bland, like a glass of plain water.
It was in stark contrast to the Greek team's strong drink.
Jack smiled and waved to the audience, his demeanor showing elegance and calmness, as if he was already accustomed to such grand occasions;