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Hear the words.

The three Kurobe members, who had already made a plan for the game, were stunned. They subconsciously looked at Mifune, and they all felt like they had seen a ghost.

What a joke.

This was a World Cup group match, not a warm-up match. The result of the match would directly determine whether they could qualify from the group stage.

Their opponents, whether Australia or Greece, are not to be underestimated. Moreover, there is also the world's second-ranked Swiss team.

For a moment.

The three of them even thought that Mifune's head was still not clear because he drank too much.

"it is good."

but.

Compared to them, Ishikawa and the other two seemed much calmer. The three looked at Mifune, who threw three crumpled paper balls at them, allowing them to choose.

And they, without any hesitation, each chose one of them.

"All right."

Seeing this, Mifune yawned, put one hand on his head, and waved the other hand impatiently: "The rest is up to you. I'm going to sleep. Don't disturb me before the game starts."

Done.

He lay down and soon began to snore.

"This"

Saito and Takushi were stunned.

what is this?

If he were to be the head coach, he wouldn't feel any pressure, right?

but.

Ishikawa and the other two didn't waste any time, they just stood up and left.

"Well."

Looking at the backs of the three people, Saito and Takushi had an indescribable feeling. Then, the three of them looked at Mifune who was sleeping soundly, and got up and left.

"I think I should understand the head coach's idea."

The moment the door closed, Kurobe seemed to have thought of something and suddenly spoke.

"what?"

Saito and Takushi both looked at him in surprise.

"From the roster arrangement for the warm-up match to the result of the match, he has fully grasped the trend of the next game."

Kurobe said calmly, "Besides, we also have reasons not to worry about the next three games."

"What reason?"

The two were still confused.

But all he heard was Kurobe saying meaningfully: "Because, we are never the ones who should be worried!"

Chapter 420: First Match, Japan vs. Greece

That afternoon.

The warm-up matches for all 32 teams have ended.

Players from various countries quickly began training for the group stage which will begin tomorrow.

The Japanese team is no exception.

After the three teams finished selecting their members, Ishikawa, Byodoin, and Oni took their respective members to the hotel's special training room and began training.

Especially Ishikawa.

The three Kurobe members noticed that the other party seemed to have a complete training plan in his hand.

Byodoin Temple and the demons are no less impressive.

These three people are very ambitious, but at the same time, they are not the kind of frivolous and reckless people. Their ambitions are completely based on their strong strength.

What made the three Kurobe people feel more at ease was that each of the three team leaders was an extremely mature and independent-minded person, and they did not need to worry about anything at all.

That night.

The three teams left from different rooms.

Mitsuya, who was in charge of recording the data, clearly felt that although these people looked tired, their eyes were full of sharpness.

I can tell.

These selected players are also full of enthusiasm for the World Cup which starts tomorrow.

The next day.

Around eight o'clock in the morning.

As all participating teams gathered, they headed to the competition venue under the leadership of their respective head coaches.

East District Court No. 9.

Compared to the No. 1 court in the central area yesterday, the scale here is obviously smaller. The open-air court, and the steps of the surrounding stands, are divided by chairs of different colors.

Although it was an open-air environment, it was very clean. Except for the underside of the chairs, which had not very obvious traces of rain, there was no difference between the other places and the indoor venues.

Boom!

At this time.

The iron gate at the entrance opened.

Then, a group of teenagers wearing blue and white jackets, led by a boy with curly and fluffy hair and a sunny and handsome face, walked to the side of the court.

"They're coming!"

In the stands, the fans of the Greek team suddenly became excited. In the center of the stands, some people even excitedly raised the Greek flag and waved it vigorously.

"Greece!"

"Greece!"

"Greece!"

Suddenly.

As if they had rehearsed it long ago, the audience excitedly shouted out the slogan of the Greek team. Everyone looked at the representatives of their own team with anticipation.

“Are those our fans?”

In the Greek team, a tall young man shielded his eyes from the sun with his hands, with a smile on his face: "Not bad, these guys deserve a response from me, Apollo Stephanopoulos."

Talking.

The young man raised his left hand and bowed gently towards the audience very gracefully.

"Okay, Apollo."

Next to Apollo, another boy who looked exactly like him said in a deep voice: "Don't get too complacent, those guys are coming."

Ok?

Hear the words.

The boy named Apollo looked up at the open iron gate on the other side. He saw a young man with fiery red hair and a fierce face leading a group of teenagers wearing red and black jackets, entering one after another.

"cut!"

Seeing this, Apollo curled his lips in disdain and waved his hand, saying, "It's just a team ranked outside the top 20. There are no players worth paying attention to."

"You're wrong about that."

Suddenly, the leader of the Greek team turned around and shook his head at him, saying, "In yesterday's warm-up match, the Japanese team defeated the German team with three consecutive wins. They are no longer unknown."

Zeus Iliopoulos.

15 years old (grade 1).

The Greek team was responsible for dealing with the main player of the Japanese team in the group stage, and he was also the leader of the entire Greek team.

"Are you kidding me?!"

Hearing Zeus' words, Apollo's eyes widened suddenly, and he said in disbelief: "Japan has won three consecutive games. Germany?!"

He could understand each word individually, but when they were put together, he couldn't understand them at all.

That's the German team, not some random team.

Three consecutive wins?

No matter how you look at it, it seems like a fairy tale.

"This is a fact."

At this time, the boy named Orion Stephanopoulos, who looked exactly like Apollo, said, "This matter has spread like wildfire among all the U17s."

“It’s actually true?”

Apollo stared at his opponent with eyes wide open, looking at him in disbelief. In an instant, the disdain on his face completely disappeared, replaced by an extremely strong look of fear.

"That's true, but."

At this time, a slender young man with a gentle appearance said: "The good news is that none of the players who played against the German team yesterday are here."

“It’s really good news.”

The commander Zeus smiled and said, "However, no matter who our opponent is, I hope everyone will give their best and complete the next game to the fullest."

"understood."

Everyone nodded.

No one was dissatisfied with this baby-faced boy who was full of the sunny atmosphere of a boy next door. On the contrary, everyone was very excited to appear on the stage with Zeus.

For the sake of victory and for their commander, almost everyone was prepared to risk their lives.