At this moment..,
In Japan, there were also many sixteen or seventeen-year-old teenagers waiting in front of the television,
Paying attention to this match.
It was not an exaggeration to say that it was the battle of the century.
One was the Heavenly King of the old era, and the other was the superstar of the new era.
Everyone who was interested in tennis was paying attention to the final result of this match,
Because if nothing unexpected happened, they would either witness Roger pick up his 20th Grand Slam trophy, or witness the birth of Tezuka Kunimitsu's first Golden Slam.
No matter which one it was..,
It was all very significant.
Because long before that..,
There was news that..,
Roger would retire before the age of 30.
And now, Roger was about to welcome his 29th birthday.
If nothing unexpected happened, Roger would officially retire either this year or next year.
And Tezuka Kunimitsu's words, everyone understood the meaning behind them. If he could get the first Golden Slam in his life at the age of seventeen..,
The meaning was self-evident.
There were only a handful of Golden Slam players in the history of tennis.
If Tezuka Kunimitsu could become the third..,
He would definitely be remembered by history.
Moreover, to be able to win the Golden Slam at the age of seventeen was really significant.
As someone who knew Tezuka Kunimitsu, whether it was an opponent or a friend, their attention to this match was at its highest point.
From Tokyo to Kanagawa, from Chiba to Okinawa, from Hokkaido to Kyushu... this generation of tennis players..,
None of them were not sitting in front of the television.
In Tokyo, Japan, the Kawamura family's sushi restaurant was closed for business today. Everyone from Qing Xue sat together and watched the live broadcast of the US Open on TV.
"What a pity!
Xiao Budian isn't here! "Kikumaru said as he lay on the table.
"There's nothing we can do. Echizen is now on the path of professional tennis. We don't know where Echizen senior has taken him to train," Dashi said helplessly.
Echizen Longma had reached the semifinals of the Australian Open at the beginning of the year and lost to Novak.
Later, he was defeated by Raphael in the quarterfinals of the French Open.
Raphael was famous for being good at clay courts. This was the first time Echizen had achieved such a result on the clay court, so it couldn't be said to be bad.
However, it was clear that Tezuka was more adapted to the rhythm of the Grand Slam than he was. He knew how to adjust himself, adapt to the venue, learn how to improve in the game, and overcome his shortcomings.
In terms of endurance, Yue Qian was much worse than Tezuka.
The Red Soil Arena requires a long stalemate of endurance. Yue Zen's age is there, so it's understandable that he lost to Raphael.
Tezuka's luck was much better than Echizen's.
During his time in Germany, he focused on training on the grass and clay courts. Germany was not far from England and France, so he flew back and forth. He had personally trained on the courts at Wimbledon and the French Open.
Together with his comprehensive skills, good mentality, and excellent perseverance and endurance, he amazed everyone on the clay court.
Of course, at this moment, he was facing a hard court.
And for Tezuka Kunihiro, the hard court was the least resistance to the competition.
Ryoma Echizen, on the other hand, was taken away by his unscrupulous father after the end of the French Open. He claimed that it was a special training, but Minami Jiro's special training was not something that people looked forward to.
Although he might gain unexpected progress.
At this time, in a corner of the world, Longma Echizen was also sitting in front of the TV, watching the game.
He held a ponta in one hand and a racket in the other, staring at Tezuka's figure on the TV.
“mada
mada
dane。”
Nanjirou crossed his arms and laughed at his son. "Brat, it's still too early to say that!
It's better to say it when you reach the level of your minister. "
Longma glared at his old man and took a sip of his drink. "Hmph!
I'll beat the minister sooner or later! "
"Then I'll wait and see. Although it's still eight hundred years, brat!" Nanjirou's teaching of his son was mainly to attack him.
Although, his heart was full of expectations.
In the sushi restaurant, everyone was still noisy, especially Taocheng and Haitang, who bickered for years.
"Haitang Snake!
Give me back my eel sushi! "
"I got it first!"
"Do you want a duel?"
"Hiss! I'm not afraid of you!"
Bu Er narrowed his eyes and smiled as he watched the two juniors bicker.
"Oh, you still haven't grown up, Momo and Haitang."
Qian's glasses flashed as usual. "You lack exercise."
"Ah.
If Tezuka saw this, he would definitely say 'don't be careless.' "
"Sigh, I haven't heard Tezuka say that in a long time. I really miss it." Kikumaru said with his face propped up.
Dashi looked at the scene on the TV with a gratified expression. "Tezuka has finally realized his dream."
"Yes.
As expected of Tezuka! "Bu Er laughed.
"Oh, right, Takashi?"
Kawamura touched his head and smiled honestly. "Tezuka will win."
Bu Er rested his chin on his hand and looked at the TV with a smile.
Just now, when the camera scanned the audience, he seemed to have discovered something incredible.
"Hey, Tezuka, what are you going to do?"
Kanagawa.
Sanada sat alone in his room, watching the live broadcast of the US Open finals on the TV.
Unsurprisingly, he planned to watch the match all night long.
He clenched his fists, and his eyes burned with fighting spirit.
Hand, Tomb, Country, Light.
He was Sanada Senichiro's lifelong enemy.
And now, Tezuka Kunimitsu was a rising star in the professional tennis world. His future was bright.
Sanada Senichiro couldn't enter that world.
It wasn't a matter of strength, nor was it a matter of opportunity. It was because Sanada Senichiro's responsibility was his family's Kendo Hall.
Tennis was his hobby.
But Kendo was his responsibility.
Tezuka Kunimitsu was someone who couldn't be mentioned in the same breath.
He was someone who treated tennis as a dream and had the ability to put it into practice.
At the same time, Seiichi Yukimura was quietly watching the match on TV.
Everyone at home was already asleep. He was the only one sitting in the living room. He turned on the TV and lowered the volume. The sound was almost inaudible, and the light flickered.
The ticking of the clock was particularly clear.
"Tezuka Kunimitsu has broken serve!
It's his turn to serve in the next game!
Whether he can completely pull away from Roger will depend on the next game!
Can a seventeen-year-old like him create a miracle here … "
That was the tennis that Seiichi Yukimura once regarded as his life.
It was still the same now.
No one could deny that Seiichi Yukimura loved tennis.
His persistence was engraved into his bones.
However, Seiichi Yukimura still had a lot of confusion about the path of professional tennis.
In this world, there were very few people who could determine their dreams as early as Tezuka Guohiko and fight for it with indomitable will.
Once Tezuka Kunimitsu determined the path he wanted to take, he wouldn't hesitate to stride forward. Nothing could stop him.
Not even himself.
And Seiichi Yukimura didn't know if his future was on the path of professional tennis.
He loved tennis, but professional tennis was different.
Tezuka Kunimitsu had already done what he couldn't do.
Yukimura sighed and then revealed a sad but not sad smile.
Tezuka Guiguang, even if he was Yukimura Goshi, he still had to admire him.
He was born to be a king, and people respected him.
Seiichi Yukimura didn't lose to him, but what Tezuka Kunimitsu could do, Seiichi Yukimura might not be able to do.
The Golden Slam … An honor that many people yearned for …
And Tezuka Kunimitsu was only one step away from it.
No matter how difficult this step was, it was only one step.
How many people would never be able to reach this distance in their entire lives?
Yukimura smiled.
He didn't think he was bad. He always had his own pride and was used to standing high and at the top.
As for Tezuka Kunimitsu, it was needless to say. That guy's excellence could be seen by anyone. Especially now, he had a halo around him, but his character was still the same as before.
However, the two of them, the proud sons of heaven, didn't win that person's heart.
In this world, there was a saying: the world was unpredictable. It was nothing more than that.
When you think you can do it, the truth is far from that.
However, Tezuka Kunimitsu was smart, but he wasn't like Seiichi Yukimura, who was a person who thought too much.
How could he not know what Yukimura was thinking?
But he had always kept himself in the dark.
Tezuka Kunimitsu was just a determined person. Once he set his mind on something, he would continue to walk it.
Therefore, he wouldn't think too much. He would just continue to persevere.
He would walk a path until it was dark. He would walk into a dead end and not turn back. He wouldn't regret it even if he hit a wall.
Tezuka Kunimitsu was determined. No matter how outstanding he was, he would only walk his own path.
He was cold by nature and didn't consider love. Tezuka's mother had always been worried that her cold-faced son wouldn't be able to find a girlfriend.
Fortunately, before he knew what love was, he had already met the girl he would fall in love with in the future.
Time was the most wonderful thing in the world. It could turn something rotten into something magical.
Whether it was for Tezuka Kunimitsu or for Rukawa Sakura.
Meeting in the river of time was a kind of fate.
Shinobu, who was far away in Osaka, Japan, rubbed his temples as he walked downstairs. Occasionally, he casually glanced at the living room.
"Qianye, why aren't you going to sleep?"
Shinobu Qianye turned his head and glared at his cousin. "It's the US Open final!
Youshi, you idiot! "
"Oh …" Shinobu Qianye made himself a cup of coffee and walked into the living room to look around.
Shinobu Qianye was so focused on the television that he didn't even have the time to roll his eyes. "Idiot Youshi!
Don't you pay attention to it? "
"I just forgot about it. Do you have to go that far?"
"Tsk!" Shinobu Qianye pouted.
However, he knew that this man had been very busy recently, so he didn't argue with him.
"Aiyaya … I really miss the time when Atobe was still around …" Shinobu Qianye sighed.
Things were so good back then. Even if the sky fell, there was someone tall to hold it up — even though he was taller than Sir System.
But with Sir System around, he could beg for help!
Sir System could solve everything with a wave of his hand!
Sir System was so domineering!
Hugging Sir Atobe's leg was the way to go!
Shinobu Qianye sighed silently for himself.
Look, now that Sir System is gone, he's been grabbed by his family!
If Sir Atobe was still around, he would have followed Sir System around, and no one would have cared about him!
Shinobu Qianye's lips twitched when he heard that.
You really don't have the guts, Youshi!
Even though he had no interest in Sir Atobe, he had to admit that even though that Sir System from Luxurious Planet was arrogant, he was indeed impeccable. His ability was outstanding and unparalleled.
In comparison, this person who had been following Atobe-sama around was — incredibly weak!
"Hmm?" Shinobu Qianye scratched his chin.
Was he seeing things?
That was … Sir Atobe and … Rukawa Sakura?
And the person on the court was Tezuka Kunimitsu no matter how he looked at it …
"Is this really the final of the US Open? Qianye, are you sure you didn't switch to the wrong channel?" Shinobu Qianye asked.
"How is that possible!
Are you still asleep, Youshi? "Shinobu Qianye turned around to glare at him.
"Have you gone blind from not playing tennis for so long?
Do you even know how to watch tennis? "
Shinobu Qianye finished the coffee in his cup and turned to look at the person on the court. It was indeed the final of the US Open …
Shinobu Qianye felt like he had gotten a part of the truth.
"Oh, hehehe …"
"Hey!
Don't laugh so weirdly, Youshi! "Shinobu Qianye protested.
Shinobu Qianye narrowed his peach blossom eyes into a smile, ignoring Qianye's protest.