The Strongest Player in Sports

"What's the matter with that feeling?"

Egbert's forehead slipped in cold sweat.

At the moment he rushed out, he seemed to see stone pillars appearing around him, confining his body.

But after thinking about it for a long time~ I don't understand.

He can only continue to serve.

what!

The tennis ball flies high into the sky.

At the moment of the fall, racquet quickly knocked out.

boom!

The ultra-high-speed tennis ball was shot, and the ground was dusty after landing.

Irie's expression remained unchanged, and he stepped forward to chase the tennis ball, locking the opponent's blind spot while looking up.

boom!

A light yellow beam penetrated the court, and the tennis ball fell to the ground.

Egbert rushed out.

But just like last time, before he waited for his swing, his body was banned from copper, and he couldn't move at all.

boom!

The shadow of the ball flashed, and the tennis ball bounced out.

30--0!

"Why is this trick so like this uncle's ice world!"

Atobe was a little confused.

His ice world also sees through the opponent's dead corner, and then hits the dead corner, making the opponent seem to be imprisoned by the ice and unable to move.

And Irie's move is very similar to the Ice World.

"This is not a world of ice!"

Zongshen shook his head, but added: "But this trick is more powerful than the ice world!"

Irie has a strong insight.

This insight is different from Atobe's dynamic vision, but an understanding of tennis.

So this ball is similar to the world of ice.

But it completely surpasses this trick.

Because Irie had already seen through the opponent's next move.

Every time Egbert swings, he thinks about where to hit the next ball.

And this position happens to be the dead end of the opponent.

This creates the feeling of a world of ice.

"Irie's strongest is not his own strength, but his understanding of tennis and his mastery of rhythm!,

Oni Jujiro said solemnly.

boom!

In the discussion of several people, the match on the court was one-sided.

2--0!

Irie easily won the second game.

"hateful!"

The light wind on Egbert's face faded away, replaced by a dignified face.

The match continues.

The tennis ball flew back and forth on both sides.

There was roaring sound, and the strong impact lifted the dust all over the floor.

The scores of the two sides are also quickly opened.

boom!

3--1!

boom!

4--2!

boom!

5--3!

The match came to the deciding game.

"Woo~"

Egbert gasped, sweat steadily slipping from the corner of his forehead.

Facing Irie's insight, he was forced to a desperate situation.

The ninth round, Irie serve round.

boom!

boom!

monument!

There was an orderly bounce, and Irie tapped the tennis ball lightly.

Finally, his eyes condensed, and his hands were thrown into the sky.

The slightly side of the body waved the racquet during the jump, and the dull hit sound exploded.

Boom!

After the tennis ball fell and set off dust, it flew out of the bounds.

After serving, Irie went online quickly.

When he came to the net, the tennis ball was flying back.

Snapped!

Everything in the hands of racquet.

The strength contained in the ball disappeared instantly.

The tennis ball made an arc and landed gently on the ground.

Short shot!

15--0!

"hateful!"

Egbert's face was unwilling.

I found that all my actions were seen through by Irie.

Every time he hits the ball, the opponent will get there one step ahead, and then hit a ball that he can't hit back.

boom!

The dull sound exploded, and the tennis ball rushed out.

Egbert was shocked and wanted to fight back but was a step late.

30--0!

"Don't be distracted when you match!"

Irie pushed the frame, a gentle smile appeared on his face.

"Humph!"

Egbert snorted coldly, but quickly became vigilant, not daring to lose consciousness.

But even so, he can't reverse the match.

boom!

Under Irie's insight and rhythm, the opponent lost two points in a row.

The match ends.

6--3!

Irie Kanata won.

The audience cheered.

"The Japanese player won!"

"Now it is two wins and one loss, England is behind!"

"This year's Japanese team is really strong, and even the members of the world's sixth strongest team have been crushed!

Every audience was full of excitement, whispering about the results.

"Senior Irie's insight is better than you!"

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Oshitari Yuushi turned to look at Atobe and chuckled lightly.

"Don't tell me this kind of thing!"

Atobe's mouth twitched.

Compared with Irie's insight, his world of ice is indeed not enough.

"If we have this kind of rhythm control, then data tennis will definitely be able to raise a level!"

Inui Sadaharu and Yanagi Renji looked at each other.

From Irie Kanata, the two saw another path for data tennis.

In cheers, Irie walked off.

Now that the team has two wins and one defeat, as long as they win another victory, they will be able to defeat England.

The team will also lock the tournament place with two winning streaks.

For a while, everyone looked at Tokugawa.

Because the singles second player is Tokugawa Kazuya.

"Your opponent is a world-class player!"

Zongshen turned his head to look at each other, and said softly.

"Can't ask for it!"

Tokugawa looked calm.

His strength hasn't improved for a long time.

This time with the world-class match, may be his breakthrough opportunity.

"Singles two match, please play both players!"

The voice of referee came.

Hearing this, Tokugawa immediately strode towards the court without any hesitation.

England rest area.

The general Zidier looked calm.

Although the score was unfavorable, he was not in any rush.

"This year's Japanese team is really outrageous!"

A blonde boy smiled.

"Glo, are you scared?"

Zidier spoke.

"How is that possible!"

"It's just a sigh of having a good opponent!"

Glo curled his mouth, then grabbed the racquet on the side, put racquet on his shoulders, and walked to the court arrogantly.

"This brat, how come you look like this every time!'

Allen said irritably when he saw this.

England pays attention to demeanor, but Glo in front of him does not have the characteristics of ying nationality at all.

"Maybe this is a genius!"

Zidier didn't care.

Glo Snowfeltan, sophomore, England's first genius.

Although only a sophomore, he is a real world-class player.

So the next match will be a duel between genius and genius!

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