The Strongest Player in Sports

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boom!

The tennis ball fell heavily, curled up in a cyclone and bounced out.

6--3!

The match ends.

The Japanese team won the second match.

"Two winning streak!!

"Spain is in trouble!"

"Yes, as long as you lose another game, the Spanish team will stop at the top 16 in the world!"

The surrounding audience was talking excitedly.

Before the start of the match, who would have thought it would be such a result.

As the world's fourth-ranked Spanish team, it was crushed by the Japanese team.

Now lose two games in a row and face failure.

"There is only one game left!"

Mifune entered the road and took a sip of wine, and his heart couldn't help beating.

Since the establishment of U-17 in Japan, the best result is that Nanjiro entered the top eight in the world.

However, he met the Swiss team in the quarter-finals and eventually lost.

After that, the performance of the Japanese team got worse and worse.

There were even two World Cups that didn't even enter.

This year, under the leadership of Zongshen, the team won all the battles and is about to enter the quarterfinals, achieving the best result of 550 in history.

"The young people nowadays are really amazing, it really is not our time!"

Echizen Nanjiro was a little emotional.

It is not an exaggeration to call this era the golden age.

During the discussion, Echizen Ryoga walked off.

"I'll leave it to you next!"

Echizen Ryoga wiped the sweat from his forehead and looked at Zongshen.

Now the team has two winning streaks, only the last game can win.

"Humph!'

"Don't lose!"

Byodoin snorted coldly, but a look of expectation flashed in his eyes.

The prerequisite tactics have achieved 90% success.

As long as Zongshen wins the singles three match, the team will be able to get close to the World Cup quarterfinals and create a new history.

"lose?"

"Do you think it is possible?"

Zongshen chuckled lightly, stood up from his seat, and grabbed the racquet on the side.

He didn't know who his opponent would be.

But he believes that no matter who it is, he will win in the end.

boom!

This is the end of my thoughts.

A depressed breath emerged from Zongshen's body.

Walking towards the court step by step, the breath became stronger and stronger, and finally swept the entire arena.

The audience who were still cheering were startled and watched.

After seeing Zongshen, his eyes widened.

"Hands, Zongshen?!"

"How is it possible that he actually serves as Singles Three?"

"Prerequisite tactics, the Japanese team did not intend to follow the steps at the beginning, but wanted to use this tactic to catch Spain by surprise!"

"They did it, the Spanish team two losing streak!"

"Now that the hand Zongshen is playing, he wants to erase the last hope of the Spanish team!"

"The other party is in danger!"

There was an uproar from the audience.

"Finally it's the minister's turn to play!"

Kikumaru was full of excitement: "If it is the minister, then he will definitely win!"

"As long as it wins this match, the team will advance to the quarterfinals, one step further from the championship!"

Yukimura took a deep breath, a look of expectation flashed in his eyes.

on court.

Zongshen took the next step in the much-anticipated.

His eyes scanned the location of Spain like a blade.

at the same time.

The breath on his body surged like a mountain torrent.

"Hands Zongshen!"

The Spanish team has a serious face.

Zongshen now is not a nameless junior.

Defeated the American leader Roy, England leader Zidier, and Field, the world's second power.

It is also known as the world's first middle school student.

It is rumored that he has entered the world professional level and is the strongest presence in the Japanese team.

"Huh~"

The intelligence master Derek took a deep breath and stood up from his position.

Because it is him who is the singles three (cffb).

"You are not his opponent!"

Elvis whispered, preventing Derek from playing.

Although Derek is world-class, but there is still a certain gap from Zongshen, playing will only lose.

"Let me go!"

Medanore stood up, a sharp flash of cold face.

He was still fresh in his one-goal defeat that night.

And now is the time for revenge.

"Um!!

Elvis nodded.

In the face of the powerful Zongshen, even he did not have the confidence to defeat.

The entire team can fight Zongshen, only the world professional strength Medanore.

Snapped!

Grabbing racquet, Medanore strode away.

His departure instantly attracted everyone's attention.

"It's Medanore!"

"One of the twin stars in Europe, only Polk from the country can compete with him!"

"The first high school freshman is also an active professional player!"

Seeing Medanore, everyone was in an uproar again.

"really!"

"The Spanish team sent this guy out!"

Irie Kanata has a serious face.

Before the match started, they thought about who the Spanish team would send if Zongshen played.

At that time, the most likely to be Medanore.

"It seems that this match is difficult to win easily!"

Tanegashima sighed.

Medanore is a world professional master, even Zongshen dare not say 100% victory.

"Victory must belong to us!"

Oni Jujiro said solemnly, full of confidence in Zongshen.

on court.

The two stood far away across the net.

The eyes are facing each other, as if there is lightning in an invisible clash.

boom!

The momentum of the body is constantly colliding.

The dust all over the ground was picked up by this terrifying breath.

"Guru~"

"This is the strength of the two?"

"It's terrible, the match caused such a movement before it even started!"

The surrounding audience felt a depressed breath, making their hands and feet cold.

"You will lose in this match!"

Medanore spoke calmly.

Although the words are calm, they contain absolute self-confidence.

"lose?"

"I don't think so?!"

The corners of Zongshen's mouth were curved, and the originally gentle gaze became more depressed and aggressive.

"Two, two players, please prepare!"

The referee's tone was irritating.

This kind of breath was so terrible that his body couldn't help shaking.

The two looked at each other, then turned to their area.

The singles three match, Medanore serves the board.

This match is the match that determines the outcome of the two teams.

So for two people, they can only win and not lose!!!.

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