The Strongest Player in Sports

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!!"

Devens rushed out with a loud roar.

He may not be able to catch the ball, but he will not back down.

Boom!

Racquet waved vigorously.

The ultimate power is surging, destroying everything like a volcano.

The power of light hitting!

The power of the Egyptian Phoenix!

The power of different dimensions!

The three forces erupted at the same time, devouring Devens completely.

Smell!

The racquet in his hand groaned in pain.

The arm holding the pat was trembling even more, and there was intense pain.

"I can't lose!""

Devens gritted his teeth and growled, the corners of his eyes a little more hideous.

This match is very important to the national team de, if they lose, they will be passive.

So even if he is dead, he can't take a step back.

"Give me back! "Six, two, seven""

A loud roar.

Devens slammed his right foot on the ground, and his arm pushed the tennis ball forward.

"How is it possible?!"

Everyone's brows jumped, and some couldn't believe it.

Boom!

The roar exploded.

A crimson light pierced the audience, and the aura of destruction was boiling.

"You hit back?!"

Echizen Ryoga's eyes condensed, but he reacted quickly.

Boom!

The racquet waved and the tennis ball flew upside down.

Devens felt the fierce attack, so he desperately blocked it.

Boom!

The roar constantly exploded, making people tremble in their hearts.

Echizen Ryoga's offense was as fierce as a storm, and Devens felt breathless.

But the other party had no choice but to bite the bullet and fight back.

"This is the final blow!

Echizen Ryoga yelled and looked fierce.

The power of different dimensions poured into the racquet, and at the same time, he assumed a swinging pose.

"final hit?!"

Devens's heart beats fiercely.

I can't take care of the others anymore. I stepped on the ground with my feet, and my body seemed to be rooted in the ground.

After doing all this, he looked up at Echizen Ryoga.

It seems to be waiting for the opponent's attack.

"Is the match really going to decide the outcome?"

All the audience held their breath, eyes full of expectation.

"Go on, Ryoga!"

"Win the singles two victory for the team!"

"Wan Sheng!"

Does a member of the army cheer?

The members of the de national team are not to be outdone.

"Go on Devens!"

"Defeat your opponent and win nine consecutive World Cup championships!"

"Fight with the honor of the team!"

Devens looked solemn to the extreme, because a ball received may determine the outcome of this match.

"drink!"

In a burst of drink, Echizen Ryoga waved a racquet.

"coming!"

"The last ball!"

"The outcome will be announced soon!"

This idea came to the audience, and their eyes were full of enthusiasm.

boom!

There was a crisp hit, and the tennis ball swept across the net.

After landing, the tennis ball did not bounce, but rolled back and then stopped.

Zero chop!

6--3!

When the match is over, Echizen Ryoga wins.

The audience fell into a strange silence.

Everyone was dull and stared at the tennis ball on the ground.

"Chop chop?!,

Devens opened his mouth, and then he seemed to have lost all his strength, and his whole person became wilted.

He lost!

And the loss is so dramatic.

There is no strong power, no extreme speed, no power to destroy the world.

chop!

Just a chop!

Echizen Ryoga lied to everyone.

When people thought he would hit the ball, he went the other way, hitting a chop that fell against the net.

Then end the match!

"It seems that I am better at it!"

There was a light laughter, and Echizen Ryoga smiled.

The dignity and craziness before seemed to be pretends, and they no longer exist.

Devens was deceived.

The audience was also deceived.

Echizen Ryoga did all this just to hit that zero chop!

"I, we were deceived?!"

The audience was surprised.

It took more than ten seconds for people to come back to their senses.

"Echizen Ryoga won!

"It turns out that he didn't even think about hitting the ball with a light shot. The formation of that kind of position was just to confuse Devens, and finally hit back with a backhand chop!"

"It's not wrong for Devens to lose!"

The audience was sighing.

Who would have thought that Echizen Ryoga would think so much in this fierce duel.

"It's really hard to guard against!"

Amadeus takes a deep breath

Not to mention other people, even he thought Echizen Ryoga would use light to hit the ball.

"Who would have thought it would be chop?"

Ralph smiled bitterly and didn't guess the result.

During the discussion, the match ended.

Echizen Ryoga defeated Devens and won the singles second victory.

Now that the scores of the two teams are even, the real victory or defeat will be determined by singles one.

Japanese rest area.

A crowd of team members are cheering.

They won a crucial battle and dragged the match into the decisive game abruptly.

"Thanks a lot!"

Zongshen chuckled lightly, and an Oishi in his heart also fell.

They have been betting since the match.

But they won the bet, so the champion is right in front of them

"Finally it's the last match!"

Tanegashima exhaled.

After hearing this, people looked at Zongshen one after another, with anticipation in their eyes.

As soon as the singles will determine the final victory, whether the Japanese team can make history, it depends on Zongshen.

"As long as we win the singles one, we can win the championship trophy!"

Akuto whispered, his eyes extremely hot.

World Cup champion!

This is an unprecedented record in Japan's history.

Once they win, they will make history.

"champion!'

"Win the championship!"

"Create a record that belongs to us!"

An army member shouted one after another, and yearning appeared in his eyes.

5.1

"But the national team de will send Polk on the field, right?"

Irie said solemnly.

"Polk?"

A member of the army was taken aback and came back to his senses.

Polk is a famous, world-class professional, no weaker than Zongshen.

When the two meet, fierce fighting will surely break out.

"Do not worry!"

"Victory must belong to us!"

Zongshen stood up, a sharp flash in his eyes.

This match is a decisive battle, which is very important for both teams.

So you can only win without losing!

This is the end of my thoughts.

Zongshen picked up the racquet and walked aside, starting the final warm-up.

France World Cup final.

Japan team VSde national team.

The final battle is imminent!

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