The Strongest Player in Sports

"Got a score?!"

A group of players in the de country were dumbfounded.

Less than ten seconds after Polk recovered the score, Zongshen opened it again.

"Sixth sense!"

Schneider frowned.

The sixth sense is a sense of foresight, which can determine where a tennis ball will fall.

Now Zongshen rushed out ahead of time, even if Polk was serving quickly, it would not be effective.

"Trouble!"

The smile on Burku's face disappeared.

Although the match has just started, anyone with a discerning eye can see that Zongshen has already achieved a certain advantage and will faintly suppress ~ Polk.

"Don't worry, Polk is not good at speed-ball!"

The chief Edmund spoke lightly.

In the discussion, the match on the court is still going on fiercely.

The scores of both sides are also coming to an end in the confrontation.

monument!

With a ball bounced out, Zongshen won the first game.

"Game, hand Zongshen, 1 to 0!

"Please exchange venues for both players"

The referee blew the whistle.

The two heard this and walked towards each other's arena.

boom!

boom!

monument!

Zongshen slapped the tennis ball.

The loud hitting sound spread, and the tennis ball turned into a crimson light throughout the court.

The air was torn apart, and a series of sonic booms exploded.

boom!

The tennis ball hit the ground and then bounced quickly.

280KM/H!

Polk hits a high-speed ball, how can he not respond.

"So fast!"

Polk's eyes narrowed as he watched the rapidly bouncing tennis ball.

But he reacted immediately and chased after the tennis ball.

The super burst made him rush to the landing spot in an instant.

On the side of the body, racquet swept across.

The tennis ball just bounced and hit the racquet.

boom!

The arm moved and the tennis ball flew upside down.

"It's really Polk!"

Zongshen chuckled.

If it's other players, I'm afraid I can't even see tennis.

But Polk has world-class professional strength, so it is not surprising to catch the ball.

"Then a faster goal!"

boom!

Thunder light pierced through.

Three overlapping sounds sounded, and the tennis ball has appeared out of bounds.

Thunder slam!

The speed is as high as 300KM/H!

15--0!

"D...."

"High-speed shots that match Polk!"

"This kind of high-speed ball has exceeded the scope of visual capture!"

The audience sucked in air.

"Did you see Oishi? Polk was also suppressed by the minister!"

Kikumaru exclaimed in excitement.

"Uh-huh!"

Oishi nodded hard, his face flushed with excitement.

"The minister is still as strong as ever, even if his opponent is a professional-level master!"

Yukimura smiled softly, a flash of worship in her eyes.

"cut!"

Ajiuzin curled his lips.

Although he has an antagonism with Zongshen, he has nothing to say about Zongshen's strength.

on court.

Zongshen slapped the tennis ball while looking up at Polk.

"Do you still want to continue this boring match?"

"Um?"

Polk was taken aback, and quickly understood the meaning of the words.

Although the match lasted for nearly ten minutes, neither of them used their real strength. It was more of a trial between the two sides.

"So go all out!"

boom!

The deafening roar blasted and the ball turned into a golden beam of light running through the court.

The tennis ball fell to the ground, and the surging power permeated.

Polk's gaze narrowed, knowing that Zongshen was starting to go all out.

"Then come on!""

Polk drank.

The figure rushed out, racquet swept across.

Boom!

The baptism of penetration!

Since he wants to go all out, he will naturally not be merciful, and he will be his own stunt when he shoots.

The tennis ball hits the ground, and the power of the horror cloth sweeps through the ground, setting off dust all over the floor.

boom!

Zongshen waved racquet, but soon felt the ultimate strength from the ball.

The power of this move is several times stronger than in the Japan-Germany friendly match.

Taste!

The surging power roared.

Racquet trembled and moaned in pain.

The fierce force penetrated the racquet, violently banging on the wall behind.

Boom!

The solid wall burst instantly.

Spider-web-like cracks spread, and the air waves surged like raging waves, and then slammed into Zongshen's back.

Stabbed!

The strong airflow is as terrible as a wind blade.

Zongshen's clothes and cheeks were cut open, leaving scarlet blood.

Chi Chi Chi Chi!

The tennis ball hit hard, and the power did not weaken.

On the contrary, the more terrifying impact racquet, there are faint signs of penetrating the racket face.

...For flowers...

boom!

Zongshen's arm numb, five fingers spread out, and racquet let go.

The tennis ball also fell to the ground and then bounced out.

15--15!

Polk scored.

"Great!

"Polk is about to fight back!"

"Baptism is a tennis ball that can only be played after a professional challenge. Zongshen can't fight back at all!"

The team members of de country cheered, their faces full of excitement.

"The power was at least several times stronger?"

Zongshen shook his arm to eliminate the numbness and picked up the racquet on the ground.

It is clear in my mind that it is like a frontal counterattack, I am afraid it will be difficult to counterattack.

boom!

Continue to serve, or just hit the ball.

Polk took a step back and Racquet beat him hard.

.........0

boom!

The tennis ball was knocked into the air as soon as it bounced.

The baptism of penetration!

A turbulent ball came again, rolled up the dust, and landed in front of Zongshen.

Snapped!

The terrible penetrating power pierced the racquet and the tennis ball fell to the ground.

15--30!

"Good job!"

"As long as we continue to maintain, Polk will be able to win back the score!"

"Come on Polk!"

There was a burst of cheers in the direction of the de national team, and two points in a row made them see the hope of counterattack.

Ten minutes passed.

The baptism of penetration swept the arena.

1--1!

Polk got the score back.

"The baptismal ball is too strong, if it is hard to catch, it will not be able to catch it!"

Echizen Ryoga frowned.

This ball condenses the power at one point, resulting in extremely terrifying penetrating power.

Although the material of racquet is good, it is not enough to resist.

"Zongshen did it on purpose, right?"

Tanegashima gave a wry smile and pointed towards the court.

People were taken aback and looked around.

Found that Zongshen's face was not lost at all, as if he was still thinking about something.

"The minister wants to crack head-on, so he only catches the ball again and again!'

Mutsu Yuho said.

All members of the First Army were shocked.

But after seeing Zongshen's complexion, I found that it was really possible.

Everyone felt a little weird for a while.

This is a professional-level match, but Zongshen experimented with losing points.

This is really crazy! タ.

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