First Minister of Prince of Tennis

Puff!

After half an hour, a serve, to draw an end to the match.

"The match is over, the score is 6 to 3! The Japanese team wins!"

Under Atobe and Duke's wave after wave of offensive, the two doubles of the US team lost steadily. Although they had their own outbreaks during the period, they were finally suppressed.

"Hit your opponent with a force of destruction, and come up with a match without suspense to demonstrate to the world. Is this your goal?

Reinhardt seemed to be unaffected by the team's first match and murmured to himself.

"Good job, Watanabe!"

Duke returned to the rest area, and Byodoin praised sincerely. With Duke's performance on the court just now, he deserves this honor. Atobe, who looked equally embarrassed, rolled his eyes.

"Atobe, you finally barely saw enough!"

Although Atobe said that his expression was full of disdain, he still had expectations in his heart, but he heard this boastful and derogatory voice, and he was still an old acquaintance when he spoke - Kinoshita Chiba!

Thinking of his performance in the Kanto Competition and the National Competition, he was unable to refute it. Compared with him, it was really only barely enough to see, and he mumbled, so Atobe went straight to the dressing room.

Even if the noble son sees the rest of the match, he must be decent 040!

"Huh, it seems that the Japanese team you talk about, Xiaolongma, still has some strength!"

Hearing Echizen Ryuya's jokes, Ryoma just lowered his head and did not respond. Atobe's strength...Compared with a few months ago, it has improved by leaps and bounds.

"Captain, we lost!"

Du Du did not dare to look directly at Reinhardt's eyes, for fear of looking directly at the American captain, the oppressive momentum pouring out was breathless.

"Enough, end Echizen, you two brothers, come on!"

At the moment when the words fell, everyone thought that their ears were not good. Whether it was Longya or Longma, their strength in the US team was exceptionally strong, especially the singles strength.

But it is the two players with strong singles, and the two extremely independent styles are very difficult to be compatible.

Although they are brothers, they have never played a pair in training.

Du Du winked at Echizen Longya, his eyes were full of: "Is the lord admired by our stimulation and is now eager to win this match?

However, in the next moment, Echizen Longya did turn her head like a spring breeze, and said to Ryoma in an expectant tone: "Let’s go, Ryoma, the opponent will deal the heaviest blow.

Then the two brothers walked into the court under the dumbfounded expressions of everyone.

"Aren't they two Asians? How did they represent the American team?"

"It is said that in order to win the championship this year, the U.S. team has brought in countless new tennis stars from overseas, and those who can play are undoubtedly the elite of the elite."

"It's interesting that Asians beat Asians!"

Many foreign friends spoke fluent English and started talking, and many of them have a good understanding of tennis.

"Ryoma, I will play the role of doubles in the American team!" Fuji Syusuke couldn't bear to sigh as he watched the boy with the brim gradually entering the field. I think that the doubles formed by Longma and Taocheng for the first time are still vivid!

"Echizen Longya, the former No. 4 team from Japan really came to dig the wall.

While speaking, Chiba cast a pity look at Byōdōin Hōō.

"This kid... his strength is still a mystery so far!" Byodoin didn't feel a strange look, but said in a flat tone, and then cast his eyes on the field, impressively standing two players from the Japanese representative team.

Fuji Syusuke and Irie Kanata!

The two players who radiate skills from the inside out are also players who have repeatedly been able to make extreme comebacks in the match.

"Ryoma, long time no see!

Finally, Fuji who had the opportunity to speak, keeping the iconic (bbbj) smile, stepped forward and greeted Echizen Ryoma.

"Fuji..." Ryoma looked hesitant to speak, but after thinking about it, he still had nothing to say.

People who understand him naturally understand him without much explanation.

"Now starting the second doubles match, the American team will send Echizen Longya (high school student) and Echizen Ryoma (first grade)." Looking at the words on the paper, the host could not help but pause.

Junior one? High school student?

I came to participate in the World Cup in the first year of junior high, and as the main player, the current tennis teenagers are really more horrible. The world is big, there are all kinds of monsters! There are also high school students, without detailed grades, and the World Cup is also related to households?

-A lot of questions are coming up, but the host has a style of controlling the scene, keep calm and continue to read.

"Huh huh!" He cleared his throat, and then added: "The Japanese team sent Irie Kanata (third grade) and Fuji Syusuke (third grade)!"

"Seigaku is going to face off in the world arena, it looks so exciting!"

Hasegawa looked at Fuji Syusuke and Echizen Ryoma with excitement. As everyone knows, Chiba behind him is watching him, a hunter catching prey eyes on him, this kind of rash makes his hair stand straight.

He could only turn around and back away with a sullen smile.

"The end of the game will be served by Fuji Syusuke from the Japanese team!"

"You can pick it up, Ryoma!" Fuji Syusuke's firm eyes completely ignored Echizen Ryuga and stared at Ryoma.

The left hand throws the ball up, the delay ball still spins, and the right hand directly drives racquet to cut out.

"The disappeared serve?"

Although he left Japan for a few days, Fuji's stunts are still fresh in my memory.

Seeing Fuji's starting action, he recognized that this is Fuji's best serve-the disappearing serve.

Sure enough, the moment the yellow tennis ball passed the net and hit the door, it disappeared from Echizen Ryoma's field of vision, but Ryoma did not show the slightest confusion.

Feeling the change of wind direction next to him, when the tennis ball appeared on the court again, his eyes keenly caught the tennis ball and swung it out.

what!

racquet brought a gust of wind...

Woolen cloth!

The sound of a tennis ball hitting the ground solidified everyone's mind, and then referee's judgment appeared in time.

"15 to 0! The Japanese team scored!"

Shocks from off the court came out one after another. The junior high school player seemed to be conjure, and the gorgeous style of the game was astonishing to the audience. .

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