First Minister of Prince of Tennis

This flaming tennis hasn't finished his burning yet. What's terrible is that it was punched through along with the fence and flew straight to the bench of the national team.

With a "pop", that bald Jurgen raised the racquet in his hand with one hand, and the flame ball kept spinning on the racket in his hand, but his body did not move at all, and he could see the horror of his physical strength!

Seeing Jurgen lifted it easily, the flame ball flew out towards the sky and landed on the foot court in the distance.

"It's too arrogant."

Bald said lightly.

"45-30! "

"The score is 7-5, the Japanese team is the first singles to defeat the national team, the total score is 1-0!!!"

When this broadcast went on, the morale of the whole Japan was immediately boosted, and everyone cheered. The usual serious Oni Jujiro also put a smile on his face, holding the racquet in his hand and rushing towards the bench of the Japanese team, alive and free. A big fat man of three hundred catties.

"Coach, I did it, thank you for giving me the opportunity!!

Oni Jujiro leaped up to 11 heights, and directly overwhelmed Mifune on the floor.

"Trenching... I'm almost crushed to death by you.

Mifune coughed frantically under this big head.

"Hey, sorry, so happy."

Oni Jujiro touched his head and said blankly.

"Okay, well done, well done, but I have to arrange the candidates for the next game."

Mifune stood up and adjusted his tie.

"Second singles, who is willing to play?"

When Mifune's voice just fell, a quiet beautiful man walked out silently and opened his beautiful eyes.

"Fuji, it's really strange to be so proactive, but I think it's OK!"

The happy Mifune instantly opened his eyes and smiled and made this genius come on. If he can continue to win the match, then he will feel comfortable behind. When everyone sees Fuji coming out, they will not speak. It can be seen that everyone has a certain recognition of the strength of Fuji Syusuke.

"Okay, then I'm going to warm up."

Fuji said lightly, and trot away.

"Fuji-senpai, this guy is really bad. Closed Eye. Such a good old man has spoken. How am I ashamed to say I'm going to play."

Chiba in the distance sat on the bench and mumbled constantly.

The next second match is the second singles, which is Fuji's strong point.

On the other hand, on the de national team, the atmosphere was very depressed. Jurgen looked at Russell tightly. At this time Russell was like a panicked little rabbit.

"Useless guy, although you are the weakest, but it's too shameless. You didn't catch the last ball well."

Jurgen was complaining that his last ball was hit by Oni Jujiro on the bench of De country, which deeply affected the morale of their entire team, which was not very good.

"Coach, I'll come to the end."

Kunimitsu, who was leaning against the wall, said silently after pushing his glasses.

"No, don't forget that the purpose of our visit this time is to train you. I decided to save you until the last moment. Next time, I will go!!

Jurgen said with a little domineering this bald head, which also made everyone's eyes shine.

"Wow! The de national team on the opposite side, shouldn't it be Jurgen who is going to play..."

Atobe at this moment saw Jurgen taking off his shirt and uniform on the opposite side, and he seemed to be warming up.

"Coach, do you want to substitute?

Atobe quietly said after approaching Mifune, to be honest, facing professional-level opponent Jurgen, even the genius Fuji will be beaten helplessly.

"No, it doesn't make much sense, that's it.

Mifune said with his eyes closed. To tell the truth, Mifune still knows that maybe Byodoin can still struggle twice, but there is no need, and the result can't be changed.

"The Japanese team is the second singles of the national team, please play on both sides."

At this time, Fuji Syusuke and Jurgen Polk both came to the net court at the same time, and the two leaned in front of the net to shake hands.

"Hello!"

"Hello!"

Fuji knew that Jurgen was a professional opponent, but he didn't see any pressure from his expression.

"The first game, de national team ball right!"

Referee the ball was in the hands of this bald Jurgen, the so-called coach of the national team.

"call out!!

I saw him throw the tennis ball in his hand high.At this time, the ball is not biased, not high or low, it is just right. Jurgen's net racquet swept hard, and the ball looked like a wild horse Just run out.

"Snapped!"

The tennis ball hit the court of the Japanese team cleanly and at a miraculous speed, and then flew out. At this time, Fuji had not even made any moves.

"O-15!

Jurgen of de national team serves to score and is easy.

"Next, everyone looked at the unilateral massacre in front of them stunned!!!"

"Total score 0-6"

"De national team Jurgen Polk won the second singles match, with a total score of 1-1!"

At the end of the broadcast, everyone had a surprised expression on their faces. How often did this genius Fuji Syusuke be swept away and failed to score a single point? This illustrates the gap between professional players and ordinary players.

"060 Humph! Boring!"

Jurgen snorted coldly, turned his head and walked on, Fuji Syusuke also walked back to the bench at this time.

"Sorry everyone, I lost!"

Fuji lowered his head and said guiltily.

Mifune reached out and patted him on the shoulder.

"It's not your fault, but the opponent's level is too strong.

"Don't be downcast, everyone, it's the key to earnestly meet the next match!"

Mifune looked at everyone and said seriously, his face suddenly darkened, because the next match was the third singles, and I didn't know what the organizer's intentions were, so they arranged the three singles together in a row.

At this time, a young man walked towards Mifune slowly, and stared at Mifune's eyes with his Rong Zhi eyes.

"Coach, are you willing to give me this last moment?"

Chiba's round eyes looked at Mifune tightly.

I don't know why, Mifune looked at the junior high school student in front of him, and suddenly a mysterious energy radiated from his body, with a leadership style.

"Okay, Chiba, you go!"

Mifune directly blurted out that this decision stunned everyone. At such a critical moment, the third singles, in fact, everyone has a candidate in their hearts, that is Byōdōin Hōō.

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