Make Akutsu Jin Cry At the Start

"Introduce myself, Senyu Shinji."

"From today, to countless years to come, you will hear this name."

Senyu Shinji spoke lightly.

The seemingly plain words contain unprecedented confidence and pride.

The voice fell.

Everyone was stunned.

Facing the sun, they saw an utterly lonely figure.

It was ethereal and indifferent like a real fairy.

"Senyu?"

Mother Hua's face changed slightly when she heard this word.

After living in Japan for more than 70 years, how could she not know this prestigious family?

Not only the first consortium, but also one of the masters of Japan.

"Boy."

Jin Zhenghe narrowed his eyes and said coldly, "You'd better roll away."

"Master, I have no time to amuse you here."

For this kind of junior high school student whose hair hasn't grown up, he didn't want to understand at all.

On the contrary, the red-haired child is full of attraction to Kim Jong-wa.

"If I can't even win.

"Then you don't need to go to the exchange match."

Senyu Shinji quietly walked to the other side of the net, and racquet pointed diagonally at Kim Jong-wa in his hand.

No matter from the action or the look, they are all full of provocation.

It can even be said to be disdain.

In fact.

In the entire country of Japan, no one can look at the Korean tennis world.

It was a "wild place where you couldn't even play badminton."

Although Japan is not well-known internationally in recent years, after all, it has produced many tennis players who dominate the world.

From "Two Golden Flowers" to Samurai Nanjiro, which one is not the strong man who dominates the era.

On the other hand, Goryeo does not have the qualifications to attract the world's attention.

"Humph!"

Staring at Senyu Shinji in front of him, a sharp expression flashed in Jin Jonghe's eyes.

If it weren't for dodge, how could he be attacked by this guy?

``Ant, dare to do this!'

Immediately afterwards.

Kim Jong-he held the net racquet silently, and walked to another baseline.

As the two stood one after another, the audience showed their curiosity.

Is it the rumored Senyu Senyu that is stronger, or is this Goryeo stronger.

The situation on the scene is on the verge of breaking out.

"Mother-in-law!"

Kintarou Tooyama on the side pointed to Senyu Shinji on the court, and asked in a low voice, "Can that brother win?"

"do not know."

Granny Hua, also called Granny Shan, shook her head.

In fact.

Even she can't see the true strength of Senyu Shinji.

Not to mention that Senyu Shinji and Kim Jong-ho are on the same level.

"What are you waiting for?"

With a torch-like stare, Senyu Shinji said faintly: "It's getting darker, I'll finish the fight earlier, I'm just going back for dinner."

Wow!!!

When the audience heard these words, they all looked excited.

Senyu is really immortal, she is really domineering!

Even Granny Hua couldn't help but shrink her pupils.

Senyu Shinji's eyes have not changed a bit, which is really amazing.

Any tennis player standing on the top of the world, in addition to having outstanding talent and the hard work of everyone.

What is more important is a shrewd mind and a calm mind.

To some extent, the young man in front of him already possesses the style of a top player.

"Boy, you will regret it."

Jin Zhenghe was completely irritated, and an unprecedented cleansing appeared on his face.

"boom!"

next moment.

Black and red flames erupted from all over Jin Jonghe.

It was a kind of extreme brutality.

Electric light flint room.

A terrifying tennis ball shot out.

The audience only felt a fierce and dangerous breath rushing toward their faces.

"That ball"

"very scary!!!"

"Does this guy want to kill?"

The audience couldn't help exclaiming.

The ball played by Kim Jong-wa went straight to Senyu Shinji's face and killed it.

If this is hit, I am afraid that the whole person will not only be seriously injured, but will die or not.

"Big brother, run away!"

Kintarou Tooyama was even more shocked, and quickly shouted to Senyu Shinji.

He knew that Senyu Shinji was for his own sake, so he didn't want Senyu Shinji to be hurt.

"Xiaojin, be quiet."

The mother-in-law Hana on the side uttered a low voice, stopping Kintaro's movements.

From a closer look, the strength of this Korean player is really strong.

That ball is not only a collection of strength, but also a variation of rotation, combining the two together with an extraordinary speed.

I have to say that the skills of the Koreans are well mastered.

In a professional-level matchup like this, the quarrel off the court will not only help Senyu Shinji, but will cause even more terrifying consequences.

This is also the reason why Granny Flower interrupted Kintaro.

*"Yes! Mother-in-law!

Kintarou Tooyama also seemed to understand that his behavior was inappropriate, and with full concern, his eyes continued to stare directly at the court.

"Murder skills?"

"It really looks like a Korean stick."

Senyu Shinji's expression did not change a little, his face remained as indifferent as before.

Just when everyone was in fear for him.

Step on!

Senyu Shinji did not retreat but moved forward, facing the fierce tennis ball.

With a light wave of racquet in his hand.

"boom!"

The tennis ball hit the racquet, and the terrifying force caused the net line of the racket to tremble.

Roll back and forth at the impact center, the first harmonic wave node, and the maximum elastic recovery point.

Finally, the kinetic energy was completely consumed.

"This guy!!"

Watching his opponent easily resolve his nirvana, Jin Jonghe's expression couldn't help changing.

The ball just injected the power of professional-level elites, and it was so easy to be followed by others.

It's incredible!

(Of it)

"go!"

At this time, Senyu Shinji gave a soft drink.

The arm muscles bulged slightly and patted quietly.

"call out!"

A sharp piercing sound sang throughout the court.

The tennis ball penetrates the void like a sharp arrow, causing space distortion, and the sound of sonic boom is endless.

Before Kim Jong-he could react, the tennis ball had already hit the baseline.

"Puff!"

Finally, slide out from the baseline to outside the court.

Everyone opened their mouths wide and didn't say a word for a long time.

Such a fierce ball actually fought back in such a trivial way.

"You disappoint me a bit.

Slowly retracting the racquet, Senyu Shinji glanced at Kim Jong-wa and spoke lightly.

A seat of white clothes and black hair stood still, arrogant and supreme.

In the eyes of everyone, only the ethereal meaning is seen, but the mundane and tacky are not seen.

Senyu, a well-deserved name! Tongue,

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