Net King: Shuji Tanejima

Tono's narrow eyes shrank slightly.

Wataichi used Shuji as his opponent to use this hammer of destruction, and the power was more than double that of just now.

Phew!

And in front of Shuji, tennis has the power of a sledgehammer.

"It's a good game..."

Shuji's eyes lit up.

This ball has power, speed, and soul.

The soul of a silver sledgehammer.

Swish!

Laughing, Shuji quickly whipped the racket out of his hand.

Bang!

The tennis ball was started, and Shuji's arm was gently slowed, and the tennis ball was cut out in an instant.

"So easy?"

Watanabe and Okushinobi, who were watching the battle, looked at Shuji in some surprise.

"What a skill...."

Tono changed color suddenly, if he is the top technology of U17, then the other party is the first in the real sense, no one can beat him.

Stomp on!!

On the other side, Watanata's face darkened, but the speed of the tennis ball was too fast for him to slack off for half a minute, and he quickly showed his ability to control the muscles of his body, and the feeling of lightness in his movement was even stronger than when he practiced with Shinobi Okushinobi on the street court.

"Interesting... Obviously, the state of his body is very violent, but it does not hide this lightness. "

Shuji had a smile on his face, as No.0, he had the obligation to force the other party to use his true strength, and then collect information, if he was not mistaken, the violent state on the body of Du Kedu, the younger brother of the king of destruction, was mastered to the realm of free retraction.

Rumble!

After Wataichi catches up with the tennis ball, he swings his racket and the air flow around him becomes chaotic.

"Damn, he hid so much strength when he fought me?"

Tono gritted his teeth, looking unwilling.

But he could also see that the movement caused by the other party was largely due to the violent state on his body.

But that's also part of the strength.

Bang!

The tennis ball rolled up a violent yellow dust under Wataichi's swinging racket, and then, as if it had collapsed a little, like all the wind condensed a little, suddenly shot out.

"Wind kills... Hammer!"

As Wataichi's muffled words fell.

Phew!

A hint of wind... Across!

Tono only felt a cold wind-like light suddenly appear near him, in the left corner of the stadium on this side.

Boom!

Like a discharged cannonball, it fell on the side, and in the intervening moment, it was like a cannonball exploding.

"Your brother also realized... What about the skills of this white man. The corners of Okushino's mouth hooked slightly.

He had seen Shuji's terrifying skills before, and he chose to use a wind-like sledgehammer to seal the opponent's skills.

This is also a very reluctant choice for Kedu Yi, who has always been facing him, but in the face of victory, he still chose to take a detour!

Without him, he represents the French team, and even if Shuji Tanejima is the No.1 of the Japanese team, he can't lose this game.

Swish!

However, the national honor carried in Wataichi's mind was broken, the light smile on his face froze, and the whole person looked at each other in disbelief like a sculpture.

"What?"

A few people present looked at the tennis ball in front of them, and the white-haired figure seemed to be as fast as the real wind.

Chasing Shuiji, who is playing tennis, he swings his backhand at will.

Bang!

Suddenly, Watarichi's eyes widened, but his feet were not slow, as a senior player, his grasp of hearing reached a height unimaginable to ordinary people, just a little judgment, to judge the final landing point.

Bang!

After Wataichi chases the tennis ball, hit it back.

Sou!

Bang.

Bang.

Bang.

The two fought, but anyone with a discerning eye could see that Shuji had completely seized the situation.

"This man... Is it really a player from the Japanese team?"

Okushinobu narrowed his eyes slightly.

To be honest, he doesn't underestimate the world, but the Japanese team was nothing more than No.31 last year, a country at the bottom of the world rankings, and a country that is indescribably weak.

However, it is such a weak country that has produced a master.

Wait a minute!

Suddenly, Okushino's pupils suddenly contracted.

Next to him, Watanabe also seemed to think of something, and his face changed drastically.

"Could it be... He's a freshman in high school?"

Watanabe took a deep breath, a little incredulous.

In last year's World Cup, Watanabe watched the whole process, and by chance he also saw the Japanese team from the beginning to the elimination, but neither Tono before nor Shuji Tanejima, who suppressed his younger brother on the court, had no impression.

Then there's only one answer...

Freshman in high school!

Hiss!

Okushinobu and Watanabe looked at each other, their hearts trembling slightly.

The Japanese team actually produced a real genius!

Thanks to the youth of Xiu Erchang, if it is an uncle's face like a ghost, it will definitely be used by the two of them as a secret weapon to hide in the snow.

......

Bang!

Shuiji looked at Wataichi's flaw, fanned the racket, and the tennis ball quickly bounced behind the opponent.

“400！"

Shuji looked at Wataichi, who was breathing in a chaotic rhythm, and chuckled, "The end of the game." "

World-class matches are usually three-set, two-set, or above.

But whether this informal match is a one-set or three-set, Shuji has already completed the score to the end of the set, so he is not wrong in judging the end point.

On the other side, Wataichi kept panting and said gloomily: "Are you really a player of the Japanese team?"

Listening to his tone, it seemed hard to believe.

"Huh!"

Seeing Wataichi like this, Tono gently hooked the corners of his mouth. At first, he had no intention of provoking the other party, but the other party saw that he was a player from the Japanese team, so he forced him to fight.

Outside the court, Watanabe's complexion changed and changed, and he stopped after several steps.

Subsequently, he became distracted, like an outsider.

"What a ruthless brother. "

Next to him, Okuren shook his head slightly.

Duke Wataichi's talent is not lower than Duke Watanabe, but he is lazy, so he has become like this.

Therefore, it is not a good thing to be knocked and beaten.

However, the strength of this player of the Japanese team is really terrifying.

Okushinobi's gaze fell on Shuji, and his complexion suddenly changed.

"Hey, what do you want to do?"

Duke Watanabe, who was not going to make a move, saw Shuji's next move, and his eyes suddenly widened and he had the idea of making a move. _

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