Net King: Shuji Tanejima

Team Japan.

Everyone watched the fight between Byodoin and Watanabe, and their hands were sweating.

"Boss!"

A few people in Tono, with a solemn face.

Mifune glanced at the people of the French team, brought up a digression, and said slowly, "You should have found something, right?"

"What?"

Tono turned his head and asked in amazement.

"There are not enough players in the French team. "

Mifune Road.

Hearing this, everyone raised their eyes and swept over, only to find that there were less than twenty people on the other side.

I thought that there were still a few players leaning against the wall on the opposite side, but after trying my best to observe, I found that there seemed to be no one inside.

"It's not... Expedition, can't you be absent?"

Tono frowned and asked puzzled.

At this time, Shuji spoke, "France is their territory, if there are a few less, no one else will say anything... And, isn't that good for us?"

As he spoke, Shuji laughed.

It's not that he's afraid, but he's alone, and he can only pick two.

Singles and doubles.

If France's top four players come together, it will only give Japan a heavier blow.

"Anyway... They also underestimate us!"

Tono gritted his teeth.

Foggy Hollow and the others also had a hint of dissatisfaction.

At this time, their personal heroism was still very heavy, and they did not consider at all that the arrival of France would bring them a blow to Japan.

"Okay, don't underestimate France, even if they don't have players, they have a good overall strength. "

Mifune's voice gradually became cold, and his eyes fell on the opposite side of the French team, the person who leaned against the wall, his voice suddenly became much heavier, and said, "You see the person in the innermost part of the wall, right?"

Well?

The person Mifune said immediately attracted the attention of the first army and others.

They looked over and frowned.

The man Mifune was talking about was covered by the players of the French team and could not see it clearly, but Nakagawa Neido, who was last in the ranking and leaned to the side, swallowed his saliva.

He, a big man who was not afraid of anything, said with some fear: "That person seems to have four hands." "

Four hands?

Hearing this, everyone's hearts trembled.

"Is that so?"

With a hint of doubt, Tono leaned towards the angle of Nakagawa Inner and Outer Dao, and immediately, he saw that the other party seemed to have four hands as Nakagawa Inner and Outer Dao said.

Subconsciously, Tono rubbed his eyes, and looked again, but it was still like that.

"Gollum..."

Tono swallowed, "How is it possible... It's really four hands!"

Hearing this, the people in the first army still didn't believe it and moved their feet.

When he saw the other party's figure clearly, his pupils contracted suddenly, and he was a little convinced.

It's really four hands!

Mifune entered the road and said in a deep voice: "I mentioned his name to you before, remember?"

"Yes. "

The look on Xiu Er's face was constricted, and he said a little tensely: "I remember that his name is Dio, and the French team is ranked eleventh, and I remember that the head coach said that his strength can be leaned forward again." "

"Hmm!"

Mifune nodded, supplemented the other party's information, and said: "Dio, the sophomore player, the leader of their sophomore camp, he has four legs and four hands, because he has been a conjoined baby from the moment he was born, but... He's a special kind. "

Siamese people generally have two heads, four hands, and four legs.

But Dio, on the other hand, has one head, four hands, and four feet.

Hence the name 'mutated conjoined man'!

Everyone in the First Army fell silent when they listened to Coach Mifune's description.

Although they do not sympathize with this opponent, they can also imagine how much discrimination the other party has received in the past.

"The most important thing is that this is the lions apprentice of the French team who didn't come, and his strength... Perhaps even better than Duke Watanabe. "

As he spoke, Mifune Irimichi looked at the court with a deep gaze, Duke Watanabe, who was in full swing with Byodoin.

The other party is strong, faintly gathering a little, and there is a sense of destruction.

The fourth-place apprentice of the French team?

Everyone on the Japanese team looked at the face of Dio, who was leaning against the wall, with an ordinary face, but what disappointed them was that they were too far away to see each other's expressions, but from the perspective of him leaning against the wall, as if he was alone, there was a feeling of standing out from the crowd.

This person is not simple.

In this way, the French team is tricky, if not a complete piece of the puzzle.

Meanwhile.

on the pitch.

It has been three minutes since the goal played by Byodoin and Duke Watanabe.

"It's amazing..."

"He's really... Players from the Japanese team?"

"That's good, but the current King of Destruction hasn't used his skills either. "

The audience thinks so.

That's what the guys on both teams thought the same way.

Examiner, Bo's gaze fell on Watanabe, and the momentum of the other party seemed to have changed.

Stadium.

"It's time!"

Watanabe looked at the flying tennis ball, and when he felt the pores of his whole body heat up, the essence in his eyes gathered and spread a little, turning into flames.

He took a deep breath, his breath became heavy, and he muttered, "Home run!"

Rumble!

As he spoke, he passed the power into the inside of the tennis ball.

Abruptly, the racket lifted and knocked the tennis ball out.

Boom!

The tennis ball shook and set off a wave of evenly heated air.

"Humph!"

On the other side, Byodoin's expression remained unchanged, and with a wave of the racket, he hit back the opponent's temptation.

Trample!

Seeing this, Watanabe's expression didn't seem to be surprised, but judging from his more solemn look, he was going to make a real trick.

"Duke... Home run!"

With a low roar, he struck a baseball swing pose.

Rumble!

The opponent's actions made everyone in the Japanese team momentary and inseparable from half a point, so the moment when the opponent's racket collided with the tennis ball, rubbing against the strong wind and waves, and setting off a heavy wind and sand, it made their hearts tremble.

Rumble!

Watanabe's shot, with extreme fury, is half a level stronger than Duke Watanabe, who was phantomed by Nioh.

Trample!

Byodoin, however, took a step forward, turning the racket lightly to aim at the tennis ball at a positive angle.

"Crazy?"

In the amazement of the audience, he swung his racket and volleyed the tennis ball out.

Boom!

At the moment of resistance, his whole body seemed to sink, but what stunned everyone was that he did not retreat half a point.

"Pretty good force. "

A hint of appreciation flashed in Byodoin's eyes, and he raised his racket and hit it back with undiminished force.

Sou!

The tennis ball follows a trace of arc. With a bang, it hit Watanabe's back.

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