Net King: Shuji Tanejima

"Of course... It's rare to meet a player from the Japanese team. "

On the other side, that is, the captain of the Korean national team, who was considered difficult to see by Tezuka, the corners of Kim Hanlong's mouth hooked, and there was a charming smile that made all the girls who came with him crazy.

Kim Han-ryong also answered Gaji's question.

Hearing this, Kajifeng looked at Jin Hanlong, the captain of the Han national team, with a gloomy face.

"This guy... What's the idea?"

Kaji regretted leaving the team with some regrets in his heart, and was targeted by the other party alone.

Not long ago, he met all the members of the first army of the Korean national team here, and then saw that he was wearing a Japanese team uniform and did not allow him to go.

"No.5 of the Japanese team, hurry up, okay?"

On the edge, some players in the Korean national team were dissatisfied.

"yes, our boss is in a hurry. "

"Hey... Are you afraid?"

"Well, it's also possible... After all, he is the fifth in the Japanese team, where can he compare to our world-class captain. "

"The captain is invincible!"

The other players of the Korean national team seconded the proposal, using sharp language to ridicule and sarcastic.

Captain Jin Hanlong, the corners of his mouth flashed a hint of curvature. It can be seen that he is quite useful.

Hearing this, Jia Zhifeng's face turned pale.

But he still said calmly: "Captain of the Korean national team, Jin Hanlong, our Japanese First Army is nearby, how about I let them fight with you?"

Well?

Jin Hanlong's pupils shrank, and then he pretended to smile elegantly: "Are you afraid of fighting me?"

"Humph!"

Jiazhifeng snorted coldly, you are a world-class player, wouldn't I fight you to death?

Thinking, he turned away.

Bang!

At this moment, a tennis ball appeared at his feet, like a cannonball crashing to the ground, bouncing high.

Swish!

Kaji turned around, and a strong momentum erupted, and his voice was cold: "Since you want to fight, I will accompany you to the end!"

Admittedly, he doesn't want to play against world-class players, especially this trip to France, after seeing world-class games, he is even more afraid of the so-called world-class.

But he is also the top five of the Japanese team, and he has his own dignity and arrogance, how can he retire?

Even if he wants to retreat, he can't retreat, this Jin Hanlong is clearly not allowed to leave.

Swish!

The thought turned, and Kaji took out a tennis ball from his pocket rather solemnly.

"Answer, promise?"

The players of the Korean national team looked at each other, if it was them, they would not dare to agree, even if they agreed for the sake of face, they would not be so calm.

Oh?

The corners of the captain's Kim Han-ryong's mouth turned up slightly.

"Interesting... Is this the fifth place for the Japanese team? Much better than the garbage in the team. "

Kim Han-ryong's heart is full of disdain for his teammates.

However, it has nothing to do with him, the weaker this group of teammates, the higher his status in the country and the power of the U-17. Let's put it this way, other countries, such as the original Byodoin, are disrespectful to a few head coaches at most, but they will still pay tribute to the kind of coach of Mifune.

But he Kim Han-ryong is a powerful figure in the U-17, and no one is disrespectful.

So is the head coach.

Holding power and acting arbitrarily is all because his teammates are too wasteful, and he Jin Hanlong is too strong.

World class!

These three big characters, in the country at the end, are as noble as the god emperor.

"Huh!"

Jin Hanlong chuckled: "There are many styles of gaji, and you deserve to be Japan's No.5, so well, I'll teach you how to play tennis." "

His voice has the soft breeze of spring, and the magnetic voice makes the female fans who came with Han Guo flushed.

"Oba is so elegant!"

"yes, yes, that Kaji Feng Duo is ugly in comparison. "

"I think I'm so ugly when you say it, like a beggar. "

Female fans seem to have colored glasses, and they have many prejudices against Jiazhifeng, and he is directly belittled as ugly in the original book.

Hearing this, the surrounding audience showed anger.

These girls, there is no need to chase stars to this extent, right?

But they were also in a state of horror.

This Kim Han-ryong and his men, as well as Kaji Futa, seem to represent the two countries.

"Tezuka..."

Not the second eye is light.

"Ahh

Tezuka nodded, his eyes flashing with a hint of attention.

Although it is not known specifically, the two sides seem to be people from the national team.

On the side of the court, Kaji Kazada had anger in his heart.

"These ugly women are so annoying..."

But he was also the fifth in the army, and his heart was close to Foggy Valley, so he quickly dispelled this anger.

It's taboo to be angry before the game.

What's more, he had been miserably fired by these ugly women's marbles before, and now he is more or less adapted.

Syllable.

Kajifudo gently slapped the ball and tossed it up.

"Nice wind..."

The corners of his mouth turned up, and he pressed the tennis ball.

Bang!

Using the use of the wind, the momentum of his ball was extremely strong, like a sharpened spiral, smashing into the bottom right side of the sun in more than 20 degrees.

"Goo..."

The people of the Korean national team suddenly felt a storm of pressure coming. None of them could catch the ball.

"Oh, it's too far away!"

But there are also players who sneered.

Swish!

Jin Hanlong's figure is like a moving barrier, moving as fast as a wind, and not moving like a mountain when stopping.

He appeared in front of the ball.

"World-class demeanor..."

On the other side, Kaji gritted his teeth, not talking about whether the other party was really world-class in full nature, just this demeanor reached the world-class.

Bang!

Kim Han-ryong swings his racket and knocks the ball out.

Boom!

Kaji's face changed, and he jumped quickly and swung his racket, but he was still overcome.

“0-15！"

Kim Han Ryong smiled and seemed polite, but some adults saw the sneer on his face. Although the other party didn't show it clearly, he just felt like this.

"Hmm..."

The faces of the crowd changed slightly, and they, the Japanese audience, had never seen this level of competition at all. For a moment, my mind was flooded with shock.

"Actually..."

On the other side of the small staircase, Fuji's pupils shrank.

Tezuka's momentum has changed instantaneously, and the serve and return of these two people make him feel like he can't react to his thinking.