Prince of Tennis: Fusion Kaido, Thunder Gossip Polk

Lin Feng's voice was full of vigor and vitality.

It quickly attracted more than a dozen people in the park court.

They stopped what they were doing and turned to look at Lin Feng and the people from Fudo Peak.

Hearing Lin Feng's "harsh" provocation.

A muscular man with yellow back hair, who looked like a bad college student from the tennis club, had his veins bulging.

The back-haired college student raised the racket in his hand.

He rushed to the front of the people from Fudo Peak and asked with some provocative words.

"Who said that just now?!

If you have the guts, come..."

The back-haired man felt something was wrong. He looked up from level to looking up, and finally looked up, only to see Lin Feng's chin and immediately closed his mouth.

Huh? ! Is this a junior high school student from Fudo Peak?

What's the matter with this height? !

What's the matter with these muscles like steel? !

It feels like a beast, okay!

"I said it.

Do I need to repeat it again?"

Lin Feng lowered his head slightly and looked at the college student with slicked back hair who was suddenly as quiet as a little rabbit in front of him.

The other party immediately shut up and shook his head frantically.

Sure enough, height and size are a deterrent in any world.

Lin Feng ignored him.

But he glanced at the people in the stadium and waited for their reply.

Behind him, Tachibana Yoshihei, Ibu Shinji and others were dumbfounded.

To be precise, there was some downtime.

"I, I didn't hear it wrong.

The minister just said that if we lose one round, we will lose?"

Kamio Akira shed some cold sweat.

He still didn't believe it. How could Lin Feng dare to say such provocative words.

"Yes, you didn't hear it wrong."

Ishida Tetsu answered decisively.

"Yes, the minister said one round, hey, hey."

Uchimura Kyosuke's mouth twitched a little, and he smiled helplessly.

"One round? I think we can give it a try."

Ibu Shinji didn't really care.

"What the hell can we give it a try!" Kamio Akira was a little excited.

Does Lin Feng know.

What does one round mean! ? It means six balls! !

Six balls decide life and death.

It doesn't make sense no matter how you think about it!

The key is that the opponent is still a college tennis club and adult tennis enthusiasts.

Physical strength and endurance, as well as technology.

They are all above their Fudo Peak, and it is impossible to win under such harsh conditions!

"Six balls, what a limit."

Tachibana Jiping was also a little shaken. Although he was confident that he could beat the players in front of him.

But six balls are still a bit of a limit.

This means.

In the whole game, there are a maximum of five mistakes. If there are more than five, you will lose the game directly.

No matter how much advantage you have accumulated before, it will be cleared.

The pressure is really great.

"Hmph, it would be great if we can just win all the time. What are you worried about?

If we can't even win, why go to the national competition?"

Lin Feng said this, and ignored the people of Fudo Peak who were still weighing their options and were afraid, and walked to the center of the court.

"Of course, we can't let you play with us for nothing.

From today on, our games will have prizes.

Just like the rules of other courts, two singles and one doubles, two wins out of three games, 50,000 Sakura coins each time, how about that?

As long as we lose, they will pay for you, don't worry!"

Lin Feng said, pointing to the people of Fudo Peak.

He stood at a certain distance from the people of Fudo Peak, which was considered to have completely cleared himself.

Kamio Akira pointed at himself and widened his eyes.

Huh?

"With such harsh conditions, we still bet on football?!

Isn't this clearly asking us to pay?!"

Not only Kamio Akira, but others were also dumbfounded.

"This is not gambling, what's the difference between this and giving money away?!"

"Fifty thousand per game, if you come every day and lose every day, wouldn't it be one million and a half a month?! (Almost sixty-seven thousand RMB)"

For several middle school students, it's an astronomical figure! !

You know, they chose tennis.

They need all kinds of physical supplements, and their family has increased from the original fifteen thousand to thirty thousand per month.

This, after one game.

Several people will have a big bleeding.

A group of heartaches! !

Moreover, facing this game that was about to be lost, everyone in Fudo Peak was instantly at a loss.

But Lin Feng didn't care about them.

He certainly knew how much pocket money Ju Jiping and others had every month. At most, they only had two hundred thousand.

Not enough to lose five times.

But that's it, one game only gives them five chances.

The money is only enough for them to lose five times.

This sense of urgency, their adrenaline, nerves will be stimulated as never before.

This kind of scalp tingling feelingSituation.

In Lin Feng's past wanderings, he often accompanied him and had long been accustomed to it.

As long as there is a breakthrough.

It will make their reflexes have a qualitative leap! !

"Young man, it's better to be humble when speaking.

Although, I don't think highly of this 50,000.

But you are looking down on us a little too much, so I have to accept this game."

Just when both sides were undecided, a bald middle-aged man walked out of the crowd.

He squinted his eyes and had a big belly, giving people the feeling that he was not a player but a coach.

The bald uncle smiled and grabbed the racket.

"People like to play something exciting when they reach middle age.

All the money for us challengers is paid by me, what do you think, college students.

Do you dare to go up like this?"

The four college students became excited when they heard it, including the student with the slicked back hair just now, and they all nodded.

"Since the uncle has said so, we have no reason to back down.

After all, we are also in the university tennis club, there is no reason for us to lose to junior high school students.

Let us take this pocket money."

Several college students can't wait to share the 50,000 yuan they picked up for free.

Free money is worth a lot of money.

In other words, they don't think they will lose.

"Okay! Then it's settled!

We will come at this time every day in the future to accept your challenge!"

The bald uncle showed a row of white teeth and naturally became their captain.

After the baseball team gathered together to discuss.

The bald uncle came out again and stood at the bottom line of the court.

"Then stop talking nonsense."

"According to the rules, go out first to play singles.

Who will go first? Big guy, is it you?"

The bald uncle was full of confidence, and he didn't show stage fright even when facing the majestic Lin Feng.

After all, in his opinion, even if Lin Feng is still a junior high school student.

The court experience is naturally not as rich as his.

Experience can make up for the difference in physical strength, and Lin Feng's big body may not necessarily give him an advantage in playing tennis.

The bald uncle had already analyzed it clearly.

In this case, he has many ways to win.

Lin Feng smiled, walked to the side of the court, and pointed at Tachibana Jiping in Fudo Peak.

"No, he will be the first one to play.

The vice-captain of our Fudo Peak.

Tachibana Jiping is also a regular player, remember his name.

He will be the one to defeat you, uncle."