Prince of Tennis: The Power of Fantasy

"Even if the strength is not at the same level, but such a miserable defeat, I think they will not feel good in their hearts.

Irie Kanata sighed helplessly.

"It is true, but in the face of such an opponent, Kimishima-senpai and Tohno-senpai are forgiven for losing."

"Fortunately, this is just a warm-up match, and it won't hurt to lose."

Yiyun didn't care.

Just now his attention was focused on Tasta's body.

I have to say that Tasta's strength is indeed strong.

Even if he didn't exert his full strength in the match just now, the sense of oppression and ability to dominate the match he showed was still shocking.

Perhaps in the original book, the rumors that he was able to match Amadeus are not necessarily completely wrong.

Even if Tasta's strength is not as good as Amadeus, it should not be too far apart.

Most of the two are at the same level, just the difference between strong and weak.

On the other side, the Swiss U-17 team is located.

"Tasta, Pete, good job."

Looking at Tasta and Pietland Bill returning from the court, Luca Muller praised them.

"The strength of those two people just now was too bad. It would be great if our opponents were the two in the first match."

Tasta said lightly.

"I think so too."

Pete Lambir nodded, he agreed with Tasta's words.

"The match is about to begin. Now we invite the players from both sides to participate in the third match to play."

At this time, the referee's voice rang.

"The last match was matched."

Hearing referee's voice, Luka Muller's eyes first scanned all the Swiss U-17 teammates around him, and then fell on a middle school student behind him.

"According to the rules of the warm-up match, in the final match, a middle school student must be required to play."

"So, Henry, you have to go, don't let me down.

Luka Muller said slowly.

"Well, I understand, general."

The junior high school student named Henry nodded.

"Then another person"

Luca Muller's gaze shifted to Amadeus.

"Amadeus, you go."

"me?"

Amadis was taken aback for a moment, and then he understood Luca Muller's thoughts.

Obviously, even in a warm-up match, Luke and Mueller do not want to lose.

and

Thinking of the terrifying middle school student of the Japanese U-17 representative team, Amadeus's face was slightly solemn.

The two stood up and walked towards the match venue.

Luca Muller looked at the back of Amadeus and Henry leaving, his eyes flickering constantly, making people unable to guess what he was thinking.

"Master, are you worried?"

Seeing the serious expression on Luca Muller's face, Tasta couldn't help asking.

"You are right, Tasta, I am really a little worried.

Luka Muller did not deny it.

"Although Henry, who is still young, does make people a little worried, but with Amadeus, it should be fine to win this match."

Tasta was puzzled.

Amadis is the next chief appointed by Huka-Müller and their coach of the Swiss U-17 team. He is also a powerful player about to enter the professional tennis world.

Is it possible that with his strength, there will be accidents in such a warm-up match?

"Tasta, the problem is not Henry, nor Amadeus, but the middle school student in the U-17 training camp in Japan, Kazami Youyun.

"I asked you to focus on the information of Kazami Youyun. Before him, can you imagine a middle school student who is the same age as Henry, who can beat Camus from the French U-17 team?"

"Although I don't want to admit it, do you think Kazami Youyun's strength is worse than Amadeus?"

Luka Muller asked two questions in a row.

It is conceivable that at this moment, his heart is so uneasy.

"Kazami Youyun."

Tasta said the name silently in his heart, and a dignified color appeared in his eyes.

At the same time, where the Japanese U-17 team is located.

"Next, it's our turn to match, Senior Irie."

Yiyun looked at Irie Kanata and said.

"Playing doubles with Youyun is really exciting for me."

A smile appeared on Irie Kanata's face.

"Let's go, Irie Kanata, you have to be more serious later, if you lose, Mifune old man will trouble us."

Yi Yun reminded Irie Kanata.

However, even though he said such words, Youwai's face was quite calm, and there was no hint of worry at all.

""Don't worry, Youyun, I will do my best.

Irie Kanata assured.

As for whether this sentence is true or not, it depends on the situation.

Later, the two also got up and entered the court.

"The third match started, Kazami Youyun Irie Kanata played against Amadeus Henry Nobel III, and the first round ended and the Swiss team served."

After both parties entered the arena and ready for the match, referee announced the start of the match.

Auditorium.

"Niyun has appeared on the stage. I don't know what level of strength he has reached now."

Yukimura spoke.

"We can never guess no matter how much we guess, let match tell us the result."

Atobe curled his lips.

(Wang?) He knows very well that the level of this exhibition match has reached a level that they currently can't touch at all. How can they judge the strength of both sides of the match.

"Atobe is right. Let's stop the effort and watch the match."

Hearing Atobe's words, Yukimura and others also felt reasonable, and then they focused their attention on both sides of the match.

on court.

"Amadeus, let me see your strength."

A gleam of light flashed in Yi Yun's eyes.

opposite.

Amadis threw the tennis ball, and then racquet in his hand hit the tennis hard.

call out.

A sharp sound of breaking through the air sounded.

The tennis ball is like torn air, traversing a trajectory that is difficult to capture at a half-delay, and in a flash, it comes to the courts of Youyun and Irie Kanata. .

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