Prince of Tennis: The Power of Fantasy

on court.

"call."

Kimijima took a deep breath and served again.

boom.

With a sound of hitting the ball, the match started again.

boom.

boom.

boom.

The initiative of the match is still firmly in the hands of Albert Federer and Randy Pugu.

0-15.

0-30.

0-40.

1-1.

2-1.

3-1.

4-1.

5-1.

6-1.

boom.

Patter.

The tennis ball knocked away the racquet in Kimijima's hand and then flew out of the court.

"The first match ended, the score was 6-1, and the winner was the Swiss team."

Referee announces the score.

Albert Federer and Randy Pugu quickly scored the first match.

Outside the court, the preparation area for the Japanese U-17 team.

"The players of the Swiss U-17 team are beginning to show their strength."

Irie Kanata pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose and spoke.

"Indeed, the two members of the Swiss U-17 team were too powerful after using their explosive clothes. Tohno and Kimishima couldn't handle it."

Oni Jujiro also agreed with Irie Kanata's words.

"The match in the first two rounds was tied 1-1 again."

Tanegashima Shuji couldn't help but sigh.

"Hehe, after all, it is the Swiss team ranked second in the U-17 World Cup. It is normal to be so difficult to deal with."

The doctor outside gave a chuckle.

"Yes."

Tanegashima Shuji rubbed his Suns hole.

"I'm afraid the latter match will be even more difficult to play."

"The second set of match begins, and the Japanese team serves the game."

At this time, referee's voice came over.

Hearing referee's voice, Irie Kanata and others stopped talking, and refocused their attention on the court.

on court.

"Kimishima, is there any good way to deal with their power?"

Tohno Atsukyo said solemnly.

At this moment, his face was extremely ugly.

In the match just now, he and Kimijima had almost no resistance in front of Albert Federer and Randy Pugu.

The two of them spent most of their time avoiding the attacks of Albert Federer and Randy Pugu, and they barely made sure that they were not injured.

As for the counterattack, they have no chance at all.

"I don't know how to deal with their power."

Kimijima shook her head, eyes full of helplessness.

Although his and Tohno Atsukyo's skills are not bad, the terrifying power of Albert Federer and Randy Pugu after using the explosive clothes is far beyond the range of the two of them.

Now that the match is in progress, Kimijima has understood a little bit.

That is, Albert Federer and Randy Pugu are far superior to him and Tohno Atsukyo.

Such a huge power gap cannot be made up by tactics.

"hateful.

Tohno Atsukyo gritted his teeth, unwillingly in his heart.

"Hey."

Kimijima let out a sigh.

He didn't want to win this match, but Albert Federer and Randy Pugu are indeed not opponents he and Tohno Atsukyo can defeat.

Fortunately, Kimijima's mental power is very strong and his will is very firm.

Therefore, he quickly adjusted his state.

After all, even if this match would lose, he and Tohno Atsukyo would not let others underestimate the Japanese U-17 team.

boom.

boom.

boom.

The dull and fierce batting sound rang, and the two sides fought again.

However, the situation on the court is still the same as in the first set.

Although Kimijima and Tohno Atsukyo have tried their best, they have no choice but to do nothing.

0-15.

0-30.

0-40.

1-0.

2-0.

3-0.

4-0.

5-0.

5-1.

6-1.

"The second match ended, the score was 6-1, and the winner was the Swiss team."

"The match of the second doubles ended, the score was 6-1, 6-1, and the Swiss team won."

The referee announced the match result.

At this point, the Swiss U-17 team pulled back one round. In the first two matches, the two sides tied 1-1.

It was not until the end of the second match that Tohno Atsukyo and Kimijima managed to get a point from Albert Federer and Randy Pugu.

Although this point cannot affect the final result, it means that Tohno Atsukyo and Kimijima did not give up.

After the match, the two sides left the court and returned to their respective preparation areas.

Outside the court, the preparation area for the Swiss U-17 team.

"In this way, we and the Japanese U-17 team are on the same starting line."

"According to the current trend, we can beat the Japanese team and enter the U-17 World Cup finals. There is still great hope.

Seeing Albert Federer and Randy Pugu easily defeated their opponents, a smile appeared on Pietrambe's face.

"Yes."

Tasta nodded.

The results of the first two matches were exactly the same as they expected.

In Tasta's view, the current situation is the most favorable for their Swiss U-17 team.

"The match is not over yet, don't take it lightly.

Luca Muller reminded.

"We understand, Master."

Pete Rambir and others responded.

They all understand the strength of the Japanese U-17 team, and naturally they will not relax in their hearts.

"Now we will start the second singles match, and both players will be invited to play.

At this time, the referee's voice rang.

"Amadeus, go."

Luka Muller stood up.

Amadis stood up silently and walked towards the match venue.

On the other side, the preparation area for the Japanese U-17 team.

A sharp light flashed in Byōdōin Hōō's eyes, and then he left his seat and entered the court.

"Oh, how long have we not seen this expression in Byodoin Temple."

Tanegashima Shuji said unexpectedly.

"The last time, it seemed to be a few months ago, the day when he just came down from the back mountain and matched the ghost.

Irie Kanata remembered it for a while, then remembered it. Dry,

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