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"Hmm? What happened?"

Akuzumo was slightly surprised.

Has Kimishima Ikuto negotiated with the two French players?

When? Jean and Andre were silent.

Both of them were making it more difficult for their teammates to hit the ball, as if deliberately.

This made Kimishima Ikuto and Omagari Ryuji feel much more comfortable.

During the break off the court, the French team and the Japanese team asked a little and understood the reason.

It turned out that Kimishima Ikuto persuaded Jean and Andre to do weight training.

It's the same game.

If there is no challenge, then there is no point in playing.

Jean and Andre thought it made sense.

Anyway, they are strong enough and confident enough.

When the situation is not right, they can fight back.

After the weight training,

Omagari Ryuji and Kimishima Ikuto finally fought with Jean and Andre until the tiebreaker.

At this time,

Omagari Ryuji's endurance advantage was revealed.

Until the tiebreaker!

Omagari Ryuji's fighting power did not fluctuate at all!

Like the first game, it remained at the peak!

"It's our turn to fight back!"

Daqu Longci's eyes were sharp.

He suddenly smashed the ball towards Rang.

""Hmm?"

Jean glanced at Omagari Ryuji calmly.

Bang!

He swung the racket at the tennis ball.

Boom!

The tennis ball shot out like an arrow!

It was so fast that people couldn't even see the shadow of the ball.

This ball!

The super sweet spot technique was used!

8-6! The French team won!

Omagari Ryuji was stunned, and finally smiled bitterly.

Kimijima Ikuto also sighed softly.

They calculated the time for the whole set.

But in front of the absolute strength gap!

Everything was in vain!

After using the super sweet spot technique, Jean was completely not in the same league as the two.

His ball speed was simply unstoppable.

However, even though the reality was in front of them.

In the second set,

Omagari Ryuji and Kimijima Ikuto still didn't give up.

After the hellish training in the back mountain, the will of the two was still very firm.

Even though the two knew that they were still far behind the real perverts like Akutsume, Byodoin Phoenix, and Reinhard, but!

The word"surrender"!

Never existed in their dictionary!

"Neon Team vs. France Expedition Tournament!

Doubles No. 2!

Jean and Andre win!

Score 7-6.6-2!

Game over~"

Finally.

Doubles No. 2 came to an end.

Kimijima Ikuto and Omagari Ryuji walked off the court with some regret.

At this moment, the two of them were even more lonely than Reinhardt at the beginning.

But unfortunately.

The two of them did not realize what it means to be strong.

So this could not make them awaken the glory of loneliness.

Akutsumo patted their shoulders.

"OK, you have done a good job.

Next, let's hand it over to others."

"I will win this match for you two."

Irie Kanata picked up the racket, his tone relaxed, but gave people an unquestionable sense of firmness.

"Irie, be careful, the opponent is——"

Kimijima Ikuto adjusted his glasses and pointed at the players coming out of the French team.

Professional player, Sartre, the vice-captain of the French team!

Irie Kanata's steps slowed down slightly, but he recovered immediately and left an extremely domineering sentence.

"A professional player, so what?"

Everyone on the Neon team was stunned.

At this moment, Irie Kanata was too confident, wasn't he?

Akutsumo, Byodoin Phoenix, and Oni Jujiro stared at Irie Kanata's receding back.

They knew that Irie Kanata was definitely not weak.

But Irie Kanata's singles strength was not yet revealed.

Now facing the professional player Sartre, they should be able to see the depth of Irie Kanata.

The direction of the French team.

Sartre walked onto the court calmly.

Sartre had no idea how much experience he had in major competitions.

He was clear enough about his own strength and confident enough that no matter what opponent he met, it would not be enough to cause Sartre's mentality to fluctuate seriously.

"Irie Kanata, I've watched your matches. You have great insight and your attack angles are very tricky.

But you lack a lot. Without the cooperation of Tanejima Shuji, you still have a long way to go to become a top player.

Your performance, in my opinion, is meaningless."

Sartre said lightly.

"Since you are so confident, why don't you give me the serve? Let's not guess the edge."

Irie Kanata smiled slightly, like a harmless sheep.

"What's wrong with giving it to you?"

Sartre's eyes were calm.

He was a professional player.

How could he be afraid of a little Irie Kanata?

"Good! That's great!"

Irie Kanata smiled and clapped his hands, like an adult encouraging a child.

Fake smiles are annoying.

"The third singles player of the Neon team is Irie Kanata. So, the first doubles player is uncertain.

Irie Kanata is really good at doubles.

But if it is singles, even if Sartre doesn't serve, the difference in strength between Irie Kanata and Sartre is hard to make up."

Maupassant commented calmly. (To read exciting novels, go to Faloo Novel Network!)

He often practices against Sartre - he knows how strong Sartre is!

It is definitely not something Irie Kanata can shake!

"'Among the remaining members of the Neon Team, Kijujiro should be the one to play doubles.——"

After this thought flashed through Camus' mind, his attitude towards the doubles match became more correct. He was no longer as uninterested as before.

If it was Oni Jujiro, then he would be qualified to have a match with him!

"Irie Kanata serves!"

Irie Kanata smiled softly.

He hit the tennis ball with his racket.

A rich and bright white light suddenly rose from his body.

This white light was not just one.

There were three in total.[]

Three rays of reserved light���All of them will be added to Irie Kanata's body!

"I can only hit this ball once.

But in order to make my performance perfect, I will not hold back!

I want to see if you have any way to block my power at this moment!"

Irie Kanata shouted loudly (Li Qian's)!

Simultaneously simulating the mental state of three kinds of reserved light, it has consumed more than half of Irie Kanata's mental power.

The three kinds of reserved light merged into one and hit it out.

It almost sucked Irie Kanata dry.

But!

Irie Kanata thought it was worth it!

Under the blessing of the three reserved lights.

Even if Irie Kanata's playing style is very simple and unpretentious, he has completely become a pig on the wind at this moment-he can take off in any way!

Snap!

A tennis ball shining with white light quickly passed the net!

An extremely amazing sound of breaking through the air sounded!

The air made layers of explosions.

Another flash!

Bang!

15-0!

Irie Kanata calmly closed the racket and walked out of the court indifferently.

Although there was only one ball.

But it was enough for Qin.

In front of his ball.

Even a professional player......PS