The Legend of Net King

Seeing the Japanese team win the serve cleanly, many people were amazed.

And the fans of the Japanese team also shouted loudly,

"Team Japan, Team Japan!"

“......"

The cheers were deafening and resounded throughout the audience.

——

On the court, QP's eyes regained calm, and he knew that he must not waver in his heart when facing a strong opponent.

Especially for a professional player like Jing Zhi, a trace of fluctuation or a little distraction in his heart may be captured by the opponent and lead to failure!

Bang!

Bang!

Walking to the bottom line, QP slapped the tennis ball, and with his movements, a faint white light emanated from his body, and the majestic momentum swept away.

"It's... Is it just that you are ready to get serious? "

Seeing the QP action, many players of the D country team were stunned and spoke one after another.

"It seems that in the face of the Japanese team, QP is under a lot of pressure!"

Bismarck muttered thoughtfully.

......

"What the hell is that light... And the momentum on that QP is even stronger! "

The junior high school students of the Japanese team felt the changes in the players of the D country team on the field and said in shock.

"Huh!"

Irie looked at the QP who used this trick and chuckled, for Irie who had fought with him, this trick can be described as fresh in his memory!

"The ability to increase oneself in an all-round way is worthy of the perfect quality cultivated by the elite education of country D..."

Bursts of light flashed in Irie's eyes, and he muttered softly.

——

On the court, the QP, whose ability has been increased, threw the tennis ball calmly without the slightest hesitation.

Jumping, leading, swinging,

A series of standard movements, a textbook serve.

With a crisp hitting sound,

Sting!

The tennis ball with a pale white light pierced the air in an instant,

Phew-

The speed was extremely astonishing, shooting towards the dead corner of the Japanese team.

......

Whoosh!

The speed of this ball is so fast that many people can't see the trajectory of the tennis ball at all...

"Oh my God!"

"I can't see it clearly... This ball speed feels slightly better than Polk's serve in the last game!! "

“......"

The audience all stared wide-eyed, looked at the blurred pale white light, and exclaimed.

......

In the blink of an eye, a flash of white light passed through the entire stadium, "on the field, and after that, the speed did not decrease in the slightest,

All of a sudden, it ejected like lightning and flew out of bounds.

The two people on the Japanese team didn't seem to react, and the tennis landing point was far away from them, so it was too late...

"Scored."

The fans of the D national team, who captured the picture through the official electronic eye, shouted with some anticipation and excitement.

But......

Swish!

Just as they were about to celebrate the score, a figure instantly appeared on the side of the tennis ball.

"What?"

The audience's eyes shrank suddenly, and they cried out in disbelief. They actually saw two Jing Zhiguang on the court.

Then, the one who remained in place disappeared...

This turned out to be a fast-moving afterimage!

Sou!

When the tennis ball was about to fly out of bounds, Jing Zhi, who didn't know when he appeared on its side, stretched out his racket, and he accurately intercepted the tennis ball.

And, with Jing Zhi flicking the racket hard.

Bang!

Phew-

With a sound of hitting the ball, the tennis ball was hit back in an instant, and smashed into the dead corner of the D country team at a faster speed.

It's like a yellow electric light flickering,

Sting!

Boom –

QP and the junior high school student didn't react, and the light passed them directly.

Boom!

slammed on the bottom line of the D national team.

"Japan scores, the score is 15-0!"

The referee spoke.

And Jing Zhi put away the action of hitting the ball, looked at the QP on the opposite side calmly, and said: "Very good tricks and serves, but it's a pity... Not enough to score! "

Although there was a hint of praise in the words, it was more of a strong self-confidence.

Even if the ability has been increased by QP, it still can't make Jing Zhi's heart fluctuate in the slightest.

"Roar!"

"Jing Zhi! Jingzhi! Jingzhi! "

“......"

Perhaps hearing Jing Zhi's words, there were enthusiastic cheers on the court.

Although QP's face has no expression, his heart is also tight.

Silently pondered: "Sure enough, such an ordinary tennis trick is not effective for him at all!" But...... In the warm-up game, you have to use your hole cards..."

QP's eyes were condensed, thinking about the gains and losses of exposing his strength in advance.

......

D national team player area,

Seeing that QP conceded a goal so quickly, Bismarck said solemnly: "Polk, even if QP goes all out in this game, I'm afraid there is nothing he can do..."

Hearing Bismarck's words, Polk did not answer, but slowly closed his eyes.

——

Bang!

As the game continued, the score continued to expand.

Bang!

Bang!

"In this game, the Japanese team won, the score is 2-0!"

Even if it is a QP with an increase in ability, there is no way to win a ball from Jing Zhi's hand, and even under Jing Zhi's counterattack, he can't organize defense.

Every time, Jing Zhi scored directly back to score!

So...... The game ended faster than expected, with a total of only eight goals!

"It's just like our prince ... Moreover, it is still strengthened by the prince who does not know how much..."

Seeing Jing Zhi who was killing with every blow on the field, Camus of the French team sighed lightly.

"I feel like the time of the end of this game... It will be more than we imagined! "

Next to Camus, one of the French players whispered as he watched the two rounds take only six minutes.

......

And when the serve is rotated, and it is the turn of the Japanese team to serve again,

Holding a tennis ball in his hand, Jing Zhi's eyes flashed with a gleam, and he said softly: "I'm sorry, let's end the game a little faster!" "

After speaking, he raised his wrist.

Swish!

He threw the tennis ball directly, followed by jumping, leading the racket, and swinging the racket, with smooth and elegant movements, all in one go.

When people look at Jing Zhi with burning eyes, they can only see the racket hitting the tennis ball.

A "bang" hit sounded, and then a flash of light was fleeting,

QP's pupils contracted slightly, and his face showed a hint of emotion.

Boom...... Knock knock...

There was a throbbing sound from behind him, but QP didn't have to look back to guess what it was.

"It's... This..."

Everyone was staring wide-eyed, looking at the tennis ball jumping in the area of the D national team, looking shocked.

"Jing Zhi's Mach serve is already above the speed of the moonlight!"

In the Japanese team, Irie and other high school students couldn't help but be shocked and said.

......

Eventually, fifteen minutes later.

"The game... The game is over with the score 6-0! "

The referee swallowed, looked at the time in disbelief, and then declared the game over.

The race set the record for the fastest finish time in a warm-up match so far.

When the referee's voice fell, the audience fell silent.

"Actually... It ended so quickly..."

"The QP of the D national team... There is no way to fight back! "

"Oh my God..."

“......"

Subsequently, all kinds of exclamations erupted, and the audience began to stir and boil.

"Team Japan! Team Japan! Team Japan! "

And the shouts belonging to the Japanese team also sounded, as if shaking the entire stadium and resounding in the sky...

......

On the pitch,

"As a result, I only have a presence on the serve..."

Standing beside Jing Zhi, Echizen Long Ya put the racket on his shoulder and said helplessly.

"Don't care!"

Jing Zhi smiled faintly.

On the other side, the junior high school student of the D country team was stunned, he was even worse than Long Ya, he was a complete spectator in this game, and the service game could not reflect any value at all.

"Whew..."

QP's forehead was dripping with sweat, and he set the racket aside, gasping for breath in a low voice.

Facing Jing Zhi, he was under a lot of pressure, unable to catch the opposite serve, and unable to counter the opposite return ball.

In the end, the D national team was defeated!

It is also the fastest game record so far in this World Cup...

......_

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