The Strongest Player in Sports

"Didi~"

"South Korea and Japan qualifying match, doubles two match, please play for both players!"

The referee's whistle blew.

Four players from the two teams walked towards the court.

Naturally, Zongshen sent Duke Watanabe and Tokugawa Kazuya.

The Han national team sent Jin Zai Rong and Li Mingjun.

Jin Zai Rong dyed beige hair, slender figure, put some foundation on his face, and applied eyeliner, looking a little feminine.

The same goes for Li Mingjun on the side.

A pair of heavy make-up looks extremely feminine.

As soon as the two entered the field, cheers suddenly sounded around.

"The Han national team will win!'

"Beat the Japanese team!"

"The Great Korean Empire is victorious!

The surrounding audience cheered loudly.

But they are all cheering for Han country. After all, this is not the home court of the Japanese team.

The four came to the net "Nine Seven Zero", but they didn't talk.

After the pre-match etiquette, the corresponding lineup was put out.

"Didi~"

"Korea and Japan qualifying match, doubles two match, Jin Zai Rong serve!"

"The match begins!!

The referee blew the whistle.

"Let this young master's name resound through the Korean Empire!"

Jin Zai Rong was quite narcissistic and cut his hair, his eyes flashed with absolute confidence.

what!

The tennis ball is thrown up.

At the moment of the fall, racquet waved down.

boom!

The crisp sound rang around.

The beam cut through the halftime and smashed to the ground quickly.

"Hey!"

"Akuto is right, the level of the Han national team is getting lower and lower!"

Duke Watanabe laughed.

He knew that Jin Zai Rong and Li Mingjun were both members of the top ten of the First Army of Han.

But the top ten players only have this serve speed.

The strength is really not that great.

what!

The sound of footsteps sounded.

Duke Watanabe rushed out like a bull, his arm holding the pat fiercely.

The coach sent them on the court for a clear purpose.

That is to crush the opponent.

Since there are instructions, he will naturally not be merciful.

boom!

The Thunder sonic boom exploded, and the ball that had just bounced was caught.

"Home run!"

A low growl spread around.

boom!

The crimson light flashed, and the aura of destruction spread to the audience.

Before Jin Zairong and Li Mingjun could react, the tennis ball fell to the ground.

The turbulent air wave swept like a raging wave, raising dust all over the ground.

The two men immediately recovered from their shock.

But the speed at which the ball bounced was so amazing that it didn't give them a chance to react at all, passing them like a beam of light.

Boom!

The tennis ball rushed out and hit the wall of the stand.

The force erupted, and the spider-web crack spread.

The dust was everywhere, and the debris flew everywhere.

15--0!

Duke Watanabe scored.

"what?!"

Jin Zairong's expressions were stagnant, and they turned their heads a little stiffly.

After seeing the scorched black tennis ball inlaid on the wall, a chill rushed into my heart, making them seem to have fallen into an ice cave.

"You should give up."

"Otherwise, there will be no chance."

Tokugawa's cold voice came.

Although no sarcasm can be heard, the remark itself is an expression of contempt.

"Arrogant!"

Jin Zairong snorted coldly.

"Hurry up and serve!"

Duke Watanabe grinned, his eyes full of destruction.

He has no interest in dealing with players of this kind of strength, he just wants to end the match quickly.

"asshole!"

An angry flame flashed in Jin Zairong's eyes.

The tennis ball flew from the fingers, and the racquet swept down.

There was a crisp hit, and the tennis ball flew out like an arrow from the string.

"too slow!'

Tokugawa spoke coldly.

Before the words fell, the figure disappeared in place.

"So fast!"

The audience was surprised.

Because Tokugawa is like a phantom, but he came to the spot in the blink of an eye.

Under everyone's shocking gaze, racquet raised his shoulders and swept across the bounced tennis ball.

boom!

The fierce thumping sound exploded.

The ball that just bounced flies back.

Like a golden beam of light, it pulls out an afterimage.

boom!

The ground trembled and the dust rose.

Li Mingjun rushed out quickly.

No matter how he is a member of the Han national army, he still has some speed.

After catching up with the tennis ball, racquet raised his arm and moved.

boom!

The hitting sound rang, and the tennis ball was blown away severely.

The tennis ball fell to the ground and bounced quickly.

But before the ball flew out, a strong figure blocked the front.

Duke Watanabe!

"Home run

With a low growl, racquet horizontally

The ultimate power erupted like a volcano, blasting the tennis ball fiercely.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Several loud noises.

The surface of the tennis ball burned with hot flames, and the scorched smell permeated.

A ball exploded, splitting the air instantly.

The air waves lined up on both sides, and then a series of sonic booms sounded.

As soon as Jin Zai Rong and Li Mingjun looked up, they noticed the engulfing air waves hit hard.

The two of them narrowed their eyes.

Looking at this terrifying ball, a look of horror appeared on his face.

In my heart, I couldn't afford the courage to fight back.

boom!

There was a loud noise.

The tennis ball smashed into the ground instantly, and pieces of debris splashed around, sharp like bullets.

Smoke and dust filled half of the court.

30--0!

Duke Watanabe scored the second point.

The audience fell into deathly silence.

All the audience stared at Duke Watanabe blankly, and it took a few seconds before there was an uproar.

" very scary!"

"The Japanese player actually crushed the ground with a ball."

"Is this man the devil?

The audience was shocked.

"This is world class!

The main general Park Dae-sung swallowed.

He never dreamed that the Japanese team would send two world-class doubles.

This is simply not giving them any way to survive.

When he thinks that match loses 5.1 and his endorsements are lost, his face becomes gloomy.

On the field.

Li Mingjun and the two woke up, their expressions a little ugly.

The ball just now was too terrifying, and they didn't even have the courage to strike back.

"continue!

Jin Zai Rong growled and served again.

But the tennis ball bounced past the net, and Tokugawa blocked it.

Stabbed!

The fierce light pierced the audience.

The cold light flicked, and before Jin Zairong could react, he felt a tingling pain on his face, and blood flowed down immediately.

boom!

There was a dull impact, and the tennis ball had crashed to the ground.

The ball rushed out after crushing the ground.

Click!

Spider-web-like cracks spread, and the tennis spikes became charred in the cracks.

40--0!

match comes to game point!.

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