The Strongest Player in Sports

"Ryuuji is completely suppressed!"

Tanegashima Shūji looked at the match on the court and sighed helplessly.

He saw the match really, and the reason Omagari lost was entirely because he could not withstand Mkefir's violent attack.

Powerballs one after another made his second sword flow unable to perform normally.

"What should I do now, should I just admit defeat like this?,

Tohno Atsukyo was a little irritable.

Although this match is not very important to them.

But this does not mean that they do not want to win.

"This is Ryuuji's match, and we can't help much at all."

Tanegashima shook his head.

In this case, any tactics are useless.

The only thing that can be done is to pray that Omagari can break out and defeat Mkefir.

boom!

The terrible roar sounded again.

The tennis ball was shot out by Mkefir and bounced quickly after landing.

"Don't think about it!"

Omagari snorted.

Although the score is behind, he hasn't given up yet.

Swiftly waving racquet, racquet with his left hand took the lead in the past.

Snapped!

With a crisp sound, the tennis ball stopped on the racquet.

After seeing these 25 scenes, he immediately exchanged racquet and beat the racquet with his right hand.

Racquet's handover was extremely tight, like two strikes back.

boom!

The tennis ball flies upside down.

But Mkefir hit back a more terrifying powerball.

"hateful!"

Omagari gritted his teeth and could only use the same method to stop it.

But after returning the ball, his arms began to tremble.

The continuous return of the Powerball has already caused some damage to his arm.

"You can fight back once or twice, what about three, four and five times?,

Mkefir spoke in a low voice.

Seeing the tennis ball flying backwards, racquet flashed white light again.

"It's the sword of the Arc de Triomphe again!"

"It seems that the French player wants to use this trick to win the match."

"This ball is really terrible. Although Omagari's strength is good, he can't fight back this stunt again and again.

The audience exclaimed.

boom!

With a loud roar, the tennis ball flew out like a cannonball.

Omagari's eyes shrank into needles and felt a deadly threat from the ball.

Facing the ball, he hesitated a bit, hesitating whether to pick it up or not.

But after seeing the score on the scoreboard, he knew he couldn't hesitate anymore.

The match is now a tiebreaker.

If he is still afraid to move forward, the only thing waiting for him is failure.

"bring it on!"

Omagari yelled.

Reversed racquet's grip and then hit it.

boom!

Racquet catches the Let ball.

The power swept like a raging wave and instantly transmitted to the arm.

The extreme power exploded, and the racquet made a clicking sound, and then burst.

Countless fragments splashed and fell heavily to the ground.

The tennis ball hit the ground, and as the dust flew, a pit of spider web spread all around.

"You can't lift your arm anymore, right?"

Mkfeier said lightly.

"hateful!"

Omagari gritted his teeth.

Found that his left hand could not move, it was obviously dislocated.

"It's over!"

"The sword of the Arc de Triomphe is so powerful that Omagari can't fight back at all."

"There are no surprises in this match.

The audience started talking.

as predicted.

In the next match, Mkefir scored again and again.

Although Omagari did not give up, he could not reverse the result of the match.

boom!

The last ball fell and then bounced out.

"The match is over, the French team Mkefir won, the score was 6 to 1!"

The referee immediately blew the whistle.

"Pretty!'

"Mkfiel-senpai won!"

"Finally, the score was evened. As long as you get another game, you can win.

Everyone in the French team cheered.

Now the score is flat and they still have hope of winning.

Amidst the cheers, the two on the court shook hands and then walked off the court.

"Good job!"

Camus looked at the oncoming Mkefir and praised.

"Thank you for the last match.

Mkfeier said solemnly.

The victory of this match certainly made him happy.

But he understands that the match has not yet determined the outcome, so he must not be taken lightly.

"Do not worry!"

"The final victory will belong to the French team!"

A flash of light flashed in Camus's eyes.

Speaking of grabbing racquet, he strode towards the court.

The moment he left, the otherwise messy arena instantly quieted down.

Everyone looked at this figure, as if the only one in the world.

"Camus!

"Is he who is called a revolutionary finally going to play?"

The audience exclaimed.

Everyone knows that the most intense match is finally coming.

"Sure enough, Camus came last!"

Oni Jujiro's face was solemn.

Although he is not clear about Camus's specific strength, 90% of him may be at the professional level.

"You said that it is the dream of all players to be on the world stage, so let every player play once. The old man agreed and gave you the right to make the list!"

"But do you remember how you agreed to the old man?"

Mifune entered the road and stared at Zongshen.

According to his previous temper, it is by no means impossible to send Kirihaya and Omagari on stage.

After all, this is a tournament, so you can't do anything indiscriminately.

But in the end, because of an agreement, the right to make the 087 list was handed over to Zongshen.

"certainly!'

"In return, I will lead the team to win again!"

Zongshen grinned.

Letting all the players come on the field once is a trade between him and Mifune.

Mifune entered the road and handed over the right to make the list, and all he had to do was to lead the team to win two consecutive championships.

"Don't let the old man down!"

Mifune entered the road and closed his eyes, and said nothing.

"Do not worry!!

"The champion of this year's World Cup is still us!"

Zongshen chuckled and slowly stood up from his seat.

Camus, known as a revolutionary, is very strong.

But he never thought he would lose!

boom!

The powerful momentum erupted from the body.

But in a blink of an eye it swept across the arena like a storm.

The people who had cheered were quiet for a moment, their necks seemed to be pinched, and they couldn't say a word anymore.

Under the influence of the powerful aura, a chill rushed into my heart, as if falling into an ice cave.

Step! Step! Step!

The sound of footsteps sounded as if it contained a mighty force of gravity.

Under the horrified eyes of everyone, Zongshen slowly entered the field.

When he came to the net, his aura surging towards Camus.

The final battle between the two teams is about to start!

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