The Strongest Player in Sports

"Two, two players, please prepare!"

The referee swallowed.

The breath released by the two was so terrible that he couldn't bear this referee.

"let's start!"

Zongshen said, then turned to the baseline.

Medanore also took a deep look at Zongshen and came to the serve area.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The sound of the tennis ball bounced, and the audience fell silent.

Everyone looked at Medanore and wanted to know what kind of strength the other side would show, whether they could beat Zongshen and lead the Spanish team to the final.

what!

Under everyone's gaze, Medanore raised the ball fiercely.

The slightly side of the body jumped, and racquet fought hard.

boom!

There was a loud noise.

With the hard swing of the racket, the tennis ball flew out like an arrow from the string.

Because of the violent friction with the air, a red flame is produced on the surface.

The horn of charge!

One of Medanore’s serve stunts.

He was compared with Zongshen two years ago, so he knows Zongshen's strength.

It is even more clear in my heart that it is only possible to win if you use your full strength to defeat.

Boom!

The roar exploded.

The hot breath is permeated, even the surrounding audience can perceive it.

"Are you so serious in the beginning?"

Zongshen's eyes narrowed.

A slight threat was felt from this ball.

You must know that Medanore is a world-class professional master.

Although I don't know the specific strength, it will never be weaker than Polk.

For such a master, he naturally would not underestimate it.

what!

Rush out quickly.

An afterimage pierced through the entire court, and it was almost before the landing point in the blink of an eye.

Boom!

The tennis ball has just landed.

Like a meteorite, it releases a hot breath.

After the hitting ground trembled, it bounced rapidly.

Zongshen made a mistake and stopped instantly.

Racquet has been raised high, the muscles of his arms are highlighted, and then he swipes hard.

boom!

The dull hit sound rang.

The tennis ball hits the racquet, and the terrifying force continues to wreak havoc.

Racquet made a noise, as if groaning in pain.

"Although this ball is powerful, it belongs to the best hit point.

Zongshen's eyes flashed.

There are many ways to deal with the best shot.

And the most effective is to use sweet spot cutting.

system!

Racquet picked up slightly.

After tilting 45 degrees, strenuously cut across.

Stabbed!

There was a sharp rubbing sound.

The tennis ball, which had been violently impacted, stagnated and was instantly stuck in the air.

With the swing, it flies back.

"The Minister's sweet spot technology has reached its peak."

Fuji looked surprised.

Sweet spot cutting can indeed resolve the sweet spot.

But most people can't do it like Zongshen, just casually swinging, all the power of the ultimate goal is resolved.

"Not only sweet spot technology, but also countermeasures!"

The hand shook his head and said.

Because Zongshen immediately counterattacked after dissolving the power of the ball, returning a stronger ball.

boom!

Thunder sonic boom exploded.

The tennis ball is like a cannonball from the barrel, which contains unparalleled power.

An afterimage flashed past, at an astonishing speed.

"It's really you!"

Medanore's eyes narrowed.

He didn't release any water on the ball just now.

But it was easily resolved by Zongshen, and from this we can know the power of Zongshen.

Immediately reacted and rushed towards the tennis ball.

Racquet held high and fought back.

Boom!

There was a dull hit, and a tennis ball appeared on the racket.

With the arm up, the tennis ball flew back.

The horn of charge.

The crimson light burned on the tennis ball again, like a meteorite meteor.

The power of this ball is even more terrifying than the last one.

The air was split into a vacuum zone, and the cyclone collided with a blast.

"Do you think you can score from me by relying on this kind of trick?"

Zongshen spoke calmly.

The power of this ball is indeed amazing.

But in the final analysis it is a ball of sweet spot technology.

He is proficient in sweet spot cutting, and he can dissolve the horn of the charge without any effort.

He rushed out quickly, blocking in front of the tennis ball.

The arm swings, and it hits back easily.

"Sure enough!

Medanore was not disappointed, but rather high-spirited.

For him, the stronger Zongshen is, the more excited he is.

With a high morale and a quick return to tennis, the match between the two sides became more intense.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

There were bursts of batting.

The fall of the tennis ball made the court vibrate.

The fierce power boiled, setting off dust all over the ground.

"Senseless temptation, let's use all your strength to fight!"

Zongshen drank.

With five fingers, the golden light shone.

With pressing on the racquet, the racquet was swallowed by the light.

boom!

The arm struggling to move.

The ear-splitting sound exploded, and the aura of destruction surged.

"All strength?"

Medanore whispered, a sharp look in his eyes.

But as soon as these words fell, he saw a dazzling golden light, with the sharp sound of breaking through the air, like a flying bird crowing up to the sky.

Light shot-the shape of skill-flying bird!

Boom!

The tennis shots soaring.

The aura of destruction surged toward him like mountains and oceans.

"This is the form of skill?!"

Medanore's eyes narrowed.

Unexpectedly, Zongshen used this kind of professional skills from the beginning.

Want to avoid, but it's too late.

Looking at the flying ball, he could only hit back head-on.

boom!

A thunderstorm-like noise burst, and the flying bird hit the 107 racquet with one ball.

Juli rolled like a raging wave, causing racquet to click, seemingly moaning in pain.

Medanore's complexion changed, and under the severe impact, his footsteps backed up again and again.

"Spanish bullfighting!"

With a low growl, he fought back with all his strength.

The muscles of both arms were bulging, shining with metallic light in the sun.

In the violent shaking of racquet, Medanore pushed racquet forward with all his strength, and then fought hard.

Boom!

The ultimate goal stagnated.

After making a terrifying roar, he flew back.

only!

The roar of the wild bull echoed.

It seemed that a bullfighting trampled on the delay and crushed the air.

boom!

The tennis ball fell violently.

The ground trembled, as if a bomb had been dropped, making a rumble.

The solid ground exploded, and countless debris flew across.

The dust was flying all over the sky.

"bring it on!"

Zongshen drank low.

Facing the ball, he didn't shrink back, but took the initiative to meet it.

what!

The figure was blocked in the flicker.

The racquet in his hand was held high, and a black gleam flashed.

The power of different dimensions!

boom!

Racquet hit the tennis ball, and the air wave turned into ripples and spread wildly around.

The black light became deeper at this moment.

boom!

There was a loud noise.

A ball containing the power of different dimensions runs through the audience. .

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