The Strongest Player in Sports

"Let's decide the winner!"

Polk growled.

There is no evasion but a frontal counterattack.

Because he understands that it is now the decisive game, and he has no retreat.

Either win in the confrontation, or lose in the confrontation.

There is no third way.

Boom!

The arm rotates and hits the tennis ball.

The power of horror surged in, making his arm look awe-inspiring.

But quickly stepped on the right foot behind, relying on the right foot as a support point, pushing racquet forward.

boom!

There was a loud noise.

The tennis shots soaring.

Because of the violent friction with the air, there was a sharp roar.

The surface layer burned with a layer of flame, rushing through halftime like a meteorite.

"So wish!"

Zongshen's fighting spirit rose.

The soul of different dimensions emerged behind him, ready to let go of a battle.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Amidst the fierce roars, Zongshen and Polk had the most intense confrontation.

Both of them have the belief that they will win, so there is no mercy.

The extreme confrontation made the entire court tremble.

Taste!

The solid ground exploded, and countless debris flew across the air like bullets.

The spectators who were close to the stadium had already fled, fearing that they would be affected by the duel between the two.

Light hitting-the shape of skill!

Soul of another dimension!

Professional baptism!

Several world professional skills appear frequently.

Now let alone ordinary audiences, even Amadeus was shocked.

"Both of them are fighting with a determination to win. Unless one side falls, the confrontation will not end.

Amadeus said solemnly.

"But Polk can't reverse the match anymore."

Ralph said regretfully.

If Zongshen only wins the next two games, Polk still has a chance.

But now it's a deciding game, unless there is some natural and man-made calamity, Polk will definitely not be able to reverse the match.

"Although I said that, this kind of confrontation did not end so soon."

Camus shook his head and said.

The moment these words fell, there was another roar.

The terror ball hit the ground and a deep hole appeared on the ground.

tread!

Polk's eyes were sharp, and he stomped on the ground like a giant bear.

The next second, the figure appeared in front of the net.

"drink!"

With a burst of shouts.

The tennis ball was dragged into the air and whizzed down with dunks.

The baptism of smash!

boom!

The ultimate ball is like a meteorite falling from the sky and being burned by flames, containing unparalleled power.

But the ball stopped in mid-air before it hit the ground.

I saw a white wave of air under Zongshen's feet.

The air wave condensed into a whirlpool and swept the audience.

The whirlpool pulled around, and the baptism of smashing was wiped out before it exerted its original strength.

"Is this impermanence?!"

Polk's eyes narrowed.

Recognize that this is not an ordinary field, but the world's professional skills and impermanence.

It is also one of the three great skills of the former samurai Nanjiro.

boom!

The beating sound rang.

Zongshen has struggled to wave the racquet.

The golden light shines, lighting up the entire court.

Boom!

The roar exploded.

The ultimate shot burst out, like a flying bird crowing up into the sky.

Light batting-the form of skill: flying bird!

"The flying bird is getting more and more terrifying.

The faces of the surrounding audience changed drastically.

It was found that Zongshen's strength in every ball is increasing, as if there is no limit.

Everyone looked at Polk subconsciously, wanting to see if the opponent could hit the ball back.

"Don't think about it!"

Polk growled, his body rushed out.

what!

Racquet waved and made a sound of breaking through the air.

But the moment he touched tennis, he felt a terrifying force.

This power is several times stronger than before.

Click!

There was a cracking sound.

The tennis ball and half of the racquet flew horizontally and crashed to the ground.

Juli crushed the ground, and the dust was flying all over the sky.

15---0!

There are only three goals left before the end of the match.

The arena fell into silence, and everyone watched this scene blankly, with shocked faces.

It took a long time before people woke up.

"Score!"

"It's a terrible ball, and its power is several times as powerful as before."

"Polk has no hope of winning, because Zongshen only needs to score three more goals to win the match.

There was a burst of noise from the surrounding audience.

"Tick~"

Cold sweat slipped from Polk's forehead.

Looking at the half of racquet in his hand, he was silent.

He knew he only had three points left, and if he missed another three points, the match would be over.

"1 call!"

Taking a deep breath, his eyes became sharp.

Although he has reached such an extent, he has not given up yet.

boom!

The aura on his body broke out and swept the entire court.

People felt this momentum and knew Polk's thoughts.

"Master!!

The members of the de national team shouted.

"Polk, fight to the last minute!"

Schneider opened his eyes.

He knew that there was not much hope for this match.

But it doesn't matter to him anymore.

Because Polk was the same Polk he knew, he would never give up in the face of any setbacks.

"Go on, general!"

"The philosopher to victory!"

The de national team members shouted and waved their fists, trying to give Polk the courage to move on.

"Everyone!"

There was a warm current in Polk's heart, and his eyes became more determined.

boom!

(Good job Zhao)

A stronger momentum erupted from the body and swept the entire court.

Then he threw the tennis ball fiercely, and his body leaped up.

"Come on, hand Zongshen!"

A loud roar, full swing.

He is burdened with the glory of the national team, and also the expectations of all his teammates.

So he is not alone in the fight.

Regardless of the outcome of the match, he must let everyone know.

The national team de is still the king!

boom!

The tennis shots soaring.

The air is split, forming a vacuum zone.

Zongshen looked at the ball, slammed his feet on the ground, and slammed the tennis ball with a racquet in his hand.

Boom!

The ball that just bounced was hit.

The air wave is centered on the hitting point and spreads wildly around.

Then Zongshen felt a terrifying force, and his body was knocked back again and again. .

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