The Strongest Player in Sports

"Feel sorry!

Off the court.

The Mutsu brothers apologized softly.

Although the two tried their best, they still failed to win.

"It's ok!"

Zongshen shook his head, then turned to look at Echizen Ryoga: "The singles three match is extremely important, Ryoga you must win!"

Now the team wins and loses.

If you want to defeat the national team, you must win two more matches.

In the next three singles, the national team de is likely to send three world-class masters.

If so.

It is difficult for Tanegashima Shūji, who is the second singles, to win.

In other words, Zongshen and Ryoga can only win but not lose.

"clear!"

The smile on Echizen Ryoga's face narrowed and his expression became serious.

He doesn't want to lose.

In other words, the entire army does not want to lose.

Since you want to win, you must use all your strength to fight for the final victory for the team.

Talking.

Echizen Ryoga picked up the racquet and walked towards the court.

As soon as he left, he immediately pulled everyone's nerves.

"Echizen Ryoga!"

The eyes of Camus in the stands flashed with exclamation: "The Japanese team is really not letting go, and want to win the victory from the national team!!

"I have to say that it is very similar to the style of hand Zongshen!"

Roy said with a smile.

"Echizen Ryoga is a world-class player. The national team de is expected to send a world-class player to the field. I don't know who it is?"

Duke Watanabe looked curiously in the direction of the country.

de country rest area.

The group also saw the three singles players of the Japanese team.

"Echizen Ryoga, third grade, world-class strength!"

"Called a little samurai!"

Adrian opened his mouth and said Echizen Ryoga's message.

"You mean the third grade?!"

All the members of the de national team were surprised.

"Yes!"

"He is in the same grade as the Japanese team leader, and he ranks among the top in U-17!

Adrian nodded.

But I don’t know much about Echizen Ryoga.

Not much information can be found.

So it is impossible to tell the specific strength of Ryoga.

"The third year of junior high is world-class, and it seems to be an amazing genius!"

MacDonald chuckles.

Taste Melon MacDonald.

De country U-17 training camp NO.8.

Originally ranked fifth in the training camp, but with the addition of Polk's trio, he was squeezed to eighth.

But even so, the strength should not be underestimated.

Fully reached world-class standards.

"Let me meet this genius boy!"

MacDonald looked at Edmund, the main general, and seemed to be very interested in this kind of genius.

"Can!"

Edmund nodded.

Seeing the general's agreement, McDonald walked towards the court carrying racquet.

His appearance immediately caught everyone's attention.

"really!"

"The de national team also sent world-class players!"

The French leader Luke spoke.

Obviously familiar with MacDonald.

When Polk didn't join the training camp, the other party was already famous all over the world, and they were powerful and scary.

"I don't know who can win this match!'

Camus looked curious.

Although he had a match with Echizen Ryoga.

But it is also impossible to determine which of the two will win.

After all, both sides are world-class.

And MacDonald was earlier than Echizen Ryoga to become famous.

As a senior in high school, he has stronger physical strength.

The two sides came to the court and looked at each other.

"I heard that you are only in the third grade of junior high school, really or not?'

MacDonald was curious.

"Don't you believe it?"

Echizen Ryoga chuckled lightly.

"What a pervert, just like Polk and the others!"

MacDonald murmured.

Being able to have this kind of strength in the third grade, you can imagine how strong Echizen Ryoga will be after entering high school.

"singles three match, de country Macdonald serve, match starts!"

The referee blew the whistle.

MacDonald put his thoughts away and walked to the serve area.

After taking out the tennis ball, pat it gently on the ground.

The original casual eyes became fierce, and the inexplicable breath began to rise.

what!

The tennis ball is thrown up.

At the moment of the fall, there was a loud noise, and a strong force hit the tennis ball.

Boom!

The chilling crackling sound exploded.

In the blink of an eye, the tennis ball runs through the court like a meteor.

The air current is stirred, forming a vortex.

The tennis ball did not arrive, but the turbulent air wave hit Echizen Ryoga.

Dust was lifted all over the ground and filled the sky.

Echizen Ryoga took a deep breath.

tread!

The sound of dense footsteps came out, and his figure flashed past like an afterimage.

Snapped!

The bounced tennis ball falls into the racquet.

"Nice strength!"

Echizen Ryoga lowered his head slightly.

Seeing that the tennis ball was hitting the racquet violently, the racquet surface sank at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if it was about to pierce it.

"drink!"

With a low drink, the muscles of the clapping arm swelled.

With force, hit hard on the tennis ball.

The grass-green tennis ball is like a bullet in the barrel, making a series of explosions in the air.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

A loud voice sounded.

In the blink of an eye, the tennis ball disappeared from everyone's sight.

When it appeared again, it was a shady scene.

Tennis is in the shady scene from time to time, and there is no way to find a trace.

"Secret shot!!

A look of surprise flashed in Edmund's eyes.

I didn't expect Echizen Ryoga to use this trick.

Although far less powerful than Norman's undercover shot, it is also extremely difficult.

"But the senior is a player with super perception!'

Polk looked calm.

The secret shot is indeed weird, pointing directly at the opponent's blind spot.

(Mano Zhao) But!

This ball has a huge flaw, that is, the trajectory of the impact will not change.

As long as you find the figure in the shady scene, you can fight back.

On the field.

MacDonald's eyes narrowed.

The five senses have opened up to the maximum, looking for tennis.

The sound of breaking air, the sound of air movement, the sound of air blasting, the direction of airflow, the trajectory of smoke and dust.

All sorts of things came to mind.

By comparing now with before, he immediately judged where the tennis ball would fall.

"Find it here!"

Step on!

Moving forward, MacDonald's figure turned into an afterimage.

When it reappears, it is already on the left sideline.

Snapped!

racquet waved.

The shady that had enveloped the audience instantly disappeared.

A tennis ball is spinning on the racquet at an alarming speed.

The opponent cracked the secret shot with just one blow.

The perception ability is amazing!.

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