The Strongest Player in Sports

Bang! Bang! Bang!

There was a loud hitting sound.

The match has been in progress for thirty minutes, and the match has come to the deciding game.

5--4!

The Atobe combination leads.

"hateful!"

"How can these two little ghosts have such strength?!"

Dechai and Basong do not have the same tools as before.

They have tried their best, but they are still completely suppressed by Atobe and they are not opponents at all.

"Hey!"

"Hurry up and serve!"

Atobe's forehead was covered with sweat.

But there was a smile on his face, and it was obvious that he was still very strong.

"What are you proud of!"

Dechai growled and threw the racquet in his hand.

Take off and swing.

boom!

The moment the racquet touched the tennis ball, the air wave spread around the ball centered on the hitting point.

The tennis ball rushed out like a bullet in a gun, swiftly passing through the "May 17" court.

call out!

The sound of breaking through the air blasted past Atobe.

Oshitari Yuushi, who was waiting at the baseline position, immediately moved horizontally, and his figure flashed before the landing point.

what!

Turning his right foot, racquet cut across.

ES!

Variety of high elastic side spin!

One of Oshitari Yuushi's unique skills.

Chi! Chi! Chi!

The harsh friction sound agitated, the tennis ball flickered, and it rushed towards the side of the court.

"not good!

Bassoon narrowed his eyes and rushed to the tennis ball.

But as soon as he blocked the front, the impact trajectory of the tennis ball changed.

And rushed towards his face.

Ba Song was shocked, and his body evaded subconsciously.

The tennis ball rubbed his cheek and rushed out of bounds.

15--0!

Oshitari Yuushi scored.

"That kid has so many tricks!"

Tanegashima sighed.

From the very beginning, Oshitari Yuushi used a unique skill.

Fake a short ball, spin the tennis ball on the side, bounce the chop on the side, JackKnife for the forehand, and bounce the ball.

Although it is not a great skill.

But the number of wins made it difficult for the two of the Tai Guo team to defend.

So much so that points were lost again and again.

"Maybe we don't have to play at all!"

Don't break the iron man's mouth.

The strength of the junior high school students is beyond imagination, and it is entirely possible to win the streak three games and end the match early.

"In the future match, maybe middle school students can also be sent!'

Oni Jujiro said in a deep voice.

"Then it depends on who the opponent you meet afterwards!"

Zongshen shook his head.

At least in the group stage, it is impossible for them to play.

Because the strength of England and the United States is not comparable to the Tai Guo team.

Don't talk about the National One freshman.

Even if the roster is drawn up now, it may not be able to win.

The tournament teams are basically strong teams.

Perhaps it is possible to meet the top four teams in the world.

The chance of middle school students playing is even smaller.

boom!

The match on the field continues.

Amidst fierce hits, the tennis ball flew back and forth.

Atobe's figure flickered like a ghost.

The body was blocked in front of the tennis ball, and racquet waved immediately.

boom!

There was a loud noise, and the heavy aura instantly dispersed.

At the same time, the racquet in his hand was slightly lifted up, his body also leaned back, and then his arms exerted force.

call out!

Think of the violent breaking sound.

The tennis ball flew out like an arrow from the string, making a sharp sound in the air.

A super high-speed ball passed by Taiguo two people.

Then it fell to the ground fiercely.

Dechai's face changed slightly, and he hurried to his back.

The racquet in his hand also waved naturally.

But as soon as he received the Let ball, he felt a heavy force.

"Isn't this kid a first-year student?"

"How can there be such power!

Dechai gritted his teeth and could only put his other hand on the racquet and lift the tennis ball high.

"It's now!"

Atobe laughed out loud.

what!

The mid-court figure of Hara itself rushed to the net in an instant.

Smash down in the jump.

boom!

The powerful smash caused the tennis ball to blast down like a cannonball, pointing straight to the baseline of the German guess.

The other's eyes narrowed.

Before he could react, Racquet was hit.

"That trick again?!"

Dechai was shocked and wanted to forcibly catch the ball.

But with a huge impact, a severe pain came from his arm, and the five fingers could no longer hold racquet tightly, and could only watch racquet flying horizontally.

The tennis flies again.

And Atobe also took off again, the whole person as if soaring in the sky.

His body bends backwards like a long bow.

The moment the tennis flies, it rebounds instantly, bringing unparalleled strength

"Indulge in the magnificent skills of this uncle!"

"Waltz to the end!"

boom!

A golden beam of light ran through the court, and the tennis ball hit the ground under the horrified eyes of the Taiguo two.

The floor was covered with dust and the tennis ball bounced out.

30--0!

Atobe scores.

Step on!

The figure that had leapt into the sky fell, and Atobe stood proudly.

The audience fell into silence.

After a few seconds, there was a commotion.

"It's amazing, it's amazing!

"Is that kid named Atobe Keigo really just a first-year freshman?

"The high school students of the Tai Guo team are completely crushed!"

The surrounding audience was excited.

For a time Atobe became the focus of the audience.

Snapped!

Atobe raised his arm slightly under the attention of everyone, and a snap of his fingers spread across the audience.

The audience who were still cheering were quiet.

Everyone is watching him.

Atobe felt everyone's gaze, and a smile was drawn at the corner of his mouth.

When he looked up, he showed an open and proud look.

"Listen to me!"

"My uncle has taken this match!"

"Hahahahaha!

Public laughter, arrogant words, proud look.

Atobe opened his arms and raised his chin slightly.

At this moment.

5.1 He is the emperor of the world!

The audience seemed to be infected, and unexpectedly roared out unconsciously.

"Atobe!"

"Atobe!"

"The King of Ice!"

"Wan Sheng!

A burst of loud cheers rushed into the sky.

Atobe relied on his own strength and charm to conquer the entire Roland Garros court.

"Really a guy who loves to be gorgeous!"

Zongshen looked at each other, but they smiled heartily.

Although Atobe is ostentatious.

But it has the charm that surpasses other middle school students.

If he grows up, he may become a leader in the new generation.

boom!

The last ball fell and the tennis ball bounced out.

6--4!

The Japanese team won.

And Atobe is also cheering, enjoying the glory from the world. .

498th: The strongest two of the new generation (1/7)

In cheers, Atobe walked off.

Although he tried his best to maintain his demeanor, the complacency on his face could not be concealed.

"Hey!"

"Don't lose the next match!"

When he came to Yukimura and his house, he commanded them like a captain.

"Fart boy!'

"You are not the leader of the team!"

Echizen Ryoga, who was next to him, pressed his hand on Atobe's head, and smiled jokingly.

"asshole!"

"Don't mess up my uncle's hairstyle!"

Atobe yelled out of discomfort.

But what Echizen Ryoga likes most is teasing people.

Before letting go, he deliberately rubbed Atobe's head, completely messing up his hairstyle.

"You guy!"

Atobe's face turned dark.

"All right!"

"Kunimitsu and Yukimura go to warm up!"

Zongshen interrupted the two of them, and then looked at his younger brother.

"Yes!"

The two nodded, picked up racquet and walked aside.

"If it's 25 Kunimitsu and Yukimura, then this match will definitely win!"

Tokugawa spoke coldly.

He is very clear about the strength of the two juniors in the ministry.

"They are the strongest two in the new generation!"

A flash of admiration flashed in Oni Jujiro's eyes.

He didn't have this kind of strength when he was in this grade.

Can imagine.

When the two grow up, they will definitely become the strongest backing for the team.

"Is the new generation the strongest?"

Byodoin took a look, then shook his head slightly.

His favorites are not Shoujia and Yukimura.

It's Ajutsu!

Although he has a grumpy temper, he has amazing talent. It is not an exaggeration to call it a rare geek in ten years.

"Are you very optimistic about Ajutsu?"

Zongshen felt this look and chuckled lightly.

"It's a good seed!"

Byodoin replied lightly.

"indeed!"

Zongshen nodded.

From the perspective of talent alone, no one in the entire Prince of Tennis world can compare to Ajutsu.

And Ajuzin is very similar to the French general Luke.

Has an extremely good perception.

In the original book, the eighth sense is opened.

If you start training hard now, you will lay a solid foundation for yourself.

Then his strength is by no means inferior to their hands.

In the discussion, ten minutes passed.

The broadcast sound rang.

"Doubles a match, please play both players!"

The four who were still warming up immediately stopped their hands and walked towards the court with racquet.

The four stood far away across the net.

However, the faces of the two of the Tai Guo team were a bit ugly.

After all, they have already lost one game.

Regardless of the result of this round of match, the Tai Guo team will become a laughing stock.

And what makes them even more unbearable is.

For the first match of the Japanese team, it is enough to send first-year freshmen.

The second game was even dispatched.

Don't look at them at all.

"You guys are going to die!

Alati looked at Shoujia and Yukimura with a cold face, and did not hide what he said.

"Remember to collect them!"

Jera on the side also sneered.

At the same time, he took a provocative look at Zongshen off the court.

"This bunch of craps!"

The grumpy Ajujin stood up with a loud noise.

The gazes at the two of them were full of hunting.

"Don't be impulsive, if you rush to the court, you will only disqualify yourself!"

Yanagi Renji said lightly.

But when he said this, a cold light flashed in his eyes.

Obviously being so provoked by someone, a trace of anger was generated.

"This group of rubbish, I really want to sacrifice them in blood!"

Tohno Atsukyo licked the corner of his mouth, bloodthirsty light in his eyes.

"Leave it to Kunimitsu!"

Zongshen's expression remained unchanged.

He sees too much of this provocation.

And I also believe that my brother and Yukimura will teach each other a profound lesson.

on court.

The softness on Yukimura's face disappeared, and there was more fierceness.

Although the hand's expression remained unchanged, but holding racquet's arm, it subconsciously increased a bit of strength.

"The match begins, Taiguo Alati serve, and the game ends!"

The referee blew the whistle.

what!

The dark-skinned Alati immediately tossed the tennis ball.

At the moment of falling, a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, and racquet waved down heavily.

boom!

The hit sounded and the tennis ball flew.

After rushing through the net, he did not land, but rushed towards the head of the player.

Violent tennis!

After a series of stimulation, the Tai Guo team went crazy.

"The means of next work!"

The look of the hand did not change.

Facing the ball, he took a few steps back and quickly avoided.

After the tennis ball landed, racquet beat it.

Chi Chi!

The high-speed friction sound oscillates.

The tennis ball flew across the net at high speed with a strong spin.

boom!

A dull impact sounded, and a cyclone formed on the field, sweeping dust all over the floor.

"Teach these two little ghosts a lesson!

Alati shouted loudly.

"clear!"

Jera sneered.

Without even thinking about it, he clenched racquet's arm to increase his strength and swung down at the bounced tennis ball.

boom!

The roar blasted, and the tennis ball shot wildly.

The ball still rushed towards the hand, and pointed directly at the belly.

Compared to Yukimura's softness, Tezuka's calmness made the two angry even more.

Let them have a feeling of being ignored by 517.

"give it to me!!

Shoujia said softly, obviously not wanting Yukimura to intervene.

"Um!"

Yukimura squinted his eyes, stepped back to the baseline, assumed a defensive posture, and handed the field to his hand.

He will naturally not let go of the two players from Taiguo.

But now is not the time for him to take action.

boom!

The hitting sound spread, and the tennis ball was caught by Tezuka.

It was another strong cutting, after dissolving the power of the tennis ball, it rushed out with the force of rotation.

"The arrogant kid!

Alati and Jera were full of anger.

Yukimura withdrew to the baseline, completely non-interfering.

This kind of contempt makes them angry to the extreme.

"I see how long you can last!"

Jera yelled and swung his pat.

The tennis ball roared and shot towards the home.

Shoujia's expression was indifferent.

In the face of this kind of ball, he didn't forcefully pick it up. After being cut to resolve it, he kept hitting the spin.

The two people on the opposite side launched an offensive again and again in anger.

But it was easily accepted by the hand.

Slowly, the rotation of the hand's hit is getting stronger and stronger.

till the end.

A white wave of air spread from under the feet of the hands and swept across the court like a whirlpool.

The field of hand home is open!.

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