The Strongest Player in Sports

"Serve!"

"Let me see if you are qualified to become a general!"

Edmund stood on the court with a serious expression.

"Yes!"

Polk nodded heavily.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The net racquet hit the ground, and the orderly sound spread, quieting the surroundings.

Everyone looked at the court, waiting for the showdown to begin.

what!

The tennis ball is thrown up.

At the moment of the fall, racquet lashed over.

There was a dull hit, and the tennis ball dashed out with a light yellow beam.

Snapped!

It's a pity that the ball had just landed and Edmund was blocked in front.

Racquet swept and the tennis ball flew upside down.

"The baptism of the whirlpool!"

Polk drank.

A fierce face emerged from the originally quiet face.

what!

The sound of breaking through the air sounded.

racquet has crossed past.

The impacted tennis ball stagnated, and then flew back.

The strong rotation swept across the air current vortex, the tennis ball rubbed against the air, and there was a piercing sound.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Every air wave hit, as if the entire court was shaking.

"coming!"

Edmund's eyes were sharp.

He knows the strength of these 25 goals, so he dare not look down upon it.

Snapped!

Raising his arm, racquet shook violently.

At the moment of receiving the Let's ball, a white light bloomed and swallowed the tennis ball in an instant.

Celestial body-white hole!

The light is like the mouth of a murderer, devouring everything.

The tennis ball, which was spinning rapidly, stopped slowly, and then turned counterclockwise.

"Appeared!"

"The master's stunt one-white hole!"

"Able to swallow the various powers of tennis, and then return to the original number!"

A group of team members from de country exclaimed.

Although it is not the first time I know.

But seeing the white hole easily break the baptism of the whirlpool, they were still shocked.

boom!

In an exclamation, Edmund had already swung a pat.

A ball flying counterclockwise, contains a strong rotation.

Even the airflow around it is twisted into a whirlpool.

"Baptism of penetration!"

Polk drank.

He knows how terrifying the white hole trick is.

The whirlpool baptism of this counterattack is not much different from the whirlpool baptism that you hit by yourself.

Boom!

Racquet catches the Let ball.

At the moment of the impact, the tennis suddenly stagnated.

Polk immediately caught the moment when the tennis stalled and hit the ball back again.

Shoo! Shoo! Shoo!

The tennis ball flew like a bullet from the barrel of a gun.

The air wave was split by a ball, and then spread to both sides like ocean waves.

Stabbed!

The brilliance and brilliance flashed by, like someone wielding a long sword, leaving a white mark in the air.

"Polk went all out!"

Schneider looked serious.

I glanced at the two people on the field and found that both of them were sharp-faced.

"This match will determine the new head of the national team, so neither of them has any mercy!"

Burku said in a deep voice.

One wants to become the new general.

One wants to see if the younger generation has this qualification.

The two professional-level masters collided, resulting in the fiercest confrontation.

boom!

During the conversation, the tennis ball flew over halftime.

Edmund's eyes were sharp, instead of backing up, he took the initiative to rush towards the tennis ball.

Racquet catches the Let ball, and the ultimate power surges, like a big truck is crushed by it.

Step! Step! Step!

Under the terrible impact, Edmund backed away again and again.

Even if you want to stop, you can't do it.

The tennis ball spins rapidly, hitting the racquet like a top, one by one the string breaks, and the tennis ball is about to penetrate through.

"It's really Polk!"

Edmund exclaimed.

Even he was shocked by this ball.

There is nothing gorgeous, nothing hidden.

It rushes in just this way, like a bullet, which can penetrate everything.

"But it's not enough!"

Edmund growled.

White light emerged, like a white hole swallowing the surroundings.

The tennis ball, which was still violently hitting, slowly stagnated, and finally seemed to be imprisoned on the racquet.

what!

There was a piercing sound.

When racquet waved, the power of penetrating baptism had completely dissipated.

"The baptism of power!"

Polk yelled, his face not lost.

Because he knows Edmund's strength better than anyone.

If he doesn't break the white hole, he won't want to win the match.

Wei Wei Ka Wei!

The muscles of the arms are bulging, as hard as steel.

Holding the racquet tightly in the palm of the hand, the scent of racquet squeezed into the sound.

Finally, rushing to the tennis ball quickly, racquet swept across.

Boom!

The roar exploded, the power raged, and instantly penetrated the racquet.

The wall behind him burst, his vigor spread like a storm, and traces were drawn in the air.

"Receive the baptism of power!

Polk roared, and his strength poured into the racquet.

Boom!

Amidst the thunder and explosion, the tennis rushed out.

Edmund's heart beat fiercely, as if the opposite was not a tennis ball, but a meteorite.

"The white hole can't be resolved either!"

Feeling the horror of this ball, this thought came to mind.

An extreme threat spread throughout the body.

However, Edmund is a world professional master after all, and he immediately looked for a way to crack the ball.

The baptism of power is obvious, it is a kind of powerball.

There are only a few ways to crack Powerball.

683 He thought for a while, and eliminated several methods, leaving only the last one.

"As long as you catch the moment of stagnation when the tennis ball hits, you can hit the ball back!"

Edmund's eyes narrowed.

The moment the tennis ball flew, he swung the racket fiercely.

Stabbed!

The piercing sound rang out, and the racquet has been turned into afterimages.

People have yet to see how Edmund swings.

Racquet has already hit the tennis ball.

Boom!

The tennis ball flew back, and the baptism of power was easily cracked.

Seeing a ball that flew upside down, even Polk's face was full of shock.

Boom!

The tennis ball fell to the ground and then bounced out.

The power contained in the tennis ball was released, the Thunder sonic boom exploded, and the infinite power raged like a bomb exploded.

The hurricane is raging and the smoke is full.

Countless small stones splashed around, and there was a piercing sound.

15--0!

"Polk!"

"Don't have any reservations!"

Edmund's low voice resounded through the audience.

The world's first strength is fully demonstrated at this moment.

"Yes!"

Polk drank.

Tossing the tennis ball again, racquet waved.

The duel between the two continued. The grass-green tennis ball flew back and forth on both sides, and a roar sounded, shaking the entire training camp. .

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