The Strongest Player in Sports

on court.

Augustine was more solemn.

I found that Irie was far stronger than I thought.

Change the court and change the ball right.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

He slapped the tennis ball, then took a deep breath and tossed the ball quickly.

boom!

With a crisp sound, the tennis ball flew like an arrow from the string.

Irie's eyes flickered, as if watching the opponent's blind spot.

Snapped!

After catching up with the tennis ball, racquet swept.

The ball that just bounced turned into a pale-yellow beam and flew out.

Augustine's eyes narrowed, wanting to fight back.

But without waiting for him to swing, he found that his body could not move, as if stone pillars appeared all over him, sealing himself.

monument!

The tennis ball ejects and rushes out.

15--0!

Irie Kanata scored!

"Dead corner?!

A cold sweat fell from Augustine's forehead.

That feeling can't be wrong, that is, Irie saw through his blind corner, so he hit the blind corner.

But he was not shocked by the ball, but by the opponent's observation.

Because the match only started in less than ten minutes, Irie's blind spot was seen through.

"continue!'

I gritted my teeth and serve again.

boom!

The tennis ball was shot at super high speed, and there was a crisp sound after landing.

Irie looked calm and quickly caught up with the tennis ball, sternly focusing on the opponent's blind spot.

boom!

The beam cut through halftime and the tennis ball fell to the ground.

Augustine swung the racket, but like last time, before racquet touched the tennis ball, his body was frozen in place, unable to move at all.

Light and shadow flashed, and the tennis ball bounced out.

30--0!

"Senior Irie's insight is getting more and more amazing!"

Atobe took a deep breath.

What he is best at is to observe opponents and see through his opponent's blind spots with his eyesight.

For this talent, he has always been confident, even when compared with high school students, he still thinks he is better.

But Atobe had to admire one person.

And this person is Irie.

Irie can't match his eyesight.

But in terms of observing and mastering the rhythm, it is incredible. This is beyond comparison.

"Irie should try to learn the sixth sense!"

Zongshen said in a deep voice.

Irie has insight beyond ordinary people.

This insight is different from Atobe's vision, but an analysis and understanding of the situation.

When the opponent is in control of the rhythm, he can even predict the opponent's next move.

If you can learn the sixth sense, Irie will surely break through to world class.

boom!

In the discussion of several people, the match on the field continued.

2--0!

Irie easily won the second game.

"This guy!'

Augustine was very suspicious.

I found that Irie was unexpectedly powerful.

Although it is not world-class, but it has the strength to fight against world-class.

The match continues.

The fighting between the two sides has become more intense.

Knowing that Irie was powerful, Augustine dared not show mercy anymore.

World-class strength exploded and began to recover the score.

boom!

"Game, Augustine, 1 to 2!"

boom!

"Game, Augustine, 3 to 2!

boom!

"Game, Irie Kanata, 4 to 4!"

Thirty minutes later, the match came to the deciding game.

"call!"

Irie exhaled.

Although he relied on his strong insight ability to get the upper hand, the world-class is the world-class after all, so he can't open the score at all.

But when the match reaches this point, he can only move forward, not backward.

what!

The tennis ball is thrown high in the air.

The slightly side of the body jumped, and racquet waved down.

Boom!

After the tennis ball fell and set off dust, it flew out of the bounds.

"Your skills have been seen through by me!"

Augustine drank and swept across.

A bounced ball was hit, and after drawing an arc, it fell gently on the ground.

"not good!"

Irie's eyes narrowed.

Unexpectedly, his spin was so easily resolved, and the opponent hit a short ball back.

He wanted to fight back online, but he was a step late.

15--0!

"Ugh!"

Irie sighed secretly, then continued to serve.

"This match should be over!"

Augustine's eyes became sharper.

Watching the flying tennis ball, he rushed out, Racquet raised his shoulders.

"Thunder!"

With a low drink, racquet cut down like a long sword.

The tennis ball rushed out like an arrow from the string.

The purple light flashed, and the air wave spread like ripples.

...For flowers...

The air was torn apart, the cyclone exploded fiercely, and there were bursts of sonic booms.

"Um?!"

Irie was taken aback.

Seeing a ball coming straight, even if he wanted to avoid it, it was too late.

Faced with this situation, he can only hit back with a pat.

Boom!

The sonic boom sounded, and the power raged.

Racquet made a sizzling sound, seemingly unable to withstand this mighty force.

"So strong?!

Irie's face changed drastically.

But I reacted immediately, recalling the teachings of Echizen Nanjiro back then.

The best way to deal with Powerball is to use chop.

what!

Pick on racquet.

Then use the best hitting point for cutting.

The power of the strongest was instantly erased, and then a more powerful force was released, and it shot towards Augustine.

"How can it be!"

"Irie Kanata hit Thunder back?"

"What's the joke to start?"

The players of the American team were shocked, with unbelievable faces.

Thunder is one of Augustine's stunts, and its power is no weaker than just hitting the ball.

But now they were easily hit back by Irie, and they couldn't believe it.

"Sweet spot chipping!

Ralph's eyes narrowed.

Although Thunder is powerful, it is also the best shot.

Irie used this method to fight back, like a snake hitting seven inches, directly hitting Thunder's blind spot.

boom!

The ear-splitting sound rang, and the tennis ball flashed by like a bullet, at an amazing speed.

"So fast!"

Augustine whispered.

But he is a world-class player after all, and his perception and insight abilities are incredibly amazing.

The tennis ball was immediately caught, and the figure rushed out.

The crimson light bloomed from the racquet, as if there was a flame burning.

"Flame!"

With a loud shout, his arm violently moved.

With the sound of the hit, the tennis ball flew wildly.

"bring it on!"

Irie looked solemn.

Although able to use the sweet spot proficiently, the ball still shocked him.

But when the match reached this point, there was no reason to shrink back.

No matter how strong the ball is, he will hit back head-on.

Take a step, swing the racket without hesitation, and shoot the ball out.

Two figures were running on the court, and the tennis ball shot back and forth.

The match became more intense.タ.

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