The Strongest Player in Sports

boom!

The dull sound exploded and the tennis ball bounced out.

5--4!

Augustine leads.

With the ball falling, the match comes to the final game, and the final game will determine the outcome of the match.

"Half-step world-class is similar to world-class, but there is a gap after all!"

Akuto sighed.

The battle on the field seems to be on par, but the scale of victory has already tilted towards Augustine. This is something that everyone can see.

"A player who can step into the world is not a talented person.

Zongshen shook his head.

Irie is a genius, Augustine is a genius.

He scored four points from a world-class master with a half-step world-class strength. This kind of performance is worthy of praise no matter whether he wins or loses.

And Augustine is a senior in high school.

Irie is not a freshman in high school.

If the "seven-seven-seven" parties are in the same grade, Irie has at least 80% chance of winning.

When the two discussed, the match on the court continued.

"Huh~"

Augustine took a deep breath.

He looked up at Irie and patted the tennis ball lightly.

boom!

Toss the ball and swing.

Irie immediately rushed out, caught the bounced tennis ball forcibly, and then fought back.

But just as the ball crossed the net, a figure blocked in front.

"Huge waves!"

The deep voice resounded through the audience, even if half a court separated, Irie could feel a surge of aura rushing.

what!

The white light pierced the audience.

The tennis ball blew up and shot away.

Irie just wanted to rush out, but the air wave surged like a huge wave and hit him hard.

With short hair and flying corners, his footsteps stopped for an instant, and then he could only watch the tennis ball bounce out.

15--0!

Augustine scored!

After the opponent scored, Irie did not give Irie a chance to breathe and serve again.

In just a few minutes, the match came to the match point.

40--0!

"hateful!"

Irie held racquet tightly.

As Augustine showed world-class strength, the tiny gap between the two sides was completely exposed.

And in this fierce duel, this gap has been infinitely magnified.

As a result, he was gradually suppressed and unable to score.

"Thunder!"

There was a low drink, and a sharp light appeared.

"This trick again!"

Irie's heart beats.

But he knew this was his last chance.

Immediately search for the tennis ball with super dynamic vision, and then find the trajectory of the ball.

Just when he was about to fight back.

A light of Thunder appeared, and the tennis ball disappeared.

boom!

The impact sounded and the match ended

6--4!

Augustine wins!

The audience was silent at first, and then burst into cheers.

"Wan Sheng!"

"We got the score back!"

"Augustine is too good, now with two wins and two losses, there is still a chance to win!"

"Long live, the American team will win!"

The audience cheered loudly, their faces full of excitement.

The ups and downs of match are really exciting for them.

"Lost"

Irie gave a wry smile, her eyes full of unwillingness.

In middle school, he was as famous as Zongshen and others, and he was known as the strongest group of players in the country.

But now?

Zongshen has entered the professional level!

Echizen Ryoga, Byodoin, Oni Jujiro, Tokugawa, and Tanegashima have all stepped into the world.

Only he is still stagnating at half a step in the world class.

He usually doesn't seem to care, but no one knows that he cares more than anyone else.

After being surpassed by one by one, the late ones followed closely.

Only Irie knows this urgency and bitterness.

But what about it?

The world class is like a horizontal ditch, so that he has never been able to enter that field.

Who understands the distress and helplessness in it?

He walked out of the field with helplessness, and then sat in the position a little lost.

The defeat in this match caused him to completely explode the unwillingness and distress he accumulated for a long time, and he could no longer maintain his past randomness.

"Irie"

The players opened their mouths, but couldn't say anything to comfort them.

"You can try to practice the sixth sense!"

Zongshen spoke in a deep voice, and then continued without giving Irie a chance to react: "The sixth sense is a sense of foresight. If you can learn this trick, your strength will definitely improve!"

"Sixth sense?!"

Irie froze for a moment, and then understood the meaning of the words.

If you can predict where the tennis ball will be, it should be combined with a strong observation ability

The control over the rhythm of the match will definitely rise dramatically.

"A sense of foresight?"

Atobe's eyes flickered.

He and Irie are the same type of players and both win with insight.

Irie can learn the sixth sense, and he can naturally too.

It's just that I have no idea how to learn.

After all, the sixth sense is not a football skill, but a vague mental skill, which is not something you can learn if you want to learn.

"Next is the last match!"

Not broken iron man reminded.

"Do not worry!"

"This match will definitely win!"

Zongshen chuckled.

Then, under everyone's gaze, he picked up the racquet on the side.

"Does the minister want to play?"

Fuji's eyes lit up.

As long as Zongshen is the singles one, no matter how many world-class players the American team hides, and no matter how strong the hidden players are, the Japanese team must win in the end.

Because Zongshen is a world professional class.

This kind of strength is simply invincible in national high schools.

"Although it is an ordinary practice match, it is better to win than to lose!"

Zongshen smiled.

In this match, winning or losing doesn't really matter, after all, it won't matter much.

But what he has always liked is victory, not defeat.

So this battle must be won!

At this point, Zongshen strode towards the court.

During the 5.1 moments when he left, all eyes were on him.

The originally happy American players, after seeing Zongshen, a bright smile instantly froze on their faces.

"Hands, Zongshen?!"

Du Du opened his mouth, the joy in his heart dissipated completely.

The other American players also fell silent, unable to say a word.

Hand Zongshen!

Head of the Japanese team!

World professional master!

Although he was only a third-year student, he led the team to win the World Cup championship.

Outsiders speculate that once Zongshen enters high school, it may replace Edmund's position as the world's first and become the strongest in national high school.

now.

This player who was jealous of all the strong players in the world appeared on the stage.

He will be the singles one and end this match!.

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