The Strongest Player in Sports

The four people divided the area.

But Laura is unwilling to participate in this kind of underground tennis match.

In his words, he still wants to live well.

"The seventh district?"

Zongshen said in a low voice, then looked at Ryoga and Byodoin Temple: "Be careful, don't be arrogant!"

"Um!"

The two nodded heavily.

This is duel city, where killer tennis often appears.

Therefore, every match must be handled carefully, otherwise it must be yourself that is injured.

"Then I'll go first!"

Zongshen lifted the tennis bag on his shoulders and walked towards the No. 7 area.

Passing through the dim passage, the lights came in almost instantly and enveloped him.

"I didn't expect that the famous hand Zongshen would also come to Duel City, it is really our honor!"

A middle-aged man in a black suit came up with a look of surprise.

"you know me?"

Zongshen looked calm and didn't feel surprised.

Dueling City is known as the No. 1 underground court in Asia. If even a player's information is unclear, it is not worthy of being called No. 1.

Since it can be called the number one, there must be other means and channels.

"The world's number one junior high school student!"

"The super day who led the Japanese team to defeat the king and win the World Cup championship!

"Some people call you the Federer of your youth, I'm afraid no one doesn't know you."

The man said with a smile, and then put on a please pose.

Only then did Zongshen see clearly that there was a door behind the man.

The soundproofing of the gate is very good, but the slight screaming and roaring can still be heard.

Crunch!

Zongshen directly pushed the door open.

The loud voice seemed to have a catharsis, rushing toward him.

Dingqing took a look.

I found that there was a huge stage in front, and the auditorium was full of people.

There are rich people who hug the left and the right, and there are also athletes in sportswear.

But more are gamblers who are crazy about waving banknotes.

"Underground courtw,!"

The corners of Zongshen's mouth rose.

Listening to the scream and roar coming from my ear, the blood began to burn.

He hasn't let go of a fight for a long time.

One is that there is no opponent, and the other is that a full shot may hurt teammates.

But here is different.

Here is the heaven for the strong and the hell for the weak.

Here he can let go of a battle without worrying about whether his opponent will be injured, and he doesn't have to worry about whether anyone dares to challenge himself.

Boom!

The lights swept around, and finally stopped on a man in a suit and leather shoes.

The man looked around and smiled: "Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the 14th Underground Tennis Tournament in District 7!"

"Fourteenth time?!"

Zongshen's eyes flashed.

Duel City holds major duels every month.

Only the players with the highest points in each district can participate.

Points are calculated based on the current month and cleared in the second month.

"Today is the tenth, and the current match is the fourteenth, which means that there are only one or two matches every day.

With a secret thought in his heart, he learned a little about the situation in Duel City.

"First of all, please invite the challenger this time, the fifteen-year-old talented player-Zongshen!

Boom!

A light swept across and shone on Zongshen.

The surrounding audience also looked at it.

After hearing that Zongshen was only fifteen years old, he suddenly scolded.

"Where's the hairy boy!

"Get off for me, this kind of kid is also worthy of an underground game?"

"Damn, last time that Han countryman said he was a genius, he was hit by a ball and seriously injured, which caused me a huge loss!'

"This kind of kid comes here to play!"

The surrounding audience roared loudly.

"That person is"

In the audience seat, a middle-aged man's face changed when he saw Zongshen.

"What's wrong? Ryan?"

A fourteen or five-year-old young man next to him asked curiously.

Ryan is a tennis advertiser in Europe.

I have been here for half a month, and I have seen many players.

But this was the first time he showed this expression.

"Hands Zongshen!"

"Did you not hear? That kid called Zongshen!"

Ryan suppressed the excitement in his heart and whispered.

"Um?"

The young man was a little puzzled.

I think this name is familiar, but I can't remember where I heard it for a while.

"Your national team lost in the hands of that young man. You don't even know him, do you?"

Ryan said helplessly.

"what?!"

When the young man heard this shock, he finally remembered the name.

His name is Fleck, a member of the U-17 training camp in the country.

However, he was a junior high school student, and he only joined the training camp not long ago. He only heard that one person will end the national team's continuous dominance.

At first he hadn't thought about that, but now he was reminded by Ryan and reacted immediately.

"...1 Why did he come here?"

Flake looked incredulous.

This is an underground court, full of dangers.

If you are short of money, with Zongshen's talent and ability, as long as you shout to the outside world, a lot of clubs will come to offer money.

"Not everyone is for money!"

Ryan was speechless.

He is doing tennis advertising and knows that many powerful players will go to underground courts.

It is not to make money, but to improve one's own strength.

"Then we are going to press Zongshen?"

Flake whispered.

"Does this still need to be said?

There was a touch of excitement on Ryan's face.

The person in charge here obviously knew Zongshen's identity, but he didn't tell everyone.

(Zhao Nuo's) The audience will definitely not bet when looking at Zongshen's age.

As long as they do the opposite, they can definitely make a fortune.

on court.

The scolding hasn't stopped.

"It's like a crow, I can't stop talking!"

Zongshen pulled out his ears and glanced across the audience, as sharp as a blade: "I will give you three seconds now, shut your mouth!

The words fell, and the audience fell silent for an instant.

Everyone was stunned. They didn't expect Zongshen to be so arrogant that he would provoke the audience.

This is a donkey that has never happened since the birth of the underground city.

For a while, the flames rushed straight into my heart.

Every audience stared at Zongshen fiercely, as if to tear this hairy boy into pieces.

But Zongshen ignored these gazes.

Raise his arm directly, put a finger up, and then yelled: "One,

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