The Strongest Player in Sports

The capital of Han country, Seoul.

After more than two hours, Zongshen and his party finally arrived at their destination.

"What did you say?"

"Want us to wait for the Han national team here?!"

The voice of Mifune entering the Dao sounded, and his tone was full of anger.

After the plane landed, a group of people prepared to go to the resting hotel.

But before they left, they were blocked in the airport and couldn't get out at all.

And the reason is.

The plane of the Han national team is about to arrive in Seoul.

In order to express the friendship of the Han national team, I hope the two teams can meet and have friendly exchanges.

"Get off the horse?"

Zongshen chuckled.

The Han national team participated in the exhibition game and returned to Seoul.

The time for the plane to arrive is at least half an hour later.

In other words, when the two teams meet, they must wait at least half an hour.

"Three seven zero" so this is not a friendly exchange at all, but the Han national team deliberately.

I want to give them a good start before the match.

"Sure enough, people from Han can only use this trick!"

Yao Dou snorted coldly, deep disgust flashed in his eyes.

Obviously, they also suffered from Han country during the last expedition.

"Maybe this trick is their way of survival?"

Kimijima chuckles.

"It really deserves to be Jundao. Doesn't this mean that Han people are all villains?"

Mori Yakumo said with a smile.

"Senior Yun said this, I didn't say it!"

Jundao pushed his glasses and smiled unconfirmed.

"Then let's wait here for a while and see what tricks the Han national team want to play!"

Zongshen was not in a hurry, but rather interested.

He wanted to see what the Han national team would use to target them.

"Humph!"

Hearing Zongshen's words, Mifune snorted in the way, found a place to sit down, and drank.

The group was not in a hurry, waiting for the arrival of the Han national team.

Thirty minutes passed.

A plane landed on the airport, and a line came out of it.

Walking in the forefront is a strong man.

When he got off the plane, he looked around, as if looking for something.

"It's Park Longhe, the main player of the Han national team!"

Xichuan Longzhen said in a deep voice.

Although Han Chinese is despicable, the main general Piao Longhe has the strength not weaker than him.

"Park Longhe?

Zongshen glanced at each other, then turned to look at all the players: "Let's go, go to meet the players of the Han national team, and see what they want to do!"

"Hey!"

Kaji Kazena and Tohno Atsukyo looked at each other.

They are not good-tempered people.

After waiting so long, if you don't get a little back, then it's not their character.

"It's the Japanese team!"

Piao Longhe scanned the entire airport and finally saw Zongshen.

Then led the team to stride.

However, when he approached Zongshen, he was taken aback.

Because Zongshen is at the forefront.

And there is a badge on the collar.

"Master?"

Park Longhe was taken aback, because the word represents the number one training camp.

Thinking of this he couldn't help but sneer.

"Nishikawa Ryuuma, is there no one in Japan? Let a little devil be the leader!"

"I think he is a freshman at most, right?"

"Higher one?"

The other members of the Han national team were taken aback, and then burst into laughter.

"Aren't you just giving up? You sent a freshman kid to come!"

"how?"

"Have you forgotten the end of Rika Katayama?"

A'man with smoky makeup' looked at Zongshen and smiled.

Speaking of it, he also brought up the matter two years ago.

"What did you say?!"

A touch of coldness appeared on Xichuan Longzhen's face.

Katayama Rika is a scar of the training camp.

Now that the Han national team took the initiative to mention it, it was undoubtedly provoking them.

"Is not it?"

The man with smoky makeup sneered, not caring about Nishikawa Ryu's real gaze.

And the other members of the Han national team are the same, with provocative faces.

"You are the leader of Han, Park Longhe, right?"

When everyone was angry, Zongshen stood up, with a gentle smile on his face: "I am the Japanese player Zongshen!"

The sound of warm and moist water reaches everyone's ears.

The Mutsu brothers glanced at each other and knew that the Han national team was going to suffer.

Because the more gentle Zongshen's expression, the worse the opponent's fate.

The members of the Han national team were taken aback.

Unexpectedly, under this provocation, Zongshen could still keep smiling.

"Puff~"

"Is this guy a pustule?"

"It seems that it is indeed that you can still laugh when you are so humiliated."

"We should let the Japanese team wait a little longer, they dare not do anything anyway!"

The Han national team laughed.

But there was no disguise in what was said.

As if it was deliberately told to Zongshen.

"It turns out to be the main player of the Japanese team, welcome to country Han!"

Pu Longhe pulled out his ears, his face was full of contempt, and then stretched out his hand.

To him, Zongshen is a kid.

It's not worthy of his attention at all.

"thanks!

Zongshen chuckled lightly and shook hands with each other.

Seeing this palm, Pu Longhe tried to crush Zongshen's hand bones.

"Um?"

Soon, he was stunned.

Because he didn't hear Zongshen's screams.

When I looked up, what I saw was Zongshen's smile.

"Captain Park is really enthusiastic!

Zongshen's eyes flashed, and then he slammed hard.

I saw Pu Longhe's palms shrank into a ball at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Taste!

With the sound of brittle bones, Pu Longhe's palm turned white.

"Let go, it hurts me to death!

Pu Longhe's face changed drastically and he let out a scream.

He wanted to break free, but Zongshen's palm was still like steel.

As the so-called five fingers connected to the heart, the pain from his palm made him scream like a pig. 5.1

But Zongshen was unmoved.

He believes in tooth for tooth, and never swallows.

Since the Han national team dares to provoke, they must pay the price they deserve.

"asshole!"

"Hurry up and let go!

"This is country Han, what do you want to do!"

The faces of the Han national team changed a lot, and they glared at Zongshen one by one.

"Let go?"

Zongshen grinned.

Then let go of the palm under everyone's stunned eyes.

But at the moment of releasing, Zongshen pulled his arm.

Pu Longhe stumbled on his body, and before he could react, he found that his feet seemed to be caught in something.

boom!

The body loses balance and the body falls.

The dull voice sounded, and Park Longhe knelt in front of Zongshen heavily.

Lord Han will kneel to Zongshen?.

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