The Strongest Player in Sports

"Boy, good job!"

Mifune sneered in the way.

What he wants is this kind of result.

Seeing the members of the Han national team being beaten to the ground, he felt relieved.

"Hey-hey!"

The two looked at each other, their faces full of triumph.

"I just don't know who will be sent by the Han national team in the second match?"

Echizen Ryoga smiled at the orange.

"The first doubles is like this, Han national team will change its strategy no matter how stupid it is!"

Byodoin sneered.

This is the home court of the Han national team.

Being beaten so badly on their home court, the Han national team will definitely not be reconciled.

I will definitely think about getting it back in the next match.

"Tanegashima, Irie!"

Mifune entered the road and looked at the two people aside, the threat in his eyes was self-evident: "Do you know what will happen if you lose the match?"

"Ugh?"

The two looked at each other and gave a wry smile.

"Tanegashima, this is the first battle of your expedition. If you lose the match, you will be ashamed."

Zongshen smiled lightly.

"It seems that I can only make a serious match!"

Irie shook his head helplessly.

Originally, he wanted to let Han Chinese see his acting skills.

But Mifune Jindao and Zongshen put the words down, he can only put away this thought.

The two looked at each other, picked up racquet and walked towards the court.

"Two wastes!"

Han national team rest area.

Park Longhe looked at Li Jaelong and his faces were green: "I usually say so powerfully, but when I meet an opponent, I can score such a score. It's really useless!'

Li Zailong didn't speak, but his face looked ugly as if he had eaten shit.

This match is indeed embarrassing.

Watched by thousands of people in his home court, he was beaten to abstain.

It's really shameful to be thrown home.

"Doubles one is served by me and Dongjian!"

Sun Chengcan stood up, a touch of coldness flashed across his face.

"Do you want to team up with Seongchan?"

Song Dongjian was a little excited.

He is ranked eleventh in U-17.

But Sun Chengcan is ranked sixth, but he is a bit stronger than him.

"You must win this match beautifully!"

Park Longhe spoke in a deep voice.

They have already lost a terrible defeat.

So they not only have to win in the second game, but they have to win cleanly.

Only in this way can face be restored.

"clear!"

The two looked at each other and walked towards the court with racquet.

The two sides came to the net and stood far away.

"The match begins, the Japanese team serves the game, and the game ends!"

Referee blew the whistle, kicking off the match prelude.

Han Guo's coach Han Zaiyong looked at Tanegashima and Irie on the court, and a doubt flashed in his eyes.

They have also matched the Japanese team before.

So I understand this team fairly well.

But he found out.

Whether it is the first match or the second match.

The Japanese team sent some strange faces, which had never been seen before.

"Besides these four, most of the original Japanese players have disappeared!

Han Zaiyong was puzzled.

If this is the second team of the Japanese team, he doesn't believe it.

Because in the last World Cup, the Han national team ranked 28th, while the Japanese team ranked 30th.

He can guarantee.

The Japanese team absolutely dare not send the second team to deal with them.

"what is the problem?"

Han Zaiyong looked suspicious.

Finally, he looked at the referee, the video assistant outside the court, and strode towards him.

When they came to referee, they didn't know what they said, and finally the video assistant referee took out a form.

‘Registration Form for Japanese and Korean Players

What catches your eyes is the seven characters.

The match between the two teams is an international challenge.

So before the match, both parties will submit the list of players.

Han Zaiyong glanced.

Then his eyes protruded.

"How can it be?!"

An exclamation resounded throughout the audience, attracting everyone's attention.

Both the team members of the two countries and the surrounding audience watched from Korea and Korea again, not knowing the name of the other party's ghost.

"impossible!"

"It's absolutely impossible!"

Han Zaiyong's arms were trembling, with a ghostly expression on his face.

I saw the names of the two teams recorded on the form.

There are the grades of both parties!

Shoujia Zongshen-the second grade of junior high school.

Byōdōin Hōō--The third grade of junior high school.

Echizen Ryoga--The second grade of junior high school.

Oni Jujiro-the third grade of junior high school.

Tokugawa Kazuya

Tohno Atsukyo

Kaji Kazena

At a glance, except for a few high school students, all of them were junior high school students.

"Middle school student?"

"The head of the Japanese team and most of the players are middle school students?"

Han Zaiyong shouted out in shock.

He wiped his eyes, wondering if he had seen it wrong.

But no matter how many times I read it, I found no errors.

In the first army of the Japanese team, most of them are junior high school students and only a few high school students.

"Guru~"

Han Zaiyong turned his head stiffly and looked at Zongshen and them.

There was an incredible look on his face.

"Teach the coach what to say?

"The coach said that the head of the Japanese team and most of the players are middle school students?"

"What a joke!

The members of the Han national team looked suspicious.

"Middle school student?"

Pu Longhe's heart beats, and then he couldn't help but walked bravely.

Other members of the Han national team also followed closely.

For a while, a dozen people surrounded Han Zaiyong.

But when the 380 of them saw the form, everyone's body seemed to have been struck by lightning and froze in place.

"How is it possible?"

"Most of the Japanese team members are middle school students?!"

Li Jae-long, who just lost the match, was devastated.

He never dreamed of it.

The Japanese players who easily defeated him turned out to be two middle school students.

"What are you kidding?"

"The Japanese team sent a bunch of junior high school students to match with us!"

"This is a contempt for our Korean Empire!"

All the players of the Han national team came back to their senses.

Then he was so angry.

from their perspective.

Mifune is completely humiliating them when entering the Tao.

So we sent a team of middle school students to match with them.

"Coach, can junior high school students participate in the challenge?"

Pu Longhe growled low and was extremely angry.

The thought of kneeling to a junior high school student made him feel that the anger in his heart could not be suppressed.

"This is U-17's match.

"The match stipulates that the age of the contestants cannot exceed 17!"

Han Zaiyong replied with a green face.

U--17 has a maximum age limit, but there is no minimum age limit.

If the strength is strong enough, even elementary school students can play.

A group of Han national team heard this look stagnant.

Then burned with anger.

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