The Strongest Player in Sports

"Zongshen this guy

The orange in Echizen Ryoga's hand fell to the ground, dumbfounded.

Before playing.

He was still thinking about how Zongshen would teach Park ~ Long Ha.

I didn't expect Zongshen to be so domineering.

In the home court of Han country, threatened thousands of audiences from Han country, and blasted the ball out.

This kind of unscrupulousness shocked him.

"Really worthy of the minister!"

Oni Jujiro spoke.

He was sure that few people in the entire team dared to do this.

But Zongshen did what others dared not do.

"asshole!"

Byodoin snorted coldly, but deep envy appeared in his eyes.

He started to hate himself somewhat.

During the match, how could I not expect this.

"Guru~"

"Ha ha ha ha!"

"Boy, good job!"

Mifune took a sip of wine and laughed.

He found Zongshen more and more to his appetite.

On the surface, it looks gentle, but the methods are stronger than anyone else.

Demonstration in other people's home court without relentlessness.

"Referee, you can start a match!"

Zongshen looked at the referee and kindly reminded him.

"Huh? Oh!"

"Singles a match, the Japanese team player Zongshen serve, the match begins!

The referee reacted and blew the whistle.

"Hey!

"Recovered!"

Zongshen came to the service line and found that Park Longhe was standing there with a dull face, and couldn't help but shout.

"Return to mind?"

Pu Longhe was agitated and came back to his senses.

Then his face turned pale.

He never dreamed that there are still such shrewd people in the world.

Not only is it fearless on other people's home courts, but it also threatens the audience and takes action against the audience.

This is really bold!

"What are you thinking?"

Sudden.

A chuckle rang from Pu Longhe's ears, awakening him.

There was a terrible roar.

Park Longhe was surprised.

When I looked up, I saw a tennis ball blazing out of light.

Tennis is not here yet.

But the wind wave hit him hard, making him breathe.

Boom!

The explosion sounded and the tennis ball fell to the ground.

The terrible power spread and shattered the ground.

Just hit the ball!

ACE ball!

15--0!

Zongshen serve score.

The surrounding audience sucked in air, but they were afraid and did not dare to speak.

Park Longhe on the court was dumbfounded.

Unexpectedly, Zongshen just hit the ball as soon as he shot.

boom!

boom!

boom!

The bounce sounded.

Park Longhe recovered from the shock and squatted in a defensive posture.

His face is full of vigilance.

what!

Tennis is flying.

Zongshen jumped sideways, a flash of thunder flashed on the racquet, and his arm pressed down.

Snapped!

The tennis ball flashed, burst out like a bolt of lightning, and disappeared from everyone's sight.

Lightning serve.

The ultra-high speed serve up to 240KM/H per hour.

"where?

Park Longhe's eyes narrowed.

He quickly looked at every corner of the arena, but he heard a bounce in his ears.

After his body stagnated, Park Longhe turned his head stiffly.

Immediately he saw an extra tennis ball outside the bounds, bouncing lightly.

"How is it possible?!"

Pu Longhe looked dull and couldn't believe his eyes.

The ball is too fast.

Soon there was no chance for him to react.

"Referee, can you announce the score?"

Zongshen turned to look at the referee on the side.

"this "

Referee looked embarrassed.

The speed of the ball was so fast that he couldn't even see it clearly.

But he immediately asked the video referee next to him.

Through the reverse playback of the video, I saw the tennis ball clearly.

"Effective ball, hand Zongshen scored, 30 to 0!"

The referee immediately blew the whistle.

"Next is the third ball!"

Zongshen hit racquet to the ground.

The bounce sound resounded like a magic sound, making Pu Longhe clenched the racquet subconsciously.

what!

Tennis is flying.

In a leap, Zongshen swings.

boom!

There was a crisp hit, and the tennis ball skimmed over the net and then fell.

"Short ball?"

Pu Longhe's eyes condensed and he rushed out quickly.

But before he rushed to mid-court, his footsteps stopped.

Because the tennis ball fell on the ground, it rolled forward without bouncing at all.

Zero-style serve.

40--0!

Park Longhe stared at the ball blankly, his head crashed.

"Team leader seems to be suppressed?"

...For flowers...

"Isn't that kid named Shoujia Zongshen a junior high school student?"

"Why? Why does a middle school student have such strength!

The Han national team was shocked.

The match has only just begun, but the situation has become one-sided.

This makes them feel incredible.

"hateful!"

Pu Longhe reacted with unwillingness on his face.

The zero serve was so sudden that he didn't react.

But he is confident to crack this sticker on the earth.

"continue!"

With a low growl, Pu Longhe squatted and waited.

what!

Zongshen did not hesitate and swung quickly.

With a crisp sound, the tennis ball burst out in a diagonal direction.

Although Park Longhe lost three goals, he is also the main player of the Han national team and his strength is not weak.

The figure flashed and caught up with the tennis ball.

Snapped!

With his arms swinging, he put the tennis ball on the racquet.

With a hard effort, the tennis ball flew back like an arrow from the string.

what!

Zongshen goes online.

The racquet in the hand is tilted forty-five degrees and then cut at high speed.

Stabbed!

The harsh friction sounded, and the tennis ball spun quickly on the racket surface.

But as Zongshen's arm pushed, racquet swept across.

The power of the tennis ball was turned into nothingness in the high-speed cutting, and then an arc was drawn and fell heavily to the ground.

"Short shot again!

Park Longhe gritted his teeth and went online quickly.

At the very moment, racquet swung up and down to the right.

but.

The moment he swung the pat, he felt something wrong.

He found the light above his head dimmed.

Looking up, I saw Zongshen leapt up and racquet raised his shoulders.

The moment the tennis ball flew up, racquet dunked.

Heavy shot smash!

boom!

The detonation sounded, and the tennis ball was like a cannonball on the barrel, rubbing Pu Longhe's body and crashing down.

The entire arena trembled, and the dust was swept up by energies and filled the audience.

"The hand Zongshen scored, 1 to 0, swapping venues!

The referee blew the whistle.

But Park Longhe and the Han national team were stunned.

Everyone looked at Zongshen like a ghost, and couldn't say a word of shock.

three minutes.

Zongshen only took three minutes to win a game from their master?

This makes all Han Chinese feel unreal!

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