The Strongest Player in Sports

Lost!

And it was a complete loss!

Four losing streak!

Standings that they had never thought of, and had never experienced before them brought the morale of the Indian team to a freezing point.

The Indian spectators around were also staring, their faces dull.

"waste!'

"It's all a bunch of trash!"

"Aren't you great? Why can't you even win a match!"

The Indian coach snarled loudly.

This is four losing streak.

And it was the fourth losing streak on the Indian home court.

If he still loses in this match, one can imagine how much pressure he will endure.

"Sudra!!

"You have to win no matter what!"

Finally, the coach turned his head to look at a young man next to him, and said with a low growl.

"Captain, we must win!"

"We have lost four games and can't lose anymore!"

"April, one and three"" If five lose streak, our Indian team will have no face to meet people!"

All the players in India looked hopeful.

Sudra is now the only hope for the Indian team.

"No face to see people?

Sudra stood up and glanced at all the players coldly.

Under this gaze, everyone lowered their heads.

"Now that I don't have the face to meet people, isn't it a bit late!"

The cold words came from the mouth of Sudra.

Do not train hard at ordinary times.

After experiencing a terrible defeat, he said he wanted face and dignity.

This made him extremely angry.

"Sudra, don't forget that you are the leader of the team!"

The Indian coach was full of stern shouts.

"Humph!"

Sudra snorted coldly, ignoring the other party at all.

For him, the coach and the team members are the same, and they always like to hug their feet.

Take the ball racquet and walk towards the court.

An invisible aura erupted from him and swept the entire arena.

"Indian General Sudra!"

Nishikawa Ryujin saw the person on the field, his eyes condensed: "He is ranked 32 among high school students in the world, and his strength is impressive!"

"32? "

Everyone was taken aback when they heard it.

Unexpectedly, there are such masters in the Indian team.

"But his opponent is Zongshen!"

Tanegashima chuckled lightly, without any worry on his face.

Zongshen's strength is clear to him.

Although the world ranked No. 32 Sudra is strong, it will not be Zongshen's opponent.

"You said this match will end in a few minutes?"

Irie pushed the frame and said.

"ーHour?"

"Hello, does it take an hour to deal with this kind of player Zongshen?"

"I guess it's forty minutes!"

"No, thirty!"

The group argued.

Zongshen smiled, picked up racquet and walked towards the arena.

boom!

At the moment of departure, the two auras collided together instantly, and the air trembled.

The invisible air wave rolled up and set off dust all over the ground.

"Guru~"

The referee caught in the middle swallowed and felt a little difficult to breathe.

Hand Zongshen, Japan's U-17 team first.

Sudra, the Indian U-17 team first.

Both are masters, the strongest of a team.

Now there is a collision.

"Didi~"

"A singles match, Japanese hand Zongshen will play against Indian Sudra, both sides are ready!"

"The match begins!"

Referee immediately blew the whistle, interrupting the confrontation between the two.

service line.

Sudra holds a tennis ball in his eyes, and his eyes are full of fierceness.

"Go captain!'

"The Indian team will win!"

"Beat that kid and win the match!"

The Indian U-17 candidates watched the Sudra shout loudly on the field.

The surrounding audience also cheered up a little.

Although the Indian team lost streak four times, Sudra is the team leader with good strength.

So there is a glimmer of hope in everyone's eyes.

Hope that Sudra can win.

"Hands Zongshen!

service line.

Sudra's eyes were serious and sharp.

Although he disdains his teammates and coaches, he knows that this match must be won.

what!

Pick up the wrist and throw the tennis ball up.

Then he jumped sideways, his arm muscles bulged, and he hit the tennis ball hard.

boom!

The power exploded and hit the tennis ball.

A terrifying cyclone swept through, making everyone's hearts tremble.

Stabbed!

The tennis ball exploded, and a spiral air current was rolled up all over, tearing the air instantly.

"E?"

Zongshen raised his brows and looked at Sudra.

Know that the opponent's strength is different from other players in India.

Step on!

With the sound of dense footsteps, Zongshen rushed out.

In a blink of an eye, I came to the spot.

The moment the tennis ball bounced, racquet lifted up high.

boom!

His arms exploded with amazing strength, and he lashed at the tennis ball severely.

The sharp crackling sound exploded, and the tennis ball ran through the court.

The air was stirred and then exploded.

"Come on, let me see what strength you have!"

Sudra's eyes were cold.

When the voice fell, he stepped on his footsteps, pulling out an afterimage.

Raising the racquet in his hand, he waved down at the flying tennis ball.

boom!

When racquet received the Let's ball, the power of terror was transmitted to his arm through the racket.

A tingling pain came from his wrist and his face changed slightly.

"What a strong power!

Sudra took a deep breath, put his other hand on the racket, and swung vigorously.

Boom!

The roar blasted and the tennis ball rushed out.

But the ball had just crossed the net, and Zongshen's figure resisted in front of the net.

Buzz!

The dazzling golden light appeared, covering the whole tennis ball.

The thunderbolt resounded and the ball flew back.

"Hit the ball!"

Sudra shrank his eyes and felt the ultimate threat from the ball.

Boom!

The tennis ball hits the ground and the whole ground trembles.

Immediately, the rays of light advanced, rushing towards him with unparalleled power.

what!

Sudra subconsciously swung the racket to catch the ball.

But soon, he felt the horror of just hitting 5.1 balls.

Stabbed!

The tennis ball tore the string like a cannonball and blasted hard against the walls of the stands.

Taste!

There was a cracking sound and the stones splashed.

Heavy smoke rushed up and filled the court.

"Hand Zongshen scored 0 to 15!"

Referee announced immediately.

"How can it be?!"

Sudra's heart beat, and he looked at the racquet in his hand in disbelief.

He is ranked 32 among high school students in the world.

Now Zongshen can't even catch a goal.

This made him feel the power of Zongshen.

"I didn't expect the newcomer of the Japanese team to have this kind of strength!"

Sudra took a deep breath, his eyes dignified.

He knows that he wants to win this match, I'm afraid it's not that simple. .

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