The Strongest Player in Sports

Swiss rest hotel.

A group of people gathered together with serious faces.

"The list of the top four has appeared, everyone, take a look!"

The main commander Norman opened his mouth and handed a form to all the team members.

After taking it, everyone glanced randomly, and a touch of surprise appeared on their faces.

Japan team, Switzerland team, de national team, Argentina team.

"The Japanese team?"

"So the French team was eliminated?"

Richard, who ranked second in the team, couldn't believe it.

He remembered that the opponent of the French team was the Japanese team.

Now the Japanese team appears in the semi-final list, while the French team has disappeared, obviously being eliminated.

"It's incredible!"

Moulton, ranked fifth, whispered.

The French team is ranked third in the world, with seven world-class players in the team, as well as Luke Pound, a world-class professional player.

Even if they meet the French team, they dare not say a 100% victory.

"Not only that, Luke also lost to his hand Zongshen!"

Ronald, who was ranked fourth, sucked 25 air.

Luke is a world-class professional player, known as a rare genius in ten years, he opened eight senses throughout U-17.

Don't mention them ordinary players.

Even the main general Norman dare not say that he will win the opponent.

"Is the hand Zongshen so good?"

"I remember he was just a junior high school student, right?"

"The third grade students have this kind of strength, and it is not an exaggeration to call them the world's first genius!"

"Not only that, more than one world professional class has lost in his hands, and Medanore of Spain is not his opponent!"

"What a terrible guy, this kind of age and this kind of strength, just like a monster!"

All the members of the Swiss team sighed.

At the same time, there is an extra vigilance.

The Japanese team defeated the French team and their strength is beyond doubt.

In the next semi-final, when the two teams meet, a battle will surely break out.

"You probably know the situation.

"The Japanese team defeated the United States and England in the group stage."

"We defeated Spain and France in the tournament again.

"This kind of strength is not weaker than us!"

The main commander Norman spoke slowly.

All the team members fell silent, and their hearts became more alert to Yang.

The standings of the Japanese team are so prominent, if you regard the opponent as a weak team, it is undoubtedly an idiot.

The current Japanese team is not weaker than them.

Zongshen, a world-class professional powerhouse, is in the line, plus several world-class players.

This kind of strength has been able to rank among the top few in the world.

If they meet, the outcome is unknown.

"The Japanese team has a total of six world-class players, but as far as I know, in the first battle with the French team, two world-class players were injured, so only four are left."

"The master hand Zongshen, the ghost and the ghost Jujiro, the king Byōdōin Hōō, the samurai Echizen Ryoga!"

Norman said lightly.

"Are they four?"

All the Swiss players looked at each other and felt tricky.

Zongshen are not unknown people long ago.

After match after match, the name spread throughout the World Cup.

Not to mention Zongshen, the world professional class, and the three of them, Jujiro Kouki, are better than the average world class.

There are even more rumors that Echizen Ryoga has already stepped into the world professional class.

"Although we have seven world-class players, we have also injured two, so we are not much stronger!'

Norman frowned.

Against the Greek team, who would have thought that things would turn out to be that way.

Two world-class experts in the team were executed, and now they have to enter the hospital for treatment.

Losing two world-class teams greatly reduced the team's strength.

"Do you want Amadeus to come back?"

Richard on the side asked.

Amadeus is still training in the club.

If you don't come back, the Swiss team will definitely lose one more world-class player.

"Um!

"Let him come back!"

Norman nodded.

He originally planned to make Amadeus return after reaching the finals.

But now that two world-class players are injured, the Japanese team is watching. If Amadeus is not recalled, the team might really lose to the Japanese team.

"Then I'll get in touch!"

Albert spoke, and then walked outside.

The leader Norman also looked around and announced his roster.

Professional tennis club.

Amadis is playing against a professional player.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

There were fierce hits and tennis balls shot back and forth on both sides.

Philip, who was in his twenties, looked surprised.

His strength is world-professional, and he has been in professional tennis for a year or two.

At the beginning, he was a little unwilling to train with Amadeus.

What I didn't expect was.

The Amadeus in front of him could be so powerful.

The first grade higher not only has the world's pinnacle level, but also has no fear even facing his professional level, but shows an oppressive side.

"This kid is really a monster!"

Philip scolded secretly.

Obviously it hasn't reached the world professional level.

But the oppression and tolerance he showed was even stronger than that of his professional player.

"Dingling~"

Sudden.

A phone ring rang.

Amadeus, who hit back with a ball, stagnated. 590

But he ignored it and continued to match Philip.

"Don't answer the phone? Maybe something urgent!"

Philip asked as he shot back.

"If it's an emergency, then I can't help in a short time when I'm in the club, so it's the same for answering early and answering late!"

Amadeus swung his pat, and the power in his hand increased by one more point.

"What a serious kid!

A player watching the game smiled.

Go to the phone to get the call.

After nearly a minute, he put it down again and shouted to the court.

"Amadeus, your teammates are calling you back to the team!"

"By the way, he also asked me to tell you specifically that it is a guy named Zongshen who has led the team to the semi-finals and will meet your Swiss team the day after tomorrow!,

"Hand Zongshen?!"

Amadeus, who was still serious, shook his arm.

No longer caring to match with Philip, he strode down with racquet.

"This guy "

Philip was speechless.

I didn't worry about it just now, but turned around in a blink of an eye.

But he was a little curious.

I was curious about who this man named Zongshen was, and even Amadeus cared so much. .

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