Net King: This player is backed by justice

Chapter 331 French Model Group

"Captain, we are facing the British team in the qualifiers."

Camus looked elegant and calm after hearing his teammates' words.

"Well, I see."

Bart looked at Camus, who was caressing the racket in his hand, his eyes as warm as water, and said in a accustomed manner: "The British team is quite popular this year."

"Isn't this just right?"

Camus seemed to be completely immersed in his own world. He looked at the racket in his hand affectionately, and gently stroked his fingers upward from the handle of the racket. He was as graceful as a dancing princess, and also like a prodigal flirting. Despite these movements It looks very strange in Bart.

Has the captain's love for tennis gone astray?

Although Camus is very powerful, Barthes still can't help but think about it sometimes.

"You will accompany me to defeat my opponent, right?"

Camus could no longer tolerate anyone in his eyes and concentrated on maintaining his racket.

"But Hikaru Jinguji of the British team seems to be very strong. Do you want to be careful?"

"No need, just leave that guy to me!"

Looking at Plance who walked in, his right eye was covered by thick bangs and his eyes were sharp, Bart smiled and said: "Prince, did your inspection go well today?"

"Of course, under the light of this prince, no one can stop me."

Plance said calmly, and then looked at Camus seriously.

"Leave it to me, the prince, to defeat the man named Hikari Jinguji!"

What a high morale.

Seeing that Plance, who has always been arrogant and arrogant because of his strong strength due to Wang's bloodline, attaches so much importance to Jinguji Hikari, Bart knew that Plance might be particularly interested in Jinguji Hikari this time, but...
"It's too early for you to deal with that guy, Plance."

Camus looked at Plance with gentle eyes and an elegant smile.

"Be patient."

"Hmph! If that's the case, then put me in singles No. 3."

When Pronce heard what Camus said, a flash of displeasure flashed in his eyes, but he still refused to give up and changed his words.

Facing the somewhat innocent and cute little stubbornness of Plance, Camus just smiled knowingly and nodded.

"This is no problem."

"Okay, it's settled."

Upon seeing this, Prons turned around and left cleanly. His resolute look made Bart couldn't help but sigh once again that their prince really had his own way of doing things.

"But do you really want to put him in the No. 3 singles position, captain?"

Barthes looked at Camus curiously.

"Maybe we will actually meet Hikaru Jinguji."

"No, the British team will not be so arrogant."

Camus said calmly: "They don't have the strength to sweep us in a quick victory, and they will not be easily swept by us 3-0, so letting the prince play No. 3 singles is a good choice."

"Really? I think that compared to their singles, doubles is even more of a weakness."

Barthes heard the subtext in Camus's words and retorted with some dissatisfaction.

"hehe."

Camus had no desire to convince the other party about Barthes' words. He just looked at the racket in his hand with soft eyes and whispered softly: "You also think that the No. 2 singles position may be a good position, right? So, please As always, trust me unconditionally with all your heart, just like me."

Looking at Camus who was immersed in his own world again, Barthes sighed and ended the conversation.

but
Does the captain want to play No. 2 singles? So that means that the first three games have given the opponent a win by default, and he also has plans to snipe Jinguji Hikari in No. 2 singles.

Of course, this also means that Camus implicitly agreed that Jinguji Hikaru had the same idea as him.

What two proud guys.

Bart exhaled silently, and then flipped up his bangs very narcissistically, with a handsome and confident smile on his face.

"No, you have to tell Edgar and the others that Camus doesn't think they can beat the British team this time."

"Okay, now let's invite the players from both sides to come on stage."

Jinguji Hikaru led everyone slowly into the venue.

The audience was packed, Xiu couldn't help but joked: "It's really good to compete against the top four teams in the world. At least the attendance is full."

"Don't belittle yourself so much. There are also many fans of the British team among them. Besides, our ranking prediction this year is pretty good."

Keith smiled and pointed in a direction.

"But if Germany is the king, I'm afraid even the 32nd ranked team will be crowded."

A trace of longing and ambition flashed in Xiu's eyes.

"Hey, wouldn't it be nice to defeat them then?"

Toyama Kintaro smiled broadly, but his eyes were particularly confident and fierce.

"Destroy all opponents."

"Well, that sounds a bit arrogant."

Echizen Ryuya chuckled, with a pair of unpredictable red and phoenix eyes.

"But if all the players don't come with this goal in mind, this game will be meaningless."

Listening to everyone's discussion, Jinguji Hikaru turned to Tokugawa Kazuya and Akutsu.

"Tokugawa, Akutsu, you two should communicate with each other. You will be playing doubles later!"

Tokugawa Kazuya's expression was calm, and after quietly looking at Akutsu's unruly expression, he did not take the initiative to speak.

As for Akutsu.
"Hey, brother Akutsu, I can't accompany you this time."

Listening to Toyama Kintaro's words that seemed to be silently showing off, expressing sympathy, and showing off, Akutsu's face became even colder.

"Both sides line up!"

Under the auspices of the referee, the British team and the French team stood on both sides of the net and shook hands with each other.

"Hopefully we have a chance to play against each other."

Camus held Hikaru Jinguji's hand and suddenly said.

Looking at the elegant and world-class man in front of him, who was filled with a powerful and romantic mysterious aura, Jinguji Hikaru smiled lightly.

"Me too."

The two hands are separated at the touch of a finger.

"Okay, let's invite the second player from both sides to play!"

After hearing the referee's words, Keith and Xiu looked at each other in understanding, with each other's eyes full of trust and encouragement.

"Let's go, Xiu."

"Well, come on together, Keith!"

In the audience, Aimee and others came to watch the game.

"Captain, there's no problem."

One team member said with some unconfidence: "Keith and Xiu are indeed very strong, but after all, they are just freshman in high school, and they are facing each other."

Watching the French team's Barthes and Moreau's appearance, their strong aura instantly aroused cheers from the audience, turning the stadium into their own stage in an instant.

His face couldn't help but look suspicious.

"The opponents are Bart and Moro."

Regarding the anxiety of her team members, Aimee just said calmly.

"It's useless to think about these things now. Just trust them and cheer for them."

Then when the team members heard what Aimee said, they slowly adjusted their mentality and nodded seriously.

"understood."

"Is that the so-called French male model group?"

Xiu felt a little uncomfortable when he looked at Bart and Morrow, who were fashionable and calm in front of the camera, confident and charming.

He didn't feel very comfortable with his opponent's behavior of treating the competition venue as a catwalk. In Xiu's opinion, during the competition, one should concentrate on the competition instead of doing other fancy moves.

"Don't be careless in cultivation. If the other party can stand here, he must be very strong."

Keith noticed Xiu's thoughts and comforted him in advance.

"I understand."

At this time, Bart and Morrow finally walked up to them.

The two looked at Keith and Xiu carefully. For some reason, Xiu felt uncomfortable being stared at by the two men's deep eyes.

"Please give me your advice."

Looking at the hands stretched out by Keith and Xiu, Bart and Morrow slowly stretched out their hands, and the four hands separated at the touch.

"We are the ones who will win this game."

Just as both parties were preparing to take their positions, Bart suddenly spoke. Um?
When Xiu in front of the net heard this, he turned around and looked at the handsome face opposite him that was as perfect as a sculpture, showing a confident smile.

"No, we will win."

Game start!
Morrow, who was standing on the baseline, hit the ball hard.

"Oh!"

Keith replied calmly.

"Oh!"

Tapping.

Xiu in front of the net kept moving left and right, dragging Bart to run with him while also looking for opportunities.

"Aren't you going to take part in the attack?"

Bart followed Xiu closely, his deep eyes calm and powerful.

"You can't get rid of me."

"Yeah."

Xiu looked at Bart and suddenly showed a mysterious smile. The next second.

Tatata!
what!
Bart looked at Xiu who quickly stepped on the ground with his eyes in surprise, and his heart skipped a beat.

Not good, don’t tell me!

"Shh!"

In an instant, Xiu's figure disappeared from Bart's eyes.

"Oh!"

Morrow looked at Xiu who suddenly appeared on the tennis route with the same surprise in his eyes.

No way.

"Oh!"

A clean volley and the score was taken directly.

"Wow!"

"That man is really fast."

Xiu's move directly aroused the admiration of the entire audience.

The speed of teleporting repeatedly shocked everyone.

"Good job, Xiu."

"Keep up the good work, Keith."

When Keith and Xiu exchanged positions, they exchanged fists in unison.

At this time, Bart was also talking quietly with Morrow.

"That's what the data says, it can make players suddenly burst into speed."

"It's really amazing."

Although Xiu used the shaved head to preemptively strike, as world-class players, Bart and Morrow's mentality would not be shaken because of this.
"Can handle it, Morrow."

"of course."

Morrow continued to serve, looking deeply at Xiu's position.

"Oh!"

coming!

Xiu's eyes flashed, and he quickly chased the tennis ball.

"Oh!"

Feeling the tail power coming from the racket, Xiu's eyes were solemn and alert.

As expected of a player who has proven himself in the World Championships, his strength should not be underestimated.

The muscles of his arms tightened, and he hit the tennis ball back with his backhand. He whipped the ball at a large angle and once again took the lead to avoid Balter in front of the net. He planned to start a confrontation with Moro on the baseline, but...
How can you keep stealing the limelight from our stage!
Bart and Moreau acted simultaneously.

tread.

Keith, who noticed the tilt of Bart's center of gravity, adjusted his center of gravity at the same moment, but
Like a dragonfly touching water, Bart's center of gravity seemed to be tilted, but it was just a fake move, a clever turn and ran to the other side.

Fake action!
Keith's expression tightened and he quickly followed.

However.
"Tap Tap!"

what!
Keith's pupils suddenly shrank, and out of the corner of his eye, he noticed Morrow suddenly sprinting to the Internet.

Dual Internet access? !

Xiu Xiu of the bottom line was also surprised.

The opponent did not simply serve and hit the net, but deliberately stayed for a period of time.

Is it to confuse us?

"Oh!"

Although the speed of surfing the net was slowed down by deceiving Xiu and Keith, Moro, who had extremely quick reflexes, still intercepted the tennis ball steadily.

It was extremely cunning and targeted Keith's blind spot, which was lured away by Bart and exposed his flaw.

"Boom!"

The tennis ball rushed out of the court.

"15-15!"

"Perfect."

Before Xiu and Keith could digest the goal in their hearts, Bart and Morrow, who had just won, posed on the field in unison, as if they were not athletes but models shooting for sports fashion magazines.

The audience immediately applauded and cheered when they saw Barthes and Moreau's stylish poses.

"What? It's really grandstanding."

Xiu whispered: "If we meet the Pickle Team, they will definitely protest that they are deliberately inciting the audience, or a waste of time."

"Being able to mobilize and use the audience's support to increase momentum is also a means."

Keith still calmly and gently comforted Xiu.

"However, if they keep losing, they will probably be embarrassed to pose."

After hearing Keith's words, Xiu suddenly said with great enthusiasm: "Okay, then we will make them unable to pose even from now on!"

Keith smiled slightly and looked at Morrow and Bart opposite him with sharp eyes.

That's exactly what he meant.

"Oh!"

"Game, British team, 0-1!"

"The French team was actually broken!"

"The new pair of British team members performed really calmly."

"It's surprisingly strong."

The audience expressed mild surprise at the fact that the French team lost points first, and at the same time Keith and Xiu also officially came into their sight.

Of course, it’s just one point, it doesn’t decide anything.

"Have you observed it?"

"Well, it's almost there."

Although Keith and Xiu did make Bart and Morrow a little more troublesome than expected, the two remained calm and composed.

"Then, come on."

Keith silently observed Bart and Morrow, noticed the change in their eyes, and immediately became interested.

"Pay attention to Xiu, I'm afraid the other party is planning to attack."

"Attack is what you want."

Xiu's eyes sparkled with excitement and sharpness.

"Okay, Brother Keith and Brother Xiu will score one point first."

Kintaro Toyama said happily.

"I feel like the other person is not that strong apart from being able to pose."