Shiraishi Kuranosuke of the Net King

"What a quick move."

Maori, who was outside the court, instinctively shrank his head. The opponent's movement just now was not only fast, but that racket without a blade was able to cut off Tono's hair in an instant.

"He's a swordsman."

Mitsugu said solemnly: "Guy Philip, the family is famous for practicing Western swords, and he showed amazing talent when he was a child, but when he was five years old, he was deprived by his father because he stabbed his brother with a Kaifeng sword without authorization. Qualifications for fencing.

After getting into tennis at the age of nine, he regarded the racket as his own sword. Since then, there has been a frightening and brutal demon in English tennis. "

Fencing?

Everyone's heart sank.

Kaji suddenly said: "No wonder, when he was just swinging, I kind of saw the shadow of Muramori-senpai."

The last u-17 ranked fourth, that is, Muramori, who was defeated by Shiraishi, and his family is also a famous kendo gym.

"Ah."

Shiraishi nodded and said, "But his swing speed is faster than Muramori-senpai."

Judging by his pure naked eyes, when Philip was swinging, his speed was at least twice that of Muramori.

"It's a meet and greet."

Philip put away the racket with a smile, and without looking at Tono's eyes that were about to eat him, he turned and walked towards the bottom line: "By the way, the right to serve will also be given to you."

That casual attitude made it even more domineering.

Tono's face was almost cloudy.

He held the racket's hand, and his veins burst out.But in the end, he suppressed the anger in his heart and put away the racket.

"interesting."

Evelyn took a deep look at the other party. This young man named Tono Atsushi seemed to have some discrepancies with what was described in the data.

A year ago, this person was already the representative of the Japanese team.

Surprisingly, in the Japan-South Korea round robin at the beginning of this year, this person did not appear.In the list of Japanese representatives, the name of the other party was not queried.

When it reappeared, it was already a confrontation between Japan and India.

And this person's ranking suddenly jumped up to fifth, only below that Shiraishi and the other four.

After thinking about it, a cold light flashed in her sapphire-like eyes: "It's another variable."

The previous Yuezhi broke her plan.

Ranked [-]th, the strength is not broken, but it suddenly broke out, eliminating Maxi who was close to the quasi-world-class.

Things are gradually deviating from the script she had prepared in advance.

"Game start."

"The Japanese team's Tono player serves, the game is over!"

The referee's voice fell, and the noisy stadium suddenly became quiet.People's eyes fell on Tono who was holding the tennis ball.

After the last game, they also knew that this team, which is far below England in the world ranking, cannot be underestimated.

"Damn, damn it!"

And Tono, who was holding the tennis ball, had a faint burst of anger in his heart.His purple-gray eyes locked onto the blond young man opposite him.

"Damn rat, I'll make you kneel down and beg me!"

Bang!

Thoughts turned, he suddenly dunked the tennis ball.

The serve was like a cannonball, and it landed on the grass field with a thud.The raised grass slid past Philip's eyes, he raised the corner of his mouth, and the racket was raised from the bottom up.

Whoosh!

The tennis ball flew out and attacked Tono's backhand.

"What a quick response."

Kaji's face changed slightly, the opponent's movement speed was not so fast, but the movement of swinging sideways for a moment gave him the illusion of a flower in front of him.

"It's the attacking pace that the Philip family is known for."

Mitsugu frowned and said: "This kind of pace, pay attention to slow to fast, the attack is divided into three steps, one step is suppressed, the second step is locked, and the third step is fatal!"

"This shot was played against Tono's empty backhand in order to suppress his momentum. And this second shot..."

tread!

But I saw Philip suddenly stepped forward, and the racket in his hand stabbed like a long sword.

Bang!

The tennis ball was forced to fly out, and it shot towards the far field like an arrow. ... And he had just slowed down and had to put the racket in front of him.

Boom!

After the violent collision, he stumbled back a few steps.