Shiraishi Kuranosuke of the Net King

Captain Henry's eyes narrowed, and at that moment, he felt a strong danger.At that moment, Watanabe was like a beast that devoured people, giving him a very depressed feeling.

"King of Destruction... Duke!"

He stared at the sturdy figure in the billowing smoke, the dangerous cold light in the corner of his eyes gradually subsided, and he put on a confident smile: "Yes, this kind of strength can be regarded as a real top ten player in Europe!"

when speaking.

The blood in his body flowed uncontrollably.

Chapter [-] Two wins and two losses

Boom!

The shocking explosion resounded throughout the center court.Even pedestrians walking outside can see the dust pouring out of the skylight.

"what happened?"

People stopped and looked in the direction of the field.Living in Wimbledon, they have long been accustomed to the destructive power of the exciting game on the pitch.

But today, something is clearly different.

A white young man wearing floral trousers and sunglasses asked suspiciously, "Didn't you say that today is a junior high school competition?"

Because of this, he didn't buy tickets to watch the game as usual.After all, he was used to watching top-level games, and when he watched the games of junior high school students, he couldn't find any passion and fun at all.

But the sound of the explosion just now exceeded his imagination.

"This kind of power, I am afraid it has reached the world level?"

Someone said subconsciously, but immediately shook his head: "No, how can it be world-class, unless the competition inside is not a junior high school student."

"Yes."

The white young man in casual clothes also laughed and said, "But being able to make such a movement shows that the little guy inside has considerable strength."

Several people said and laughed and left, and did not pay much attention to the movement of the center court.

"Have you started yet?"

In the crowd, a white young man with blond hair and a white headband flashed his eyes.The dark green-haired companion next to him smiled and said, "Looks like it's their match!"

"Do not."

The blond young man shook his head: "I know Henry's strength very well. Although he has mastered the sweet spot, he doesn't have such power. This should be the 'Duke's Home Run' from the King of Destruction!"

If anyone in the arena is here, they will be shocked and speechless.

This blond young man, just based on the movement just now, calculated the contestant and the name of the trick just now.

"Let's go."

The blond young man raised his hand and walked towards the center court with several young people behind him.

Raising his head, a glint of light flashed in his azure blue eyes: "Let me see how far the little guy has grown..."

call!

The breeze blew, and lifted his white headband.Vaguely, two intersecting scars can be seen.

Whoosh!

inside the stadium.

At the same time as the violent explosion sounded.

People clearly saw it, and a figure flew out weakly.He seemed to have been hit by a full-strength baseball, and after flying out of a perfect parabola, he landed on the auditorium that was scattered in horror.

Heller!

Heller Horn? ! !

The audience was taken aback.

Looking at the young man who was paralyzed like a lump of mud on the seat, people seemed to have seen a ghost.

Is this the same English genius who was in control of the situation just now, full of energy, and seemed omnipotent?

"Horn!"

Evelyn stood up in her seat.

Immediately, she angrily looked in the direction of the team members and shouted: "What are you still doing? Tris, is your brain blocked by that damn paste? And you, Joey, what are you doing? What are you laughing at? Why don't you go and call me a doctor!!!"

The crowd was astonished.

But when I came back to my senses, I only felt a chill in my heart.

In an instant, these well-trained England players rushed to call the team doctor.Some people rushed to the auditorium and helped Heller, who was injured and comatose, down.

"Gudu..."

Seeing this, those viewers who haven't returned to their senses subconsciously swallowed their saliva.

Is this England?

That well-trained top team that ranks fifth in the world in total points?

"Damn it."