Shiraishi Kuranosuke of the Net King

Swish!

Sure enough, Byodoin turned its head in disdain, and its eyes fell on those Russian fans who were gearing up for their efforts.In his eyes, there was a faint gleam of fierce light.

But he saw him raise his left hand and slowly make a fist.

hum!

Suddenly, a golden light flashed.

"What does this guy want to do?"

"Could he be trying to attack us? Crazy?"

"Hey, he's coming, what a joke!"

Looking at the ball of light that gradually touched the racket of Byodoin, the expressions of the violent Russians couldn't help changing.

"I only count to three, if you don't sit down, you will be at your own risk!"

Byodoin's left hand holding the light opened a finger and said in English, "One!"

Snapped!

The second finger is broken.

"two!"

"hiss……"

In the stands, the Russians gasped.Looking at Byodoin with a sneer at the corner of his mouth, and then looking at Kuzonev lying in the ruins, they only felt that the sky was shaking. A numbness spread from the soles of their feet to their heads.

Snapped!

But at this moment, the third finger of Byodoin's left hand was gently opened.

Swish!

Almost at the same time, the Russians instinctively sat down.That upright sitting posture is even more standard than when I was taught by the teacher when I was a child.

Boo!

With a soft sound, the light from Byodoin's left hand dissipated. He used his left little finger to pick at his ear, and said with a smile, "That's good!"

"Gudu..."

Immediately, there was a tidy gag in the entire stadium.

Chapter [-] ends early

[I have something to do at noon today, there are only six chapters today, and the remaining two chapters will be filled in batches]

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"He, Byodoin, he..."

In the direction of the Japanese team, everyone twitched their mouths and looked at the young man who seemed to have nothing to do with them.The other party's move just now almost scared their hearts out.

"call……"

Kaji with light blue hair let out a foul breath.

The same goes for the others, who never expected that their leader, the representative of No.1, Byodoin, would do such a thing.

However, seeing the old god sitting comfortably in his seat, Michuan said nothing, their faces trembled involuntarily.

These two guys are really alike in a way!

"Because the Kuzonev player cannot continue the game."

At this time, the referee's voice came.He took a deep look next to him, and the calm-faced Byodoin said: "The singles and three matches will be won by the Byodoin players."

After he finished speaking, he saw the imperceptible smile on the corner of the other's mouth.

"What a daring fellow."

The referee shook his head. This person has a reckless personality and acts arrogantly. Even if he has been an international referee for many years, he has never seen more than three similar players.

Two of them, because of personality problems, were targeted everywhere, and finally became meteors in the tennis world.Only one, at the end of the day, entered the top ten in the world at the age of [-].

He was a late bloomer, but he couldn't last for two years. He was forced to retire because of the recurrence of old injuries.

However, this judge had a special feeling for Byodoin.The other party is not brainless and arrogant, but is coarse and fine, holding the key degree.

Before, I'm afraid it was Feizonev's momentum to persecute the Russians.But honestly, even he was intimidated.If he hadn't seen the other party's sly smile, he would have believed that this person was such a reckless player.

"Hopefully, I can see you in future games."

In the stands, Amadis looked away from the Byodoin and said, "Let's go."

"Walk?"

Albert, Henry and the others were taken aback for a moment. At first, they were not optimistic about the Japanese team at all, but the strength of Byodoin was simply too strong.He even interrupted Kuzonev's hand with a ball, and his real strength may have reached the level of the top [-].

As a result, their views on the Japanese team have changed.When they heard Amadis's words at this moment, they couldn't help but be a little puzzled. The young man with glasses, Pete Lambiel said, "The game is not over yet, why don't you take a look and collect more data."

"No need."