Shiraishi Kuranosuke of the Net King

Muramori's face flushed, but looking at the burly Kuzonev, he knew that he was definitely not the opponent's opponent.

"senior."

At this moment, a voice sounded in his ear, and Muramori was stunned for a moment. He turned his head and saw a hand swaying in front of him, taking off the badge on his neckline.

"Now, I'm the No.4 representative of Japan."

Shiraishi looked at Petronovich and the two, and said with a light smile, "Let me be your opponent!"

As he spoke, an aura that made Petronovich's faces change suddenly rose from him.

Chapter [-] Weakness?

"Ok?"

Kuzonev narrowed his eyes. As a top-notch expert, he felt a subtle aura from the young man opposite him.It seems...somewhat dangerous?

How can it be!

But suddenly, he dismissed the idea.

What a joke!

The guy in front of him, although he looks mature, obviously has a smell that hasn't grown yet.Full of calculations, that is, a freshman in the first year of high school.

How could a little-known guy who was a freshman in high school make him feel threatened.What's more, this is Japan, a desert area in the tennis world.

"Well……"

On the other hand, Petronovich, the Russian representative who the Bydo Yuan called a cunning tennis trickster, narrowed his right eye slightly.However, his left eye, which was covered by his long hair, flashed a palpitating light instead.

"interesting."

For a while, he couldn't see through the silver-haired guy.

"Forget it, let's practice with you."

He looked back and nodded to Kuzonev.On the opposite side, Byodoin and Shiroishi also agreed, and the positions were wrongly placed in front and back, and they assumed a defensive stance.

"Take the ball."

Byodoin said, as the host, it is naturally impossible for him to snatch the full power of the serve.Hearing that, Kuzonev on the opposite side nodded lightly, facing Byodoin, he did not dare to be as arrogant and domineering as before.

Snapped!

Snapped!

He tapped the tennis ball twice, and his eyes swept across the station of Byodoin, the tennis ball held in his left hand was thrown high.

Swish!

Immediately, he stood on tiptoe, and his broad body stretched out extremely quickly.During the whole process, it was impossible to see that this person was the kind of cumbersome power player.

"sharp."

On the opposite side, Shiroishi nodded secretly.

With the size of the opponent, he can make such a standard action.I have to say that Kuzonev is worthy of being a world-class player. Even in Russia, which does not require high basics and skills, he can still make such a standard serve.

Whoops!

The next moment, Kuzonev's eyes flashed.That thick arm like a wild bear, holding the racket and falling quickly.

boom!

With a loud bang, the tennis ball shot towards Byodo-in like an arrow from a string.

"Good come!"

Looking at the incoming ball, the Japanese u-17 overlord chuckled and moved quickly.Compared with Kuzonev, Byodoin's actions were a bit more indescribably dashing and calm.

Whoa!

The racket in his right hand was raised, and he didn't even look at the two people on the opposite side.

Whoosh!

As if by magic, the tennis ball went around a huge circle and hit the line that was less than five centimeters away from Kuzonev, who was serving.

"Well……"

Kuzonev narrowed his eyes.

He had lost to Byodoin and knew the strength of the other party, but he was not reconciled.And to be honest, he was really careless in that match, and he never thought that Byodoin's light ball would be so powerful.

But looking at the opponent's blow with such high skill.

But his heart was a little heavier. Immediately, his body quickly retreated, giving way to his position.

"why?"

Muramori on the sidelines looked dazed. Could it be that Kuzonev had already cast a shadow because of his fight with Byodoin?

"wrong!"

But immediately, his face suddenly changed.

Figure!