Shiraishi Kuranosuke of the Net King

Kuzonev nodded, grabbed the tennis ball, and looked at the Byodoin opposite with a solemn expression.

Just now, this person didn't even help the kid.And they, the two main players of the Russian team, couldn't even handle a rookie.

Lose your face!

Kuzonev gritted his teeth secretly, his big fan-like hands, as if he was about to burst a tennis ball, made a clicking sound.

"call……"

Taking a deep breath, he regained his composure.

The quality of the world players, let him know what the priorities are.Immediately, suppressing the anger in his heart, he threw the tennis ball high, and the racket slammed down.

boom!

The heavy serve sounded, and the next moment, the tennis ball was wrapped in the scattered dust and shot towards the Byodoin on the opposite side.

"little tricks."

The No. 17 under-[-], from the start, has been watching the game like an outsider.Although he didn't know what these two guys were planning, it was definitely not a good thing.

However, he was more inclined to find out the strength of the silver-haired guy than to teach them a lesson.

Bang!

So, he swung out the racket lightly, but his body was like a sculpture, staying in place motionless.

"Hey!"

Seeing this, Petronovich on the opposite side sneered and hurried out.

He didn't know why the two opposite people cooperated so poorly, but this was obviously their chance.According to their original plan, a great opportunity to break up.

Snapped!

Immediately, during the running process, he gently pressed the racket and cut it out.

"how is this possible?"

Muramori, who was on the sidelines, almost stared out of his eyes.

Whoosh!

This short ball is actually no less than cutting and hitting in situ.You know, playing short balls while running is much more difficult than usual.

"As expected of that Petronovich."

After reacting, Muramori nodded secretly.Only this kind of technology can defeat Ito of NO.2 like a destructive force.

"Ok?"

Seeing this, Shiraishi frowned secretly.

The Byodoin behind him did not respond.The look of watching from the sidelines made him a little uncomfortable.

This is U-17. In his opinion, if outsiders invade this place, as the No. 1 Byodoin, it should be a coordinated operation to defeat these people.

But the other party's reaction made him a little cold.

"Is this the overlord's character?"

Shiraishi seemed to feel a little bit, that kind of solemn aura.Without him, Byodoin alone can handle these two guys.

"In that case..."

He raised his brows and moved forward quickly, his racket stretched out to raise the tennis ball high.

"Chance!"

At this time, Kuzonev, who had been standing in front of the net and blocked the road of Shiroishi Ball, stared at him like a bell.The mountain-like body actually jumped up.

"how is this possible?!!"

Muramori looked horrified.

That person, actually jumped up, and jumped so high?

"Well……"

Shiraishi only felt his vision dimmed and raised his head, only to see Kuzonev with his racket held high.The other party grinned wickedly, and slammed the racket at Shiraishi violently.

Slam Dunk - Tsar Bomb!

With a thud, the tennis ball suddenly fell towards Shiraishi like a cannonball.

"This kind of power..."

Shiraishi's eyes narrowed, his body retreated slightly, and he was ready to deal with the tennis ball after landing.

puff!

But at this moment, the tennis suddenly accelerated and fell towards his forehead.

"not good……"

Outside the venue, Muramori's expression changed.When he looked again, the burly Kuzonev had somehow turned into a long-haired Petronovich.

"Exchanged?"