Shiraishi Kuranosuke of the Net King

"No, it's impossible..."

Opposite, Yin Jiangjian and Zheng Dapao were covered in sweat, and the former's eyes showed disbelief.He stared at the opposite side, released the two brothers who were in sync, and gritted his teeth: "Even if it is in sync, you can't become so strong, why, why?!!"

At this moment, he is no longer as handsome as before.The whole person was a little desperate, and the last sound even turned into a hysterical roar.

"It's nothing."

Mutsu Yubu glanced at him lightly and said, "Because we only used [-]% of our strength before."

Six... into?

Yin Jiangjian and Zheng Dapao's expressions instantly stiffened.

"Losing, it's not wrong to lose..."

The two shook their heads and sighed, looking lonely.

"Two rubbish!"

At this moment, a cold voice sounded.

tread!tread!

The sound of footsteps that followed made Yin Jiang's face change drastically.

"not good!"

He let out a low cry, but before he responded, someone grabbed his collar.

"Well!"

Then, he was completely inactive and was lifted up.Like a rabbit, both feet are constantly bouncing back and forth.

"This……"

In this scene, the audience above the aisle was stunned, and the representatives of the Japanese team were also stunned.

"lose the ball..."

The icy voice sounded, but the young man who grabbed Yin Jiangjian sneered, "Just get out of here!"

bump!

When the voice fell, he suddenly threw it out and slammed it on the ground.

"Cough, cough, cough..."

Seeing Yin Jiang pressing down on Xiong's mouth, he raised his head and gritted his teeth and said, "Cui Huana, don't go too far, this is..."

Bang!

Before he finished speaking, he heard a sound of breaking wind.

boom!

Then, under everyone's shocked gaze, that Yin Jiangjian was actually hit in the head by his teammate's tennis ball, and he jumped out of the court.

The air suddenly fell into a dead silence at this moment.

"Sorry sorry..."

At this time, the person who shot finally raised his head, he touched his head and smiled embarrassedly: "The shot is a bit heavy, but it should not die."

"Gudu..."

Such a violent scene made the female audience in the passage on the second floor secretly swallow their saliva. They looked at this elegant man with a smile, but only felt a bloody smell rushing to the tip of their nose.

Cui Huana!

South Korean u-17, NO.4, a character known for being ruthless and unscrupulous.

"Okay, almost done."

At this moment, an impatient voice sounded.But seeing a green-haired Jiang Zhiji walking forward, he glanced at Zheng Dapao, whose eyes were a little dull, and said with a smile, "What are you still doing, you want to taste this too?"

"Yes Yes!"

Suddenly, the flat-headed brother, Zheng Dapao, who seemed to be domineering, ran away like a frightened rabbit.

"Hello!!"

At this time, Yuan Zhe, who really couldn't see it, frowned and said, "It's his teammate anyway, is it appropriate to do this?"

"Why, I taught my team's trash..."

Hearing this, Cui Huana raised his head, glanced at Yuan Zhe coldly, and said, "It's none of your business!"

"Well!"

The corner of Yuan Zhe's mouth twitched, and Ping Shanzhi next to him shook his head and said, "Okay, this is someone else's business. The captain of the Korean team didn't say anything, so don't meddle in your business."

"but……"

Beside him, Shiraishi frowned and said, "In a formal competition like this, is this kind of thing still allowed?"

This is a malicious injury, and the people of the Tennis Association should not ignore it, but this person seems to be unscrupulous, acting arrogant and domineering, not like a so-called star player at all.

"Of course I will."