Shiraishi Kuranosuke of the Net King

In the South Korean team, except for the captain Park Ji-sung and the staff officer Li Zhilong, the eyes of the others almost didn't pop out.

Their No. 3 general, was just like this... Lost?

And like a chicken, it was smashed into the air with a punch, and there was no way to fight back.It is a huge contrast from the previous white-hot picture, which makes it difficult for people to adapt.

"Kim, Kim Changjie players..."

On the referee chair, the local Korean referee was obviously stunned.In his mind, he still had the intention to let the Korean team go if he had the chance, but he never expected that this strong man would be knocked away by a ball.

He turned over and walked over, and came to Jin Changjie's side.First he felt his breath, then looked at his eyes, stood up and shook his head, "Player Jin Changjie... he's in a coma."

"Shh~~~"

Suddenly, the entire Jiang Jimin tennis hall erupted into boos.

Especially those fans of the Korean national team, they simply cannot accept this fact.This defeat means that the South Korean team has completely lost in this round-robin match.

Seeing this, the referee just shook his head.

After all, he is a referee and must obey the facts, and immediately said: "Because Kim Changsuke lost consciousness, the game was won by Duke Watanabe of the Japanese team."

"but……"

Speaking of this, he suddenly paused and continued: "Due to the new regulations of the competition and the change of the points rules, each round-robin match must be played for five games."

"what?"

In the passage on the second floor, Baikalche's face changed. He looked at Wen Rujian, but saw the other side's expression was flat, without the slightest surprise, he couldn't help asking: "You know?"

"I know, it was only changed yesterday. It was a temporary announcement when you went out to pick up girls."

He said, taunting the other side by the way, and then said: "Yesterday, the World Tennis Association held a meeting and formulated the latest round-robin rules. In order for the players to get enough performance, the teams of both sides must play five games."

"And, for each win, 1 point is recorded, no points for a loss, and 0.5 points for both sides in a draw. Moreover, the winning team can get an additional 3 points. The points here are included in the national team ranking. , is the only criterion for World Cup selection."

"Now, although the Japanese team has scored 6 points, there are still two games left. The Korean team still has a chance to score points."

"What a coincidence..."

Baikal snorted, not knowing whether he was responding to Wen Rujian's ridicule, or referring to the current situation.

The Japanese team seems to be out of the best, but the South Korean team still has two ace cards untouched 663.In this situation, if the South Korean team can score points, they must seize the opportunity.

"I just don't know if the Japanese team is ready..."

There are two remaining players in the Korean team, one is world-class, the other is quasi-world-class, and both are top players.

"Ahh~"

At this time, inside the Japanese team, a yawn sounded.When everyone turned around, they saw Tanegashima rubbed his eyes, looked at Shiraishi sleepily, and said, "Does this mean I'm still going to appear?"

"Yes."

Shiraishi smiled and said, "Taneshima-senpai, if you don't play for a long time, your strength will decline. Go ahead and move your body."

"Forehead……"

Hearing this, the other representatives of the Japanese team twitched.

Feelings, in the eyes of your old man, the quasi-world-class representative of Li Zhilong, who is known as the think tank of the Korean team, is an object of physical activity?

"Okay... ah~"

Tanegashima nodded, grabbed his racket, and walked lazily toward the court.In the eyes of others, they thought that the Japanese team had given up on themselves, and sent a random person to deal with the game.

Only Shiraishi and Watanabe know that this Tanegashima debut...will shock everyone!

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The Korean team's captain, Park Dae-sung, looked a little dignified.

He lost three games in a row, and the last two were even more disastrous, which made his face a bit unbearable.After all, this is a world-class game, and even if it is a round robin, there are countless spectators watching.

He knew without looking that there must be a group of Asian tennis scouts assembled in the passage on the second floor.

Thinking of this, his expression softened slightly, and he nodded to the person in front of him and said, "Zhilong, I'll leave this to you."

"it is good!"

The orange-haired youth, the No. 2 Li Zhilong of the Korean national team, nodded and stepped into the court calmly.

He is [-] meters tall, handsome in appearance, and his orange hair is slightly demonic, adding a bit of evil.As soon as this came out, the female audience in the passage on the second floor went crazy.

Unlike Yin Jiangjian, the more mature Li Zhilong is what type of girl kills.

Walking step by step, his eyes rolled, and he thought to himself: "This game will show the world that the future of Asia is no longer a circle of five, but six, and I am the sixth!"

"Now, let's start the singles two match."

In the broadcast, a crisp female voice sounded, elegantly and softly reaching the ears of every audience: "Lee Zhilong of the Korean team, and Shuji Tanegashima of the Japanese team."

tread!

As the sound of the broadcast dissipated, the two figures gathered in front of the net.Li Zhilong was slightly evil, especially those eyes, which seemed to be evil, which made people look at him involuntarily.

"Ok?"

Tanegashima was no exception. He seemed to be stunned as he stared deeply into the man's eyes.Just as the corners of Li Zhilong's mouth were slightly raised and his heart was secretly happy, his slightly teasing voice sounded: "Your eyes... have eye feces!"