Shiraishi Kuranosuke of the Net King

England's Lime frowned and said that Frost's expression seemed to be very proud of finding Shiraishi's Achilles heel.

"I can lip-talk."

Knos of the Netherlands squinted his eyes, watching the replay on the big screen, and said, "Hello...No.13...My ranking is...the twelfth!"

Swish!

After he finished speaking, the expressions of himself and the two people next to him changed.

"This guy is hiding so deep."

Pelos stared at Froz's face, and said solemnly: "I didn't expect that he was the twelfth."

Knos also nodded and said, "That Shiraishi is also very powerful. It turned out to be the thirteenth."

"Twelve, thirteen..."

When Wen Rujian next to him heard this, his eyes lit up.

He finally understood why Froz invited Shiraishi to fight yesterday.In front of so many people, he was forced to play one-on-one.

Although Shiraishi refused for other reasons, there was no reasonable explanation for Froz's behavior.

Until now...

The other party turned out to be No.12 on the list!

This is where his confidence lies.

"So it is."

Shiraishi grabbed the opponent's outstretched hand, nodded and said, "If that's the case, then I hope we can have a wonderful game."

After he finished speaking, he turned to look at the linesman and said, "I choose tails."

The mood changed so fast that Froz didn't expect it.

His eyes narrowed in an arc, and the indifferent temperament of the person in front of him had not changed from beginning to end.

camouflage?

Or does he have that kind of power himself?

"front."

But the reality made him too late to think about it.

In the stands, countless pairs of eyes were focused on him.As the No.1 of the Indian national team, the burden he has to shoulder is far from being comparable to that in England.

"Shiroishi Kuranosuke?"

He looked at Shiraishi calmly, and suddenly felt that it was not a bad thing that his calculations had failed.

The other side, although not showing anything.

But the quality of his body is revealed without any omission.At least let him understand that this person is more difficult to deal with than he imagined.

"In this case, we have to start plan B."

Guessing the right to pick the ball, he and Shiraishi both retreated to the bottom line.Under the watchful eyes of the audience, Froz took out a tennis ball and simply slapped it twice.

"The game started, and the Indian team player Froz served the ball, and the game was over!"

call!

Taking a deep breath, he tossed the tennis ball.

The essence, qi, and spirit of the whole person are completely condensed into one point at this moment.The aura around him changed in an instant.

"Spirit...storm!"

In an instant, the racket in his hand fell.

Bang!

The tennis ball trembled and flew out.

At the moment when the ball was hit, a layer of yellow-brown dust rose up on the court in front of Froz.

Whoops!

And the tennis ball that flew out was like a tornado, swept across the top of the court.Wherever he passed, the dust was rolled up, and the ground was spotless.

"Well……"

On the other hand, Shiraishi just raised his head and looked at the moment when the tennis ball was flying, his facial expression froze slightly.

In an instant, countless scenes appeared in his mind.

There is a past life, there is a present life.

There is pain and there is joy.

There is anger, there is depression.

All kinds of emotions, under the stimulation of this tennis ball, poured out of his brain.

"Spiritual storm..."