Shiraishi Kuranosuke of the Net King

Everyone only felt a flash in front of their eyes, and the crisp sound of hitting the ball came from their ears, but they couldn't even catch the shadow of tennis.

"Appeared."

In the audience, many people exclaimed: "Joey's super half-volley skill - the disappearing shadow."

It's not that the tennis speed is too fast, but Joey's swing is too fast, so that at the moment of short-distance attack, people lose the shadow of the tennis ball and cannot catch a trace.

"Haha, this is the real strength of the England team."

Some people laughed, this is a die-hard fan, that the Japanese team's challenge to England is an act of self-control.

And there are a lot of people who have such an idea.

After all, this is England's home ground, and it's Wimbledon's Centre Court, a world-class venue.England, of course, is what people want.

however.

Those people didn't have time to get excited, and a crisp sound of hitting the ball made them swallow the words that came to their mouths.

catch?

how is this possible? ! !

But looking at the pale yellow tennis ball on Daqu's left-hand racket, they couldn't say a word to refute.

"forgive me."

Daqu smiled wryly, and instantly whipped the tennis ball back with his left hand.

Snapped!

"15-15!"

"The disappearing shadow?"

Looking at Joey who was in a sluggish state, Jundao smiled inwardly: "This guy Daqu, but the first person in the u-17 mobile target, his eyesight can't be easily deceived to pass the test."

As a psychological player, he has thoroughly studied each player.Of course, he did not know the exact strength of a few people.

Daqu's words, although a little lazy, but if he is persistent, even Byodoin will admire his perseverance.If you want to play this kind of trick in front of him, you can only say that this handsome guy in England kicked the iron plate.

0 …………

"impossible!"

After reacting, Joey's first sentence was disbelief.

Swish!

Immediately, in the offensive that started again, he increased his speed from the beginning.The whole person turned into a blade in the shadows, swinging the racket quickly, making the tennis completely disappear from people's eyes.

"Seriously?"

On the coaching bench, Evelyn, who was wearing sunglasses, was a little surprised.But immediately, a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth: "I didn't expect that there is such a guy in the Japanese team. It seems that the level of the old guy in Mifune Shindao has not diminished."

The ability to train the tennis players in desert areas to such an extent, Mifune is definitely a great contributor.

"Pity."

As she said, there was a flash of sternness in her eyes: "There is still a gap between genius and genius. Serious Joey, even Henry will have a headache... Huh?"

But the next moment, her pupils shrank suddenly.

On the opposite side, the racket of the right hand of the lazy young man with a mustache actually blocked a high-speed spinning tennis ball.

Snapped!

"30-15!"

"Two swords?"

Evelyn's eyes narrowed slightly, exuding a dangerous aura that no one is close to: "I didn't expect that after that man, another genius of the second sword style was born in Japan!"

Chapter [-] British Offensive Formation

Bang!

"40-15!"

Bang!

"game! Team Japan, 1-1!"

The consecutive attacks all failed, but the Japanese team got a game, and Joey's face became more and more difficult to look at.

"Calm down, man!"

Tris frowned, patted his shoulder, shook his head and said, "You know what kind of game this is."

Well.

Joey was stunned for a moment, then nodded.

This is a national game, not a shuffling battle within England, and in any case, he is not allowed to act on his own terms.Subconsciously, he glanced at the coach's position on the side, and his expression froze.

At this time, Tris whispered: "The coach is angry."

He had been defending the bottom line just now, and he didn't get the chance to attack.While observing the game, he also noticed the gradually cold expression of the coach next to him.