Tennis King: God-level Player

Behind Kitamura Taro stood the high school students who were his supporters.

"Beicun, don't lose to a junior high school student, you would be too embarrassed."

"That's right, if you lose the shuffling battle, you will be kicked out of the stadium."

"How can a mere junior high school student be Beicun's opponent? You think too much."

Although these high school students were not sarcastic, their demeanor and tone had already explained everything.

However, some high school students didn't make a sound because they saw four people standing behind Shuangchi, the god of foxes.

Oni Jujiro, Irie Zota, Tanegashima Shuji, Yuezhi Yueguang.

These four people are all U-17 First Army, but why did these four people help this junior high school student?

Can't figure it out, even the high school students in the No. 1 court can't figure it out.

The first and second tiers of the U-17 stadium are actually the U-17 Second Army, which means substitutes.

There is only one way for the Second Army to become the First Army, and that is to defeat anyone in the current First Army and take his place, so that they can become the First Army.

But the Second Army is also graded, such as the first echelon and the second echelon.

"Is the first shuffling match against pitch 15? I thought the coach would arrange pitch 16."

Looking at the situation on the court, Zanduo Irie smiled lightly: "But this situation is reasonable now."

"do not worry."

Tanegashima Shuji said slightly: "I have seen the training yesterday, and the results he showed are very clear that he will not lose to the 15th court."

Yuezhi Yueguang didn't speak but nodded.

Oni Jujiro said: "After all, it is against high school students. The gap in physical fitness cannot be made up and can only be determined by strength."

indeed.

Shuangchi, the god of the fox, is now in the first year and Taro Kitamura is in the first year of high school. The difference in physical development between the two is definitely different.

ten minutes later.

A staff member shouted: "The players from both sides participating in the shuffling battle are on the field!"

The fox god Shuangchi and Kitamura Taro walked into the court and came to the net.

"This is not where you came from as a junior high school student."

Kitamura Taro said bluntly: "I really don't know what the coaches are thinking."

In this regard, Shuangchi, the god of the fox, just smiled faintly, but in Taro Kitamura's eyes, it was full of other meanings.

"I'll let you know what the difference in strength is, don't cry later!"

After he finished speaking, he went straight back to the bottom line.

"It seems like you think you're a high school student and you win?"

I Jiang Zuo Duo, who was behind the Royal Fox God Shuangchi, said something funny.

Yuezhi Yueguang said in a very cold tone: "I don't know what it is."

Oni Jujiro and Tanegashima Shuji did not speak.

The staff shouted: "The game starts, Yuhushen Shuangchi serves!"

Standing at the bottom line, Shuangchi, the god of the fox, took a tennis ball in his hand and slapped it on the ground a few times.

boom!

boom!

boom!

An orderly voice sounded slowly, and then he took the tennis ball in his hand and threw it on the net.

The tennis ball was thrown into the air, and Shuangchi, the god of foxes, jumped lightly, and in an instant he swung the racket to kick the tennis ball out.

When the racket hit the tennis ball, Yuhushen Shuangchi twisted his arm slightly and the tennis ball flew out of the racket quickly.

Chi Chi!

The tennis ball was constantly rubbing against the air with high-speed rotation, and it quickly landed after drawing an arc in the air.

"Just look at how good I am with this kind of serve!"

Kitamura Taro didn't care at all, and then took a step forward to where the tennis ball would land.

Suddenly, after landing, the tennis ball did not bounce immediately, but spun in place for a while and bounced directly.

The bounced tennis ball flew directly towards Kitamura Taro's face.

"what?!"

Kitamura Taro's eyes shrank sharply when he saw the tennis ball rushing towards his face, and a dangerous feeling flowed out in a cold sweat, causing his body to react subconsciously, and his body fell backwards.

call out!

A slightly sharp voice sounded, and the tennis ball almost rubbed the tip of Kitamura Taro's nose and flew out.