The Strongest Master of Prince of Tennis

Chapter 821

“Damn it!”

A low growl came from the smoke.

The dust slowly dissipated, and people saw the situation on the court.

I saw Katie half kneeling on the ground, dripping with cold sweat.

Although he didn’t suffer any huge damage, his defeat in the matchup made him unwilling to the extreme.

“continue!”

With a face full of dissatisfaction, Katie got up from the ground.

There was also a touch of scarlet in the deep eyes.

In the practice match a year ago, he lost to Onijujiro’s different-dimensional ghosts.

Now I meet again with the members of the Japan team.

The second collision with different dimensions.

So Kat didn’t want to lose, and didn’t want to experience the same fiasco as the last time.

“You are strong!”

“But I will definitely win if I bear the expectations of my teammates!

Echizen Ryoga took a deep breath.

The power of the different-dimensional warrior is concentrated on the racquet, and a little black light flickers.

what!

The tennis was flying, and the fierce light pierced the court.

Katie growled.

He completely gave up his defense and used his strongest means to fight back.

The terrifying roar sounded again, and the arena kept trembling.

boom!

30-0!

boom!

30-30!

boom!

40-30!

The two sides fought for more than ten rounds, and the match came to the match point.

“Woo~”

Katt gasped, sweat steadily slipping from the corner of his forehead.

He is now embarrassed.

The samurai cut Kat’s cheek, arm, and clothes with a ball.

The blood stains were shocking.

“I won this game”!”

Echizen Ryoga spoke slowly.

Compared to the heaviness before, he now relaxes instead.

The light in the eyes flickered, and the samurai behind him became more concentrated.

what!

The tennis ball flies from the fingers.

At the moment of the fall, the power of a different-dimensional warrior enveloped the racquet.

boom!

This is the final blow, so Echizen Ryoga has no reservations.

Li Zhigang cut through the audience, cutting everything obstructing.

Shoo! Shoo! Shoo!

The piercing sound of friction sounded, and the tennis ball penetrated the court with unparalleled impact.

In Kat’s sight.

The samurai once again held up the long sword and slashed down.

what!

The white light pierced through, the roar sounded, and the tennis ball rushed out.

6-4!

competition is over.

Echizen Ryoga wins!

“It seems that Ryoga’s strength has improved a lot!”

Mifune Zongzheng smiled as he watched the game on the court.

“Humph!”

“Stay in U-17, does he dare to fall?”

Byōdōin Hōō gave a cold snort.

The current training camp is full of masters, not to mention the master Mifune Zongzheng pressing on it, and there are Oni Jujirou and himself behind it.

Tokugawa Kazuya, Tanegashima Shuji, Irie Kanata and others are also eager to try.

In this environment, let alone Echizen Ryoga, even any player dare not relax.

Because once you relax, you will be surpassed in a short time.

Mifune Zongzheng smiled at this, and said nothing.

“Little Zongzheng, go warm up, you will play the next game!”

At this moment, the voice of Mifune entering the Tao came.

“Um?”

Mifune Zongzheng’s group was taken aback.

Because the next game is singles two.

According to the previous list, Byōdōin Hōō will play.

But soon, everyone suddenly realized that Mifune entered the road and wanted to end this game as soon as possible.

After all, the next knockout round will be against the world’s third-largest French team.

“Humph!”

Byōdōin Hōō gave a cold snort.

Although he wanted to play, he didn’t have much opinion on this order.

And Mifune Zongzheng didn’t talk nonsense. He picked up racquet and walked aside to warm up.

Rest area for the American team.

All the team members were silent.

Singles lost three times.

Now that the team loses two and one wins, they must win the next two games if they want to win.

Singles two is served by Ralph, the first genius of the United States.

Although Ralph is only in the third grade of junior high school, his strength is not bad.

As a half-step professional player, he is not lost to any genius in the world.

What really worries them is singles one.

After all, they still think that Mifune Zongzheng is the professional powerhouse of the Japan team as the singles.

Although the American team served as the singles one is their main player Larry.

But in the face of Mifune Zongzheng, the world’s strongest new generation, Larry, who has a half-step professional level of strength, is not enough to look at.

“Ralph, let’s warm up!

The American master closed Larry’s eyes and whispered.

It’s like giving up.

“Yes!”

Ralph nodded his head heavily.

The U.S. team has come to the edge of the cliff, and taking a step back is to pieces, so this game can only win but not lose.

Both sides warm up.

Ten minutes later, the sound of the broadcast came.

“The second singles game, please play on both sides!”

Mifune Zongzheng, who was waving racquet, stopped and strode onto the field.

As soon as he left, he immediately attracted everyone’s attention.

“Is it Mifune Zongzheng?”

“He wants to play? As the master and the strongest, shouldn’t he be the singles one?”

“It seems that the Japan team doesn’t want to give the American team any chance to breathe, and wants to beat the opponent in one go to get the final victory towel!”

The surrounding audience was in an uproar, whispering.

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