Chapter 1029 : Crushing Pro Tour (3/3)

Three days later.

Tokyo Arena.

The main event of the International Tour was held as scheduled, and Zongshen was assigned to one of the groups.

Today Zongshen will have three matches to compete for the promotion spot.

boom!

The tennis shot flew on both sides, and the match was fierce.

Zongshen’s opponent is named Adolf, who is a real world-class master.

Although it has not reached the peak level, it is not weak.

But it is a pity that he met Zongshen and was doomed to fall.

boom!

The tennis ball burst into light and pierced the air instantly.

“hateful!”

Adolf gasped, sweating continuously.



Seeing the light hitting the ball, his arms trembled, and a touch of horror appeared in his eyes.

After all, light hitting is a kind of sweet spot technique, and many people know how to do it.

At first, he was not afraid, and even confronted Zongshen.

But after holding on for a while, he felt something wrong.

Because Zongshen’s shots are getting stronger and stronger, and eventually they are so strong that he can’t bear it.

boom!

With a roar, the tennis ball fell to the ground.

He watched the ball with the intention of hitting back, but he couldn’t do anything about it.

When the tennis ball is out, the match ends.

6–1!

Zongshen won.

“Adolf also lost!”

“Adolf is a little famous in the country of De, but I didn’t expect to lose to the hand Zongshen!”

“Maybe Zongshen can really win this competition…

Discussions came from all around, and everyone was shocked.

“Ugh ”

Adolf sighed and walked to the net and stretched out his hand: “You are great, you won this match!”

“thanks!”

Zongshen smiled and clasped the other side tightly.

In fact, Adolf’s strength is not weak.

But this is his first professional game, so naturally he won’t be merciful.

A world professional master goes all out, an ordinary world class can’t resist it at all.

The two shook hands and walked off the court.

After resting for about two hours, the match started again.

“Please come on the stage w.!”

There was a voice from the radio, and the two walked to the arena.

The match is naturally Zongshen, and the other is the ying country player named Auston.

Like Zongshen, he defeated his opponent and has already won a victory.

The two came to the court, but neither party was interested in talking.

Go to their respective positions and wait for the start.

“Hands Zongshen serve, start the match!”

The referee blew the whistle.

“Be careful!”

Zongshen looked serious.

If it is usual, he still has the mind to play.

But there are nine matches in three days, and the players in the round robin are not very good, so he has no intention of slowing down.

Now I just want to end the match quickly and enter the real tournament.

boom!

When the whistle fell, black brilliance appeared on Zongshen’s body.

The light condenses to form a figure.

The figure was dressed in black armor with flames burning on it, and his face was vague, but he had a pair of sharp eyes.

Different dimensional gods!

“this ”

Allston was dumbfounded.

Unexpectedly, Zongshen would use his hole cards from the beginning.

boom!

The roar exploded, and the golden light bloomed.

The rapid impact produced a sharp and piercing sound, and matched with the shining brilliance, it roared like a flying bird.

Light batting-the form of skill: flying bird!

And it’s a flying bird under the blessing of the power of different dimensions.

A ball of horror tore the air, the air waves lined up on both sides like a sea of ​​tide, and a series of sonic booms exploded, thrilling.

The tennis ball has not yet arrived, but the turbulent air wave has hit it.

Aston’s breathing was stagnant, and his whole body froze in place, not daring to move.

boom!

The ground trembled and the dust rose.

The tennis ball bounced fiercely and hit the wall of the back stand.

The walls burst, and countless debris flew out.

15–0!

Zongshen took the lead in scoring.

“This guy really has world-level professional strength?!

Auston turned his head stiffly, and after seeing the broken wall, his eyes flashed in disbelief.

It’s the race now, not the qualifiers.

Participants in the race have already investigated the information of other players.

Although the data shows that Zongshen has world-class professional strength.

But many people still can’t believe it.


Because Zongshen is too young!

A high school student who is only 15 years old when he is full of money.

The 15-year-old world professional class, no one believes it.

After all, there are many geniuses in the world of tennis, but there are still a few super geniuses like Federer and Nadal.

But after seeing the ball, he believed it was true.

Because the shape of skills is a super skill that can only be mastered at the world professional level.

Zongshen used this trick and undoubtedly swore his own strength.

“”How could I be the opponent of this monster!”

Allston gave a wry smile.

He knew that he estimated that he would stop at the first round of the round robin.

“Next is the second ball!”

Zongshen drank low.

boom!

The tennis ball is flying and the racquet is waving.

The terrible ball blasted out again, releasing terrible power.

Allston sighed.

He is just a world-class player. Although his strength is good, he is not a world-class opponent either.

Looking at the flying ball, you don’t need to think about how powerful it is.

Boom!

The ground roared again, and cracks spread.

In less than twenty minutes, the match ended and Zongshen won again.

“Alston lost too!””

“Now the hand Zongshen has won two victories and almost advanced to the second round of the round robin with one kick!’

“The world professional level is not something (Qian Zhao’s) ordinary players can resist!,

The audience around was in an uproar.

“Next is the third round!”

Zongshen’s face was calm.

As he continues to grow stronger, the general world class has long been ignored by him.

Unless it is an equivalent player, or a world-class pinnacle like Byodoin, can he compete with him.

The third round of match is in the afternoon.

But the result was no surprise, Zongshen won again.

Zongshen advanced to the second round of the round robin with the first points because of a complete victory in three games.

At the same time, there are only 64 Fen left among the 128 racers.

“There are still six matches!”

Zongshen sighed.

He knows that the real masters must be concentrated in the final 16.

There may be some good ones before the round of 16, but they are just good and not a threat to him.

It is also a painful thing to have a match without difficulty all the time.

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