My Tennis Treasure, Starting From Polk's Retention!

0393 The Power of Desire! The World of Hell!

"boom--"

"German U-17 team Polk scored! Score 40-30!"

With Polk scoring a goal in the seventh inning on the court, Medanore's idea of ​​directly winning his own serve was once again shattered.

The big score of 2-4 is always displayed on the big screen of the court.

Polk didn't care about this at all, he just tried his best to hit every ball of his own.

Spain U-17 players in the bench.

Echizen Nanjiro couldn't help but nodded slightly at this time: "The little guy Polke is really good! Even though there is obviously a gap between him and Medanore in hard power, he can still do this step!"

"He has really become a good professional player in the real sense!"

The evaluation in his mouth is undoubtedly extremely valuable for any professional tennis player.

It is estimated that tennis players in the active world professional league can get this evaluation, and they will feel extremely honored.

Just because Echizen Nanjiro's status in the world tennis world is always there!

Echizen Ryoga also nodded: "Polke's strength and mentality are beyond doubt. If Medanore's talent makes people feel amazing, then Polke has achieved what a tennis player himself can have in the competition." All the good qualities!"

"This kind of tennis player...as an opponent, even a player who is stronger than him can't have the slightest idea of ​​underestimating him!"

"And as a teammate... the identity of the head coach of the German U-17 team is the best proof! Everyone needs a teammate who can give people an absolute sense of security!"

The words of the two made Fulio and the others twitch their eyes.

Good guy!

Where are you father and son from?!

but.

None of them showed any objection, because in their eyes Polk was indeed strong and reliable enough!

"How's it going? It looks intense!"

"Hey! The general has the upper hand!"

At this time, Mars and Bian Boli walked out of the Spanish U-17 player channel.

The two held a bag of freshly baked bread in their hands.

Mars said, and took out bread to share with Echizen Ryoga and others in the players' bench.

However, only Echizen Nanjiro reached out to take it, and Mimi took a bite.

Echizen Ryoga, Frio, and Serra didn't take it.

After all, today's game has not been finished yet, so there is no need for Bi Yuqian to affect Bi Yao for the sake of a momentary appetite.

Echizen Ryoga said softly: "It's anxious! However, Medanore should take advantage of this game and win the first set with all his might!"

His voice just fell.

inside the court.

Medanore, who was standing on the serve baseline with a tennis ball in his hand, had already cast his gaze in Polk's direction.

This glance made Polk feel a little tingling in his back.

The other party seemed to have some kind of "horror".

After the whole game, Polk's stable mentality also fluctuated at this time.

It's like being emotionally affected by Medanore.

This feeling made him feel very uncomfortable, but he couldn't say it was uncomfortable.

"Polke..."

"You have felt the power of the six original sins"

"I can only say that it would be really hard for me to recognize someone else taking over my title this year.

"It's just your words...you have the qualifications!"

Hearing the praise from Medanore, Polk's expression remained unchanged.

"Succeed.....the word may be wrong!"

"I don't care about the name of the so-called strongest high school student! I just care about my own status as a tennis player!"

"If you want to take back this title, you can do it at any time! However, this does not mean that your strength is stronger than mine..."

Polk also has his pride.

He doesn't care about honor titles, but if he is allowed to "replace" Medanore, he doesn't accept this!

Medanore chuckled lightly: "Really...then all I can say is! You still overestimate yourself!"

"The first set is now played, and it's almost time to end!"

"Polke! Have you ever seen a horror from hell?"

Polk stared blankly.

What's the meaning?!

But in the next second, when he saw the smile on the corner of Medanore's mouth, his brain suddenly fell into a short blank.

A "strange beast" slowly appeared in front of him.

Just because the ball just now was too weird!.

"Introduce... my friend! Asmodeus!"

dark!!

With a tall stature, it was almost as if Polk could be trampled to death with one kick.

Although it's not the kind of empty space where you can't see your fingers, it still makes people feel shuddering...

Before his eyes was a completely unfamiliar scene.

He has no idea what the hell is going on now?!

"Spain's U-17 team player Medanore scored! The end of the game! The score is 5-2! Change of hair!"

Polk didn't care too much, so he could only desperately turn around and run in the opposite direction.

He is very clear.

And before he figured it out, he wasn't sure if it would affect him if he was hurt by this Asmodeus, so he could only choose to escape temporarily.

"Welcome to.....real hell!"

Facing such an existence, Polke couldn't help swallowing for a moment.

In his right hand he held a pitch-black long sword, and in his left hand he held a banner with an invisible pattern.

When he stepped forward, the long sword slashed.

Polke almost reacted physically and began to take a step back.

From left to right are bull's head, human's head and sheep's head.

There is a high probability that I was influenced by Medanore's mental power and came to this weird space.

Asmodeus?

B!!

It was also this step that made Asmodeus' three heads show angry expressions.

When everyone in the audience was staring at Medanore in the court.

Isn't it the demon king who represents desire in the seven sins of hell?!

"boom!!"

How to escape from here is the most important thing he has to think about now!!

Could it be that the person in front of me is the devil king of hell?!

The name...……………

Although it is humanoid, it has three heads.

outside world.

Wait for him to come back to his senses.

but.

Medanore's voice sounded in his ears, followed by the sound of heavy footsteps coming from in front of Polk.

Naturally, it is impossible for him to really come to hell, and the Asmodeus behind him cannot be a real existence 1.1!

The referee also looked suspiciously in the direction of Medanore, and randomly announced the score of the goal just now!