Tennis Movie King Kanata Irie

court.

Irie and Polk looked at each other.

"Japan's top player - Kanata Irie."

"Deutsche Chief Bohr..."

The 2nd QP stood outside the field, with a unique aura that made people afraid to approach.

"Kanata Irie, where do you get your confidence?"

So far, QP is still not sure of defeating Irie, but the same is true for the opponent.

Polk was invincible.

“There’s no way you don’t understand this.

"Could it be that...are you really swollen?"

QP frowned.

Although I know Irie is not a fool.

But that's what's done.

indeed.

Polk's talent is so strong that he is top-notch even in the original work.

Because when he was a sophomore in high school, he killed the number one professional player at the time.

Although I don’t know what the status of the first king is, if Polk wins, he wins, and he is enough to enter the world famous list.

"I'll serve first, okay?"

court, Irie said.

"Can."

Polk caught the racquet.

"this...."

Everyone was in disbelief, but a look of anticipation flashed in their eyes.

They have been staying in Kanto and have not had the chance to see the world. The national level is already out of reach. These two people... they have to be above the national level, right?

corner.

First grade.

Inui Sadaharu opened his cell phone and told the background of the two court members: "Kanata Irie, the top player of our U-17 team."

"The other person is Deutsche U-14 chief Polk. He is hailed as Deutsche's future star. If nothing else happens, he will be a U-17 player in a few days.

Different from the era of old people's mobile phones in the original work, the internet king of the parallel world has entered the era of rapidly developing smartphones.

But if you want to browse information on the external network, you still need special means.

What they saw was Niuwang’s simple introduction.

At the same time, several people came close to Inui Sadaharu's smartphone, their expressions were shocked.

So shocking.

What a future star, the future world's top, the young king.

This is Polk’s introduction.

The introduction of Kanata Irie is much worse.

The top player in Japan, the deputy minister of Maiko Ban, and the king of the Niude Exchange Competition who stole the show.

"In other words, this is a professional battle!"

Fuji Syusuke opened his eyes, a solemn expression flashing through his eyes.

"Profession"

Tezuka Kunimitsu's body trembled, and he seemed to have an inexplicable obsession with the word "career".

Immediately.

His eyes were determined.

Tennis in Germany is the best in the world, and it is undoubtedly more suitable to pursue a career there than in Newborn.

But not in a hurry.

A foreign country is always a foreign country. If he could stay in the capital, he would choose to stay in the capital.

call!

Irie threw up the tennis ball and racquet swung it lightly.

Bang!

In the eyes of everyone, tennis is completely hidden in space.

"Can't see the ball clearly."

Everyone's throats rolled slightly, and their eyes were filled with fear.

"The disappeared serve..."

Fuji Syusuke's eyes flashed with shock.

His body couldn't stop shaking.

Isn't this method exactly what he uses to serve?

Irie can do it with ordinary serve.

Fuji was puzzled.

Tezuka Kunimitsu looked at the court blankly.

"Tennis is not going away.

In the eyes of others, the methods are like gods, but in Polk's eyes, there is no omission.

Bang!

He drew his sword and volleyed it out instantly.

Like a black and white afterimage.

No one can see clearly the process of driving racquet.

"Um?"

But this fatal blow was missed.

Polk looked at the tennis ball passing by in surprise.

"What a subtle technique... the rotation is hidden inside, and when the time comes, it explodes."

Although it was a small trick, it had to be said that it deceived Polk who was not completely in the state.

"I see."

"This is the so-called 1-goal battle."

Polk already knew the other party's plan.

But the other party should understand that when he is not in a state, he is still an emperor-like existence.

boom!

Polk put away the racquet, raised it high, and made the shot.

Tennis and rushed out.

Snapped!

There was a crisp sound.

It means someone takes action.

Everyone stared blankly as Irie took a step forward and Racquet made a backhand.

The tennis ball made a slight arc and crossed the net.

opposite.

Polk flashed across the baseline like a cheetah.

clatter..

The tennis ball lightly grazed the net.

Whoosh!

Polk's arms have also arrived, including a racquet that extends from the arm point, like a black snake.

The black racquet picked the tennis ball and the tennis ball flew into the sky.

Whoosh!

Shadows fill the land.

Irie's not tall figure covered the sun, as if it had swallowed it and turned into darkness.

Bang.

The racquet knocked down.

Tennis balls kick up dust.

Instantly rushed to Polk's baseline.

"This opening..."

2QP’s eyes darkened slightly.

But at this moment.

Polk turned around and caught up with the smash.

Snap!

Racquet crossed the crotch, hit the ball with his back and crotch, and the tennis ball hit Irie's backhand.

"It's too strong."

In the eyes of everyone, this is the battle of gods.

call!!

at the same time.

The brief and extremely fast fight between the two caused a whirlpool of dust to cover the earth.

next moment.

Irie, whose backhand weakness was locked, racquet switched to his left hand, held up his right hand, and took out the ball with his left hand.

(SSS) Batting Point!

The racquet and the tennis ball hit each other hard.

A strong wind was like a sandstorm, violently impacting.

boom!

There was lightning and thunder, and the power of the tennis ball reached a frightening level.

"Gudu..."

Everyone felt their eardrums vibrating and their hearts shaking.

"Is this...is this really tennis?"

Oishi, the future mother of Seigaku, opened her mouth wide.

Several people looked horrified.

Tezuka gently pushed up his glasses, a drop of cold sweat dripping down his forehead, and a look of shock flashed through his eyes.

"His left hand...is no weaker than his right hand."

Outside the court, the face of the 2nd QP changed slightly.

Polk moved.

The footsteps became lighter and lighter, as if turning into a phantom, appearing next to the tennis ball silently.

Polk lifted the racquet.

"Hmm? We have retreated to baseline..."

In sight.

Irie plans to retreat to the baseline and build an absolute line of defense.

"No, there is a field in the middle of baseline."

Just as Polk hit the tennis ball, Irie retreated to the middle of the baseline.

There was a snap.

The tennis ball hit the sideline accurately, but it was pulled by the field and headed towards Irie's position.

"he is very smart..."

Polk analyzed in his mind: "Every ball is in a position I don't like. Coupled with the advantage of being first, I am unable to go all out."

At least every ball, he did not use the middle of the net racquet (SSS) to hit the tennis ball once.

That's because data tennis is at work.

The opponent calculated when he moved and when he swung the racket, and added subtle rotation to the tennis ball to avoid SSS.

"but"

Polk narrowed his eyes slightly.

"However, it will take some time for the field to be absorbed, and the chief has time to adjust his position."

Off the court, OP also thought of going together.

Snapped!

Right now.

The position where the tennis ball is being pulled is in the front court.

Irie took advantage of the situation and attacked.

"""What?"

QP's pupils shrank.

Polk continued to narrow his eyes: "Is this the method QP used..."

"This is my domain..."

First-year student Tezuka Kunimitsu opened his mouth slightly, using a similar technique, but the opponent made it seem like a tennis ball was alive, and he could only pull it to the baseline and slowly attack.

"I'm afraid he attacked from the side."

Polk looked at the gap on the other side, and without thinking, he swept in that direction.

Buzz!

Irie let go of his palm, and a black light overflowed. The black light squirmed a few times, injected into the racquet, and hit the ball.

{Dark}'s bat!

Black ripples quickly passed through the court.

this process.

It can be called electric light and flint.

"He took the lead and I had no time to catch up with the ball..."

Polk's eyes glazed over.

As for the field... he also has a structure, but he is vulnerable to the secret ball.

boom!

A powerful momentum descended from the sky. Polk became extremely powerful, as agile as a cheetah, even the king of cheetahs. He crossed the entire court like lightning and chased the ball.

at the same time.

He racquet backhand.

SSS hitting point covers the tennis ball.

But missed.

"Is this data tennis?"

In an instant.

OMG...

The black light spreads out, like a black barrier, covering the entire earth.

Finally, it turned into a blue cannonball, which rushed out quickly with a fierce momentum.

Boom! (Nuo's)

Is this a battle of gods?

Under the horrified gaze of everyone.

Polk's eyes flashed with a cold light: "A different dimension...the greatest simplicity!"

Off the field, QP trembled instinctively, but with the coach's advice, Seal's ruthless personality gradually calmed him down.

Irie racquet hit the edge of the tennis ball, creating a terrifying air wave, like a torpedo thrown into the sea, blowing up the waves.

A 1-goal duel..."

boom!

Everyone's scalps were numb and they felt like their heads were about to explode.

Violence - the power of another dimension!

He spread his palms.

A space-distorting momentum appeared high in the sky.

At this time, Irie stuck out her tongue.

Within the dust and air waves, there was a faint roar of the world.

boom!

This is a vast and terrifying momentum.

A blue light enveloped the entire court.

Polk's eyes flashed with a look of surprise: "He even calculated the timing of my violent attack and the speed after the violent attack?"

Irie held high the racquet.

The heaven and the earth are silent for it.

opposite.

Buzz!

In desperation, he hit back the ball.

Trapped in the black barrier, Polk's momentum stagnated and his eyes became horrified. .

It seemed to be concentrated in the sky, leaning down.

A flash of black.

Whoosh!

Whoosh!!

"coming!"

boom!

"block!"