The Strongest Master of Prince of Tennis

Chapter 905

“General Puyol?

“Are you OK?

“Cheer up!

Seeing that their owner would be blown away, the Spanish team members shouted with worry.

“Nothing, nothing!

The Spanish general Puyol took a deep breath.

Enduring the pain on his body, he struggled to stand up from the ground.

Although that ball caused him great damage, Puyol still didn’t want to give up.

After holding back all the pain, he ran back on the court.

“Puyol, are you really okay?”

The referee couldn’t help asking.

Because Puyol’s current state, no matter how you look at it, it doesn’t seem to be all right.

His face was full of fatigue and pain, and his body was shaking slightly, as if he had been seriously injured.

“continue!

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The Spanish general Puyol looked determined.

The Spanish team finally reached the semi-finals. 08

And as long as you win two more rounds, you can win.

So how could he admit defeat.

“You should know that this game is about the outcome of the two teams, so I will never show mercy!”

Mifune Zongzheng said in a deep voice.

The opponent’s strength is very strong, and Mifune Zongzheng admires the persistence shown.

But this is not a reason to be merciful.

This game is about whether their Japan team can make it to the final.

So no matter what qualities the opponent shows, Mifune Zongzheng must win the game.

“continue!”

Puyol did not reply.

Instead, throw the tennis ball up and swing it quickly.

The ultimate goal rushed through half the court, and then hit the ground heavily.

“Is this your answer?”

Mifune Zongzheng had sharp eyes and knew what the Spanish general Puyol thought.

rinse!

He rushed out quickly and hit back with all his strength.

The horrible confrontation between the two started once again.

Tennis unleashes terrible power, blasting back and forth on both sides of the court.

At this time of the game, neither side has the possibility of retreating, so neither Mifune Zongzheng nor Puyol have any reservations.

boom!

The arena was shaking, and the dust covered the air.

The audience was shocked.

They never thought that this game would be so intense.

In this kind of confrontation, the competition between the two sides is also on the rise.

However, it is a pity that Puyol, who has withdrawn from the state of the god of bullfights, is not an opponent of Mifune Zongzheng at all.

So this matchup is basically a unilateral score.

boom!

The score is 4-3!

Mifune Zongzheng won the seventh game!

boom!

The score is 4-4!

Mifune Zongzheng won the eighth game!

boom!

4-5!

Mifune Zongzheng won the ninth game.

Twenty minutes later, Mifune Zongzheng not only pulled the score back, but also let the game enter the deciding round.

“Tick~”

Puyol’s forehead slipped in a cold sweat.

The arm holding the pat was trembling slightly, and his body was even more bruised.

The bullfighting god state consumes too much energy on him.

It was so unsustainable that Mifune Zongzheng got back the score.

Now the situation of the two is completely reversed.

Before Puyol attacked, Mifune Zongzheng could only passively defend.

But now it was Mifune Zongzheng who attacked, and he became more and more courageous, fighting Puyol with no power to fight back.

“The probability of winning this game is 100%!”

Mitsuya Akuto’s eyes flashed.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see the situation on the court.

Although the Spanish general Puyol is still able to fight, his state is in serious decline.

Otherwise, Mifune Zongzheng won’t win three rounds in one go.

And more importantly, the Spanish main general Puyol has become weaker and weaker under continuous consumption.

On the other hand, Mifune Zongzheng is getting more and more courageous in the battle.

In this case, the Spanish general Puyol lost hope of winning.

“As long as we score another point, we can win this game and we can also enter the world-class finals.

Oni Jujiro took a deep breath.

Although the current situation is beneficial to his own proprietor Mifune Zongzheng.

But there are too many unknowns in professional competitions, as long as the dust is not settled, everything is possible.

So he didn’t say too much.

“Don’t worry, Zongzheng will definitely win.”

Echizen Ryoga chuckled slightly.

In his opinion, even Puyol has no power to fight back in the face of such a desperate situation.

The tenth round, Mifune Zongzheng serve round. 107

“Huh~”

Mifune Zongzheng took a deep breath.

He couldn’t stand the long battle.

But fortunately, his condition is much better than Puyol.

what!

Throwing the tennis ball up again, racquet struggled to press it down.

A ball containing the power of different dimensions flew out and penetrated the entire court.

“Fight forever!”

The Spanish general Puyol gritted his teeth and growled.

There was deep fatigue in his eyes, and his arms trembled even more.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Puyol has reached the limit.

However, the belief and pride in his heart made him persevere and wanted to continue fighting.

boom!

Looking at the flying ball, he hit back again.

World-class stunts. Bull sprint!

The ultimate ball flies through the net, with terrible penetration ability.

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