The Strongest Player in Sports

Chapter 1356 : Omagari of double knife flow (4)

The match ends.

Kirihaya walked off the stage in embarrassment, gritted his teeth, extremely unwilling.

“Edgar is a rare player in the French team, and even a high school student, so even if you lose, you don’t have to worry about it.”

Fuji comforted softly.

“Humph!”

“What do you do with this posture after losing the match!”

“If you are really angry, then seize the time to train and try to win back next time!”

Sanada snorted coldly.

“hateful!”

Kirihaya held the racquet tightly, his body was shaking.

He knows his strength and belongs to the weakest existence in the first army.

The reason why this match is able to appear is entirely because of the love of the seniors, allowing him to make one appearance in the World Cup.

Otherwise, there are so many masters in the team, which round will get him to play.

But he lived up to this expectation, and only won two games in a match, completely defeated.

“Remember the current unwillingness, and then make yourself stronger.”

Zongshen patted Kirihaya on the shoulder.

“Humph!”

“If you have time to feel guilty, it’s better to become stronger as soon as possible!”

Byodoin snorted coldly.

“Don’t be so harsh.”

“It’s not a common occurrence to win or lose in the 083 match. It’s okay to win back next time.”

Echizen Ryoga smiled disapprovingly.

“Don’t feel guilty, leave the next match to me.”

Omagari stood up lazily.

The next match is singles two, and he will appear on the stage.

“give it to you!”

Zongshen opened his mouth.

“Um.”

Omagari nodded, then walked towards the warm-up area.

French lounge area.

Under the cheers of the players, Edgar walked off the court.

“Good job.

A smile appeared on Camus’s face.

With the victory of singles three, they managed to get back one game.

“Although this match is won, the next match must also be won.”

Edgar said solemnly.

Because the Japanese team won two matches, they are still on the edge of the cliff.

“Singles two leave it to me.

A low voice came.

I saw a calm blond youth stand up.

This young man is also a Westerner, but his skin is slightly dark, and he seems to be of more than one national origin.

“Um!”

“Second singles, please.”

Camus nodded.

The calm blond youth said nothing, picked up racquet and walked towards the warm-up area.

“If it is Big Brother Mkefir, he will definitely win, right?”

Dorron said with excitement.

“Of course, the senior is a world-class expert!”

Plance nodded.

The blond young man was named Mkefir just now.

Because of his silent personality, he has no sense of presence in the team.

But this silent player is a real world-class player.

“As long as I win singles two, my match will follow.”

Camus whispered and looked across.

After seeing Zongshen, an edge flashed in his eyes.

For Zongshen, who is ranked number one in the world, he has long thought of better than one game.

Ten minutes passed.

The sound of the broadcast came.

“Singles two match, invite both players to play.”

The two men who were warming up stopped their movements, and then strode towards the court.

After seeing the two players on the field, the players of the two teams immediately began to discuss.

“It’s Mkefir!”

Kimijima’s eyes narrowed.

“Faced with the disadvantage of match, the other party finally sent a world-class master.”

Zongshen smiled.

In the original book, the French team sent out middle school students such as Doron, Prence, Morrow, and Jonal.

But the appearance of these players does not mean that the French team has no masters.

After all, the French team is comparable to Switzerland and Germany.

Although there is a lack of professional (cffc) level such top players.

But there is no shortage of world class.

The reason why a large number of middle school students are sent to the game in the original is completely because of underestimating the Japanese team.

After all, the Japanese team in the original book did not achieve any good results.

The country was defeated in the exhibition match, and Switzerland was defeated in the group stage.

In the eyes of the French team, this kind of performance is a second-rate team.

Naturally, they will not pay much attention to the second-rate teams.

So most of the players dispatched are middle school students.

But now it’s different.

The Japanese team has ranked second in the world.

Zongshen and others sit in the team, making it the most promising team to win the World Cup.

Facing such a strong team, the French team will naturally not underestimate it.

The three middle school students dispatched are all the three strongest middle school students in the French team.

Besides these three, the other players are all high school students.

Singles two even dispatched Mkefir, who has world-class strength. Obviously, he is determined to win this match.

“Trouble.”

Irie sighed.

“Don’t be afraid, Ryuuji is also good, and he might not lose.

Tanegashima smiled disapprovingly.

“maybe.

Irie shook her head, then looked at the court.

“Didi~”

“The Japanese team is playing against the French team, the singles second match, Mkfeier serve.”

“The match begins!”

The referee blew the whistle.

The two looked at each other and came to their respective positions.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Mkefir patted the tennis ball lightly.

The expression remained silent, but there was a flash of sharpness in his eyes.

He knows the importance of this match to the French team. If he loses, he will stop at the quarterfinals.

“So I must win!”

Give a low sip.

Toss the ball violently.

The moment the tennis ball fell to the front, racquet slammed down at the tennis ball.

boom!

A loud noise erupted.

Under the shocking eyes of people, the tennis ball flew out.

The speed of the ball was incredible, tearing the air and making a harsh rubbing sound.

Boom!

The tennis ball fell and the ground trembled.

Countless dust flew up, spreading around like a storm.

“This kind of powerball is the one shot?”

“It seems that the French team is bound to win this match and wants to win with the strongest posture.

“I don’t know if Omagari of the Japanese team can resist it.

The audience all around talked about it.

As people were whispering, the tennis ball had been shot and bounced.

“This is not an ordinary powerball, but a sweet spot!”

Omagari’s eyes were serious.

Quickly rushed out, blocking the track where the tennis ball bounced.

He holds a racquet in each hand, with his right hand at the front and the left hand at the back, just like a samurai.

At the moment the tennis ball bounced, racquet swept away. ,