The Strongest Player in Sports

Chapter 1961 : Positive trials

The outside temperature has gone down a bit now, and a cool breeze has blown.

Zongshen stretched out his hand and felt it, but fortunately, the strength of the wind is not very strong, which has little effect on tennis.

He took off the hat on his head, and he felt very comfortable with his hair being blown by the cool breeze. He walked slowly toward the court, and the closer he was, the more he could hear the noisy cheering sound.

“Baijinchuan has made great progress.” Shintaro glanced at the red-haired young man who was sweating profusely and his eyes were more serious than ever. “I thought he was going to use that trick to get old.”

“He played with Zongshen.” Atobe Keigo looked at the arena.

Mukahi Gakuto showed a helpless expression next to him, and said to the coach who was looking at him curiously: “He was defeated by Zongshen with his most proud tricks, and then he looked into the court, his expression fluctuated,” he worked hard to become stronger. ”

When he saw Baijinchuan who was so indifferent yesterday, he thought he was going to give up tennis. After all, he was beaten so hard.

It was he who underestimated the other party, and Bai Jinchuan was serious ~ getting up.

It should be said that Hyotei does not have a weak person who is willing to admit defeat?

Atobe Keigo grabbed racquet and said, “Coach, is it coming to us?”

“Immediately, wait for the end of Baijin River.” Shintaro said: “It’s Huadi.”

“Yes.” Kabaji Munehiro promised from the side, his expression calm, not at all nervous about the upcoming match.

“Huh? It’s coming.” Anato Ryo straightened up and looked at the road on the left.

It’s Zongshen.

he came.

Zongshen kept passing by Atobe Keigo and others, walked under the shade of the tree, took out a tennis ball, held it in his hand and threw it to play.

The net court is tightly surrounded by people, and he is lazy to squeeze, it is better to wait for his match from here.

Song Huliang, who is waiting hard: “”

That’s it, ignored?

Zongshen casually took out his phone and started watching. Now the plot should have begun.

Echizen Ryoma should have started his own face-slapped road at this time.

Zongshen put on his headphones and continued to rest.

“Akutagawa Chiro”

“Next, Jiro Akutagawa vs. Hiyoshi Wakashi.

“Akutagawa Cilang?”

“Akutagawa Chiro–”

Hiyoshi Wakashi stood in the arena, with blue veins on his forehead jumping, Akutagawa Jiro came so late, do you look down on him?!

“Come here!” Otori Cyotaroh took Akutagawa’s arm and ran from a distance, “Akutagawa-senpai is here!”

While being pulled, Jirou Akutagawa shook his sleepy eyes, as if he was about to fall asleep in the next second.

Hiyoshi Wakashi:” ”

Everyone: ”

It’s not surprising at all, Akutagawa Jirou.

Otori Cyotaroh breathed a sigh of relief after sending Akutagawa Jiro to the court.

Shishido Ryoh threw a bottle of water to him, and said unhappy: “What do you care about him, are you afraid to miss your match?”

“Hey.” Otori Cyotaroh drank half a bottle of water before stopping. He scratched his head and smiled gently and sunny. “I confirmed my match ranking with the coach before, and I’m still behind.”

It started in the court.

Jirou Akutagawa easily caught Hiyoshi Wakashi’s serve.

But the match on the court is not always a situation that has been suppressed by Akutagawa Chiro.

Hiyoshi Wakashi was standing with Jiro Akutagawa for a long time.

Oshitari Yuushi looked at the arena, slightly mimicked, “Is Hiyoshi Wakashi doing special training? The progress is very fast.”

“That’s right.” Shintaro glanced at hand Zongshen, who was sitting lazily under the tree, without a trace.

Hiyoshi Wakashi was also very excited. Sure enough, after a match with the strong, the slightly stronger existence for him is not the same kind of crushing existence as before.

Because he has seen a wider world, these can’t hold him down.

Akutagawa’s lazy expression faded a little, and he slightly opened his red-brown cat pupil.

“Huh, are you serious?” Hiyoshi Wakashi clenched racquet with both hands and looked at the other side.

“Snapped”

“Snapped”

“It’s online volley! He intercepted the ball!”

“Snapped!”

Hiyoshi Wakashi glanced at the tennis ball behind him, sneered, and continued the match.

The end result is Akutagawa Ji Lang wins.

He fell asleep again after winning.

The next match is Atobe Keigo’s match. Kabaji Munehiro enters the court and lifts Akutagawa Jiro to walk outside.

Atobe Keigo’s opponent is Baijinchuan.

The two didn’t say anything at the beginning, and after tossing a coin to decide the starter, they started the match.

Atobe Keigo looked at Baijinchuan on the opposite side with a cold expression-he hated playing with dirty balls.

Even if Baijinchuan has improved now, it does not mean that what he has done before does not exist.

“Tang Huaise serve! Why is Lord Atobe so fierce at the beginning today?”

“It seems that I want to end the match sooner.

“Ahhhhh, Atobe! Atobe! Atobe!!!”

Baijinchuan recalled the matchup between Zongshen and Atobe Keigo that he watched yesterday. He tried to imitate that move to deal with the difficult Tang Huaise serve.

But he did not succeed in imitating.

……For flowers………

The tennis ball was hit crooked by his racquet.

Baijinchuan gritted his teeth and continued to match.

As long as it is Atobe Keigo serve, he must serve Tang Huaise.

When it wasn’t for him, he was forcing Baijinchuan to play a high ball in order to make the waltz of disillusionment.

Baijinchuan’s racquet has been shot four times, and his wrists are shaking overwhelmed.

“Snapped–”

“Atobe–win!”

“Yeah!!!!”

“Master Atobe! Atobe will win!!!”

“Sure enough, I won, you can see the result from the beginning of this match, okay?”

“Nuan, look at Baijinchuan, does he have a wrist problem?”

“Hey, weak people like to find reasons for losing.”

“What are you talking about? I like Lord Atobe too!”

“Don’t quarrel, it’s going to be Oshitari’s match with Yue Ren.

Baijinchuan walked past Atobe Keigo with a sneer, and he whispered in a low voice: “You think the ball I played is disgusting, but look at you now, what is the difference between your waltz and me?

“We are just one who was born according to the rules, and the other is not in compliance with the rules.

“Get off.” Atobe Keigo looked at him coldly, “You don’t deserve to play tennis.”

Bai Jinchuan’s expression was distorted, he gasped and smiled, “I am not worthy, you are not qualified to decide.”

“Hands Zongshen VS Tsutoru Liang”

“Please enter the contestants.

Zongshen carried a tennis bag and entered the arena. Tossing a coin was Shido Ryoto. He served first.

Zongshen walked into the arena and watched the long-haired youth on the opposite side deliver the first goal.

too slow.

Zongshen hit back with a racquet, he didn’t use much strength, but the speed was extremely fast, Shishido Ryoh hadn’t reacted yet, and the points were already in Zongshen’s hands.

“Too slow.” Zongshen flipped the racquet and hit the tennis ball with the racquet frame of the net.

“Snapped”

Shishido Ryoh tried his best to catch the ball, but his knee broke and he didn’t receive the ball.

He was breathing heavily, his mind was blank.

He didn’t know what to do.

How can it be so strong?

monster.

Shishido Ryoh got up, ignoring his broken and bleeding knees, he took a few breaths and continued to catch the ball.

Zongshen immediately accelerated the match progress after seeing his knee injury, ending the match early, and the crushing 6:0 allowed Shishido Ryoh to rest early.

Zongshen felt that he was really considerate of the staff’s body. pill,