The Strongest Strategist in Prince of Tennis

Chapter 411 Fierce battle!

“It’s actually them!”

After seeing the two on stage, some island nations on the sidelines suddenly sighed at their supporters. In contrast, the appearance of the two is really unpredictable.

After all, the two had never joined forces in a formal match before.

“Kunishima”

Looking at the opposite side of the court, Tristan immediately opened his mouth after seeing Junjima on stage, “It’s been a long time!”

They greeted each other intimately, as if they were chatting as friends.

“It’s been a long time indeed, it looks like you are doing a good job!?”

“It’s okay, but I really thank you for what happened last time.”

Tristan first glanced at the Atobe next to him. He didn’t expect that the guy who mocked them would appear at this time. This surprised him a bit, but it was just an accident.

There are always so many coincidences in the world. Since the opponent looked down on their posture just now, then when the next match, he must let the other party know-his strength.

“grateful ”

Kimishima’s tone of voice was as if he had thought of something, so he said: “If you are talking about being too handsome and almost expelled from the team, I can only apologize for this.”

“Because, until now, I still think that your actions are not what you can imagine!

Jun Dao spoke mercilessly, but before he finished speaking, he found that the other party’s eyes had left unknowingly, and his eyes were actually looking at a beautiful woman next to him.

“This guy ”

After seeing this scene, Jun Dao’s forehead appeared a few black lines, and then pushed back to the point of court, waiting for the start of the match.

Soon, when the right to serve was decided, the match between the two sides officially started.

At the same time, not far from the court, there is also an “alternative” immediate duel.

“The match starts, the French team will serve first, and the game will end!’

The referee voice on the court fell, and the audience reappeared, and the names of the two were shouted by the audience again.

“The popularity is still enviable!

Kirihaya looked outside the court and sighed a little. The popularity of the French team is already higher than them, and the popularity of the two in front of them is extremely exaggerated.

“Maybe it has something to do with their style, so the coach will choose Senior Jundao as the opponent’s opponent!”

“Style, what style!”

Beside Renji, Qian is also a little confused. Even if he is doing it, it is difficult to collect the strength and status of the players of the entire French team in a short time, so he will also ask.

After hearing a friend’s question, Renji’s original words had already reached his mouth, so he had better speak slowly: “According to the data, it should be a special style!”

“this ”

When several people saw Renji silently, they did not continue to ask questions.Instead, they looked at the court. In front of the court on both sides, Moro and Atobe were in a very close position, and the two of them stared. relatively.

“Hey, it’s the posture you looked like us just now!”

…For flowers…

After Moro finished speaking, he looked at Atobe on the opposite side. After hearing the other person’s words, Atobe raised his head with a little disdain on the corners of his mouth, and then bluntly said: “vulgar and boring action, I don’t know why it is. There are so many people like it!

“you ”

Atobe’s words made Morrow upset, and in the next second, he heard Tristan’s voice behind him.

“Pay attention!

………….0

He did not continue to be presumptuous, and instead focused his attention on the match. Soon, Tristan, who was behind the court, swung his racket to hit the tennis ball, and his sight gradually became serious.

brush

Compared with the frivolity just now, the current serve posture is also extremely standard, and the tennis ball is flying towards Jun Dao with the opposite power.

“Let me see, haven’t seen you in a year, has your strength improved?

boom!

The audience on the court felt the speed of light passing by, and the tennis ball had already landed at Kimishima’s feet.

In the next second, the tennis ball bounced again, and a racquet was just right in front of the tennis ball and stuck in the tennis’s best flight path.

“As you wish, let’s compare it!”

When the voice fell, the tennis ball had been hit back.

…

boom!

In the match, there was no sense of temptation on both sides, and fierce confrontation began. Whether it was Morro and Atobe, or Tristan and Kimishima, they were all fighting hard to separate!