The Prince of Tennis: Destroying Akutsu at the start

The main player of the Mexican U-17 team had already noticed that something was wrong.

This junior high school student doesn't follow the routine!
According to the script, shouldn't this junior high school student be easily beaten by him and then kneel on the ground and cry bitterly? !

How did it become that he was directly broken!

"It seems that we must be more serious!"

He only thought that he underestimated the enemy, and now he started to take it seriously.

If he lost to a junior high school student, he would be really ashamed.

The two sides exchanged courts, and it was Kimura's turn to serve.

Snapped!
Snapped!
Snapped!
Kimura Division rhythmically slapped the tennis ball in his hand. In the last round, the opponent attacked his body mercilessly, which made him feel a little uncomfortable.

Naturally, Tsukasa Kimura wasn't going to be polite to such a player.

Just use him to try the new trick from the system.

Whoa!

The tennis ball was thrown by Kimura Division, followed by Kimura Division's left hand.

A phantom was firmly held in his hand.

Throwing the ball for the second time, the phantom was also thrown out by Tsukasa Kimura.

"Gemini!"

boom!
After a detonation, the tennis ball shot out immediately, and under the sunlight, there was another ray of brilliance hidden in it.

"Huh! It's a good serve!"

A trace of caution flashed in the eyes of the leader of the Mexican U-17 team.

Experts will know if there is any.

Kimura Division's serve made him understand that the junior high school student in front of him is not easy.

However, Tsukasa Kimura's identity as a junior high school student is really deceptive. The head general of the Mexican U-17 team has never been able to connect Tsukasa Kimura with the strong.

After all, the terms junior high school student and strong man are very inconsistent no matter how you look at it.

The main player of the Mexican U-17 team locked his eyes on Tsukasa Kimura, and immediately swung forward after feeling a touch of rebound in the racket in his hand.

But in the next second, he was hit firmly by a tennis ball in the abdomen.

Kimura Division's strength is not vegetarian.

Immediately after taking a goal from Tsukasa Kimura, the leader of the Mexican U-17 team covered his abdomen, his eyes widened and his forehead sweated profusely.

The abdomen is extremely uncomfortable as if the river is tossing the sea.

He doesn't understand!

Obviously he had already hit a tennis ball, but where did the tennis ball hit his abdomen come from.

"Oh? Kid Kimura is still hiding such tricks?"

Tanejima smiled happily. Seeing their juniors perform so well is even happier than playing in person.

"I really want to know what this kid Kimura can do!"

Irie looked at Secretary Kimura on the field with a smile, it seemed that their junior was hiding something very deep.

"Hmph! It's useless to do all these things."

Byodoin snorted disdainfully.

But from the upturned corners of his mouth, it can be seen that he is actually in a good mood.

"Gemini!"

boom!
Kimura Ji swung his racket again, and the golden shadow of the ball galloped forward.

In another space, it seems that there is another invisible tennis ball moving forward.

pat!

When the Mexican U-17 player swung his racket at the flying tennis ball, a huge force hit his racket frame, and his entire racket was taken flying out because of his unstable grip.

After spinning in the air for a while, it fell to the ground.

"This game was scored by the Japanese team Kimura Division, the score is 2:0."

Ancient Martial Arts-Eagle Strike!

The eagle hit the sky, and a gleam of brilliance fell directly into the stadium of the leader of the Mexican U-17 team.

The brilliance dissipated, and the tennis ball slowly rolled down on the wall behind him.

"This game was scored by the Japanese team Kimura Division, the score is 3:0."

"Gemini!"

boom!
The surging air mass destroyed the hitting point of the Mexico U-17 team leader, and the deviated RBI made the ball hit the embrace of the net directly.

"Touch the net! This game was scored by the Japanese team Kimura Division, the score is 4:0."

"Oh oh oh!"

"What an amazing junior high school student!"

"Is this really a junior high school student? He actually crushed his opponent!"

The audience in the hall had already been conquered by Kimura Division, but they didn't care much about Kimura Division's identity as a junior high school student.

They only respect the strong.

Obviously, Secretary Kimura is the strong player on this court now.

"Nice job! What a job this kid is doing!"

Tono Atsukyo laughed, and Tono Atsukyo greatly appreciated Kimura's unhesitating response to his opponent.

He was even thinking about whether he should teach Kimura Division all his punishment methods later.

The thought of Tsukasa Kimura using his own punishment method to punish Tono Atsukyo made him tremble with excitement.

What a wonderful scene that must have been.

"Forgive me, Tohno is going crazy again!"

Omagari Ryuji shook his head helplessly, but he was also very happy for Kimura Tsukasa.

From the moment Kimura's identity was exposed, he had obviously become the mascot of this team.

After all, his age is here.

Respecting the old and loving the young is a traditional virtue!
"How is it possible! How is this possible!"

The leader of the Mexican U-17 team is clearly insane.

He has not been able to win any rounds from the hands of this junior high school kid in front of him?

He doesn't understand!

It's obviously just a bottom-ranked team, why did their strength become so strong!

Even a junior high school student has the strength to crush himself!

"I do not believe!"

He swung his arms angrily, and his whip-like strike seemed to explode the air.

It's just that his impotent rage can't help Kimura Si.

"Four Gods Performing Martial Arts - White Tiger!"

The bright golden light penetrated the entire stadium and hit the wall at the back fiercely. The explosion-like roar ignited the enthusiasm of the scene even more.

"This game was scored by the Japanese team Kimura Division, the score is 5:0."

"This little guy is quite powerful!"

A locker room.

The players of King Germany are watching the game on TV.

"It seems that you can consider contacting this little guy."

Can Retrou, the head coach of the king's German team, felt a sense of love for talent.

He believes that if Kimura Division is willing to come to their Germany, they will definitely become stronger.

Not only him, but other teams who watched the game noticed this junior high school student.

To be able to have such strength at this age, Kimura Division's talent has been recognized by everyone.

Although his opponent is just the leader of a team ranked last in the world.

However, the thoughts of these people are also expected by the three ships entering the Tao. The reason why he throws out the uncut jade of Mr. Kimura also has the consideration of showing their strength.

This year they are menacing.

Kimura Tsukasa flew into the air wearing a scarlet shirt, and the hem of his clothes fluttered, revealing Kimura Tsukasa's strong muscles.

Ancient Martial Arts-Eagle Strike!

The powerful killing ball fell like a meteorite, and the smoke and dust on the ground were all lifted into the air.

"The game ended, and the Japanese team won the game, with a score of 6:1."

"So far in the first round of the U-17 World Cup Open Group B match between Japan and Mexico, the Japanese team won the match with a record of 3:0 and advanced to the second round."