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A few minutes later...the broadcast sounded on the court again...

"The quarter-finals France vs. Neon, the singles match will be held in 5 minutes... Please prepare for the players from all over the world..."

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Having said that, the information and photos of the two players suddenly appeared on the big screen in the field...

It is the singles positions of S3, Echizen Ryoma and Pruns...

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"It's Ryomaye, Oyeye!"

Outside the court, Kosakata looked at the information board, clenching his fists and looking excited.

"Hahaha, I'm sure I'll be able to capture it this time. If Longma takes action, there'll be no problem!"

Horio also widened his eyes and kept waving flags and shouting.

"Although Ryoma is very strong,... the opponent opposite seems to be a prince... or a French prince!"

Tan Taiyi reminded him kindly.

"Really……"

Kosakata glanced at the information board in surprise, but quickly said firmly, "So what... Prince Ryoma must be the most powerful!!"

"That's right! That's right!"

Aigaku's Horio and others also nodded quickly.

"and many more!"

Suddenly, Tomoka was stunned again and thought of something, "Where's Ryoma? There's going to be a competition soon. Isn't he not back yet?!"

"what?"

Horio and others were all shocked.

Then his face changed instantly, and he became a little panicked.

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"Prance! Plance! Plance—!"

"Ryoma! Ryoma!"

The French team must win! The French team must win! "

"..."

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On the other side, Doron looked a little anxious, and his eyes exposed by the hood were full of worry, "Oops, the French prince won't be able to come back!"

"It's not good if this continues. We might lose without a fight..."

Edgar sat on the bench, resting breathlessly and nodding.

"In that case..."

Morrow lifted up his coat and shook his head slightly, revealing his snow-white arms, "Let me help him buy time and walk on the catwalk!"

"I can help too!"

Tristan touched his chin and smiled as well.

"Instead of being embarrassed like this, it's better to get the prince back..." Jonnar looked at everyone with a troubled expression, and then sighed timidly...

"Well, the prince will definitely come back..."

Camus stroked the racket tenderly, "My dear, let's wait... soon, soon..."

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Hiss, chirp, chirp...

A few minutes later, Ryoma and Prance outside the stadium jumped off their horses one by one, and then walked onto the court...

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"Finally arrived..."

"prince!"

"Ryoma!"

The French team and the Neon team both breathed a sigh of relief.

Then the two sides looked at each other, looking a little surprised.

These two people who played singles and three duels are not here, or are they back together?

It's really weird...

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"What is about to begin is a three-match singles match between the French team Plance Ludovic Charudaru and the Neon team Echizen Ryoma. Players from both sides are invited to enter..."

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"Prance! Prance! Oh oh oh, my Prince Prance is so handsome!"

"Ryoma! Come on, Ryoma!"

"We must win! We must win!"

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"It seems that we are lucky, we really met..."

On the court, Pruns spoke calmly with a fighting spirit on his face.

"Well, if you lose again..." Echizen Ryoma said with a smile, "You won't be able to default on your debt..."

Plance: "..."

"Ahem, I don't know you, but Miss Sakurano is looking here with a smile..."

Pronce closed his eyes and struck some handsome poses.

"I'm not looking at you..."

"What lovely eyes, what a beautiful hairstyle..." Pronce took a deep breath, with a look of intoxication on his face, "Tell me, what kind of flowers does Miss Sakurano like, and what is her favorite color?"

"Uh……"

"You don't even know this. Could it be that you are just Miss Sakurano's pen pal..."

Pronce couldn't help but smile.

"It has nothing to do with this, right?" Ryoma's expression froze, "Maybe... it's white?"

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"Hey, hey, Sakurano, what is that guy doing? Is he deliberately looking for trouble?"

On the court, Tomoka Kosakada was a little confused.

"Well...this..."

Sakura's face turned red.

"It seems that Ryoma has already thrown himself into disarray..."

Fuji couldn't help but chuckle.

"Hahaha, we will definitely be able to collect more interesting data..." Gan Sadaharu curled his lips and smiled slyly.

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"The game starts, the Neon representative team serves..."

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Swish!

Get up, take steps, accumulate strength, swing...

The power of Ryoma's arm exploded instantly, slamming the racket onto the tennis ball!

"Oh, that boy Echizen's serve is much more powerful than before!"

Outside the court, Oishi looked excited as he watched Ryoma's swing.

"That's right, and it's still on the center line!"

Several people in Taocheng feel the same way!

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Swish!

Pronce quickly appeared on the center line of the tennis ball, and then backhanded the tennis ball to the left corner on the opposite side of the court!

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Bang!

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"15-0..."

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The tennis ball quickly escaped from the court and disappeared.

"Are you a bit capable..."

Echizen's eyes widened, showing no change.

Then he swung the racket again!

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"This time it's a sideline serve!" Kikumaru looked expectant in the audience, "It's definitely a perfect ball path!"

stomping on...

Pronce quickly ran to the left sideline, then twisted his body and slapped the tennis ball back!

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"It's amazing, he actually used a tricky angle to swing the racket..."

Shuji Taneshima said with a smile.

"Have you heard of this man before, Duke?"

Phoenix frowned and looked at Duke beside him.

"I have heard some rumors..."

Duke pondered for a moment, and then slowly spoke, "Since he was young, Prince Prince began riding a horse and playing tennis. Because of this, his sense of balance is very strong...

He even has a powerful physique that never loses focus no matter what posture he uses! "

"Oh?"

After everyone heard this, their expressions became more solemn.

Balance has always been an important factor affecting tennis.

A well-balanced player can even play many strange tennis balls that are tricky and difficult to control... If you are careless, you may suffer a big loss...

"Relax, Ryoma's strength is not that simple..." Seeing this, Miyashita chuckled, "That guy is still working hard..."

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Bang!

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"40-0..."

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Bang!

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"Game, the French team won this game, the score is 1-0!"

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"The person who only needed ninety seconds actually won!"

“And he scored on the return serve!”

"So handsome, he deserves to be a prince!"

"Prince! Prince!"