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"It's not bad!"

Ryoma's eyes flashed with solemnity, and then he exchanged pitches with Pruns...

The next moment he faced Prons' serve, he rushed over!

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Bang!

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Bang!

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Swah——

In another moment, the tennis ball was quickly knocked away by Ryoma and rushed towards the left corner of Prongs!

This ball is very similar to the ball that Prance originally hit back, even the position of the ball back is the same!

"too naive!"

Suddenly, Pronce hunched over his body and quickly appeared in the corner of the court...

Then with a swing that violated the center of gravity, he quickly threw it away...

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"15-0, France..."

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"continue!"

Ryoma stepped out of the Hot Wheels with his feet and rushed towards the tennis ball again!

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Bang!

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"30-0!!"

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Bang!

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"40-0..."

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bang...

"Game, the French team won this game, the score is 2-0!"

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"Ah ah ah, how could it be useless? Ryoma was actually suppressed..." Horio looked unbelievable...

"Indeed, the opponent's tennis is so tricky, it's like the center of gravity doesn't exist!"

Katsuo nodded.

"Then...then what should we do next..."

"Don't worry!" Kosakata glanced at Katsuro who was speaking and shook his head quickly, "That's Ryoma, how could he lose to that prince! There must be a way!"

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"Prince! Prince! Prince! Prince!"

"Ryoma! Ryoma!"

"Victory! Ryoma!"

"..."

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"Hey...boy..."

On the court, Prance had a slight smile on his face, holding a tennis ball in his left hand and pointing at Ryoma, "That's it. Your unwillingness to admit defeat makes me super unhappy."

Ryoma: "..."

"You're not even close yet!"

Ryoma lightly pressed the brim of his hat and didn't take it to heart.

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Bang!

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Bang!

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"Game, 3-0, the French team wins this game!"

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Bang!

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Bang!

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"Game, 4-0..."

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"No...no way...little one..."

Kikumaru looked anxious.

"It seems like it's all ninety seconds, whether it's catching the ball or serving..." Tomoka Kosakada suddenly discovered something and exclaimed, "Every game ends in 90 seconds!"

"Ryoma..."

Sakurano's eyes were full of worry, and she couldn't help but clench her hands...

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"By the way, I heard that in the previous competition, that prince had the shortest competition record of 29 minutes and 30 seconds..."

Miyashita suddenly smiled and spoke.

"Ah..." Shengxiong felt a little bad, "Can he end the game within half an hour in such a world-class competition?"

"Ryoma...he doesn't want to lose!"

Horio also looked shocked.

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Bang!

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The tennis ball was thrown again by Ryoma, and then it was thrown vigorously towards the corner of the court...

However, Plance's expression remained unchanged and he still dexterously hit him back!

"It's useless, this trick will hardly have any effect!"

Oni Jujiro spoke solemnly.

Phoenix, Tokugawa and the others could not help but frown tightly.

"Wait, that is..."

Suddenly, Kirihara exclaimed.

Then everyone saw a faint white light suddenly appear on Echizen Ryoma's body on the court!

Bang!

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Ryoma galloped forward, threw his body forward, and unexpectedly hit the ball back with a completely counterintuitive attitude!

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"15-0..."

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"The secret of self-refinement..."

Miyashita spoke slowly.

Prons has a really strong sense of balance.

But relying on "hard work", Longma was able to imitate Prongs.

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"The struggle...is getting more and more interesting!"

With a slight smile on his lips, Plance looked at Ryoma, but he didn't take it seriously.

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clap clap clap...

Ryoma patted the tennis ball lightly, then changed the racket to his right hand.

Immediately afterwards, he volleyed and hit an "outside-spin serve"!

Chi chi chi——

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"That little guy seems to be ambidextrous just like us..."

In the waiting area of ​​the French team, Morlot smiled and spoke.

"No matter which hand he switches to, it can't change the fact that he was scored by the prince!"

Tristan smiled and shook his head slightly.

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Bang!

The tennis ball quickly landed on the center line of the court and flew towards the outside of the court!

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Tatata!

Prongs frowned and quickly returned to the center line of the court to hit the ball!

But Ryoma has been waiting for a long time...

The moment Pronce swung the racket, he adjusted the angle again and hit the tennis ball towards the center line again!

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"Again... the center line again?"

Outside the court, Jonard stared slightly, "Isn't this just giving the ball to the prince to score?"

"No...no, his angle..."

Edgar frowned and instantly locked the space between Pronce's legs!

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"Damn it! If this ball flew past my crotch, it would be so embarrassing..."

Pronce thought for a moment and quickly swatted the tennis ball back!

However, Ryoma saw the opportunity again, his legs were as fast as fire, he made a COOL volley, and his hands fell to the center line in an instant!

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Bang!

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Bang!

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"I see, as long as we block the ball at the center line, we can control the prince's counterattack..."

Camus looked at the ball with a confused expression.

But soon, he became a little confused again.

What's the point?

If you keep giving the ball to your opponent, there is no hope of scoring...

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"Why on earth is this... a way of playing that I can't understand!"

"That little guy..."

Gui, Irie and others were also a little puzzled.

Strictly speaking, this protracted fighting style was very detrimental to Echizen.

Not only do you need to keep running, catch the tennis ball at the right time, but you also need to accurately return the tennis ball to the opponent's midline node...

Over time, Echizen's physical strength will be exhausted.

"Perhaps...he is looking for an opportunity..."

Miyashita said.

Defeating Prongs when he was most proud...perhaps it was that guy's bad taste!

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Bang!

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Bang!

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"You stupid guy, do you have to make such a worthless bet?"

Watching the tennis ball fall towards the center line again, Pronce sneered and then swung the racket...

The next moment, Ryoma took a deep breath and slapped the tennis ball back!

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"The speed of the ball has slowed down! Prince!"

“Prince! Prince! Prince!!

"Come on!!!"

"..."

Prons snorted and glanced at Ryoma, followed by a handsome smash!

The next moment, he seemed to see this interesting "love rival" being beaten away in a panic.

"Wait! What lights up?!"

Suddenly, Plance's expression changed slightly.

Then the tennis ball that entered Ryoma's racket became dazzling, as if it turned into a ray of light, getting bigger and bigger in front of his eyes!

"Careful, prince!"

"Quickly open!"