Legendary Light of Prince of Tennis

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“The match between Japan and France in the U-17 World Cup

Soon, the rest time passed, and referee announced the start of the second match of Doubles One.

This set is very important, because if the French team won the doubles one, the Japanese team would lose the match.

“Come on, French team!”

“Roar!”

“Take the match!”

The fans of the French team were very excited, cheering loudly for the French players on the court.

On the court, the players of both sides returned to their respective positions and stood up.

“Edgar, do you want to be the same as the last one?”

The color on Jonal’s face has been wiped off. He wears big-rimmed glasses and looks at Edgar and asks.

“No, this time, change it!”

Edgar’s artistic cell was so active that he took out his paintbrush and began to draw facial makeup on Jonal’s face.

boom!

Bang–bang!

With the crisp sound of the ball echoing in the delay, the match began again.

Jonal in the second set was completely different from his previous style. He became very excited and excited.

“Haha, try this trick!

While sipping to the two of the Japanese team, they struggling to hit the tennis ball.

“Bang 190–”

There was a batting sound, and the tennis ball turned into a yellow arrow off the string. The “swish” cut through the air and hit the court of the Japanese team with a sharp whistling sound.

what!

However, Maori reacted extremely quickly after “getting into the state”, and judged the tennis ball’s impact at the moment Jonal hit the tennis ball.

When the tennis ball hit the ground, Maori happened to appear on the side of the tennis ball.

“Received!”

Seeing Mōri Juzaburō hit the opponent’s tennis back in a strange posture, the Japanese junior high school students screamed in excitement.

At this time,

“It’s too early to be happy, the attack on the opposite side is not over yet!”

Jing Zhiguang looked at the French team players on the court and said in a deep voice.

on court.

call out!

The tennis ball passed the net and was about to hit the French team’s baseline.

Stare!

Suddenly, a figure appeared in front of the net for an instant.

“Look at me!

I saw a gleam in Edgar’s eyes,

“Chew!”

With a low sip, racquet clenched his arm and swung it over.

boom!

Racquet and the tennis ball collided, Edgar’s force changed the direction of the tennis ball,

And added more terrifying power and spin to the tennis.

簌簌簌!

Shoo!

In the gust of wind, the tennis ball turned into a tornado and swept across.

“hiss!”

Seeing the overwhelming tornado on the field, the audience was shocked.

“what is this?”

“tornado!’

“There is such a tennis ball, you really deserve to be an artist on the court!!!”

Seeing Edgar turning tennis into a force of nature, the people in the auditorium boiled.

Bang!

The tennis ball that turned into a tornado swept past Mōri Juzaburō’s defender, and then hit the Japanese team’s ground fiercely.

There was a dull and loud crashing sound from delay, and a faint dust filled all around.

“In this game, the French team won, the score was 0-1!”

The referee opened his mouth and announced the score.

The French team took the lead in winning the next game and achieved a good situation at the beginning of the second set.

“boom–”

call out!

Mōri Juzaburō, who had fallen asleep, was fully fired. Although every stroke of his ball is weird, he can always return to his opponent’s tennis at the fastest and best time.

I saw his eyes closed naturally, holding the racquet against (cgab) tennis ball in his hand,

The body twisted and then struck hard.

The tennis ball turned into a streamer and hit the opposite French team

“In this round, the Japanese team won with a score of 1-1!”

But after Maori’s hard work, he finally won a round for the Japanese team.

“It seems that we need to add a little more fierce material, otherwise it won’t work!’

Edgar used the paintbrush again to add a color to Jonal.

And with Edgar’s “help”, Jonal’s tennis power is even more powerful and amazing.

After a while, the French team took the lead again.

“In this game, the French team won with a score of 1-2!”

“In this game, the French team won, the score was 1-3!”

The referee’s voice on the court sounded from time to time, and the French team had won the match one after another.

The score between the two teams is also slowly increasing.

“Is Maori still too reluctant to deal with two people alone?’

Looking at the situation on the field, Mitsuya Akuto of the Japanese team pushed his glasses and said.

“What is Ajutsu doing?”

On the other hand, Akutsu, who has always been a little “lost”, the junior high school students of the Japanese team are puzzled.

The area of ​​the French team.

“Very good, it won’t be a problem to win the match of doubles one like this!”

“Handsome guy” said with a chuckle.

“Paris Show” Di Modi listened and nodded,

“Speaking of which, Jonal’s performance is really good.”

He looked at Jonal and praised.

Next to him, Camus’ fingers wrapped around the curly hair on his head lightly, and he said in his mouth:

“Edgar’s painting is a kind of hypnosis for Jonal. Because I believe in Edgar so much, I can release the potential in my body.

After Camus finished speaking, he remembered one thing, turned his head and glanced at the French team players, and found that there was no such figure, he couldn’t help but said:

“correct!”

“Where did the prince go!”

Hearing Camus’s words, the members of the French team looked at each other and replied:

“I haven’t seen him since the beginning.”

“Really?”

After receiving this reply, Camus frowned slightly, and he whispered softly in his mouth.

“In this round, the Japanese team won, with a score of 2-4!”

On the field, Mōri Juzaburō once again regained a round, but it seemed impossible to catch up with the score by relying solely on him. .