[Net King] Unparalleled Lucky

"Good job." After the end, Duke showed an appreciative smile to Fuji.

Although it is the first time to partner with a junior high school student, if the teammate is perfect... "I look forward to continuing to play doubles with you next time."

"So, is Senior Duke robbing my partner in front of me?" Yukimura asked suddenly.

Forgot for a moment that Bu Er originally had a fixed doubles combination: "...haha, just pretend I didn't say anything."

"A message from Reinhardt who is scouting the scouting match!"

The US team members who were adjusting for the next warm-up match outside the stadium all involuntarily put down their rackets.

"That group of guys from the German team, even if it's a warm-up match, it's impossible to plan to lose, right?" It must be rigorously going all out, isn't the result of the game obvious?

Compared to the other members of the US team who showed a little lack of interest, only Ryoma seemed to have thought of something, and turned his head to look over very seriously.

"The first game... the Japanese team actually won the king's German team!" Suddenly seeing the content of the message, the voice of the person who read the text message couldn't help but amplify.

Everyone else was more or less taken aback.

"Also, pay attention to a junior high school student named Shusuke Fuji... Hey, the two of you came back from the training camp in Japan, do you know anyone named Fuji?" This sentence was asked by the two Echizen brothers.

Echizen remembered the farewell of Fuji and Yukimura at the gate of the base when they left, and couldn't help but think about that photo. He couldn't help pressing the brim of his hat for a while, covering most of his expression, and then snorted coldly: "The German team also Nothing special!"

"What a dishonest guy..." Chike Balentin, who had always had a good relationship with Longya, spread his hands, knowing that he couldn't get anything out of this kid's mouth.

"The little one is having a temper!" On the other hand, Longya pressed her brother's head, and continued regardless of Ryoma's ugly face, "Besides, whether it's the German team or the Japanese team, we just need to win."

Ryoma calmed down and turned his gaze to the gymnasium.

The promise he said must be fulfilled!No matter if it is No.1 or any senior, he will never lose next time! ! !

"Germany VS Japan, now for the second game!"

Atobe and Irie entered the arena at the same time.They looked at the names of the players of the Japanese team that first scrolled on the screen, and they both turned their eyes to the entrance where Germany played on the opposite side.

A man with a tall and straight figure walked down first, and someone outside the court began to breathe out: "That QP actually played in the warm-up match! It's QP!"

Called Q. P's man held the racket in one hand, and walked into the court as if he was strolling in the back garden of his own home. It was not difficult to see the Shen Yun in his aristocratic gestures.

He glanced at the audience who were crazy because of his appearance, and there was a half-smile on the corner of his lips: "Being watched like this... maybe even one-tenth of my strength can't be displayed."

One sentence made Atobe feel a kind of contempt rushing to his face.

Be the first to tell the person's data: "Q.P, which means Quality of Perfect, just by the name he used for registration, you can see that this person has an uncomfortable self-confidence in his modesty."

"It is said that after he was called that, he took Q.P as his official registered name. The original place of birth and name are unknown, but..." Liu paused at this point before continuing, "I heard that in his childhood Just accept a very strict tennis elite education, and belong to the genius group...the elite of the elite!"

"He served as a staff member of the German team, and at the same time was hailed as the highest masterpiece of German tennis childhood education!"

After the introduction, there was a moment of condensation all around.

Only Kirihara raised his hand slightly after reacting for a long time and asked a question: "Wait, how can you tell that his name is modest and confident? And..."

"The translation of his name probably means that this man is perfect in every aspect." This is the most popular Dashi racking his brains to think about how to say it.

With Liu Moran's gaze sweeping over, Kirihara tactfully sealed his mouth.Aggrieved, he turned his head and glanced at Buer, and then sat up straight in disbelief.

Fuji wondered why Kirihara looked at him.

But fortunately, there is Yukimura who understands the brain circuit of his younger generation beside him, pretending to be unintentional: "Kirihara probably wanted to ask, since Q.P and Zhou Zhu are both geniuses, does Zhou Zhu count as an elite among geniuses?"

"What do you think, Jingshi?" Fuji raised the corner of his mouth.

"In my heart, Zhou Zhu is already at the peak." Yukimura said this very immodest sentence without changing his expression.

On one side, Yukimura and Fuji were whispering, and on the other side, Polk finally said to Tezuka, who had been silent beside him, "Go."

"Yes!" Tezuka looked at Atobe in the arena, this time his opponent...is he?

"Shiraishi Shiraishi! Why is Brother Tezuka in the German team!"

Shiraishi couldn't help but twitched his mouth when Xiaojin called Tezuka, did you just notice this?

Even so, he tried his best to patiently explain to him: "It should be to become a professional player. It is said that this time the professional player Polk will also play in the warm-up match."

"That means Brother Tezuka is the enemy!" Xiao Jin was delighted after being surprised. In this case, it means that he can have a fight with Brother Tezuka before seeing Echizen!

As soon as Xiaojin's voice fell, the broadcast on the field began to announce: "The match begins!"

After seeing Tezuka, Atobe was already full of fighting spirit!

"Snapped--!"

Just as the sound of hitting the ball sounded in the field, Fuji closed his eyes.

The result of this match has already been doomed.

From the moment Tezuka swung the racket, Yukimura also understood the gap between the two now.

But even so... Atobe, will you give up?

"The game is over, the German team wins!"

The kingdom crumbles!Atobe's tennis was suppressed in a mess. In the tennis that did not leave any gaps at the beginning, the Japanese team did not score a single point!

Is this the strength of the king's German team?

At the same time... Tezuka really became stronger.

Looking at Atobe kneeling on the ground in embarrassment and Irie sitting slumped in the arena, no one has ever seen the two of them so helpless.

Sweat dripped down the pitch, surrounded by cheers against Germany.

The loser is the bandit.

With a gloomy face, Atobe involuntarily clenched the racket.

"Overwhelming gap in strength..." someone quietly said bitterly.

Facing the two people who had returned gloomy, the waiting room here was silent for a while, a little depressing.

"Germany!"

Kirihara, who has always been offline in English, looked at the national flag held high for the first time and understood the meaning of this word.

"Damn! Damn, hate, hate!" He inserted his fingers deeply into his hair, and shouted, unable to bear the atmosphere, "It's just one victory and one defeat, and we must win in the end!"

As soon as he finished speaking, watching the German player who was steadily coming out of the third game, he became speechless for a while.

Jurgen Parisauch Polk (Borg), the peak professional player in the entire U-[-] Cup.

"As soon as Polk comes out, it means that the game is over." The French team member said so, "It seems that the German team wants to completely defeat the Japanese team."

"Indeed," the ace of the French team finally made his decision, "Let's go."

There is no need to stay here.

"Polke, known as the 'philosopher leading to victory', just turned professional last year and has never lost a single game. His full name is..." Liu felt his throat a little dry.

"Senior Liu, don't say any more...we all know it!" Qie Yuan's face showed fear.

With such a gap, no one, no one can win!

"Let me play!" Suddenly, Tokugawa's cold voice sounded.

Byodoin no longer had the relaxed expression just now, glanced at Tokugawa, and for the first time did not say anything sarcastic: "As you want!"

The high school student is Tokugawa Kazuya... so, who is the junior high student?

who is it!

No one answered.

Atobe suddenly stood up and walked out of the stadium without making a sound, no one could stop him.

Shiraishi sat there silently with his hands clasped, and Sanada struggled on his always solemn face.

"Atobe! What are you going to do!" Sanada finally couldn't help but chased after him.

The arrogant and arrogant man who was walking in front of him stopped in his tracks, his voice was a bit rough: "I... have found what I lack..."

Sanada was taken aback.Even Atobe, who fought such a fierce battle with Irie back then, has now tasted the feeling of being helpless and helpless...

"Are you scared? It's so ugly!"

"This world is so cruel..."

"Since the opponent is the German team of kings,... there is nothing we can do if we are helpless!"

"Damn...! Damn, hate!"

Who wants to play a game that is already in doubt?

"No matter who the opponent is, I will never give up!" Xiao Jin shouted suddenly, but his eyes began to flicker.

The ghost quickly noticed the current state of the junior high school students, and couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

This kind of guy who has never participated in a real world-class competition... Sure enough, the psychological quality is here.The defeat of Atobe and Irie without any resistance has already buried their fear unconsciously.

Looking at the dull atmosphere today, he already knew what the guy next to him was thinking and raised his chin: "Polke..."

"It seems that I have to reach the agreement with Mr. Wesley first, Zhou Zhu." Yukimura glanced at the figure waiting in the arena, and clasped his hands, "Thinking about it... I really look forward to it."

So, at the moment when even a needle could be heard in the waiting area, a soft voice suddenly sounded, breaking the momentary silence: "Sorry, everyone."

Everyone's eyes were on the man's face with the calmest expression in the past, and his coat flew up behind him: "This game... can I play?"

Lucky, village, fine, city!

The author has something to say:

My cold will never get better, and the toilet paper on the table can be piled up after typing...

I feel dizzy after coding, and I guess the quality of sleep tonight will be very, very, good!