The Strongest Master of Prince of Tennis

Chapter 827

“Tick~”

Cold sweat slipped from Ralph’s forehead.

His arm holding the pat was trembling, and there were bursts of tingling pain.

He raised his head and looked at Mifune Zongzheng.

I saw Mifune Zongzheng’s complexion calm, although there was sweat on his face, but not much, much better than Ralph.

Now Ralph’s three stunts have been performed.

But it still has no effect on Mifune Zongzheng and was completely suppressed by Mifune Zongzheng.

This made Ralph unwilling to do so, but at the same time he felt helpless and a deep sense of powerlessness.

“This game is about the victory of the American team, so no matter what, I won’t take a step back!”

Ralph whispered.

After taking a deep breath, the wings of the fallen angel behind him burst into light.

Racquet was shrouded in black brilliance, releasing an icy breath.

what!

The tennis ball flew, and the racquet waved.

The deafening sound rang, and the tennis ball pierced the audience like a bullet.

A hymn of power!

Boom!

The tennis ball fell to the ground and bounced with a loud noise.

Mifune Zongzheng’s eyes are sharp, he no longer wants to continue, and is ready to end the game quickly.

Raise the racquet of 047 in his hand.

boom!

The two touch.

The power of the strongest wreaked havoc.

The air wave spreads like ripples, raising dust all over the ground.

Professional-level stunts, the shape of light batting skills: Flame Suzaku!

Tweeted!

A sharp voice suddenly sounded.

Amid the roar, people seemed to see a sacred beast, Suzaku, full of flames, making a sharp sound and running through the audience.

call out!

The tennis ball blasted through the court like a cannonball.

The air, the air wave, and even the racquet in Ralph’s hands could not withstand this penetration.

boom!

The tennis ball hit the ground, and then flew towards the wall of the stand without any reduction in speed.

Boom!

The walls burst and the audience screamed.

Countless debris flew across, and the air wave rolled up like a storm.

15-0!

Mifune Zongzheng scored.

Two minutes later.

boom!

As the last ball fell, the court trembled. (aica)

The tennis ball rushed out of bounds at extreme speed and hit the wall of the stand.

6-2!

competition is over.

Mifune Zongzheng won the singles second game.

So far.

The Japan team won three wins and one loss, won the knockout round and advanced to the quarterfinals.

“Lost”

Ralph gritted his teeth to keep himself from yelling.

Sweat ran and fell on his unwilling cheeks.

The US team lost.

Stopped in the top 16 and became the first country to be eliminated among the top ten teams in the world.

Unwilling, lost, frustrated, angry!

Various emotions rushed to his heart, making Ralph clenched his fists.

But in the face of this final result, he has nothing to do.

“The players from both sides come to the court to salute!

The referee blew his whistle.

The players of the two teams waiting in the rest area immediately got up and walked towards the court.

But he cheered.

On the other side, the expression was silent.

“Ralph, it’s not your fault, you have done your best!”

The American leader Larry walked onto the court, patted Ralph on the shoulder, and comforted softly.

Every member of the team tried their best.

But this year’s Japan team is really too strong, stronger than any other team.

Even their American team can’t compete.

And the American leader Larry knows.

Even if he is the second singles, he will not be Mifune Zongzheng’s opponent.

It may even be bigger than the club being Ralph.

Because Mifune Zongzheng is the strongest player in this World Cup in France.

At the pinnacle of the professional level.

“Master Larry

Ralph’s clenched fist loosened, but the unwillingness on his face couldn’t dissipate.

“All right!”

“Everyone puts away the loss, even if we lose, we are still the Lions of the US team!”

The U.S. leader will sip Larry.

“Yes!”

The team members took a deep breath, put away the loss on their faces, and came to the net.

“Congratulations!”

The US leader Larry looked at Mifune Zongzheng on the opposite side, and a touch of complexity flashed in his eyes.

In a sigh, he took the initiative to stretch out his hand.

“thanks!

Mifune Zongzheng nodded and clasped the opponent’s hand tightly.

After both sides saluted, the game officially ended.

Mifune Zongzheng also left with the team.

“Maybe this year’s Japan team can really win the French World Cup!

Looking at the group of Mifune Zongzheng, the US leader Larry whispered.

Mifune Zongzheng and his party returned to the rest hotel.

“After a big battle, I finally made it to the quarterfinals. It’s really not easy!

“Yes, but everything is worth it!”

“Speaking of which, this should be the best result of the Japan team in the past ten years!”

“Of course!”

“I remember it used to stop at the group stage!

Tohno Atsukyo were discussing with excitement.

Even when Mifune entered the Dao, he was not as disappointed as usual, instead, he was gulping with alcohol.

Because he is also very happy.

Since Echizen Nanjiro’s session, the luck of Japan’s tennis world seems to have been consumed.

For more than ten years, it has been in a downturn.

This time into the World Cup quarter-finals.

This is the first time in nearly ten years.

And this record was born under the leadership of his coach and his adopted son Mifune Zongzheng.

PS: Thank you very much for your big flowers, support and 10 points to score!

Collection is the motivation of the author’s writing. I hope everyone will support Xiao K’s book more, ask for subscription, ask for automatic subscription, ask for collection, ask for flowers, ask for reward, ask for monthly pass, ask for everything. .