The Strongest Master of Prince of Tennis

Chapter 896

on court.

Mifune Zongzheng and the Spanish player Puyol face off across the net.

The eyes are facing each other, as if there is lightning in an invisible clash.

boom!

The breath on the body collided.

The dust all over the ground was picked up by this terrifying breath.

“Guru~”

“The most intense match of the World Cup semi-finals is finally about to begin!”

“It’s terrible breath, just from this breath you can know how strong the two are.”

The surrounding audience swallowed, both in terror and excitement.

“I’ve been looking forward to this game for a long time!

The Spanish general Puyol spoke in a deep voice.

Six months ago, he was a highly anticipated high school student genius player.

And he is also the youngest professional-level powerhouse among the four major professional-level high school students.

But the result?

However, in the international exchange competition, he lost to Mifune Zongzheng, a junior high school student.

Achieved the title of Mifune Zongzheng, the world’s first genius.

From then on, Puyol made up his mind to defeat Mifune Zongzheng.

So this game is not only related to the team’s victory or defeat.

It was Puyol’s battle of revenge.

“Yes?”

“Then are you ready to lose?”

The corners of Mifune Zongzheng’s mouth were curved, and the originally gentle gaze was more oppressive and aggressive.

“It’s not necessarily me who loses!

The Spanish general Puyol tit-for-tat.

The two confronted each other again, and the breath on their bodies kept colliding.

Although the game has not yet started, the confrontation between the two has already begun.

“Two or two players, please prepare!”

The referee on the side swallowed.

The breath released by the two was so terrible that even the referee could not bear it.

“let’s start!”

Mifune Zongzheng said, then turned to the baseline.

The Spanish general Puyol also took a deep look at Mifune Zongzheng and came to the serve area.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The sound of the tennis ball bounced, and the audience fell silent.

Everyone looked at Puyol, wondering what kind of strength the other side will show, whether they can defeat Mifune Zongzheng and lead the Spanish team to the final.

what!

Under everyone’s gaze, the Spanish main player Puyol violently raised the tennis ball.

The slightly side of the body jumped, and racquet fought hard.

boom!

There was a loud noise.

With the hard swing of the racket, the tennis ball flew out like an arrow from the string.

Because of the violent friction with the air, a red flame is produced on the surface.

The horn of charge!

One of Puyol’s serve stunts.

He compared with Mifune Zongzheng half a year ago, so he knows the strength of Mifune Zongzheng.

I understand even more that only by fighting with all my strength can we win.

Boom!

The roar exploded.

The blazing atmosphere is permeated, even the surrounding audience can perceive it.

“Are you so serious in the beginning?

Mifune Zongzheng’s eyes narrowed.

You must know that the Spanish general Puyol is a professional master.

Although I don’t know the specific strength now, it will never be weaker than Leo, Carlos and others.

Naturally, he would not underestimate such a master of the face.

what!

Mifune Zongzheng rushed out quickly.

An afterimage pierced through the entire court, and it was almost before the landing point in the blink of an eye.

Boom!

The tennis ball has just landed.

Like a meteorite, it releases a hot breath.

After the hitting ground trembled, it bounced rapidly.

Mifune Zongzheng made a mistake and stopped instantly.

Racquet has been raised high, the muscles of his arms are highlighted, and then he swipes hard.

boom!

The dull hit sound rang.

Tennis rusher racquet, terrible power continues to wreak havoc.

Racquet made a noise, as if groaning in pain.

“” Although this ball is powerful, it belongs to the best hit point. ”

Mifune Zongzheng’s eyes flashed.

There are many ways to deal with the best shot.

And the most effective is to use sweet spot cutting.

what!

Racquet picked up slightly.

After tilting 45 degrees, strenuously cut across.

Stabbed!

There was a sharp rubbing sound.

The tennis ball, which had been violently impacted, stagnated, and instantly froze in the air.

With the swing, it flies back.

“The Minister’s sweet spot technology has reached its peak.”

(Obtained) Mitsuya Akuto was surprised.

Sweet spot cutting can indeed resolve the sweet spot.

But most people can’t do it like Mifune Zongzheng, just swinging a bat will completely dissolve the power of the ultimate goal.

“Not only sweet spot technology, but also countermeasures!”

Irie Kanata shook his head and said.

Because Mifune Zongzheng immediately counterattacked after dissolving the power of the ball, returning a stronger ball.

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