Chapter 901

“Huh~”

The Spanish general Puyol took a hard breath.

In addition to dignified gaze at Mifune Zongzheng, there was also fear.

Relying on the power of another dimension to blast a ball is more terrifying than he imagined.

In his current state, he couldn’t handle it at all.

“Lord Puyol has been suppressed.

Faulkner clenched his fists.

Since I met Puyol, the opponent has always won every battle and has never lost.

But now he was completely suppressed and only got one point.

This made him a little bit unbelievable.

“This is the strength of the first person in the new generation of the world.”

Medanore took a deep breath.

Knowing that Puyol is not too weak, but Mifune Zongzheng is too strong.

Under this extreme confrontation, Mifune Zongzheng was completely fearless, and became more and more courageous.

“This guy is a monster!

Narnia swallowed.



I have never seen a player like Mifune Zongzheng. Compared to the game, he is as desperate as he is.

“But Mifune Zongzheng can’t do nothing at all, right?

Ignis said solemnly.

Although Mifune Zongzheng suppressed Puyol.

But no matter who can tell, Mifune Zongzheng has not achieved a huge advantage.

After so long in the battle, I didn’t even win a game.

“indeed!

“Although the score is Mifune Zongzheng leading, but the other side is also consumed, so everyone does not need to be pessimistic.

Button nodded.

Puyol is also a professional master.

Although the tennis shot is not as strong as Mifune Zongzheng, it should not be underestimated.

Mifune Zongzheng has resisted for so long, and it must have been uncomfortable.

“Um”!

The Spanish team members nodded when they heard this.

on court.

The Spanish general Puyol took a deep breath.

Facing the powerful Mifune Zongzheng, he felt a great pressure.

This kind of pressure is several times stronger than when it was against the top players on the ATP list.

“But the game has just begun!

His eyes were cold, and he was not discouraged.

Because he still has his hole cards to play, he doesn’t think he will lose at all.

“Huh~”

He took a deep breath and closed his eyes.

Knowing that the game is at this time, there is no need to hide.

Now it’s time to use the hole cards.

The eyes that had been closed closed once again opened, but the pupils were already white and there was no trace of color.

The strong breath dissipated from the body, as if it did not exist at all.

“What happened?”

“The breath on Puyol seems to have disappeared.”

“Isn’t it a special technique used?”

The surrounding audience noticed this, and then they started talking in a low voice.

“Finally appeared, the state of the bullfighting god!

Medanore let out a sigh of relief.

Every professional player has his own stunts, and Puyol naturally does the same.

And the status of the god of bulls is the biggest support of the Spanish general Puyol.

“We in Spain are keen on bullfighting, and every bullfight is a person with agility and concentration.

“And Puyol even uses the state of bullfighting to concentrate his mind and become the god of bullfighting.”

A smile appeared on Narnia’s face.

Humans have too many distracting thoughts.

In the game, if you think too much, it will affect your performance.

And the state of the bullfighter is absolutely calm.

In the case of abandoning any distracting thoughts, the players can concentrate on the game, so as to give full play to their strength.

The Spanish leader Puyol entered the state of the bullfighting god, and his strength increased by at least one third.

One-third doesn’t look like much.

But a professional-level powerhouse increases one-third of his strength, it is terrifying, and it can be said that it has increased to a level.

what!

The Spanish player Puyol throws the tennis ball up.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Three sounds sounded, and the tennis ball appeared out of bounds.

Mifune Zongzheng, who was in a defensive posture, stopped looking, then quickly turned his head to look.

I saw a grass green tennis ball bouncing out of bounds.

40-30!

Spain main player Puyol scored!

Puyol’s spirits and spirits who have entered the state of the god of bullfight are highly concentrated.

A series of batting moves were completed in one go.

That kind of speed even Mifune Zongzheng can’t react.

“”Why did Puyol become so fast?”

Yuan Zhe also looked incredulous.

“Look at his eyes!

Mōri Juzaburō said solemnly.

“Eye?”

Everyone was taken aback, and quickly looked around.


I saw the Spanish main player Puyol’s eyes pale, and it seemed that he had lost (well) all the colors.

“How is this going?

Ping Shanzhi couldn’t help asking.

But Mōri Juzaburō shook his head. He didn’t know what happened.

what!

In the discussion of several people, Puyol continued to serve.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

There were three overlapping sounds again, and when people continued to look at it, the tennis ball was already out of bounds.

40-40!

But within a minute, the Spanish main player Puyol tied the score.

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