First Minister of Prince of Tennis

Chapter 409 Chamber resistance

Suddenly, the entire venue became quiet, the previous boos all disappeared, and even the voice of the US team became less and less.

"Du Du, you look ugly like this!"

Seeing Du Du who was embarrassed on the ground, Chico Balentin couldn't help but vomit, as if he himself had suffered a great humiliation.

In the same way, the field on their side was destroyed by this home run.

Facing the complaints from his teammates, Birdman couldn't help but smile, no anger appeared on his face, but quickly stood up to shake the dust on his body, and returned to court like an okay person.

"The ability to resist is really good!"

A gleam of light flashed in Duke's eyes, as if he wanted to see through his opponent. Even the hit of the home run, even the Byodo-In Temple, did not dare to underestimate it, and Du Du in front of him became a devil muscle man in his eyes.

It completely inspired Duke's fighting spirit!

"This and Domoto's vigorous serve, it's really good at first sight!"

Chiba murmured while covering her head. If Duke and Watanabe are on the court during the shuffling battle, Domoto is afraid that there will be nothing left.

A group of guys pretending to be pigs and tigers!

However, by the strength of Byodoin Fenghuang, he has the exact certainty that it is full power, but it is a field that will fall into hell if he is not careful.

"Is this the way of power that I have been pursuing? I feel deeply!

Ishida Gin put his hands together, he tried to find Duke-Watanabe to learn from each other, but was repeatedly rejected. Now he understands it. Although his wave ball has been practiced to surpass 108 styles, he is not enough to see Duke's home run.

The atmosphere in the field changed drastically in a short time. Although the fan base of the Japanese team was almost zero, it could not be compared with the US team with a strong support team.

Now it has transformed into spectators from some other countries, and they have begun to have a certain interest in the Japanese team. Besides the voice of the representative team, the voice of the Japanese team can be heard on the field.

"If you didn't admit your mistake, then it should be the'Destruction King" of the original French team. |!"

Reinhardt looked at Duke with a deep momentum. The home run just now was naturally what he expected. After all, he had known each other.

"The original French team?" Echizen Ryoma couldn't help but ask. He still has a good impression of this Uncle Duke. His friendliness and face are exactly inversely proportional. At least it is like this under the court. Take a look at Duke in the court.

Puff!

The sound of the batting recalled everyone's sights, and Ryoma's doubts were also put aside to continue watching.

"Uncle Duke, let me do this!"

"Um!"

Having said that, Duke just turned around and walked to the corner of the baseline, as if the match hadn't started yet, but in fact it was murderous on all sides.

An orange light flashed layer after layer. In a moment, Atobe's brown hair fluttered and appeared not far behind Duke.

what!

In an instant, a black shadow flashed in front of Duke... and Atobe Keigo, who was supposed to be in front of the net, disappeared.

"Your weakness...I have a clear view!"

Atobe's body is slightly arched, full of arrogance. In his eyes are all the weaknesses of Chico Balenting's body, and the countless dense cones of ice, all falling towards his weaknesses in a trance.

Suddenly, he swung down the racquet in his hand, and Atobe's eyes were full of contempt.

All those who do not put the Japanese team in their eyes will surely endure bitter lessons.

"Appeared, the world of ice!"

Several people who have suffered a lot of losses under this beckoning hand have a flash of affirmation in their eyes. As the first player of their junior high school students, Atobe represents more of the face of Japanese middle school students.

At the same time, it also means.... Junior high school students also made their mark in the World Cup!

system!

The tennis ball passed directly beside Chico Ballentin, without a moment of pause, he even had no time to react. Suddenly, the opponent had already scored a point from him.

"Chico, I know it's amazing!"

Du Du was able to remain calm at this time and talk about his teammates with a smile. And Chico Ballentin slowly raised his hand and wiped the cold sweat from his head.

".. Just now... the body can't move!"

Chico Ballentin, who was fully prepared, thought that the return shot would still be done by Duke. As for the middle school student next to him, except for his handsome face, he did not put it at all. In the eyes.

Not to mention, the ball hit by the middle school student was enough to paralyze his body.

"Wow, I won another goal. It's really the Japanese team!"

"Unexpectedly, the junior high school students of the Japanese team also have such a strong strength. It seems that the Japanese tennis world is going to rise in recent years!"

The surrounding audience cheered loudly for the Japanese team again, and their voices became louder and louder. The atmosphere on the court was completely detonated by these two goals. The fans of the Japanese team vaguely felt that they wanted to fight against the US team.

At the same time, it is inevitable that some people pour cold water into the high emotions of everyone, and even make people unable to refute it.

"The national team, which has been dominated for nine consecutive times, is always able to stifle the emerging buds in the cradle in time."

On the high stand, there was also a figure wearing the national team uniform of de. The glasses between the bridge of his nose did not look like a tennis player.

"Atobe, growth is not small!"

Shoujia looked at Atobe with a deep gaze, thinking about going to the national team to become a professional player early and fulfill his dream. I thought that the gap with my peers should have widened a lot. But today I saw the scene of Atobe, and I was deeply moved.

The de national team that directly won the exhibition match in a crushing posture, the opponent didn't even want to have the second match, so he abstained.

"Just on the field to prove that my choice is correct!".

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