Legendary Light of Prince of Tennis

Chapter 390 True or false, dreamland (seeking support!)

Wimbledon, on court No. 1, is currently undergoing a match.

boom!

call out--

A tennis ball quickly passed through the mid-court, and with a sharp whistling sound, it hit the court of the Italian team.

Then only a sound of "bang"" was heard, and the tennis ball immediately bounced,

Whoosh whoosh!

The sound of the tennis ball is getting closer and closer, and it is about to fly out of the bounds.

at this time,

Boom!

Alessandro kicked his feet and appeared before the tennis ball.

La--

Seeing the tennis ball, I saw a gleam in his eyes, his arm muscles bulged, and he swung racquet vigorously.

"call!"

The net racquet is passing by in delay, bringing up a rush of air currents,

After crossing a short arc in delay, racquet hit the tennis ball accurately!

"what!"

Alessandro let out a low sip,

boom!

Accompanied by the crisp sound of hitting the ball,

Stabbed!

The tennis ball is like a shooting star across the sky, passing through the entire "seventy three" court in an instant,

call out--

Woolen cloth!

Under the eyes of everyone, directly passing by Jing Zhiguang's side,

It hit the ground behind him, and then flew out!

"Italian team scored, score 3-5!"

The voice of referee also sounded immediately,

Listening to referee's voice, the corner of Alessandro's mouth was slightly curved.

Now the score is 3-5. Although Jing Zhiguang scored three points midway, he was still leading.

Now it's the end of the match!!!

Alessandro looked at Jing Zhiguang on the opposite side,

At this moment, Jing Zhiguang is breathing heavily,

"Call"

Panting, sweat is like rain, sweat drops on the ground with a faint sound,

The broken black hair was wet, clinging to the forehead, a look of embarrassment, and it formed a sharp contrast with the graceful and relaxed drink when he appeared on the stage!

"Humph!"

With a cold snort, Alessandro's eyes flashed by,

"The strength of Jing Zhiguang is nothing."

"It's just like this"

He muttered softly, and then there was a hint of excitement in his eyes.

Talking excitedly,

".. I just need to win the next round, if I win the next round"

The following words were not said,

He was so excited that he couldn't speak,

As long as he wins the next game, he can win a precious victory for the Italian team.

And it was a victory against Jing Zhiguang!!!

This gold content is unimaginable

He, Alessandro, will lead the Italian team to the top!

I have never been so confident, at this moment, Alessandro is bold and energetic

The match continues,

boom!

Bang--bang!

The fierce batting sound kept coming,

The tennis ball was hit back and forth by both sides on the court, and the hitting sound was clear and loud!

Time passed slowly,

boom!

boom!

"Damn it's getting harder and harder to score!"

A drop of sweat dripped from Alessandro's forehead, and the more he reached the end, the more he felt the difficulty of his opponent.

However, he has no doubts. After all, the opponent is a well-known master in the world of tennis.

So it's normal to be difficult!!!

Alessandro hinted to himself deep in his heart,

"It will be over soon!!!"

call out--

The tennis ball quickly skimmed the net and shot towards this side, at a rapid speed, like a shooting star

Watching tennis hit,

Stare!

Alessandro moved his legs quickly, catching up with the tennis ball at the moment of his death.

"Get me back!"

He roared in a low voice, and the racquet who raised his right hand was slammed in the past,

boom!

The tennis ball traverses an arc and shoots towards the baseline on the opposite corner of the court.

I only saw Jing Zhiguang running fast,

But it's still a little bit short,

"what!

Struggling to pounce, want to save this tennis ball,

Woolen cloth!

But it was still a step late, and his body fell heavily to the ground.

Only a "swish" was heard, and the tennis ball passed in front of his racquet and hit the ground.

"Italian team scored 0-15!'

Listen to referee's voice,

"call

Alessandro panted lightly. After such a long match, he consumed too much physical strength and already felt his own fatigue.

There was a little sweat on his face, and his spirit seemed to be exhausted

Frowning, Alessandro calmed the waves in his heart,

"There are three more goals."

He muttered silently in his mouth.

boom!

Bang--bang!

monument--

The last few balls turned into a long tug of war, and another half an hour or so passed.

boom!

A streamer hit the court, and then quickly ejected out,

At the same time, the voice of referee also rang,

"Italian team scored 0-30!"

Alessandro was sweating at the moment, and he only felt exhausted, and his eyelids seemed to be closed at any time.

There was a trance in front of me,

The world feels unclear

"There are two more goals."

He whispered intermittently in his mouth.

Forcibly gathered spiritual strength, struggling to grasp the racquet in hand,

Pick up your left wrist,

La--

The tennis ball was thrown by him,

"what!"

He snorted loudly, gritted his teeth and played the tennis ball vigorously.

Swing pat, lead pat,

boom!

The tennis ball is like an arrow from the string, shot through the air,

簌簌!

After crossing a bright trajectory in delay, it smashed onto Jing Zhiguang's court with a curve.

On the opposite side, Jing Zhiguang didn't even move any abnormalities!

Alessandro's eyes narrowed slightly, he didn't know what the other party was doing?

But at this time, he heard referee's voice,

"Italian team scored 0-40!"

This made Alessandro feel at ease,

No matter what Jing Zhiguang is doing, he has already got the match point of the last match!

La--

Slowly took out a tennis ball, even though his spirit seemed to be overdrawn at the moment,

Alessandro was still gritting his teeth and struggling to hit the final goal.

"boom!"

The crisp sound of hitting the ball rang,

The tennis ball is like a yellow beam, shooting towards the opposite side,

call out!

Twisted and twisted~

Through the net, with a gust of wind,

Under the gaze of Alessandro,

The tennis ball hit Jing Zhiguang's feet straight,

Bang!

However, Jing Zhiguang remained motionless, letting the tennis ball eject and flew past her, and flew behind her.

"."

Alessandro's eyes widened, and he didn't understand what this was done.

But he saw it, the tennis ball hit the wall,

Puff!

There was a sound, and then it fell to the ground.

"ended "

A surprise of 0.0 appeared in Alessandro's eyes, and he couldn't help but say,

"I... I won!!!"

It’s really like dreaming, he won Jing Zhiguang,

Although the process is so difficult,

But! He, Alessandro of Italy defeated Jing Zhiguang of Japan!!!

咚 咚 咚咚

The beating sound from the tennis has never stopped,

"what happened

This made Alessandro's eyes stare and looked over,

I only heard the sound getting louder and louder,

His pupils suddenly shrank, the picture turned upside down, and the world seemed to be cracked.

"Ahhhhhhh!"

Unbelievable, can't help but cover his head,

Alessandro looked around, the audience seemed to freeze, space and time seemed to be time out!

boom!

As if to hear a sound,

It suddenly went dark, the whole world was like a piece of glass, with a click,

Shattered

"You seem to have a good dream?"

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