Chapter 820 Take a dish

Finding that Plance has improved slightly in these short few goals, Jing Zhiguang praised him in his heart.

The opponent can get the honor of the “ace prince” and is valued by the entire French tennis world. It is not only the unique style of play that has been cultivated since childhood, but its own talent and strength!

“It’s no wonder that in the original book, you can compete with Echizen Ryoma. He is indeed a genius prince, it’s just that.”

Jingzhi’s eyes flashed with a gleam, and he clenched racquet tightly, using the technique of returning the ball he learned from his opponent, he smashed the past without hesitation.

boom!

call out!

I saw a streamer cut through the court, “bang”, and quickly hit the French team’s back halftime.

Planes’ pupils constricted slightly, and his body moved slightly, but before he could catch up with the tennis ball, the ball had ejected out.

“In this game, the Japanese team won, the score was 1-0!”

Referee looked at where the tennis ball fell and immediately announced the score.

In the end, the serve bureau was retained by Jing Zhiguang.

“It’s a pity, there was no break in the end!!

In the stands, some people can’t help but sigh when they see this result.

Plance’s first three goals quickly scored points from Jing Zhiguang’s hands. People thought he could break serve.

Hearing this sigh, some people next to him nodded in agreement:



“Yes, I thought that the French team player could win a game from the professional players.

“Sure enough, it’s still far

However, compared with the regrets of these neutral people or fans of the French team, the supporters of the Japanese team are elated.

The person on the field did not disappoint them!

They clamored and shouted:

“The Japanese team must win! The Japanese team must win!”

“The Japanese team must win!”

The sound was loud and resounding through the sky.

On the court, Plance’s face was slightly gloomy, glanced at the tennis ball behind him, and slowly closed his eyes.

Opponents once again scored points with their own way of playing, which is really “slap in the face”.

“Call”

Immediately, he let out a long breath. After removing his eyes, he looked at Jing Zhiguang on the opposite side solemnly.

“It’s really strong!”

Plance whispered softly in his mouth. Although he didn’t want to say that, but he had to admit it.

The man opposite deserves to be a genius praised by the entire world of tennis.

I thought a lot in my mind, but only a second or two passed, Planes adjusted his mentality, looked at the French team players who were watching him on the sidelines, his eyes became firm, and he looked at Jing Zhiguang and shouted in a low voice. :

“But I can’t lose in this match!!!”

If he loses this game, the French team’s journey in this U-17 World Cup will end here.

so

what!

Planes took out a tennis ball from his pocket, and the serve was rotated.

This is his serve bureau.

“…”bring it on!”

The prince gritted his teeth, raised his wrist and tossed the tennis ball.

call!

boom!

The movements are neat and tidy, and the racquet is swung in one go.

Only a clear impact sounded, and the tennis ball flew to the opposite side like a bullet.

On the opposite side, Jing Zhiguang looked at the French prince’s tennis ball with a calm expression, his eyes calm.

monument!

Bang–bang!

With the sound of hitting the ball, the match started again.

Prince Plance of the French (Denowell) team was fully fired and launched attack after attack.

but

“In this round, the Japanese team won, the score was 2-0!”

boom!

Bang!

“In this round, the Japanese team won, the score was 3-0!”

The score on the field widened step by step.

And it didn’t take a while, as Jing Zhiguang took the serve again to score points.


“The match is over, the score is 6-0, and the Japanese team won in the first set!”

Referee raised his hand and announced loudly that the first set of match was over. .

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