The Strongest in Prince of Tennis

Wimbledon.com court.

When Mi Mifūne Nyudō Mi's eyes were on two of the nineteen players including Shimura.

The rest area for the French team players.

"It's amazing, you deserve to be Barthes senior. Even if you are in the court of the game, most of the people outside the court are reporters, sponsor representatives and other team scouts. Few people are really supportive of the French team. , But he still found the feeling of walking on the catwalk the moment he went on the court."

"Of course, Barthes has been invited by Paris Fashion Week, and he is in the state of show time anytime, anywhere!"

"Molao's condition is also good, he is also completely in form."

"Although he is only a first-year player, Morao is actually very strong, and his style of play, personality, and dedication to the show are very compatible with Barthes. Although Barthes and Morao are the doubles combination formed this year, but Whether it is tacit understanding or strength, they are enough to represent the doubles level of our French team.

The French team members said with a smile.

There is strong confidence in their voices and eyes.

Inside the sideline.

Tristan Barthes is tall, handsome, and has an outstanding temperament.

With his clothes open, although his face looks slightly younger than Barthes, it gives a different kind of cute and handsome temperament. The muscle lines on the abdomen are even better than many models' Timothy Morao.

He is showing both!

They are all performing poses that are excellent even during Paris Fashion Week!

suddenly.

The left edge of the rest area for the French players.

"The opponent's player is going to play."

"They are two players who have neither played in the U17 Cup last year nor played in the eight-nation round robin. They should be two of the eleven junior high school players in the Japan team."

08's Edgar Delacroix spoke.

"The two players sent by the other side are very handsome, very suitable to set off each other's temperament."

"According to the data, the head coach of the Japan team, Mifune, was once a world-class fashion designer. Since he chose to send two players who are no less handsome than Barthes and Morao, he is unwilling to compete in terms of handsomeness. "

"So, from the perspective of aesthetic psychology, the probability that the opponent is willing to be at a disadvantage in the result of the game should not be high. The Japanese team should be strong and may not be weak.

Oswald-Dron, standing behind Delacroix's side, analyzed.

Right in the middle of the lounge area.

"I don't want to be at a disadvantage in handsome, and I don't want to be at a disadvantage in the results of the game. The first game showed such an attitude. The Japan team seems to have a good spirit of winning today. I look forward to today's round. The game is over, maybe I can meet Shimura today."

"However, the two players sent are both junior high school students.

"Although from the collected data, the junior high school students of the Japan team are good this year. They eliminated Kaji Kazena and other ten former high school students who had competed in the eight-nation round robin in the internal selection. Performance."

"But Barthes and Morao, they are very strong, even if they are against the German team, the probability of him losing to a junior high school combination is not high."

"In this game, we have a better chance of winning.

Camus said elegantly, and his gaze towards Barthes and Modi was also full of confidence.

The rest area on the other side of the court.

"A combination of these two"

"Although I am not very confident of the tacit understanding between the two of them, it is really hard for me to imagine how defeated the two would look."

Irie Kanata smiled.

"Although I am not as handsome as I am, but the two guys selected by the coach of the three ships are strong enough."

Tohno Atsukyo stroked his hair and said.

The two players from Japan have confidence in the eyes of any French team player.

The rest area is the front row.

"The combination of the two of them is curious and expectant."

Shimura smiled and looked forward.

Although there is an emotion of thinking in his eyes, Shimura's eyes also reveal strong self-confidence.

The location is less than half a meter away from the court sideline.

Hand family and Yukimura.

Three Mifūne Nyudō's three-mouthed cold handsome guy and the beautiful boy who made the object inferior in the beach pick-up match.

The two of them walked to the court with a pat.

One and a half minutes later.

"Barthes, Modi, the Japanese players are also very handsome, but they don't seem to pose at all. The Paris fashion show has zero skills, you are still more handsome!"

"Win the game while being handsome and controlling your opponents!"

"Shimura will win, and the hand will win!"

"Use the victory of this game to start our revenge against the French team!"

Accompanied by the sound of cheering.

"At the U17 World Open, the French team played against the Japan team."

"The first game begins!"

"One game decides the winner!"

"The French team first serve!"

The referee's voice rang from the sidelines.

Behind the baseline.

"The standard posture when preparing to catch the ball does not seem to have any loopholes.

"It deserves to be able to squeeze players like Kimishima out of this U17 Cup. Although they are all junior high school students, they don't seem to have any flaws.

Barthes raised his head and looked straight ahead.

"However, after all, they are the players on the sixth-ranked team this year, and they also squeezed out Junjima from Japan's selection team."

"It's normal for both of them to have this level of foundation.

His eyes were calmly swept over Yukimura and Shoujia on the other side of the court.

The tennis ball is thrown lightly.

The body recedes greatly.

The long legs of the Achilles tendon exert force at the same time.

Racquet swung down quickly.

Bang bang!

Barthes quickly played serve.

After an instant.

The other side of the court.

"Tatatata!

High-frequency footsteps rang.

Yukimura, he took a step immediately after the tennis ball fell into Barthes racquet and rushed forward quickly.

Soon Yukimura was passing the service line.

The other side of the net.

"Tatatata!"

Barthes' footsteps are also very loud.

After completing the serve, Barthes quickly crossed the baseline and entered the court.

during this process..

"As soon as I finished the serve, I started rushing forward without hesitation. The Japanese junior high school student with dark blue hair, according to the data, should be called Seiichi Yukimura. His insight is very good and he is very insightful. I also believe in judgment."

"Such a player, he is not a small threat in the frontcourt.

"However, choosing to go online in the game against us is definitely the wrong choice. Modi's frontcourt defense is stronger than me, and he can fully cooperate with me while restraining the opponent."

"This game starts with Wenkilling the junior high school student who is destined to be isolated and helpless wearing glasses!'

Bart's eyes were burning.

Although Barthes has a sweet smile on his face like a catwalk star, his eyes have been scanned back and forth on Yukimura and his hand.

The front of Barthes.

With his clothes open, the eight muscles of his abdomen are always exposed to the air.

He is going online.

The moment Modi's foot stepped into the frontcourt.

There was a bang.

The tennis ball hit the first and bounced the junior racquet's bombardment sound.

at the same time.

Modi just stepped into the frontcourt.

Bart, who had already worked out a plan to strangle Tezuka with Modi.

Both his eyes changed slightly at the same time.

The rear of Yukimura.

The hand swiped the tennis ball played by Barthes.

In the process of swinging, a very smart white light gradually appeared on the body of the hand.

Whoosh whistling.

Tennis moves quickly in the court.

Just an instant.

The tennis ball moves to the front of the intersection of the baseline and the left sideline.

Lean to the left.

The footsteps move quickly.

Barthes, with long legs, quickly moved to the edge of the court.

racquet slapped.

The arm exerts force.

Bartsson swung his racket to intercept the tennis ball.

At the moment the tennis ball collided with the racquet.

"This power, this rotation

"The opponent is not ordinary. The force and rotation of his return is equivalent to twice that of my serve."

Barthes thoughts turned.

After a short stalemate.

Wrist shaking.

The arm continues to exert force.

Racquet thumped up sharply.

Barthes slapped his hand back with a powerful swipe.

033 in front of the baseline.

One step closer to the center of the backcourt.

Forehand swing.

The hand, who was enveloped by the white air current, easily took the heavy blow from Barthes.

A few seconds later.

One step behind the service line.

"This force is more powerful than my previous shot."

Bart's eyes turned.

Lean forward.

The arm swung forward violently.

Barthes hit the ball more fiercely than before.

After nearly a second.

Under Barthes's gaze.

boom!

The tennis ball slammed into the racquet held by the player.

After a very short time.

boom!

The tennis ball that was picked up by the hand's family was on the racquet in the hands of Barthes with a more powerful way.

The right side of the backcourt.

"The power of tennis has doubled again. The opponent's players do have the ability to counter-attack my ball with double the power. Moreover, judging from the swing process and demeanor, the opponent's consumption is not large. It is very likely to be able to easily double the opponent's ball power with a special stunt."

"However, although this kind of stunt is strong, it is most targeted at players who rely on strength and rotation. As long as you reduce the power of tennis and attack with changes in rhythm, the opponent's stunts are completely useless."

Barthes, who was swinging against the tennis ball, had his eyes flickering.

Retreat with your right foot.

The racquet, who is struggling with the tennis ball, moves back.

Barthes used his powerful ball control to reduce the power carried by the tennis ball.

After an instant.

The sound of brushing.

The sound of the tennis ball being rubbed.

The racquet in Barthes hand was cut on the ground of racquet.

Tennis moves in the air with the ultimate goal of pointing straight to the corner of the front court.

The moment the tennis ball is about to cross the net.

The rest area of ​​the French team.

"The change of trajectory."

The strength and sensitivity to tennis are the best for the entire French team, Camus' pupils shrank slightly.

After the tennis ball has crossed the net nearly one metre.

"Such a tennis trajectory"

All the players of the French team, including Modi and Barthes in the field, their eyes have changed.

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