The Strongest in Prince of Tennis

U17 Cup final.

The fifth game.

Shimura vs. Polk.

The referee announced the fifth second after the start of the game.

Behind the baseline.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The sound of the tennis ball hitting the ground rang.

Polk patted the tennis ball, feeling the strength of the tennis ball from the ground again and again, so as to adjust the various emotions in his heart.

Ten seconds later.

Polk's fingers bent, and the tennis ball bounced from the ground was firmly grasped in his hand.

at the same time.

"Shimurasuke!"

Polk looked at Xiang Zhimura flatly.

Although there is dignity deep in his eyes, the gaze from his eyes seems very calm.

"The German team must win, the German team champion! Polk must win, Polk champion!"

"Polk! Polk!"

"Come on, Shimura, the Japan team will win!"

"Shimura, sweep your opponents!

Outside the field, the enthusiastic cheering of the Japanese spectators and German supporters did not seem to have even a slight impact on his mood.

Over ten thousand spectators in the stands watched.

Polk adjusted his mind to a calm state.

Slightly bent knees.

Lean back.

Strengthen your legs.

The body quickly jumped into the air.

The arm swung down fiercely and swiftly.

racquet pulled quickly.

He used the professional standard posture to prepare before serve, and then blasted the tennis ball with his racket.

"Bang! Brush!

The sound of impact and friction sounded at the same time.

The tennis ball is like an out-of-the-box cannonball, instantly given a strong forward momentum.

After nearly a second.

The edge of the frontcourt that is less than two centimeters from the intersection of the service line and the sideline.

Loud bang.

The ground vibrates and the dust rises.

Polk's tennis ball hit the ground heavily.

"Swipe!

After a brief and rapid friction.

The tennis ball quickly bounced off the court in a very low trajectory.

In the stands outside the stadium.

"Such a drop point, rotation, trajectory, strength, direction and height after bounce."

"As expected of Polk!"

Medanore looked at his old opponent with admiration.

Although Polk's serve action looks very ordinary, it is not complicated, let alone gorgeous. However, the trajectory, speed, rotation, power of the tennis ball, and the trajectory, speed, and power after landing on the ground, all possess very high quality.

no doubt.

Polk's serve looks very ordinary, but he definitely has a professional level.

Moreover, Polk's serve is almost exactly the same as Polk's first serve when he played against a Swedish player in the warm-up match.

This means that although Polk played in the final game of the final game is very critical and very important. It is about whether the German team's consecutive championships will continue or end directly, but Polk's state still has not been affected by any negative effects. .

He still maintains his peak state!

side of the court.

The rest area of ​​the German team.

"Jurgen Barisavitch-Polk, a man whose momentum is like a giant mountain, who will never waver at any time."

"This is the head of our German team!"

QualityofPerfect.

His eyes on the court were flooded with light.

Like the ace Medanore of the Spanish team, Quality of Perfect, he also saw that Polk's state was not affected by negative emotions such as pressure.

After an instant.

The ace Medanore of the Spanish team.

Quality of Perfect is known as the highest masterpiece of German tennis junior education.

His eyes shifted to the side and rear of the tennis ball.

inside the court.

It's about one meter behind the tennis ball.

The body is tilted.

The racquet presses down.

The whole body was enveloped in black gas armor, Shimura who started to move sideways and forward before the tennis ball left Polk's racquet, and stopped behind the tennis ball.

He swung his racket towards the tennis ball.

After an instant.

The harsh rubbing sound of the brush was born.

Shimura stopped Polk's tennis ball and hit the tennis ball in a straight line to the front court with a precise cut that pointed straight to the bottom of the tennis ball.

"Tattoo!"

The footsteps rang soon.

One side of the stand.

In the rest area, he watched the whole process of Shimura's own Amadeus, Pete Lambir.

"Can you have this reaction speed in the match with Shimura?"

"Polk, it can only be said that he is the leader of the German team who is known as the philosopher leading to victory!"

He couldn't help sighing.

The other side of the court.

I used to play against Shimura. I was able to pass the infinite passion and love of tennis in the game and leave Shimura with the ball. The racquet can accurately "hear" all the information that tennis carries in an instant.

"Very strong intuition and professional tennis literacy!

"The whole body is covered by black air currents. In this state, Shimura can hardly detect any information about him."

"Polk, judging from the time when he took his first step, although he failed to predict Shimura's actions, he also judged the approximate fall of the tennis at the moment the tennis was released from Shimura's racquet. Points are equal to tennis-related information."

Leopold Camus.

There was admiration in his eyes.

Polk stepped forward as soon as the tennis was out of Shimura's racquet, and at this moment, he is rushing to the left side of the front court.

Continuous banging sound.

The moment that Shimura's tennis ball hits the net.

Racquet stretched straight forward.

Head down.

The arm quickly moved upwards.

Pokel fished the tennis high into the sky.

The front edge of the backcourt.

"The ball is next."

"And also hit Lob with the goal straight to the baseline."

Shimura's eyes turned.

Lean back.

Move back.

A few seconds later.

The last side of the court.

Both feet are exerting force at the same time, the body is high into the air, the upper body is greatly bent backward, and the racquet is raised high.

The waist + part rebounds and the arm muscles bulge.

Loud bang!

Shimura dunked heavily at the tennis ball.

Suddenly.

Tennis turned into a phantom.

Smoke and dust are flying.

The ground shakes violently.

It wasn't until the tennis bombarded the last corner of the court that the tennis reappeared in the eyes of most players off the court.

At the moment when the tennis ball is about to rush out of the court.

Shoot with both hands.

The body leaned forward greatly.

racquet swung forward.

Polk.

He used a powerful offensive to face Shimura's ferocious smash.

After a short stalemate.

Whooping loudly.

With a fierce counter-movement that was almost as powerful as Yu Shimura's smash ball, the tennis quickly blasted into the half where Shimura was.

"Although it was shot with both hands, and there was a stalemate for a while, it was able to pick up Shimura's smash in a head-to-head way."

"Polk, his physical strength is undoubtedly remarkable!

Camus once again expressed his appreciation to Polk.

soon.

Camus' eyes moved.

On the court opposite Polk.

"Tatatata!

Shimura, who had already stepped out when Polk ended his squabble with tennis.

Lean forward.

Feet into the air.

The right arm waved sharply.

He blasted Polk's two-handed attack with his leap and strike.

The other side of the net.

Polk.

He watched the tennis played by Shimura.

After a quick run.

His left foot moved back.

The waist was bowed earlier.

Hold the racquet with both hands.

He quickly made preparations to catch the ball.

At the moment the tennis ball hits the ground.

Strengthen your feet.

Lean forward greatly.

racquet is pressed down.

Polk himself and the racquet in his hand moved quickly.

In the blink of an eye.

"boom!"

A violent impact sound.

"brush!"

Grinding sound.

Two different voices rang in the court almost at the same time.

The court on the other side.

"Strength, speed, and rotation are all excellent, and the drop point points to the chop on the left and back of the front court!"

Shimura looked directly at Polk.

With a bang.

Polk played a tennis ball after landing on the front court.

There was a bang.

The tennis rang between Shimura and Polk's racquet.

A few seconds later.

A similar impact sound was born inside Polk's racquet.

"Boom boom boom!

Shimura and Polk, the two of them ushered in a stalemate.

After nearly twenty seconds.

"^" Powerful strength, extraordinary speed, excellent reaction ability, excellent ball handling ability, excellent rhythm control ability, the two players on the field, Shimurasuke and Bertie Barisavitch Polk , They all have the ability to enter the professional world, and they have the ability to conquer cities in the field of professional tennis!"

"Indeed, Polk, he does have the qualities that a good professional tennis player has. Shimura, he is even more of a monster!"

"I really hope our club can recruit these two players!

A scout at a professional tennis club.

In most of them, there was a look of admiration and deep desire.

Two players in the field.

The whole body was shrouded in black air currents, and his speed, strength, reflexes, and insight were far surpassed by Shimura, a top player like Polk. He was able to keep up with Shimura in the rhythm of the game, and at the beginning of the game, he smashed Polk, who had several powerful attacks by Shimura.

Although the game has only lasted for about half a minute, both Shimura and Polk have shown no less than the qualities and strength of tennis players in the upper reaches of the professional tennis world.

Ten seconds later.

"Polk, his rhythm of the game"

Scouts from major professional tennis clubs in the world gradually showed different colors in their eyes.

The interior of the stands.

The area where the French team players gather.

"Polk, his moving distance during the game is gradually increasing, and the preparation time before receiving the ball is also decreasing. It seems that Polk is not Shimura's opponent!"

"Polk can't keep up with the pace of the game."

"Although the match stalemate has been longer, and it was even more evenly matched at the very beginning of the match, Polk vs. Kamishimura, the development trend of this match is still Shimura playing against (Lee's) Camus in the warm-up match. , The same as when playing against Amadeus in the semifinals!"

Tristan Barthes.

Edgar Delacroix.

Timothy, Morrow.

The eyes of the three of them also appeared strange.

suddenly.

Three French team players, including Tristan Barthes, think that Polk's disadvantages will become more obvious step by step.

"Such a ball is the baptism of the whirlpool, Polk played his super powerful attack stunt!!

"I have read a report that once a professional tennis magazine asked experts to evaluate the baptism of Polk's whirlpool. The final evaluation result is that even the top players can catch the tennis ball if they know the tennis ball in advance. The baptism of the whirlpool is only 3% to 8%. The probability that a professional player can receive the baptism of the whirlpool is not too high, even possible.

Can be less than ten percent!"

"Although he is at a disadvantage in the rhythm of the game, if Shimura can't take the baptism of the whirlpool, Polk is also very likely to win the game. Even if Shimura can take some of them, as long as the probability of success is not close One hundred percent, Polk is also likely to win!"

Their pupils constricted.

The three of them looked into the field with intense excitement and curiosity.

Other areas of the stands.

"Polk, he used a whirlpool baptism!"

The eyes of the mass audience also showed deep excitement and curiosity.

Inside the court.

Whoops whoops!

The sound of the tennis ball rubbing against the air violently rang.

An astonishing momentum, it is spinning vigorously, and it feels like a tennis ball just out of a boring armor-piercing bullet.

It is blasting towards Zhicun! and,

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