Tennis: Let you take charge of the youth school, and all become professionals

Yanagi Renji also glanced at Severide, and couldn't help but feel the urge to hit him.

He suppressed it in his heart, but remained calm and changed the subject.

"In this game, the person to pay special attention to is another high school student from the winning country, Michael Bismarck."

"He is the vice-captain of the national team this time. He has already become a semi-professional player at a young age."

Yanagi Renji reminded him that during the time when Inui Sadaharu was away, he took on the responsibility of collecting information.

"A semi-professional player!?? Really? Doesn't that mean he's extremely strong?"

Shiraishi Kuranosuke glanced at the field.

Michael Bismarck had a middle-parted blond hairstyle and looked very calm and sophisticated, without any stage fright.

Apparently, standing on the world-class stage is already a common occurrence for him.

"He has the strength of a semi-professional player, but he actually played in the first game..."

"Are you testing me..."

Shiraishi Kuranosuke watched the field quietly.

……

on the tennis court.

Seyfried was still spewing filthy, obnoxious trash talk.

The two sides fought back and forth for several rounds.

Seyfried cursed back and forth a few times.

at last.

Even the gentle and warm Duke Watanabe is annoyed by it.

"You talk too much."

Duke Watanabe frowned, the muscles in his arms bulging.

He attacked the flying tennis ball fiercely, using the batting posture as if he was hitting a baseball.

The tennis ball made a sound like a cannonball and hit Seyfried directly in the face.

"So what if you talk too much? You guys are just a bunch of idiots..."

Seyfried wasn't done talking.

A tennis ball hit him in the face, hitting him hard on the right side of his cheek.

boom--! !

There was a loud bang.

Seyfried flew backwards like a kite with a broken string.

It hit the audience seats behind him heavily.

"If you can't keep your mouth shut, let me help you shut it up with [Home Run]."

Duke Watanabe said, then turned and shouted at the Byodoin Phoenix in the Sakura team's player booth.

"How's it going, Boss! Am I still strong enough?!"

Duke Watanabe's classic take on the credit.

"Heh, you can quiet down the entire venue with just one layer of strength? You really are the King of Destruction!"

As Byodoin Phoenix said this, he recalled Duke Watanabe's previous power tennis and couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.

When I met Duke Watanabe, it was on the day of the match against France two years ago.

At that time, Duke Watanabe was the No. 1 singles player for the Fakes team, while Byodoin Phoenix was the No. 1 singles player for the Sakura Country team.

An hour or two before the game starts.

The two of them had seen each other on the street before, but they didn't know each other.

Because the house suddenly collapsed, Byodoin Phoenix saved Duke Watanabe's sister and was seriously injured.

In the singles match, he lost to Duke Watanabe with a shaky body.

Duke Watanabe was also impressed by Byodoin Phoenix. With gratitude and guilt, he joined the Sakura team and recognized Byodoin Phoenix as his leader.

Two years ago, in the singles match, it was easy to defeat a junior high school kid who was on the national team.

In the new country.

Michael Bismarck glanced at Seyfried who had returned to the field.

".¨Just go to the corner and watch."

"I knew from the beginning that partnering with a junior high school student was a ridiculous game."

"I am enough for this game."

Seeing that Vice Captain Michael Bismarck had spoken, Sefried had no choice but to walk to the corner unwillingly.

Even though he was unwilling, in the national team, it was no stranger to the idea of the strong being respected.

Followed by.

Michael Bismarck, relying on his own strength, fought back and forth with Kintaro Toyama and Duke Watanabe.

In a one-on-two situation, you can even score one or two points.

"I am coming!!"

"Fly! What's wrong with that?"

"The ultimate super tearing move that is invincible in the universe!! Big Wheel Mountain Storm!"

A roar came from the Sakura team's stadium.

A strong wind suddenly blew on the field.

The raging dust and smoke covered the entire stadium.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Seyfried and Michael Bismarck were wrapped in the opium and started coughing at the same time.

　(Ma De Zhao) "What is that?"

"Damn it, are these Sakura trash really doing a chemistry experiment?"

"Playing tennis makes so much smoke!"

Seyfried stood in the corner and didn't stop complaining.

He opened his eyes, which were squinted by the wind and sand, with difficulty.

next second.

A yellow tennis ball suddenly appeared in front of me.

boom--! !

Seyfried's body once again flew toward the audience outside the stadium.

Fly higher and farther this time!

"My Cao..."

"Why me again!"

"You...you guys come to play baseball...or play mine...shit."

Seyfried is flying in the air.

The wind blows past my ears.

I couldn't help but curse.

When he was about to hit the ground, he quickly closed his mouth and used his inner strength to protect his internal organs.

boom--! !

There was a loud noise.

Seyfried once again slams down on the audience.

160. Others come to play tennis, and you want to be Superman, right?

The audience who had bought tickets were watching the game comfortably, but when they saw a figure flying over, they quickly dodged.

"What the hell!! I was forced to run away twice in 5 minutes just to buy a ticket?!"

"Brother, you're still the best. I got hit twice in 5 minutes?!"

"Seyfried from the German team, right? Can you play tennis? Are you here to practice flying?"

"Others come to play basketball, and you come to be Superman, right?"

"You can't even catch the ball, and you want to learn how to play tennis?! How could a loser like you be born in the national team?!"

"That's right, you can't catch the ball and you have so many things to say! You got knocked away twice in 5 minutes, what the hell are you doing!"

"Oh! God! Crawl back into your horse's belly! There's no tennis ball there!"

The irritable overseas people simply didn't give Seyfried any face.

Even if it's the national team, if you disturb them from watching the game, they will scold you so badly that your parents won't recognize you.

Knowing this well, Seyfried struggled to get up from the audience, gritted his teeth, and glared at the audience around him with fierce eyes.

The audience nearby immediately shut up.

Seyfried didn't say much and walked back to the court.

Michael Bismarck saw that Seyfried was not dead and turned to look at Kintaro Toyama.

"I didn't expect that a little junior high school student could have such great power."

"I underestimated you."

"Two power players?"

Boom——! !

Another sound of a tennis ball falling to the ground.

"34070-0!"

The referee's voice interrupted Michael Bismarck's thoughts.

He was startled and looked up.

Kintaro Toyama has actually transformed into Super Saiyan form and entered Perfect Match.

"I actually... entered Perfect Match?"

"This Sakura junior high school student is really surprising."

Michael Bismarck showed a hint of surprise.

Then he turned to look at Seyfried who was standing in the corner.

"Hey, you're not dead, are you?"

"Perfect, your opponent is here."

"Humph."

Seyfried snorted coldly and walked back into the field.

A glowing sound effect suddenly came out.

The same bright green light appeared on Seyfried's body as on Kintaro Toyama.

Perfection!

So will Seyfried!

"Didn't expect that the Deguo team would be so perfect?"

Kirihara Akaya was suddenly stunned when he saw Seyfried's condition.