The Prince of Tennis: Destroying Akutsu at the start

"It's time to put an end to this game."

Quan Baoxiu grinned and crouched down, he was very satisfied with his performance today.

Time and space are dislocated, and he seems to feel that he has become the figure of the red-haired ghost.

And Irie was who he was that day.

Irie lowered his head, his back looks so bleak to many people.

Many people have already begun to fully understand the meaning of the number on the badge on the other party's collar that glows with metallic light under the sun.

NO.20 vs. NO.3 is really too far-fetched.

Suddenly, Irie moved violently.

I saw him throwing the ball with one hand and swinging the racket with the other, hitting the tennis ball brazenly.

boom!
The sudden acceleration of the river caught everyone by surprise, even Quan Baoxiu couldn't react to it.

Boom!
"Game, Irie Kanata, 15:0."

The referee silently reported the score.

This was the first time I entered the game to score. Many people at the scene looked at this baby-faced boy with blond curly hair in surprise.

"Have you not given up until now?"

"What a respectable fellow!"

"I XXX recognized him!"

Many onlookers expressed their approval of Irie's tenacious will.

After hearing many people praise Irie's spirit of persevering to the end, Kimura Division's mouth twitched slightly.

It was hard for him to imagine what kind of expressions this group of people would have when they saw that Irie was just performing a scene.

"I didn't expect you to give up yet!"

Quan Baoxiu straightened up in surprise, he couldn't help but think of himself back then.

It seems that the fighting spirit has been lost long before the score of [-]-[-] is scored.

However, Quan Baoxiu's insistence on entering the river did not make Quan Baoxiu feel any admiration, because that would make him appear too weak.

On the contrary, Quan Baoxiu decided to enter the river is very stupid, so stupid that he is ignorant of current affairs.

"Come on, let's see how I completely smashed your poor self-esteem!"

Quan Baoxiu beckoned to Ijiang, signaling him to attack quickly.

"Do you think you've won?"

Irie suddenly raised his head, and a bright light flashed across his glasses.

"what?"

Quan Baoxiu looked at the familiar figure in front of him, but he always felt that Irie seemed to have changed.

Whoa!

Mustard tennis balls were thrown into the air by the river.

Bend your knees and kick your feet.

Relying on the strength of the rebound, he jumped up into the river lightly, and his long-stretched arms violently swung out afterimages.

boom!
A little cold mang came first.

The speed of this ball was extremely fast, and only when the ball hit the wall behind did Quan Baoxiu feel a wave of air attack on his bare calf.

"How is this possible!"

Quan Baoxiu's pupils dilated instantly, and drops of cold sweat fell from his temples.

What happened to that ball just now? !
Many people at the scene were stunned by the ball, they didn't see the shadow of the ball at all.

Only the sound of tennis balls hitting the ground and walls can be heard.

"Game, Irie Kanata, 30:0."

The referee took a deep look at Ijiang before reporting the score.

To be honest, even he was taken aback.

"hiss!"

"What happened to that ball just now?"

"Has Ijiang exploded?!!!"

It took a while for the audience to recover from the referee's decision.

But they don't understand.

How did Irie, who had been so weak before, seem like a different person?

boom!
"Game, Irie Kanata, 40:0."

boom!
"In this game, the Japanese team scored more points, and the score was 1:5."

In this critical round, Quan Baoxiu didn't even touch the tennis ball.

Irie's super-fast serve nailed Quan Baoxiu to the spot.

Really immobile.

"How is this possible! This is impossible! I don't believe it!"

The veins on Quan Baoxiu's forehead popped out, and panic had already taken over his heart before he knew it.

Irie's precise shots again and again made him wonder how he won the previous five rounds.

Hard to do!
Could it be that the other party deliberately gave way to him before?
Deliberately let yourself lead all the way to five to zero and then start to reverse yourself to win?

Quan Baoxiu, who raised his head, saw the playfulness in Irie's eyes, and he finally understood.

The other party is deliberately teasing himself!
"It seems that you have finally come to your senses! My acting skills are not bad, right?"

A smirk of a successful scheme floated on Irikawa's face, and the previous gloom was swept away.

"What!"

"Has he been acting before?"

"This guy is too courageous!"

The onlookers gasped.

Not for anything else, just for the courage to enter the river.

He dared to stage such a farce in the presence of Kurobe and others, and it was a match between Japan and South Korea.

If something unexpected happened, the consequences would be very serious.

Quan Baoxiu took a deep breath, no matter whether Irie was hiding his strength or not, he couldn't change the fact that he won the match point.

Just one game.

As long as you win the next game, you will be fine.

Whoa!

After calming down, Quan Baoxiu threw the tennis ball in his hand, and the super high-speed serve was still stable.

It's just that this time Irie returned his serve very easily, and that relaxed and freehand look made many members of the South Korean team look down.

Could it be that this guy was really acting before.

Is the gap between them and the Japanese team really that big!
Even Japan's U-17 team's No.20 is enough to beat their South Korean team's No.3?

"What a joke!"

Quan Baoxiu moved a few steps sideways, and pulled his right hand vigorously.

The tennis ball that just bounced was instantly hit back into Irie's court.

However, Irie seemed to have expected it a long time ago, and his figure had already blocked the path of the ball in a flash.

boom!
With a light flick of Irie's wrist, he volleyed the tennis ball with a light and short ball.

"Game, Irie Kanata, 15:0."

Scored again!
Quan Baoxiu's face was as gloomy as water, and he swung his racket again after switching to the left serving line.

boom!
The ball quickly hit the corner on the left side of Irie, and when it bounced off, it flew straight to the outside of the field.

Such a high-speed serve from such a wide angle fully demonstrates Quan Baoxiu's attainments in serving. Such a serve is not something that just anyone can hit.

Irie kicked out of the field, and quickly slammed the waist and abdomen to save the ball at his feet.

Quan Baoxiu showed a smile.

That's right.

He'll score the point with a straight through ball.

The diagonally kicked ball that was countered by Irie bounced out of his eyes as Quan Baoxiu expected, and he quickly swung his racket in front of the ball.

But when he raised his head, he found that Irie had already turned back and appeared directly opposite him.

boom!
A beam of pale golden laser light passed by Quan Baoxiu's right side, and he could only watch in a daze as the ball flew out of his field.

Quan Baoxiu's heart sank to the bottom instantly, and he felt as if his every move was completely seen through by the other party.