The Prince of Tennis: Destroying Akutsu at the start

Seeing that Yin Zhongkuan has not been destroyed by himself, Kimura Si is a little surprised.

After all, the elites selected by gathering the power of a country are somewhat capable.

However, Secretary Kimura likes to attack those who are capable.

"Ah"

There was a sneer on the corner of Kimura Division's mouth, and he squatted down in the backcourt with both feet.

Yin Zhongkuan took a deep breath and tossed the tennis ball in his hand.

boom!
After suppressing the complex emotions in his heart, Yin Zhongkuan's serve still maintained an online level.

but.

"Four Gods Performing Martial Arts - White Tiger!"

Kimura Si let out a low cry, and a wave of spiritual power began to surge continuously.

"what!"

Yin Zhongkuan's pupils shrank slightly, and it seemed that there was a large white-fronted insect flying towards him in front of his eyes.

Yin Zhongkuan's breath was stagnated by the stench and pungent breath and the terrifying murderous intent.

It took a long time for the strong mental oppression to dissipate from Yin Zhongkuan's body.

"wheeze. wheeze"

Yin Zhongkuan panted heavily, what happened to that terrifying moment of suffocation!

"This player, please serve quickly!"

The referee in the training camp couldn't help urging Yin Zhongkuan when he saw that Yin Zhongkuan hadn't served for a long time.

In his opinion, Yin Zhongkuan has no chance of winning.

It might as well be settled by Secretary Kimura so happily!
After hearing the referee's urging, Yin Zhongkuan took a few deep breaths and served again, but everyone could see that the level of this ball was far worse than before.

Kimura Division's last goal left an indelible shadow in his heart, and the strong mental oppression made him no longer have the mentality to fight against Kimura Division.

"Four Gods Performing Martial Arts - White Tiger!"

boom!
With the sound of a tiger roaring in the forest, Yin Zhongkuan once again fell into the strong mental oppression brought by Kimura Division.

Taking advantage of his illness to kill him, Kimura Si wanted to give Yin Zhongkuan a zero seal.

Naturally, Yin Zhongkuan would not be given the slightest chance to breathe.

The position between the two parties also determined that Kimura Secretary would not show any mercy.

Kindness to the enemy is cruelty to oneself.

boom!
boom!
"This game was scored by the Japanese team Kimura Division, the score is 4:0."

The game entered the fifth game, and it was Kimura Division's serve again.

"Tiger Cannon!"

boom!
The blow like a falling meteor completely crushed Yin Zhongkuan's heart, and now this match is already a kind of torture for him.

He just wanted to quickly end this hopeless game.

It doesn't matter if you will be severely punished later.

boom!
boom!
"The game ended, and the Japanese team won the game, with a score of 6:0."

In the end, when the referee called the end of the game, Yin Zhongkuan let go of the racket as if relieved.

He was finally freed.

"Ding! The task is completed, the degree of completion is perfect, and the five-dimensional fragment *20 is obtained."

The sound of mission completion also sounded in Kimura Division's mind.

Although the number of five-dimensional fragments required to upgrade the five-dimensional has increased as his strength increases, no matter how thin the legs of a mosquito are, they are still meat.

What is given for free is always delicious.

"Good job, boy!"

Tanejima and Irie smiled and handed Kimura a towel and a special drink.

The victory of Kimura Tsukasa was within their expectations, but the score of six to zero made them somewhat surprised.

I don't know if Kimura is too strong or the NO.17 of the South Korean U-2 team is too weak.

"It's because he's too far behind, it's not worth mentioning, it's not worth mentioning."

Although Kimura Division said so, he was still very happy.

After all, this was the first time he had played against a player in the world, which greatly boosted his confidence.

The world didn't seem as scary as he imagined.

"Hmph! This time we admit it! I didn't expect you guys to be so cunning!"

Park Duk-kuai, head coach of South Korea's U-17 team, slapped the table and said angrily.

In addition to anger and fear in his heart.

He was afraid that when he returned to South Korea, he would be held accountable by those guys from the South Korean Tennis Association.

Inviting teachers and mobilizing crowds to come to a so-called friendly match is actually a game of kicking the pavilion, but now they have lost the game.

He, the head coach, can hardly shirk the blame after he returns.

At the lightest, he would end up losing the head coach position.

"Coach Park, why should you be so angry? Didn't you agree that it's a friendly match? Friendship comes first and matches come second. Is it necessary to care so much about winning or losing?"

Kurobe said with a smile.

"Humph!"

Pu Dekuai felt angry when he saw Heibu's face now, he snorted coldly and was too lazy to say anything more to Heibu.

Now that it's done, what he has to consider is how to prevent himself from being punished too severely after he goes back.

"Several coaches, can we start the next game?"

Park Zhiyong walked up to Heibu and the others and said.

"Huh? Isn't the game over?"

Kurobe pointed to the scoreboard with some doubts. Before the game, they agreed to win three out of five games.

Now that Kimura Division has won their third victory, the game is over.

"I haven't played the game yet! As long as I haven't lost my team, it's not a loss!"

Park Zhiyong said very seriously.

"Uh"

Kurobe and Saitozhi looked at each other. The leader of the South Korean U-17 team looked like he was going to play a rogue?
"It's okay coach, let me compete with him! It's been a long time since I played against anyone."

Zhongdao, Irie and Kimura came over, and they naturally noticed Park Zhiyong here.

For Tanejima, who doesn't like flying, he has nothing to do with Yuanzheng, but since someone is rushing to deliver it to his door, he doesn't mind teaching him a lesson.

After all, no matter what, he is also the No.2 in this training camp.

He is obliged to maintain the glory of the training camp when Byodoin is away.

"OK then."

Seeing that Tanejima said so, Kurobe had no choice but to agree.

Left and right are just sitting for a while, but it doesn't matter.

The ending cannot be changed, how could Park Zhiyong be Tanejima's opponent.

Even if Jujiro Oni couldn't defeat Taneshima without resorting to another dimension, how could he do it with Park Jiyong's strength!

When Park Ji-yong played at the beginning, everyone in the South Korean U-17 team still had great expectations for their main player.

Hope he can win again for their South Korea U-17 team.

But soon, Zhong Dao completely destroyed their vision with his own strength.

"I'm gone!"

Tanejima flicked his wrist, and the white cyclone wiped out everything on the ball.

The tennis ball disappeared in an instant, and when it reappeared, it had already collided with the ground and made a crisp sound.

"The game ended, Shuji Tanejima won, with a score of 6:0."

It was another overwhelming victory, and everyone in the South Korean U-17 team was ashamed.

It can be said that they lost miserably in the so-called friendly match this time.

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