Tennis When I enter the river, I can super evolve without acting!

The game came to the third game.

And the stadium was still in a dead silence.

The eyes of the crowd.

Qi brush brush fell on the body of Irie Sota.

There are all kinds of emotions in the eyes, but at the end of the day...

Still shocked.

Team France.

Ludovic said in a deep voice:

"Team Neon... It's amazing! Even Prince Ben has to admit that they are powerful!"

Whether it was the Phoenix of the Equality House that killed Bismarck in the first second.

Or the second Onijujiro who fought Polk to the end.

And this last game, Irie Sota, who strongly suppressed Q.P.

The strength of the Neon team is more like BIG4 than their teams in France and Switzerland!

"Indeed... They are amazing..."

The main general Camus nodded lightly, compared to other main generals, he is undoubtedly much calmer, and can even be said to be very calm.

However, looking at Irie, he had a question in his heart.

The feeling that this person gave him was very strange, obviously he made a strong move, but he couldn't see the depth of the other party.

For example.

The strong are when they make a move.

There will be strong momentum fluctuations.

Unless.

It is the person who controls his own breath to the fullest can quietly show his strength.

In this regard, the only one who controls is Polke is the only one in Camus's memory.

But even so.

When Polk makes a strong shot.

It still reveals a feeling of immobility like a mountain, like a mountain when counterattacking.

Only Irie plays more, no matter how he shoots, he is always like an ordinary person, he will not give people strength, nor will he give people weakness.

The latter is because of the strength of the shot.

So there won't be that feeling of weakness.

773 Camus felt that he could not see through Jiang Song at all.

This is the first time.

Other strong ones.

I think Polk, Byodoin, and Onijujiro.

He could see a certain way.

This person alone...

He couldn't see it at all.

Camus secretly muttered:

"Into the river... Do you play too much..."

Maybe.

This man will become his biggest enemy on the road of revolution!

German team.

Bismarck had a lot of cold sweat on his forehead, he swallowed his saliva, and said in a harsh tone:

"Hey, isn't this situation very bad?"

Killing Bismarck would not have thought of it.

Team Neon is so scary!

It's not just middle school students who have no dead ends.

The same is true for high school students.

Polk's eyes were full of seriousness.

Even he didn't expect...

Q.P was completely seconds.

Although Q.P is on the verge of touching the realm of tennis gods.

But everything that happened today.

Polk still didn't think of it at all.

This made him start to feel a sense of crisis.

Compared to the German team with a middle school life and death angle.

Team Neon is truly all-round.

This team...

Perhaps it will be their biggest threat on the road to the 10th consecutive title of the German team!

As for Retru.

Naturally, he thought of this as well.

He stared at Irie, his brow furrowed.

Then, Fa's gaze fell on Q.P's body.

"Blue Bird, there's no way, you have to complete the realm of the god of tennis in this game in order to completely defeat this person!"

This match, in Retru's view, is no longer as simple as an exhibition match, but a proof of who is the king in the World Series.

If Q.P is defeated by Irie so easily, it means that the German team is nothing more than that, and as a coach, he must protect the reputation of the German team.

Only by showing the terrifying strength of the tennis god in this match and completely defeating Irie can Q.P maintain the reputation of the German team and go to the next level.

After all, even such a terrible neon team was suppressed by them, which is enough to prove that they are still an unshakable army of kings!

on the pitch.

Q.P takes a deep breath.

The face was full of determination.

The realm of the tennis god is not yet complete.

Then the next two or three rounds.

It can only be given to the Neon team.

Wish... Make it!

Frankly.

Q.P also doesn't like to be beaten down.

He stared at Irie Sota, who was smiling all over his face.

Secretly said in my heart:

"You can only do this at this time... Laughing out loud!"

"Oops. "

At this time, Irie suddenly spoke.

Q.P looked puzzled.

The crowd was also confused.

Irie suddenly smiled and said, "Your purpose is nothing more than to complete the fusion of the three reserved lights in this game, right?"

Swish!

The words that others couldn't understand fell on Q.P's ears, but they were extremely harsh, and directly made his body tremble violently...... If struck by lightning.

His pupils widened and he looked at Irie Sota.

"You... Why do you know?"

Not many people know that he can absorb the reserved light of others.

He studied under Retru, Polk, and Camus of France.

Other than that, nothing!

Irie continued to smile.

"Before this tournament. "

"You've already dealt with the holders of loneliness and Aichi. "

"And deconstructed from them and absorbed their light. "

"And you've been looking for a holder of fortitude. "

"The emperor lives up to his hard work. "

"You've finally found it. "

"Just now. "

"The brilliance of the Ghost King's fortitude. "

"Absorbed by you. "

"Even though you're not done yet. "

"But just fuse the three reserved lights together. "

"You can get the divine light. "

"Step into the realm of the gods of tennis. "

"This is also the reason why Polk dragged the Ghost King down, am I right?"

Q.P's pupils shrank suddenly.

The cool air rushed from under his feet to the heavenly spirit cover.

He had a feeling that he had been completely seen through by Irie Sota.

I couldn't help but take a deep look at Irie Sotado.

This man is far more mysterious than he thought!

"So what?"

Anyway, the god of tennis is almost finished, although he is surprised that the other party has seen through their plan, but when the time comes, the competition is absolute strength.

Q.P stared at Irie and said coldly.

"Nothing. "

Irie shrugged his shoulders and said with a smile: "What I want to say is that everything about you can't hide from me from the beginning, and your current idea is nothing more than to defeat me with absolute strength after entering the god of tennis." "

"But what I'm trying to say is... It's all your delusion, Q.P!"

Irie is laughing though.

But it gives everyone an extremely domineering feeling.

"Hmm. "

Q.P couldn't help but squint her eyes.

He also felt like he was being shaken.

Subsequently.

He took a deep breath and said in a deep voice:

"Then let's try it!"

momentum.

He must not lose.

"Not good!"

The German team, Polk's face changed.

Retru's face was also a little ugly. "Q.P he... I was shaken by the enemy's words!"

The two suspect that Irie wants to use words to affect Q.P's self-confidence, make him confused, and slow down his entry into the realm of tennis gods.

However, in the next second, Irie carried the racket on his shoulder.

"I'll give you plenty of time. "

"Akutsu-san. "

Irie turned his head and looked at Akutsuhito, "It's your turn to play!"

"No problem, right?"

He looked back at Q.P. again, "Let them play with each other." "

Q.P's face turned ugly.

He was thinking about it just now.

Irie wanted to hit his self-confidence through words.

Slow down into the realm of the god of tennis.

But the other party is now giving him enough time.

What the hell does this person think.

Do you want to use agitation to make him lose his cool?

In this case, he will indeed be unable to achieve it in just one game because of his distraction.

But Q.P always felt that Irie Sota might be a different idea.

That is, he doesn't care how strong he will be after the tennis god.

Self-confidence can be stronger than that of him.

If Irie thinks so...

Then he would be too arrogant.

But after thinking about it, only by handing over the game to Kunimitsu, playing one-on-one with Yakutsu, and calming down by himself, can he reach the realm of the god of tennis as quickly as possible!

Q.P looked back at Kunimitsu Tezuka:

"Guoguang, I'll leave it to you!"

Tezuka nudged his glasses, and his shocked gaze left Irie's body, locked on the body of Akutsu Hito, who slowly stepped forward, like a beast that had been unsealed from a sealed cage.

"Tezuka, I'm going to tear you apart. "

Akutsuhito had a thick aura all over his body.

Tezuka was silent.

But the whole body began to reveal a depressing atmosphere.

Irie and Q.P.

Both handed the game to Hitoshi Akutsu and Kunimitsu Tezuka, respectively.

But everyone's eyes fell on Irie Sota.

Including Polk and Retru.

They never thought of it.

Irie didn't care how powerful Q.P was after completing the God of Tennis!

Instead, I think... No matter how powerful the other party becomes... Nor will it be his enemy.

Although it is not explicitly stated.

But the smile on Irie's face.

Clarity is the confidence and calmness of mastering everything!

....