"It's really worthy of being the goalkeeper of the third court of the U-17 training ground, this strength is terrifying!" Teng Feng couldn't stop making a smacking sound in his mouth, and Jiao'er Lang was playing ball on the spot, the way was natural, back to basics, anyway, it was how comfortable he was. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

That's how Fuji Feng played at the beginning, and after entering the realm, he was inspired to win, he began to be enthusiastic, and he began to persevere. This is the road of the strong man he set up with his own hands, and now, he wants to break this road with his own hands and jump out of this game.

"Phew!"

However, Irie was not so calm, his heart was agitated, and he missed this ball.

Is this kid a human or a ghost, and is there anything he doesn't know?

You know, the training camp on the U-17 stadium is completely closed! It is claimed to be the most scientific, but it is also the strictest, and those who go out without permission will definitely be expelled from the ball!

Of course, he came out of the river on leave, after all, they are still a group of underage children, and if they are kept locked up for high-intensity training, they can't bear it.

"This game was won by Fuji Feng, the score was 6 to 6!"

"It's a seven." Fuji squinted his eyes at the middle of the field, and there were countless undercurrents hidden under his gentle voice, "I didn't expect the score to bite so tightly, as if I was back when Fuji Feng first played." ”

"It's different." There was some apprehension in Qian's voice, his data analysis has always been the most accurate, "At that time, it was because of his energy that he had to give up his serve, which is equivalent to saying that he deliberately gave the opponent a score." And the current situation is that this one called Irie, although there was no overwhelming advantage on the field, but the score kept pressing Fuji Feng to play, until just now because of his own distraction, Fuji Feng caught up. ”

"Should I say, really a high school student?" Echizen, who had come to his senses, was in a wheelchair, he insisted on watching this game, and Dr. Kojima couldn't stop him, "I'm more interested in how he got to this point, this kind of duel that obviously transcends the realm, if there is such a higher being, I, I want to climb it." ”

"Stupid, Echizen!" Momojo slapped Echizen on the top of his head, Echizen screamed in pain, and glared angrily at Momozen. However, Tao Cheng ignored him at all, and said to himself: "If there is really such a realm, of course, each of us must go up and have a look." ”

Under Taocheng's eyes, a fire also burned.

"Don't be so longing, Lao Tzu is about to die, do you have any of you to see?" Qingxue's gang was chatting hotly here, and Teng Feng almost cried. You know, he hasn't completely entered the third level yet!

Not even completely, he was just taking the first step. With the magical characteristics of Tai Chi and the cooperation of the Sleeping God Realm, it is not easy to be able to play the third level of strength. However, Irie is not the kind of person who has just stepped into the third level in Yukimura, he is an old powerhouse!

With Daddy's round racket amplification, oscillation, angle and spin, the increase is 15%, and the increase in overall strength is more than 120%. Relying on this, Fuji Feng was able to barely compete with Irijiang, but the problem is, he still can't stand it!

After a long time, all kinds of flaws in Fuji Feng's body appeared. Fortunately, it was okay earlier, but this time it was a tie-break, the longest protracted battle, and even the slightest crack in Fuji Feng's body could be magnified into a deadly moat in the eyes of a terrifying powerhouse like Irie!

The bigger problem is that Fuji Feng can only hold on now, because there is not even a person who comes out to help him stir up the situation. The people in the field of Qingxue, the strongest one, even with his influence, the strength is much stronger than the fifth counterattack of the original, that is, it is just slightly better than the tempered and talented Shuangkai, reaching the point where he fought back the sixth time in the original work.

The battle of the third level is not something they can understand at all!

"Irie scores, 18 to 17!"

"Gee, there's a game here." Just when Fuji Feng was anxious, a voice suddenly came from outside the field, gentle and casual, but full of love for everything.

The voice was so pure that even the darkest people, even those like Fujimine, could not feel any filth in it. If you have to say it, his voice is like a flower in Lu Xiaofeng's legend.

Hearing this, everyone involuntarily turned their heads, and coincidentally, it was indeed a blind man.

This person is not short, he is 1.823 meters tall, with short dark green hair that reaches his ears, and he wears a pair of sunglasses that seem to be tired from the bottom of two beer bottles, and he really looks like a blind man. With his coat draped over his shoulders and his arms folded, he watched this tennis game like a child seeing a toy, and the love and joy in his eyes could not be faked.

"This person is ......" The third-graders of Qingxue thought that this person was very familiar, but they couldn't remember his identity for a while. And the three people in the first and second grades were even more dazed.

"You're here, Yamato." Irie was about to send a ball, but when he saw this person, he simply lowered his racket, looked at the "blind man" in front of him, and said, "I remember that you have run out of vacation this month." ”

"yes, but my middle school coach contacted the instructor of the stadium in the past, signed a non-disclosure agreement, and let me out." The man known as Yamato shook off the red, white and black striped coat on his body absently, threw it away, stopped looking, and walked towards the field step by step.

"What's the matter with this guy, why did you throw your coat on the ground?" Momojo watched in bewilderment at the strange man's actions.

"Don't talk nonsense, you see ......" Fuji's strength is not comparable to Momojo, and if he goes further, he is the apex of the realm like Sanada, and he can perceive some things that others can't notice.

"This ......" Momojo listened to the words, and when he looked at the clothes again, he couldn't help but open his mouth wide. The coat, which was supposed to be out of fashion, did not fall to the ground, as if a pair of invisible hands were dragging it underneath, fluttering, but it flew forward extremely steadily, and finally landed impartially on the bench that was obviously far away from the man.

It felt as if the coat was originally part of nature, part of the bench, but it had just returned.

It's the same as the aura shown by Fujimine and Irie!

"Middle school coach, what do you mean......" Irie frowned, and sure enough, he saw Yamato nodding and said, "That's right, it's them." After all, I used to be the tennis president of this school! ”

"I remember who he is!" As soon as Yamato's words came out, Oishi exclaimed, and then all the third-grade students of Qingxue bowed together and saluted and shouted respectfully, "Long time no see, President Yamato!" (To be continued.) )