Torres' face remained unchanged, but there was a faint glimmer in his eyes.

The situation was erosive, but he didn't care. Or rather, he never expected Adela to take down his opponent. What he cares about is the strength shown by Yukimura.

"It's horrible!"

He saw it clearly, Yukimura was actually just a turn. And Adela's strength is approaching this realm early, if he is a normal player, the winner is still unknown. However, the match between the two seemed to be two levels apart, and Adela was abused by his opponent.

Perhaps, until he loses the match, he doesn't know who his opponent is, right?

"It's an asymmetrical game. If you are not at the same point in time, how can you see what your opponent really looks like? Chen Lejia rubbed the corners of his eyes and said with emotion.

"Yo, I don't see it, you're still a wet man!" Lao Zhuang pursed his lips and said disdainfully.

Chen Lejia didn't care, he looked at Torres and Nadal, squeezed his eyebrows and said, "Lao Zhuang, how about we make a bet?" I guess it's Torres who comes next! ”

"Cut." Lao Zhuang looked disdainful, pointed in the direction of the Japanese team and said: "Only those who guess this side are considered capable!" ”

Chen Lejia's face froze, and his eyes swept over Phoenix, Irijiang, Taneshima, and Baishi. If there are no accidents, the Japanese team will be one of the four.

At this point, Phoenix left his position and took out his racket from his bag and walked to the back of the crowd. Looking at Tokugawa, who was having a good conversation with Irie, he threw the racket over: "Go and warm up!" ”

"Who is this man?" Things were unexpected, looking at Tokugawa's appearance, Chen Dashi kept looking for relevant information in his mind. "Lao Chen, I remember!" Zhuang Yichu on the side said suddenly, his eyes flashing and looking at Tokugawa.

"I once saw that he was good at a youth tournament in South Korea, and I went out of my way to observe one of his games. However, for some reason, he suddenly withdrew from the competition. ”

"How's the strength!"

"It's hard to say, you know, it's the time of the fastest technical and spiritual growth. I guess it's about one turn. ”

Not only the two, but others also noticed the movements of the Japanese team. Tokugawa, who is like a newcomer in the world, immediately attracted the attention of many teams.

"Whew! It's good not any of them," Torres said, and the young man in charge of intelligence exhaled deeply. And although Torres didn't say anything, his face was also relieved a lot, and the words of those few people, the outcome is really uncertain!

Without saying anything, he grabbed the racket next to his seat and got up and walked off the court.

Even if he is as conceited as he is, he will not despise his opponent, not to mention that this is a world competition, a competition that is linked to the victory or defeat of the team and his individuality

"Bang!"

“game！ The Japanese team Yukimura Seiichi won, the score is 6:0! ”

The match ended with Yukimura overpowering Adela in an all-round way. And more than ten seconds after hearing the referee's voice, Adela turned her head in a trance, her eyes full of confusion.

"Even the speed of subconscious thinking has slowed down?"

Yukimura turned around and walked in the direction of the Japanese team, the rustle of his clothes being blown by the wind. It seems that it was just a warm-up game before, leaving only a faint back, which made those Spanish female fans dizzy.

This is the real Son of God!

The atmosphere in the arena suddenly became quiet. It's like the condensation before the storm, the clouds are treacherous, and the surrounding audience becomes very unnatural. Depressed, but also excited, waiting for sure to be a great match!

Ten minutes passed in a flash, and the two slowly walked into the arena.

"Let's start the singles second match, Japan's Kazuya Tokugawa vs Spain's Alvaro. Moreno. Torres!"

"With a calm temperament and sharp eyes, he is a general!" Approaching the net, Torres felt more deeply about Tokugawa's temperament. But when his spirit spread around the other party, his face changed suddenly.

"Repel the opponent's mental induction, at least the second-turn strength!" Torres was shocked, another person who turned a second turn? How the Japanese team is so terrible. Of course, it is not excluded that the other party's ability is special, just like the previous Yukimura.

Tokugawa also felt the heavy aura of his opponent, who should be the best person in the second turn. However, he glanced at it and then withdrew his gaze.

The two didn't communicate much, and the real game didn't need excessive verbal exchanges. Tokugawa was lucky enough to be given a serve, but that's about it.

"It's game on! Japan's Tokugawa serves, and the game ends! ”

Half-bent over, Tokugawa slapped the tennis ball up and down in his hand, his eyes looking around. Just like that encounter, the Spanish captain gave him the feeling that he was not inferior to that guy, the guy he was bound to beat!

The bangs on the forehead swayed slightly, and the bright light in those deep eyes flashed. Throwing the ball and serving, the action is done in one go, and even Torres, who is known for his strictness, keeps nodding in his heart.

"Good time!"

With a shout, Torres took a step forward and made his way to the tennis spot. At the moment when the ball bounced, the racket in his hand was swung out, and the speed was so fast that the afterimage brought out did not disperse for a long time.

"What a quick swing!" The corners of Sanada's eyes moved, and his pupils contracted a few points.

Even if he had already entered that realm, he couldn't play such a terrifying swing speed. And with his current strength, the wind swing that erupted was a world of difference compared to the beginning. This shows what a swing Torres is.

He has done so, let alone others.

However, Torres' opponent is not Sanada, but the best of the high school students, Tokugawa, who is favored by Oni and Irie. The whole process of Torres's swing was clear to his eyes.

Swish!

I saw his body rushing out, and the strength of his feet was staggering.

Constantly looking for the opponent's weak spots, Tokugawa's body also came to tennis. Similar to Irie in the eyes of the traces, there are no dead spots on Torres's body. But Tokugawa was not flustered, his left hand flashed with colorful light, and the racket was instantly swung out. "Bang!"

The tennis ball swept through the air, and the colorful colors of the ball shimmered alternately, and the trajectory was unpredictable. Suddenly, the tennis ball picked up speed and flew out of Torres' tip.

“15:0！”

"Oh?"

Torres paused, stunned at first, but the corners of his mouth gently hooked. "Something interesting"

"Can you hit it with your fingertips?" In the crowd, Long Mara lowered the brim of his hat, and his heart was a little complicated. Now that I think about it, the level of reservation that guy had when he played against him was outrageous.

Tokugawa's left arm hung straight down and suddenly knocked the racket out.

"Bang!"

The tennis ball flashes constantly, and it is a colorful serve.

"It's too naïve boy, the same tricks won't work against me!" Torres took a step across and extended his racket as the tennis ball bounced. Suddenly, the tennis ball sped up a few points, trying to escape from the tip of his racket.

However, Torres' racket suddenly stepped forward and blocked the tennis ball with force. "Since you made the first move, I don't have to hide it!"

His eyes were shining, his arm muscles were a little swollen, his legs were staggered, and the racket he held in his right hand was jerked forward.

"Bang!"

There was a cracking sound, a blow that tore through the air and rubbed against it with fire.

Although "Gollum" is not the first time I have seen it, some viewers can't help but swallow their saliva. Then he was short of breath and his eyes were red as he watched the game. That's what they want!

Tokugawa's eyes were slightly condensed, he was not a strong player. With a movement in his heart, he waved the racket in his hand.

Hmm~ The space was covered by a black streak, which forcibly stopped this terrifying tennis ball.

"Black, black hole?" The eyes of the young man in charge of collecting intelligence were stunned. He never imagined that this Japanese player's extradimensional move would also be a 'black hole'!

"Hah!"

Everyone looked different, but Tokugawa did not hesitate. With a soft snort, he aimed at a dead corner of Torres and whipped the racket out.

"Bang!"

The tennis ball bounced off the ground and Torres in the distance didn't have time to react.

“30:0！”

"It's so strong, the Spanish captain didn't have time to react." The audience in the crowd talked a lot, but no one refuted it.

After Torres made a strong move, his body didn't have time to recover at all. And the black hole that could freeze all attacks was beyond his expectations, and it was reasonable that Tokugawa would easily succeed.

Torres squinted his eyes and looked Tokugawa up and down. "Your physique shouldn't be as good as that ghost, right? That being said, I won this game. ”

The game is best-of-three in three sets, such a fierce game, and it is necessary to use that black hole that is particularly burdensome on the body. For Tokugawa, thirty minutes is the limit.

However, Torres is at least a second-turn powerhouse, and his real hole cards have yet to be revealed. It was he who really had the upper hand. Call~

A gust of wind blew, above the fourth level, blowing so that people couldn't open their eyes.

On the field, the two of them are like pillars of the sea, and their bodies are as stable as Mount Tai. The wind made their clothes flutter and crackle.

Tokugawa looked up, the look of determination in his eyes flashed, and the tennis ball was tossed and slapped by him.

"Bang!"

The tennis ball went against the wind, but the speed of the ball did not slow down at all, and it flickered. Torres shifted at the same time and appeared on the side of the tennis ball, his racket fanning over.

"Bang!"

This blow was powerful and heavy. In the tennis, there is a faint sound of the roaring waves. There seemed to be a wave churning, and the salty sea breeze blew into the Tokugawa nose.

His eyes froze, his body leaped forward, and the racket in his hand flashed with colorful colors.

The real game has just begun.