After leaving, Irie saw that the traces of packing up his things were actually walking outside, and hurriedly asked, "Where are you going?" Jibu paused, and then continued to walk, and said without looking back, "I found my own shortcomings" There was a little tiredness and excitement in his voice, and Irie didn't ask any more questions, but he knew that the effect he wanted had been achieved.

After a while, the traces on the field were cleaned up, and the players in the Japanese team also readjusted. Although Jibu and Irie lost, it doesn't mean that everyone else will also fail, and besides, not everyone in the German team has the level of QP.

However, just as Kirihara was adjusting the atmosphere, one person from the German team walked out, and the audience suddenly exploded, and everyone cheered and stood up.

"Polk, it's Polk!" The host's voice came at the same time, revealing a little surprise. In his opinion, a player of Polk's level should not shoot in the previous games, let alone warm-up games, and the previous QP appearance has been beyond his expectations.

"It's him! Polk for pros? There was also an uproar in the Japanese team, and Kirihara dodged like a ghost, for fear that the other party would see him. The same goes for others, who, in their opinion, are destined to die.

"Polk, who began to turn professional last year, has not tasted a defeat this year, and his strength is unfathomable." Liu explained at the right time.

Who knew that Kirihara rolled his eyes and complained, "Senior Liu, we all know this, the key is that he is our opponent!" Listening to Kirihara's words, everyone present was silent, even Kintaro, who had always been optimistic, bowed his head and remained silent.

This is the deterrent effect of professional players, choosing a professional player as an opponent, even if it is the same profession, you have to think twice. The oppressive atmosphere once again hung over the Japanese team, but this time, no one came forward.

"Hmm!" Phoenix, who was originally sitting, picked up the racket next to him and prepared to play. Others can be timid, they can be afraid of the pros, but as the leader of the Japanese team, he can't back down, and that's his obligation.

However, before he could stand up, a figure appeared in front of him. Under this person's dark silver hair, a smile appeared, "Phoenix, you are the backbone of the team, you can't play lightly!" ”

Holding the silver-white racket in his hand, Shiraishi said in high spirits: "Besides, I also want to learn the methods of professional players!" Without waiting for the phoenix to object, he shouted to the side of the second army, "Which of you is with me!" ”

In the face of Baishi's invitation, everyone in the second army had different expressions, and some of them looked erratic, dodging and dodging; Some hesitated and struggled; There were a few other people, but they looked at him with a smile, as if they were waiting for him to nod.

"How about it, Sanada, can you play with me?" Shiraishi smiled, but it caused different opinions among everyone. Some people think that he deliberately showed off and wanted to win Polk, and such people are Akutsu and Kimishima. Some people also think that he is chic and fearless in the face of the king and overlord, such people are Fuji, Tachibana and others; However, there are also people who feel that Shiraishi's plan is not small, and there must be an ulterior purpose, such people are Nioh, Irie and others.

"Good!" Sanada replied briskly. As Vice Minister of Lihai, the emperor of Japan's junior high school tennis world, Sanada himself is a bold person, even if the opponent is Polk, he will frown and meet him, and he is confident that his strength is stronger than that guy in the trace department.

Shiraishi no longer hesitated and walked up first, behind him was Sanada, who had a solemn face but burst with fighting spirit.

"Oh? Guess what I saw, the Japanese side sent it, it turned out to be Shiraishi! The brightest talent among today's teenagers, Kuranosuke Shiraishi, the junior champion of the US Open! The host's voice was raised again, and this time, it was beyond his expectations.

"Kuranosuke Shiraishi? This guy is the oldest! ”

"That's it, what about genius, but it's just another of Polk's subordinates!"

"Cut! I thought Japan would send their NO.1 out, but who knew it was a child, but it was just a warm-up game, and they played so conservatively, which is really disappointing! ”

However, the audience didn't buy it. Shiraishi is a little famous and a very dazzling genius, but compared to Polk, it looks dull. In terms of fame, the two are far apart, and the record, Shiraishi is also a US Open champion, or in the junior group. Polk, on the other hand, has been fighting in the four major tournaments and has achieved good results, you must know that his opponents are all professional players!

When you just met absolute authority, it seemed to be a sign of fall?

However, the referee didn't care about their discussions, he said loudly: "In the third game, German Polk, Frankensteiner vs Japan's Kuranosuke Shiraishi and Sanada Koichiro!" ”

In front of the net, Frankensteiner looked at Shiraishi curiously, he had heard about this opponent about his age for a long time. Kuranosuke Shiraishi, who became famous at the US Open, even Polke watched that match and sighed at his genius. But to be honest, Frankensteiner was not convinced, although he did not think that Shiraishi was lucky, but he was confident that he was not bad.

Suddenly, Shiraishi stretched out his hand and said with a smile, "Mr. Polk, it's a pleasure to play against you!" ”

"This" Frankensteiner suddenly felt that he couldn't compare to the guy in front of him at all, it was too arrogant! In the World Cup, on this much-anticipated tennis court, he actually stretched out his hand to the king of Germany? Did he really think that he and Polk were on the same level?

"Hmm!" Polk walked over and nodded.

"Wow! Guess what I saw, Polk actually shook hands with Shiraishi, was it just out of politeness, or did he agree with Shiraishi? The host said meaningfully.

"Nonsense, of course, out of politeness!"

"That's it, ten of those white stones can't compare to Polk's hand!"

"That's right, I admit that Kuranosuke Shiraishi is indeed strong, but it's not the same level as Polk at all, okay?"

The audience was agitated and unanimous, and they all agreed that Shiraishi could not be compared to Polk. In the crowd, a beautiful girl with purple hair pursed her eyebrows, how did she think that this host was deliberate, it was just an ordinary handshake, but he led her in the direction of comparison.

"He's right, these reporters and hosts are people who are afraid that the world will not be chaotic!"

However, the referee ignored this qiē and exclaimed: "The game starts, Frankensteiner serves, and the game is over!" ”

In the backcourt of the German team, Frankensteiner slapped his tennis ball, his eyes wandering between Shiraishi and Sanada. Suddenly, a gleam flashed in his eyes and he quickly hit a high-speed serve. The tennis ball went through the front court, bypassed Shiraishi's side, used him as a cover, and shot to the right side of Sanada's body.

"Huh?"

Sanada was taken aback, from his point of view, the tennis ball was almost flying over Shiraishi's clothes. The ball was too tricky and subtle, and it crossed an arc from Shiraishi's side and suddenly appeared in front of Sanada's eyes, and the timing was very accurate.

However, Sanada is not an ordinary person. He reacted instantly, turned sideways with his footsteps, raised his hand and waved his racket, and hit the ball back hard.

"Huh?" Frankensteiner on the opposite side was a little surprised, but he didn't expect that the opponent was not bad, and his reaction speed and skills were quite powerful. However, he looked at the direction of the return ball and shook his head, there were too many flaws, especially when the opponent was a person of Polk's level.

Sure enough, Polk tossed and turned, swinging his racket the moment the ball hit the ground. However, as if sensing something, the racket he was about to swing suddenly retracted, and instead took a step back and slammed the racket into the air.

"Bang!"

This hit the bull's-eye, and Polk stepped on it with his right foot and threw the ball out vigorously.

Frankensteiner realized that the guy with the hat had actually done that on purpose. He is so bold that he provokes professional players, is it possible that Japanese players are so arrogant and arrogant?

In response to him, Shiraishi hit a heavy volley. The moment Polk hit the ball, he kicked in, ran to the net, and slammed the racket down in the face of a ferocious ball.

"Bang!"

The tennis ball grazed the left side of Frankensteiner's face and shot backwards.

“15:0、”

Hearing the referee's voice, Frankensteiner reacted, and at the same time, a hot feeling came from his face, which made him angry!

"Damn it, you savage scoundrel!" He looked at Shiraishi angrily, but he didn't curse the words in his heart. He was angry, but not naïve, and his thoughts would only attract ridicule. Because it's a tennis game, it's a World Cup, it's not a game!

"You'll pay for your actions, though!" Frankenstein stared at the white rocks, the belligerent blood of the Germanic people boiling.

Looking at the other party's angry appearance, Shiraishi smiled bitterly and shook his arm, he really didn't mean to. Polk's return was so fierce that he didn't have a chance to control the ball at all, and it was already the limit if he didn't hit his face. Thinking of this, he hesitantly looked at the bandage on his left wrist, this game really shouldn't be big!

On the other side, Polk also looked at Shiraishi with some surprise, he knew very well that the opponent actually forced an interception under that power, not only dissolving the things in the ball, but also achieving exquisite ball control.

"Sure enough, there is no vanity under the fame! Kuranosuke Shiraishi, you're really not an ordinary person. However, with only this kind of Cheng dù, you don't even have the slightest hope of winning! ”

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