Following.

Keith and Lin Xiu waited at the agreed place to arrive at Amuro.

The trio arrived at a well-known tennis club in London with tennis bags on their backs.

There are a lot of professional players here.

Other masters are not uncommon.

The arrival of Amuro Jin, Keith, and Lin Xiu immediately attracted attention.

It's not that Amuro Jin is concerned, it's Keith and Lin Xiu who have attracted attention.

The two people who Keith and Lin Xiu provoked in the semifinals of the junior tennis league were from famous families, and the forces behind them naturally need not be said.

Moreover, their family is a well-known sports brand in the United Kingdom, and many clubs are sponsored by their families.

After talking to the boss, the managers of the club naturally would not quarrel with the owner for the sake of the two junior high school students.

So even if someone admires Keith's talent, they can't just give it up.

It's a pity to sigh.

"Didn't I tell you many times? Our temple here is small, and we can't accommodate your big Buddha. ”

The management of this club looked at the trio with some headaches.

He'd watched Keith and Lin Xiu fight.

He admits that the two children have a lot of potential.

But potential is potential after all, and they are destined to have little value if they have not yet grown up.

It was impossible for him to turn his face because of Keith and Lin Xiu and the gold lord, after all, no one would have trouble with money.

"Sorry, we just wanted to play tennis this time. It doesn't mean anything else. ”

Keith said in a surging voice.

Now that he has decided to leave here, Keith is no longer cold to these people.

He only wants revenge now.

"That's not going to work, you better hurry up."

The club's managers hesitated and rejected Keith.

After all, he was ordered to deny Keith entry.

Not even if you're here to play tennis.

Amuro's face turned cold, it seemed that Keith and Lin Xiu were targeted more seriously than he thought.

It's no wonder that they later had to hide and play in the castle of the Traces.

It's no wonder Keith blackened.

It turned out that there was really no place for them in the big London.

Amuro grabbed Kith's hand, who was about to turn away.

In Amuro's opinion, Keith was already a member of their Higa country.

Then he, the president, naturally wants to help his members find a place to get back.

"So what if I'm here to kick the gym today?!"

Amuro Jin spoke fluent English, and his words not only stunned Keith and Lin Xiu.

It also made everyone at the scene stunned.

Kick gym expert Amuro Jin is online again.

"Hahaha! What is this imp talking about? ”

"Kick the gym? Where did this little imp come from? ”

"Keith! You can't be self-defeating and mingle with this kind of person! ”

Everyone at the scene quickly burst into laughter.

They only thought that Amuro Jin was talking angrily, and wantonly laughed at Amuro Jin's incompetence.

"What? Scared? ”

Amuro Jin ignored the ridicule of these people, and he had an icy smile on his face.

"If I really can't help you, then I will have to agree to your challenge."

The club's management shrugged his shoulders, feeling a little sorry for Keith.

But for Amuro Jin, he felt a little bored.

I'm tired of Amuro Jin's incompetence and love to be in the limelight.

Soon the crowd moved to one of the club's stadiums.

Nestled in a park, this club looks pretty good.

But that's also normal, after all, this is one of the best tennis clubs in London.

"Keith, when did you fall into the company of such arrogant people?"

After everyone moved to the court, there was a voice from outside the court that made Keith and Lin Xiu disgusted.

One of their enemies arrived.

Charles Parrington.

Keith didn't bother with their enemies, and despite the anger in his heart, he endured.

"Invincible Begins with Sacrificing to the Ancestors"

After all, there are many people on the other side now.

Seeing that Keith didn't care about himself, Charles didn't mean to have anything to do with Keith.

"Boy, why don't you let me be your opponent."

Charles shifted his focus to Amuro Jin again.

Charles hates Keith, so he hates everyone who has something to do with Keith.

So Lin Xiu was also expelled from the London tennis world by him.

Now that there is an Amuro Jin again, he naturally wants to teach Amuro Jin a good lesson.

"You? You don't deserve to be my opponent. ”

Amuro sneered.

This thing is not the opponent of Keith and Lin Xiu, and where is the qualification to be his opponent.

He came to show Keith and Lin Xiu his strength as the president.

How can this kind of small trash fish deserve to let himself shoot.

"What did you say!"

Charles's face sank, and sure enough, the guy who mixed up with Keith was so annoying.

"You remember, I'm here to kick in today."

"It's not good for your reputation if you lose."

Amuro Jin looked at the club's management.

"Humph! Balls! You, go and get the strongest person here! ”

Charles snorted coldly, in that case, he did what Amuro wanted.

Although Charles is only a junior high school student, his family has a large stake in the club.

Naturally, the managers also knew Charles, and they naturally listened to Charles's words.

Every year, any tennis club signs a number of promising players to help them on their professional path.

Naturally, this is no exception.

It's just that there aren't many professional players still in the club, and most of them are some fledgling rookies.

However, in the eyes of the management, this is enough.

In his opinion, it is not enough to teach a junior high school student a lesson.

Soon the management arrived with a pro.

At first, Anderson heard that he was going to play against a junior high school student, but he refused.

But as soon as he heard that it was arranged by Young Master Charles, he immediately agreed.

After all, as long as he shows his face in front of Master Charles, the resources he can get will become even more.

The world of pro players is far from as wonderful as it seems.

......

"Are you sure?"

Lin Xiu and the three of them were isolated in a corner, and Lin Xiu obviously recognized the player assigned by the other party.

That's a pro!

"Do you know this man?"

Amuro asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Well, he's a professional player signed by this club. It is said that it has begun to be active in some low-level events. ”

Lin Xiu nodded.

"Low-level events? I'm afraid that some U-17 players can't beat this kind of professional player. ”

"Don't worry, let you see my strength."

Amuro Jin chuckled.

Competing in lower-level pros can only be considered quasi-professional at best.

Many of the players in the U-17 World Cup have that quality.

There are not a few who even crush and surpass.

As for Amuro himself, he has mastered the seamless, Asura Shinto, dark hitting and other dimensions, and he already has the level of the general team leader of the U-17 World Cup.

Keith and Lin Xiu looked at the back of Amuro Jin on the field.

Whether Amuro Jin is a megalomaniac or really capable of seeing distribution right away.

......

"Boy, don't say I'm bullying you. The chance to serve is up to you! ”

Anderson waved his hand very generously, and he was not afraid of dealing with a junior high school student at all.

Amuro Jin didn't shirk either, his original intention was to give Keith and Lin Xiu the impression of a strong president.

It's better to have a serve.

"Leo, who do you think will win?"

In the crowd, Erica tugged at his companion's sleeve and whispered.

"No matter how you look at it, Anderson will win, but I choose this guy to win."

Leo pointed at Amuro.

"Please, you still can't forget the traces?"

Eric naturally knew why Leo thought Amuro would win.

It's just that he didn't expect that almost a year had passed.

Leo can't forget the traces.

"Nonsense! If this guy wins, I'll run, but if it's you, you won't be angry! ”

Leo said angrily.

Eric shook his head, knowing that Leo wasn't angry about the Trace's departure.

It's just a little reluctant.

......

on the field.

Amuro smiled, what pressure does it take to deal with a quasi-profession.

Borg can still beat the world No. 1 pro, so he has no problem dealing with a quasi-professional.

Sou!

Amuro throws the ball.

Step back with your right foot for half a step, then lean forward and step down, spreading your shoulders to lead the shot.

The action is lightning fast.

Peng!

With a flash of golden light, Anderson's child's hole shrank slightly.

A beam of golden light flashed by his side, and the belated wind pressure came along with the sound of tennis balls hitting the ground.

“A... ACE！ Amuro, 15:0. ”

The club's professional referees were a little stunned.

Is this really a serve that a junior high school student can play?

"What was the speed of that ball just now?"

Eric's face instantly became solemn.

As soon as the connoisseur made a move, Amuro's serve immediately made Eric understand that Amuro is not a guy who can only talk big.

"A CONSERVATIVE ESTIMATE IS ABOVE 220KM/H, AND MAY EVEN HAVE EXCEEDED 240KM/H."

Even Leo can't know the speed of this ball, but the only thing that can be known is that Amuro Jin is definitely not simple.

Keith and Lin Xiu were also stunned for a moment, they didn't expect Amuro Jin's ultra-high-speed serve to be so fast.

......

Peng!

Winter!

“ACE！ Amuro, 30:0. ”

......

Then Amuro's re-serve made everyone realize that the ball just now was not their delusion.

The junior high school student in front of him is indeed able to hit a serve that is at an astonishing speed.

"What a great guy!"

"Where did this guy come from?"

"It's no wonder that Keith messes around with him, and he really has some skills."

Everyone immediately began to discuss, and the original ridicule has been put away.

Strength is the best business card wherever you go.

Anderson's face was solemn, and he still had the basic qualities of a professional player.

He already sensed that Amuro's strength was probably not simple.

He can no longer treat Amuro Jin as an ordinary junior high school student.

"What? Is my serve too fast? ”

"Then I'll just slow down a little bit."

Amuro chuckled.

What a professional player, it's nothing more than that.

Hearing this, Anderson's face sank, he was actually underestimated by a junior high school student?!

Sou!

Amuro threw the ball again, and the tennis ball was thrown high by him.

"Huh? This height? ”

Eric looked up in surprise.

Immediately after that, he saw a black shadow soaring into the sky, it was Amuro Jin!

"Big Bang!"

Amuro Jin's eyes were glowing with coldness, and he naturally didn't need to be polite to outsiders.

Rumble!

This ball already has a hint of light hitting the ball, which Amuro Jin learned from Byodoin.

Anderson took a half-step back, holding his breath.

The movement alone was enough to keep him on guard.

However, Anderson always believed that with the strength of his professional player, it was impossible not to beat back a junior high school student's serve.

A junior high school student can have some strength.

After landing, the tennis ball directly blasted the turf on the surface of the grass, and even a lot of dirt splashed out.

The ball rebounded extremely quickly, and it was already in front of Anderson in an instant.

Anderson pumped with one hand, and the next second a huge force struck.

His face changed instantly.

Anderson's arm trembled slightly, and despite all his strength, the force still lingered.

After a few moments, Anderson's old power subsided, and the racket in his hand was directly knocked away by the ball.

Thorn~~

The ball flew into Anderson's racket and went castrated and hit the barbed wire behind him.

The barbed wire immediately shuddered.

The small yellow ball was stuck between the iron nets, and the violent friction brought up a puff of white smoke.

It took a while before it gradually fell silent.

Anderson clutched his wrist, his eyes full of shock.

The scene was silent, and everyone couldn't believe what they were seeing.

A junior high school student actually knocked off a professional player's racket with a single ball?

If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they wouldn't have believed it.

Amuro Jin shook his head in some disappointment, his strength was more than enough, and his skills were insufficient.

It's good that the other party can use brute force to fight their own big bang for so long.

But the other party's mastery of sweet spot skills is really a little rough.

At least it's a little rough compared to the current Amuro Jin.

After all, Amuro is only one step away from mastering light shots, which are a very difficult trick for most professional players to master in low-level competitions.

......

"Big Bang!"

Peng!

Although Anderson had always been confident in his strength, he could not compete with the constant impact of Amuro's explosion.

Anderson's strength will eventually run out, and once it is exhausted, it will be a catastrophe for Anderson.

"This game was scored by Amuro Jin, and the score was 1:0."

......

The first game exceeded everyone's expectations.

It was actually Anderson who was easily defeated by Amuro.

And it's all scored on direct serve.

You know, Anderson is a real registered pro.

Although they can only mix in low-level competitions to earn points, professional players are professional players after all.

Who would have thought that a professional player would be suppressed by a junior high school student?!

"What a great guy!"

Eric was shocked, for him, Amuro's strength was simply terrifying.

Leo's face was also solemn, but he thought of another layer.

Amuro Jin looks like he's from the same place as the Trace.

If the opponents that the trace has been facing since returning to Japan are all of this level, then the progress of the trace can be imagined.

If he wants to defeat the Traces one day in the future, he'll have to work harder.

As for Charles, he already has a stinky face.

He already knew that he was indeed no match for Amuro.

This feeling of being successfully pretended by the other party made him extremely uncomfortable.

......

"Anderson! Aren't you a pro? ”

"Show your skills!"

Charles yelled at Anderson in the field.

He really couldn't get used to Amuro's appearance of an old god.

Hearing this, Anderson also clenched the racket in his hand.

His dignity as a professional player was trampled on.

It is simply unforgivable that a junior high school student can easily take a game from his own hands.

"Roar~"

With Anderson's roar, the clothes on his upper body were directly torn.

The sound of stabbing and stabbing resounded on the court.

Anderson ripped off the strip of cloth from his upper body, revealing his muscular muscles.

"Oh? It turned out to be a popping clothes, but your popping clothes seem to be just that. ”

Amuro Jin finally came to the interest, and sure enough, the professional players have more or less some ability.

Bursting clothes, this is already the highest level that a traditional power tennis player can achieve.

It's just that compared to Duke Watanabe's completely popping clothes, Anderson's bursting clothes are at best a castrated version.

"Little ghost, I hope you can laugh later!"

Anderson is thoroughly in shape and he can't afford to be disgraced in front of Charles and the club's management.

If he loses to a junior high school student, his career is completely ruined.

There is a good chance that the club will cut him.

Peng!

The muscles in Anderson's arm bulged in an exaggerated line, and the wave of air he brought up at the moment of hitting the ball looked terrifying.

Pressing people with force is what Anderson does best.

Against a junior high school student, this is also what he thinks is the best way to play.

The difference in physical fitness brought about by the decisive difference in age cannot be changed.

No matter how Anderson thinks of Amuro's slender arms, it is impossible to have that much strength.

In fact, purely in terms of strength, Anderson, who has reached the realm of bursting clothes, is superior.

But Amuro's skill is enough to support him to smooth the gap between the two sides, and even reverse it.

"Dark Shot!"

Since it is to show his strength, Amuro Jin naturally wants to fight quickly.

Anderson's Tong Kong widened, and the ball after crossing the net instantly became huge.

He was a burly man who instantly became small compared to this ball.

Before he could react to what was going on, a huge force still slammed into his body.

In an instant, Anderson's burly body flew backwards, blood spraying through his mouth.

The first glimpse of the horror of the dark shot.

"Stand up and keep fighting!"

Amuro Jin walked to the net, looked at Anderson who fell to the ground, and said coldly.

Although Anderson did not bully Keith and Lin Xiu, choosing to side with Charles is equivalent to being an accomplice.

The accomplice is the enemy, and the methods of dealing with the enemy Amuro Jin have always been not very gentle.

It's not a national tournament, it's a professional tennis club in the UK.

This is the world.

The lion fights the rabbit with all his strength, and Amuro Jin still understands.

Anderson struggled to get up from the ground, and looked at Amuro's cold eyes and he was terrified.

A quasi-professional is afraid of a junior high school student.

No one will believe it.