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At this time, the two members of the French team had unprecedented confidence in this game.

Each game in the quarter-finals has three games. They have already won the first game, and they are almost winning the second game.

Moreover, in their eyes, Shiraishi Kuranosuke is a super obvious weakness for Team Neon.

"Keep targeting the gray hair!"

"Well, he really has no artistic ability. His tight look is really boring."

The handsome guy and the Parisian guy were talking to Kuranosuke Shiraishi.

His relaxed tone did not put Shiraishi Kuranosuke in his eyes at all.

Kimijima Ikuto seemed to have noticed something, and turned around to look at Shiraishi Kuranosuke quietly.

"Shiraishi, if this continues, we will lose!"

The neither salty nor indifferent tone seemed to be just stating a fact, without any sense of blame, complaint or dissatisfaction that "we lost because of you".

But even if this is the case, a player with a poor psychological quality would probably regard this sentence as Kimijima Ikuto's dissatisfaction with himself, and apologize in a panic!

Kimijima Ikuto himself also understood this possibility. This was his test of Shiraishi Kuranosuke. If Shiraishi Kuranosuke really apologized in a panic and took all the responsibility on himself, Kimijima Ikuto would probably completely

Give up on this game.

A submissive doubles player who is not even confident in facing his own teammates, how should he cooperate, and how can he possibly win?

But still, Shiraishi Kuranosuke did not disappoint Kimijima Ikuto after all.

At this moment, Kuranosuke Shiraishi's face was firm, his expression full of strong self-confidence and a low sense of aggression.

The tone is calm and tense.

"We won't lose! Kimijima-senpai!"

A feeling of sharpness rushed directly to Kimijima Ikuto.

It seemed that he was slightly startled by the sharp force that broke out from Shiraishi Kuranosuke. Kimijima Ikuto squinted his eyes and carefully looked at Shiraishi Kuranosuke again.

Although I don’t know what happened to him, but...

Kimijima Ikuto smiled slightly.

"Then, do you want to negotiate with me, Shiraishi?"

...

The game continued. In this round, the player from the French team who loved walking on the catwalk and was nicknamed the Paris Man served.

The flamboyant hair was neatly gathered to one side, and a pair of focused eyes without any unnecessary emotion stared at Kimijima Ikuto and Shiraishi Kuranosuke without blinking.

Finally it fell on Shiraishi Kuranosuke.

Unfortunately, obviously, you don't deserve to be on this show, so...

"This game will make you completely quit!

!”

"Peng!"

The tennis ball flew towards Kimijima Ikuto with great force. The latter's glasses reflected two cold rays of light, and he hit the tennis ball back cleanly.

But...

Our goal from the beginning was another person!

The handsome guy who had been ambushing him for a long time launched a long-planned counterattack towards Shiraishi Kuranosuke!

"Peng!"

What he didn't know was that Shiraishi Kuranosuke, who had already noticed their thoughts, was staring at him unblinkingly.

Speed:6

Strength:6

Technology:7

Spirit:6

Stamina: 6

For a moment, a five-dimensional moment about a handsome guy appeared in Kuranosuke Shiraishi's mind.

It really crushes him now in all aspects, but...

Seeing Kuranosuke Shiraishi raising his racket and preparing to attack, the two members of the French team were very unconcerned. After testing in the first few games, they also understood the strength of Kuranosuke Shiraishi. He was a player with no blind spots, but

But in every aspect, they are weaker than the two players.

"It should be very difficult for you to hit back this ball!"

The handsome French guy thought with indifferent eyes, but soon, this indifference was dissipated by Shiraishi Kuranosuke's heavy hitting sound, and turned into surprise and incomprehension!

"Peng!"

Kuranosuke Shiraishi held the racquet with both hands, his face was firm and tenacious, and he hit back the ball that the handsome French guy thought he couldn't hit back without showing any weakness!

how come!

In a moment of confusion, the tennis ball flew past the avant-garde French handsome guy, and the Parisian man behind him filled the position in time and appeared in front of the tennis ball!

"It's a pity that your power is also only 6."

Shiraishi Kuranosuke commented calmly.

"Peng!"

A huge force burst out from the tennis ball, causing the Parisian man's face to change and his arms to tremble slightly!

When did this kid become so powerful?

Gritting his teeth, knowing that nothing could be done, the Parisian man decisively adjusted his point of force and lifted the tennis ball high into the air. However, Kimijima Ikuto, who had been ambushing in front of the net for a long time, jumped up high.

A shadow was cast in the eyes of both of them.

At this time, Kimijima Ikuto showed a confident smile.

The slender and fit figure stretches smoothly in the air, and the coat tied around the waist is flying freely.

Kimijima Ikuto said softly and cheerfully: "One is like an eagle spreading its wings."

"Peng!"

The tennis ball was slammed down hard and penetrated the French team's defense.

"15-0."

The one point won by the Neon team on counterattack did not get much reaction from the audience. After all, the Neon team is still five games behind and has lost a set.

However, the two French players on the opposite side looked a lot more solemn.

"Hey! Did you notice it?"

"Well, that gray-haired boy suddenly became super powerful!"

"Have you hidden your strength?"

"I don't know, but his other attributes are still as bad as ever."

The French team looked at each other and immediately determined their next play style and tactics.

The game continues!

"Peng!"

"Peng!"

"Peng!"

The Parisian man aimed at the time, suddenly turned his attack, and hit Kuranosuke Shiraishi with a wide angle shot.

"Ah! Those two guys are targeting Shiraishi again!"

"Is it because the power of Shiraishi's previous ball became stronger, so this time it was aimed at Shiraishi's speed?"

The Neon team instantly guessed the French team's intentions, but...

Watching the French team hit the ball at a wide angle, Souji Hatada smiled faintly.

"The gap over there is too obvious!"

"You should have noticed it, Shiraishi-senpai!"

The tennis ball flew sharply to Shiraishi Kuranosuke's left side. However, unexpectedly, Shiraishi Kuranosuke's figure accelerated rapidly, leaving several afterimages on the court!

How is that possible! Has this guy’s speed also increased?

Kuranosuke Shiraishi's sudden burst of speed shocked the two members of the French team.

"Peng!"
To be continued...