Prince of Tennis: I, the Son of God, Yukimura Seiichi

#230 - Polk enters the game



#230 - Polk enters the game

In the German team.

"From now on, you will no longer be a member of the German team."

Polk said calmly without even looking at Seffried.

"Why?"

Seffried shouted excitedly, his body even trembling with emotion.

What he was most proud of was joining the German team, and now they actually wanted him to leave.

Why.

He was so strong, he could definitely make a name for himself among the newcomers.

Why did the German team still want him to leave the team.

How could he bear this humiliation.

Just as Seffried was lost in thought.

"Don't you understand yet, Seffried?"

Q.P looked at Seffried indifferently and said: "Underestimating your opponent and being emotional on the court."

"Most seriously, you don't respect your seniors."

Hearing this, Seffried's expression changed constantly, and his breathing became rough due to his emotions.

He cherished his dream, but he didn't expect his dream to be shattered by himself.

In the end, he didn't say anything and left alone.

Afterwards.

"Frankensteiner, you'll be my doubles partner in the next match."

Polk said without looking up at the parameter table.

"Yes, Captain!"

Frankensteiner said excitedly.

He is another junior high school student on the German team.

What he didn't expect was that in his first match in the world, he would form a doubles team with their German team captain!

At the same time.

In the Neon team.

"Kimijima, Kirihara did a good job."

Irie Kazuya spoke first.

"Senior Kimijima, Kirihara, you've worked hard."

"Mitsuya is right."

Kimijima Ikuto was silent for a moment and said: "The German team definitely can't end up losing the match like this, and because of Seffried's problem, many discussions are saying that there is a problem with the German team."

"In this situation, Polk can't just let it go."

"It's very likely that he's going to play, to let everyone witness the posture of the King's German team."

Hearing this, a trace of solemnity appeared on everyone's faces.

Who is Polk!?

A professional player!

A person of this level of strength is about to play.

How could it not make people feel heavy.

"Senior Omagari and Shiraishi, just do your best in this match."

Yukimura interrupted everyone's silence at this time and said indifferently: "It might not be Polk."

After all, there's no use in thinking about anything.

Here, they should trust their teammates and leave everything to them.

Even if they lose, it's enough to go all out.

On the court.

At the moment when the match was announced to begin and the players from both sides began to enter the arena.

Whether it was Shiraishi Kuranosuke or Omagari Ryuji, their expressions changed instantly.

As expected, their opponents in this match were - Polk!!

The captain of the German team, that is to say, the strongest member of the German team!

At this moment.

Everyone looked at Polk, who was wearing a black jersey on the court.

Behind him was Frankenstein, but no one would notice Frankenstein anymore.

Everyone's focus was only on Polk!

The next moment!

The entire venue suddenly erupted in an uproar.

"Polk!"

"Polk!"

"Polk!"

"Look! It's Polk! The German team will definitely win this match!"

"The King's Polk is finally playing!"

At this time.

Along with Polk's appearance, the surrounding audience was very excited and excited.

It seemed that shouts and applause were no longer enough to vent their love for Polk.

They had to keep shouting his name to express their love for him!

With Polk's appearance, the only winner could be the German team!

"It really is the style of the German team."

Camus said casually when he saw this scene.

"Polk, let's see how long you can stay calm!"

Amadeus' eyes were cold.

"Polk is still so popular."

Reinhardt's eyes narrowed and he looked at Polk.

No matter what team it is, they can't help but be solemn about Polk!

Because this person is the captain of the King's German team!

In the Neon team.

"It seems Kimijima was right."

Duke Watanabe said with narrowed eyes.

"After all, this is the first public match before the World Cup."

Kimijima Ikuto said indifferently: "As the King, the German team losing a match is enough to shake many viewers and supporters!"

"Then Omagari and Shiraishi are in danger in this match."

Duke Watanabe's eyes narrowed.

"It's not like that, Senior Watanabe."

Yukimura said with a calm expression: "They can't contend in this match."

"It should be said that they can't contend."

Everyone's face changed drastically!

Can't contend!

Even Yukimura said that, which is enough to prove how strong Polk is!

"However, Polk's choice is correct."

Mitsuya Akuto said with a calm expression: "Look, the audience at the venue is already at their most excited moment."

"If Polk wins overwhelmingly, then the King's posture of the German team will return."

At this time, everyone understood how calm Polk's mind was.

Not only strong, but also calm.

Such an opponent is really terrifying.

At the same time.

On the court.

"Kimijima was right."

Omagari Ryuji's eyes narrowed and he said in a deep voice.

"Senior Omagari, this match is dangerous."

Beside him, Shiraishi Kuranosuke's face was extremely solemn.

At this moment.

Before the match had officially started, they had already felt the overwhelming pressure from Polk!

A moment later.

Both sides stood in front of the net.

"Match start, one game, German team Polk's serve!"

The referee's voice fell.

Shiraishi Kuranosuke and Omagari Ryuji's faces changed again.

Polk's serve!

Three minutes into the match.

"Game, German team, 1:0!"

"Game, German team, 2:0!"

"Game, German team, 3:0!"

"Polk!"

"Polk!"

"This is the real King's German team! Go Polk!"

"The strength that the King's German team should have! Defeat the Neon team!"

Suddenly, the audience cheered enthusiastically.

For the Neon team and the German team, the audience of course supports the King, the German team with a nine-game winning streak!

"Game, German team, 4:0!"

Shiraishi Kuranosuke's expression was solemn, and his pupils shrank like needles.

But just now that ball.

He didn't catch the figure at all.

"Game, German team, 5:1!"

Omagari Ryuji bet his dignity as a first-team member.

In the end, he could only try his best to win back one game.

This made Omagari Ryuji feel a little frustrated.

"Match over, German team wins, 6:1!"

In less than twenty minutes, the referee's voice announcing the score had already come.

With the announcement of the result, the second match is over!


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