My Tennis Treasure, Starting From Polk's Retention!

0431 won the doubles number 1!! The last singles number 1!!

"boom--"

"The German U-17 team scores! The score is 15-0!"

"boom--

"The German U-17 team scores! The score is 300!"

"boom

"The German U-17 team scores! The score is 40-0!"

Berti and Schneider scored three consecutive goals!

Everyone in the audience almost stood up involuntarily at this moment!!

"One goal left!!"

"Berti!! Schneider!! Come on!!"

"Germany U-17!!Germany U-17!!"

"Two little guys from Spain!! Defend!! Forio!! Don't give up!!"

"Stop joking!! The outcome of this game has been decided!! The professional doubles will still win!!"

"That's right!! Even if the Spanish U-17 team wants to end the game in doubles number one, the German U-17 team is not kidding you!!"

"The last ball!! Schneider, use your power to give these two Spanish guys some color!!"

In the auditorium, the cheers of the audience almost echoed throughout the entire competition.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that there is no suspense in this game!!

Let five chase seven!

This incredible comeback doubles game is enough to become a very eye-catching doubles game in this U-17 World Cup!

same!

Inside the German U-17 players' box.

Atobe Keigo and the others also stood up one by one, clenched their fists and looked at Berti and Schneider in the court, silently cheering for their last goal.

Polk and the others looked solemn.

In their (ceef) eyes, this goal exchange is undoubtedly the most critical last step of the game!

win!!

Germany U-17 has a great chance to win the championship this year!!

On the other hand, inside the players’ box of the Spanish U-17 team.

Except for the general, Medanore, who frowned, the expressions of the others did not change much.

Echizen Nanjiro held his chin and yawned: "Hey! It seems that in the end, it will be a competition between you two brats!"

"That's fine... After all, for me, it would be a pity if this game ended like this..."

"The competition between you two brats is the highlight of the finals..."

His words were heard clearly by everyone in the Spanish U-17 dugout.

Echizen Ryoga raised the corner of his mouth: "Yes... He and I will decide the outcome of this game... It is the best decisive game!"

Almost all the U.S. U-17 people and Japan U-17 people in the VIP box were standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows.

Thomas and Angelet also waited quietly for the end of the last ball.

finally!

"boom--"

"The German U-17 team scores! The game is over! The score is 7-5!"

"In the second set of doubles number one, the winner is... Berti and Schneider of the German U-17 team!"

"Doubles No. 1 game is over! The total score is 2:0!"

"The winner of doubles number two is...Berti and Schneider of the German U-17 team!"

"The whole score is 2-2!!"

"The next singles No. 1 game will be the decisive match point between the German U-17 and Spanish U-17 teams!"

"Players from both sides please prepare for the game!!"

When the "giant" Schneider in the court penetrated the defensive blind spot of Forio and Serra, he scored the last goal.

The referee's voice announcing the score also sounded throughout the audience at this time.

2-2!

After 4 games, we finally came to the final game!!

Berti and Schneider, who won the game, couldn't help but smile at each other.

"Congratulations to both of you! No, it should be said to be the German J-17 team!"

Folio said with a slight smile across the court at this time.

Hearing his words, the Bell people raised their eyebrows slightly: "Thank you! But, looking at you, you look confident!"

"The last game...are you so sure?"

Folio shook his head: "Sure? No! I can only say that both you and us are looking forward to this game!"

As he said this, the four people on the court all looked at the players' benches on both sides of them. .