Shiraishi Kuranosuke of the Net King

"okay."

Akutsu nodded.

The hostility in him has rarely disappeared.

the other side.

The dé national team sent two handsome blond men.

One of them had flamboyant hair and an uninhibited smile on his face, exuding this powerful aura.The other man put his hands in his pockets and looked very arrogant.

"The first warm-up match."

"M. Bismarck, E. Seyfried of the national team, Duke Watanabe and Akutsu Jin of the Japanese team!"

"duke?"

The arrogant Seyfried's expression froze: "Could it be that... the King of Destruction?"

"That's right, it's him."

Bismarck's arrogant face showed a strong fighting spirit: "The top ten players in Europe, I'm really looking forward to it!"

"cut……"

Seyfried pouted.

He knew that this senior was serious.

In this case, he has no room to intervene at all.

"In that case."

His eyes turned to Akujin: "It's up to you to bear the wrath of my Seyfried!"

Obviously.

He treated the other party as a lamb to be slaughtered.