Shiraishi Kuranosuke of the Net King

In his heart, there was a hoarse roar.

puff!

puff!

But the two wind blades still landed on his head.There were two sounds of live things being embedded in the flesh, but the bright red was falling, and the sunset glow and the incandescent street lamps reflected the glow, which was extraordinarily strange.

A little snow-white flutters, and if you look closely, it is the withered yellow leaves that had been knocked down before.Pieces of pieces fell from Reinhardt's side.

"Damn things!"

Suddenly, he raised his head and glared at Shiraishi opposite him with red eyes.

bump!

However, the other party exhausted his last strength and fell down.

"Pretend to be dead?"

Reinhardt was furious, with a wicked smile at the corner of his mouth, raised his racket in his hand, and was about to hit Shiraishi with a kill shot.

"Cough, cough, cough..."

At this moment, the sound of intermittent coughing came, and then a carefree middle-aged man's voice sounded: "Young man, don't go too far."

Who?

Reinhardt turned his head sharply and glared at the person who spoke up.

However, when he saw the other party's appearance clearly, his pupils shrank suddenly.

Chapter [-]: Retreat

"Well!"

Seeing the middle-aged man wearing sunglasses walking out of the crowd, Reinhardt's blue pupils shrank suddenly.

This person actually gave him an invisible pressure.

How can it be?

Even the bald man on the German national team never made him feel this way.

and many more……

Reinhardt frowned, he seemed to have seen this face, this outline before.

Swish!

A smiling face appeared in his mind.A cynical young man who doesn't care about everyone, not even his captain's orders.

Echizen Ryuya!

He accidentally discovered the genius who was extremely jealous of his strength, but also relied on him very much, and regarded him as an indispensable puzzle for the rise of the American team.

And the appearance of that genius actually had a seven-point similarity with the middle-aged man in front of him.

"Could it be that……"

Reinhardt's heart couldn't help but tremble, and a face appeared in his mind again.A face that was once posted in Times Square in New York, the legendary Tennis Samurai - Echizen Nanjiro!

It turned out to be him!

In the blink of an eye, Reinhardt figured it all out.

That's right!

Only this one can give him such inexplicable pressure.That is the terrifying power accumulated by the opponent's career through championship victories.

"The more, the more senior..."

The next moment, under everyone's stunned gaze, Reinhardt actually bowed to this middle-aged man who suddenly appeared.

"how is this possible?"

Wright's eyes widened in disbelief. You know, Reinhardt is still dripping blood on his head.If it was him, it doesn't matter who you came out with, let's beat that damn guy first.

"By the way, Your Excellency Reinhard just seemed to say, Echizen... Could it be...?"

Smith next to him suddenly widened his eyes and looked in disbelief at the rustic middle-aged uncle in a floral shirt. The other party turned out to be the tennis legend.

Tennis legend!

This is a very high praise in the world tennis arena.

If Nanjiro hadn't retired and gave up the first Grand Slam of his career, his name might have reached the highest position in tennis history.

Because at that time, among the players from European and American countries, no one was the opponent of Nanjiro, no!

At that time, he could be said to be alone.

Therefore, some people speculate that the reason for his retirement is that he is tired of tennis because he has no opponents.

Now, this living tennis legend has appeared in front of him.This is no wonder Reinhardt, even if he gets angry again, if he doesn't even give this face, no matter how talented he is, it will cause many people's dissatisfaction.

Because Nanjiro was once the representative of the United States!

"Oh? Recognize it?"