Tennis King: God-level Player

At this moment, with the Spanish team defeating the German Kings, after the Kings Germany was formed, everything in the past was all in vain.

Apart from that.

Also because they beat the king of Germany.

Now.

Their reputation has been boosted by the existence of the King of Germany!! "Now the outside world is talking about us."

A smile appeared on a person's face beside him, "I have to say, it's really nice to meet the German Kings in advance."

"Use their fall to forge us!"

Next to this person, another person spoke up.

Seeing this, Medanore frowned slightly, "Alex, Manfred, it's not yet time for us to lose our vigilance."

Alex Mullen, Manfred Lytton.

Both of them are members of the Spanish team, and their strengths are all world-class.

And, top world class! If not, they wouldn't have been able to beat Germany's two returning pros.

"Although many teams in the world are trash fish, there are still some people with corresponding strength and potential!"

Medanore snorted coldly: "For example, the only remaining top four team from the previous term, the Neon Team!!"

"Medanore is right, the competition between the semi-finals is about to take place. No matter which team we encounter, we must not let our guard down."

At this moment, next to Medanore, another person spoke.

Immediately, everyone else fell silent.

Because he is the strongest player in the Spanish team except Medanore!! "Get ready!"

Medanore glanced at everyone indifferently, and his expression was indifferent.

But soon, a trace of fighting intent and anticipation suddenly appeared in his eyes.

"Hope to meet you in the finals, Shuangchi, the god of foxes!!"

The final, the final! Not the semi-final! There is a strong anticipation in Medanore's eyes

at the same time.

It's not just the Final Four that's talking.

Even the teams that have been eliminated are now one.

The king's German team, even before the semi-finals, has already fallen ahead of schedule.

Everyone doesn't know how to sigh about what happened to the German team.

This year's German team seems to be really too much! Even the top four teams were completely destroyed before they even entered. This is the real death.

after knowing the news.

There was also a hint of sigh and astonishment on Camus' face.

This year's team is really strong.

They are equally strong, very strong, but they are still defeated by the Neon team! And the nine consecutive champions, the German team, were directly defeated by the Spanish team.

The Swiss team has already been eliminated from the competition.

"Leader, this time, even the Neon team will be difficult!"

Tristan couldn't help but said, the next four teams, one is stronger than the other, the best result is to meet Ah

Team Argentina! "Not necessarily."

Camus was silent for a while, then shook his head, "It's a pity, it would have been better if I met Shuangchi, the god of the fox, earlier!"

Maybe he can find someone who really understands his tennis! "Have you reached the semi-finals?"

In the Greek team, Zeus had a soft smile on his face: "Then wish you a smooth journey."

"Lord Zeus!"

Vulkan and Hermes also had faint smiles on their faces, although it was said that the Greek team was out.

But they still pay attention to the little changes in the World Cup.

"However, has the German team of kings perished the Spanish team?"

A trace of worry appeared on Hercules' face: "I hope that group of young people can continue to walk."

"It's just that the teams I met later are stronger than each other!!"

"Team Neon is fine."

Zeus shook his head: "Continue to work hard, I hope to fight with you again next year, Royal Fox God Shuangchi!!"

at the same time.

That night.

All teams have received the final results of their semi-final opponents.