olympian big player

Chapter 129 Chapter 128 - French Open Final - 5
'I'm rubbing, what kind of racket does this guy hold, new, not the previous two colors?High stretch, or regular? 'Nadal couldn't make up his mind, thought about it, and disassembled a new racket.

The steady serve, the toss, the volley!

The moment Nadal caught the tennis ball, he judged the type of racket Buzelu had, let's go!

Bu Zelu caught the ball and took the initiative to attack. He even used an ordinary racket. '

'Scumbag, you are using a fucking ordinary racket, what kind of wolf with a big tail are you pretending to be! 'Nadal took the ball back with a small, uneven run.

Well, it's fair now, the rackets of the two have returned to the initial stage, and no one wants to take advantage of the other.

1:0
Bu Zelu took the lead to save his serve.

1:1
Not to be outdone, Nadal still maintains strong physical fitness.

2:1
Bu Ze Lu is as solid as a rock.

2:2
Nadal was on fire.

3:2
The steps are as motionless as a mountain.

3:3
Nadal flashes.

4:3
Steps and shoes... Poor words.

4:4
Nadal...same.

In the third set, just like the previous two sets, neither of the two players could shake the other's serve, but at the same time they also ensured that their own serve was still in a violent rhythm.

Once again, it came to a long game duel.

"Huh~" Bu Zelu became stronger as he hit the late stage, and Nadal's physical exertion has begun to increase his mistakes.

纳达尔（1）6 6 （15）6（13）

步泽履（2）4 7（17）7（15）

Bu Zelu, who got the match point, finally breathed a sigh of relief. At the same time as the rest, Bu Zelu added a medical timeout. In fact, Bu Zelu didn't want to, but his throat was really uncomfortable and burning.

I just drank a mouthful of water and choked on it, which caused damage to the inner wall of my throat again. Although there was no large-scale vomiting of blood, there was blood in the spit.

Especially with the touch of red on the towel, the audience knew how serious Bu Zelu's throat was going to be.

The accompanying doctor came in and checked Bu Zelu's mouth, but he didn't have much to do. He just sprayed Bu Zelu's neck.

At this time, the head referee also notified a round of referee replacement. There was really no way, the two fought 3 sets for 6 hours, an average of [-] hours per set.

Who can bear this? The lights of the stadium have been turned on long ago, and many fans at the scene suddenly noticed that they had watched the game for 6 hours without knowing it.

It was so intense that all the audience didn't notice it. The offensive and defensive transitions between the two were too fast. Coupled with the alternation of the score, everyone watching was immersive. If the referee hadn't reminded them, everyone hadn't realized it yet. .

The game started at 7:[-] p.m., and it was already past one o'clock in the morning. If we continue to fight in this situation, it will take at least two hours to end the battle.

Not to mention that if it reaches the fifth game, is it another eight-hour battle?

No, I'm afraid the two of them will break the record again.

Bu Zelu was wiping his sweat and recharging his energy when he suddenly noticed the picture on the big screen and grinned.

'It's so fierce! '

Nadal was very embarrassed. He knew that he was captured by the big screen, but now he didn't dare to look to the side, but as a normal man, how could he not notice the murderous scene next to him.

Drink water, wipe sweat, wipe vigorously, and look ahead.

"Why aren't you next to me!" Bu Zelu felt helpless, why didn't he dare to look at it... "I'm a big Cao!" '

Bu Zelu was very stiff, and quickly exhausted all the strategies in his mind to avoid embarrassment.

'Mosquito legs are still meat no matter how small they are, no, it must be done. After the medical timeout ended, Bu Zelu started to enter the field with the tennis racket again and prepare for the fourth game with Nadal.

Now that he has won the match point, he already has an absolute advantage, one step to heaven, one step to hell.

After switching places, Bu Zelu bit his back teeth, then wiped the slightly crooked mohawk on his head with both hands in a cool manner, and walked over with his own sweat towel.

After arriving at the new half, Bu Zelu handed the towel to the ball boy, and then...

The big screen instantly caught up with Bu Zelu. Just now Nadal was serious when facing the fierce beauty, but now Bu Zelu handed the towel to the beauty in the same way.

The audience at the scene saw Bu Zelu's approach, scanning from bottom to top, following the fluctuation of the head to the peak and then staying at the position below the highest point.

'I'm really just getting things done! Bu Zelu said MMP in his heart countless times, and he said it all, to see beautiful women should wear gentleman's sunglasses, it's really out of style to look so straight.

The big screen has given up on the close-up of the beautiful caddy because Bu Zelu's facial expressions are so exciting.

Staring, holding a towel and pretending to wipe the sweat slowly on his arms, his eyes remained motionless, his mouth opened slightly, and his eyebrows twitched.

Finally, he blinked at the beautiful woman before handing over the sweat towel.

'It's done, it's done, it's so exciting! 'Bu Zelu completed the 'scanning' of the system tasks and the requirement to keep his eyes still for more than 10 seconds.

Bu Zelu, who had learned from the past, dared to complete the task directly on the spot, because the task reward had already been indicated.

Charisma+3
Then I took a look, and at this time, the small character column of Charm under Bu Zelu's character interface has written 'Charm +13'

'No matter how small the mosquito legs are, they are still meat!Gather sand into a tower! Bu Ze walked triumphantly to his own area and waited for Nadal's serve.

Nadal helplessly wiped the sweat from his forehead. He didn't dare to look just now, but when it came to Bu Zelu, this guy was no longer peeking, but looking blatantly, and then looked at Bu Zelu's triumphant expression standing opposite. .

Nadal gave Bu Zelu a thumbs up!Then grin!
"Hoo~" Bu Zelu turned his head and whistled at the fierce beauty, raised his chin at the newly replaced caddy standing behind, and blinked again.

"Has this bastard ever seen a woman? Really, isn't it just a bit fierce, mine is not small!" A girl in a certain apartment in Millican angrily tore off the towel wrapped around her head.

After applying the mask, I was really bored, so I ran to take a shower. Just as I was about to check the latest score, I saw Bu Zelu and Nadal taking a break again.

'Cow split! '

'Of course I am discovering beauty! '

Putting away the frolicking, Nadal calmed down and prepared to serve. Similarly, Bu Zelu became serious and cold, and started to observe Nadal's serve in small steps with the same seriousness.

"ACE! 15:0"

Bu Zelu did not expect Nadal to be able to play such a super high-quality serve, especially when he turned his head and glanced at the speedometer '195/KM' on the sidelines

If it was definitely a failure at the beginning of the game, but now the two of them have been fighting for six hours, and they still maintain such combat effectiveness. Nadal's physical strength has not yet entered the stage of exhaustion.

"Hey, let's fight. This guy is really hard to play. It's even harder than at the Australian Open. Not counting before, I've practiced for two months in the past few days. I don't know if he has updated the mirror image after this game. How strong. Bu Zelu shook his head in disappointment and began to prepare with small steps again.

Nadal just hit an ace to improve his morale. The most important thing is to tell Bu Zelu that he still has enough energy, and he is not afraid even if he hits the fifth set. No, he must hit the fifth set.

Because Nadal is now temporarily behind.

The fourth set was no different from the first three sets. The two still held each other's serve while biting the score.

Accidentally appeared on the eighth ball of the fourth game, Nadal successfully broke serve, and the score suddenly came to 5:3 because the next round will be his serve game.

Bu Zelu is in danger, because he has not broken Nadal's serve so far,

In other words, if Nadal successfully wins the next goal, he will win the game 6-3, with a total score of 2:2
Nadal directly applied for a medical timeout. He needs to adjust his state. The most important thing is to recover his physical strength. The continuous long-term duel with Bu Zelu is too exhausting.

'Absolutely get this point. 'Nadal was sitting on a chair and pouring water directly onto his head. He needed to calm down.

Bu Zelu was also very tired, which is the case with a strong-willed opponent like Nadal. In this set, his consecutive mistakes caused an unexpected loss of points.

Looking at the score, he also understands that the key to the next goal is to break serve! '

At this time, the super fierce beauty standing beside Bu Zelu watched with bright eyes as Bu Zelu took off his short sleeves, and poured water directly on his head.

You must know that Bu Zelu is only 20 years old, and according to the data, she has no girlfriend at all. If such a superstar can be on the list, what kind of caddy would she be, so relying on her figure, she directly joined Bu Zelu A towel was handed to him.

'He has a good figure, the abdominal muscles must feel very good to the touch! '

Bu Zelu suddenly noticed the expression of the woman next to him, he was taken aback for a moment, then took a deep breath generously, straightened his abdomen, making the eight-pack abs more obvious, then grinned, and hurriedly put on his clothes.

The next moment, Bu Zelu put away his playful face and changed his clothes, then frowned and looked at the scoreboard. At the same time, he noticed Nadal who was dealing with cramps.

After the 5-minute medical pause, Bu Zelu patted his face to refresh himself, and rubbed his head vigorously with a towel.

'Eh~' Then Bu Zelu was startled when he saw the large patches of red on the white towel.

The referee also noticed this, and hurried down to check whether Bu Zelu had suffered a head injury.

Then the embarrassment came, Bu Zelu washed the hair dye with water to make his hair, originally this thing worked very well, according to the introduction of the hair stylist, and Bu Zelu asked his brother-in-law to test it, it was true that it couldn't be washed off at that time.

However, a large area of ​​red has been applied to the face, which looks very permeable. The referee immediately asked Bu Zelu to at least remove the paint from his face.

(End of this chapter)