I'm in NetKing, and I have a tennis mini-game

"Yeah!"

Hearing Reinhardt's words, Hopkins next to him sighed: "These are the only ones who can stop them from reaching the top!"

While speaking.

He fixed his eyes on the Spanish team.

Yes, it was the Spanish team.

But the one he regarded as the super boss was the Japanese team.

Not only Hopkins and the players of the American team, in fact, other teams, even the players and fans of the Spanish team, all thought so.

That's right.

The Spanish team defeated the second-ranked Swiss team, and the gold content was not low. But don't forget that the Japanese team also did it.

In addition, Ishikawa easily defeated Amadeus, who was hailed as the first person under Polk. In comparison, the strength shown by the Japanese team is undoubtedly stronger.

"This game!!!"

Not far away.

The players of the German team secretly clenched their fists.

Especially Seyfried and others, they still felt very unwilling at this time. They even thought that their luck was too bad. If the German team had met the Spanish team or the Swiss team first, and then met the Japanese team in the final, the win or loss would not be certain.

"But the Japanese team may not win."

At this time, Frankensteiner, who was looking back at the game the day before yesterday, seemed to have thought of something and suddenly said: "The match between the ghost and senior Qp consumed too much physical energy. Even if he can play in this game, he may not be able to play 60% of his strength, or even the opponent's main general."

"No."

However, before Frankensteiner finished speaking, Bismarck next to him shook his head and said: "The ghost was indeed affected a lot, but that Ishikawa is different. Jurgen said that the opponent may have mastered some method to quickly restore physical energy."

"Is that so?"

Hearing this, several junior high school students were a little disappointed.

And Polk, standing in the middle of the crowd with his arms folded, looked at Ishikawa who walked to the side of the court and was about to go on the court to communicate with the opponent's main general.

"His physical energy. I am afraid it is close to infinite!"

Polke is very confident in his strength, especially his physical energy. He even beat the world's number one professional player. But Ishikawa is the first opponent that he is not sure of winning in terms of physical energy.

"But."

After a pause, he looked at the long-haired young man who also appeared on the field: "If he can stimulate his potential, the outcome of the decisive battle between the two of them is uncertain."

Polke's strength is indeed very strong, and he is even known as the best high school student. But in terms of talent, he is not as good as the brilliant Medanore.

The opponent's talent is very terrible, even to the extent that people think he is a monster. However, his tennis style is a bit alternative, which makes it difficult for many self-proclaimed orthodox people to accept.

For this reason, after the news of Medanore's injury came out, many people did not feel sorry, but secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

In Polk's view.

If there is anyone in the high school or the Spanish team who can defeat Ishikawa now, it is probably this person who is called the "genius heretic".

"Antonio Medanore."

"Shin Ishikawa."

In front of the net.

The two simply shook hands.

Both sides knew that the other was a top player and had reached the finals, so there was no provocation or provocation.

"By the way."

However, just as the two were about to leave, Medanore suddenly said, "I am looking forward to your performance."

As he spoke, he looked at Ishikawa meaningfully.

"Me too."

Ishikawa also smiled.

He seemed to understand what the other party meant, and before leaving, he added, "Remind you that our former captain is very strong, stronger than you think!"

Hearing this.

Medanore paused.

"He knows?"

"Yes, as the captain, if Byodoin wants to change the match list, it must be approved by him."

"So,"

Thinking of this, he suddenly turned his head and looked at the blond young man standing in the rest area of ​​the Japanese team outside the court: "We can continue the game two years ago!"

As for Ishikawa.

Medanore didn't care.

It's not that he doesn't value the other party, but that someone will solve this problem. And the strength of that person is so shocking that even Medanore feels shocked!

"Next, the World Cup final will begin, Japan vs. Spain."

"First, we will have the singles 3 (s3) match."

"Japan's representative Atobe Keigo (first grade 3) vs. Spain's representative Akutsu Jin (first grade 3)."

"Please prepare yourselves, both players."

After the words fell.

The audience around the stadium subconsciously looked at the players on both sides.

"Atobe and Akutsu?"

The representatives of the Japanese team, especially the junior high school students, stared in disbelief.

"Really?"

Mizuki said in surprise: "The World Cup final will be a match between these two people?"

Yagyu pushed his glasses and said jokingly: "Is this a training match for Hyotei?"

"Uh!"

Hearing this.

Kirihara, Momoshiro and others beside him subconsciously twitched their mouths.

"Too exaggerated!"

Hiyoshi, Feng and others also felt it was crazy.

This is the World Cup stage, and the first match will be between two of the former Hyotei Big Three.

"By the way."

At this time, Akutagawa scratched his head, and after a while of thinking, he asked curiously: "Have Atobe and Akutsu ever played a formal match?"

"This"

Hirohi, Taki and others were also stunned.

"It seems... not?"

Hiyoshi thought for a while and said: "I only remember that Minister Atobe and Deputy Minister Ishikawa secretly played a game behind our backs. As for Senior Akutsu and Minister Atobe, it seems that they really have never played. Not even a training match!"

"This is interesting."

Marui touched his chin and looked towards the direction of the court with a look of watching a good show.

Others also became interested.

They are not members of Hyotei, so they are naturally happy to see this so-called "Hyotei Civil War" happen.

And.

Seriously speaking, whether it is Akutsu or Atobe, each other's abilities are also the best among junior high school students. If the two fight, it is really hard to say who will win.

In front of the net.

The two looked at each other.

Both felt the pressure from the other.

Atobe smiled and said, "I didn't expect that my first match with you would be held in the World Cup final."

"Nothing strange."

Akutsu looked very arrogant: "The game will be over soon, you will lose to me, that's all."

After saying that.

He turned around and left without looking back.

"This guy is really crazy!"

In the rest area of ​​the Japanese representatives, Shishido was angry. With his straightforward personality, he looked down on "traitors" like Akutsu the most.

"He has the capital to be crazy."

On the contrary, Oshitsu was very calm. He shook his head and said, "Akutsu's talent is also the first tier (except Ishikawa). Moreover, with his personality, the opponent he wants to meet in this final will probably not be Atobe."

Swish!

Hearing this.

Many people looked at Ishikawa.

They all knew that Akutsu's goal had always been to defeat Ishikawa head-on on the court.

But it was a pity.

The gap between him and his opponent was too big. This was the case in the U17 reshuffle and the World Cup final. Even if he went to the Spanish team, he was still not qualified to meet Ishikawa.

Of course.

In their hearts, they did not look down on Akutsu at all. Because this has never been Akutsu's own problem.

Ishikawa is too strong.

That dazzling light is recognized by everyone. Tezuka, the first junior high school student under Ishikawa, is far behind.

The same is true for Atobe.

Moreover, compared with the duel between the two and Ishikawa, they are more looking forward to which of the two guys who are known as the Hyotei Big Three with Ishikawa is stronger!

"The match is three sets and two wins."

Soon.

The two retreated to the baseline, and the referee sitting on the high chair confirmed the status of both sides and said loudly: "In the first set, Japan's Atobe serves, and the game ends!"

Snap!

Snap!

Snap!

As the voice fell.

Everyone's eyes fell on Atobe. I saw that the opponent patted the tennis ball twice slightly and then threw it high up.

Then.

He leaned back, staring at the tennis ball in the air under the expectant eyes of the audience, and whispered: "Don-Huai-Se-Serve!"

Swish!

As the last word "ball" came out, Atobe's body seemed to be released from a spring compressed to the extreme, and it returned to its original position in an instant. At the same time, the racket in his hand also slammed towards the tennis ball in the air.

Bang!

There was a loud bang.

The tennis ball shot out violently like an arrow from a string.

Chi Chi

And, under the shocked eyes of everyone, the tennis ball did not bounce directly, but slid out close to the ground.

"15-0!"

"Hiss!!!"

"This serve. Isn't it too exaggerated?"

"Is he really a junior high school student? Such a powerful serve, I'm afraid only professional players can play it?"

For a while.

Shocked and amazed voices resounded throughout the court.

Everyone was shocked by Atobe's skills, especially those who saw it for the first time and the representatives of the Spanish team. When he looked at Atobe again, there was a little more awe in his eyes.

Bang!

Bang!

After that.

Atobe hit two more Tanhuaiser serves, and without exception, they were all direct scores.

"Too strong!"

Seeing the score of 40-0, someone couldn't help but say: "Four direct ace serves at the beginning, is this the gold content of the World Cup final?!"

Many fans of Atobe's skills and looks also clenched their fists excitedly. At this time, they all hoped that Atobe could defeat the fierce-looking guy on the opposite side with a crisp serve.

Bang!

Soon.

Atobe hit the Tanhuaiser serve again.

No matter how many times you watch the tennis ball flying out at high speed, it will still make people feel extremely shocked.

"I'm tired of your serve!"

But at this moment, Akutsu on the opposite side said with a cold face.

Swish!

Immediately.

He flashed and moved to the front of the tennis ball in an instant. At the same time, he made a hitting motion.

"This guy is so fast!"

"Hmph! So what if it's fast? You can't react quickly enough to hit this kind of serve back. Without enough observation and skills, it's absolutely impossible."

Bang!

But the next moment.

With a blast-like sound, the light yellow tennis ball shot back towards Atobe's position at an alarming speed.

For a time, countless people showed surprised expressions.

That [Tannhäuser Serve] with such top-notch and tricky skills was cracked just like that? !