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Bang!

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"30-0, Neon Team..."

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Bang!

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"40-0..."

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bang...

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"Game, 3-0, Neon Team Atobe Keigo, Irie Kanata..."

A few more balls later, the tennis ball was once again suppressed at Seyfried's baseline.

Through the ice world, Seyfried's blind spots were discovered one by one, making it impossible to mount an effective counterattack.

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"The game continues, the Neon team enters the river and plays more serves..."

On the court, Irie held a tennis ball in his hand and stared at the opposite side meticulously.

"Extreme eyesight, but I don't know if you two...can see through my blind spots?"

Bismarck glanced at Atobe and the two with a haughty look, then slightly arched his body and stared at Irie in a defensive posture.

The next moment, Jibu frowned slightly.

From this moment on, Bismarck's blind spots suddenly disappeared one by one, and it seemed that he could no longer find any flaws in his opponent...

"Don't confront him head-on, focus on fighting Seyfried..."

Irie Kanata smiled, glanced at Atobe, and spoke to Atobe softly.

"Of course I know that..."

Atobe snorted softly.

Although he was somewhat unconvinced, he didn't want to ruin each other's doubles strategy...

By now, Seyfried's emotions had been aroused.

He has lost his sense of proportion!

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Swish!

The tennis ball flew out and then quickly flashed across the court.

However, Bismarck did not move slowly. As his body moved, the tennis ball was quickly slapped back!

Bang!

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Bang!

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Atobu's eyes were focused, and he looked at Seyfried's blind spot, and his body suddenly took off again!

"What kind of trick are you going to do again?!"

Seyfried was overwhelmed with shame and anger. He held the racket tightly with both hands and paid attention to Aitobe like never before!

"Get out of the way and give this ball to me!"

Bismarck's eyes narrowed and he saw something was wrong with this ball, and then he immediately spoke.

But Seyfried showed no reaction.

The moment the tennis ball fell, he held the racket and rushed towards it quickly.

"Destroy me! Let's move towards the weeping dance——!"

Bang!

The tennis ball passed through Seyfried's racket with great force, and then instantly splashed smoke and dust behind the court!

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"15-0, Neon Team..."

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"how come……"

Seyfried looked at the big hole in his racket and was speechless in disbelief...

"Use the powerful explosive power of an instant jump to condense the power of the smash into one point..."

Bismarck chuckled, "A few times..."

"My uncle's tennis skills don't need your praise..."

"You are wrong. The reason I am telling you this is because from now on... your tennis will end!"

Bismarck looked at Seyfried with a serious face, "From now on, everything must obey my command. No hitting is allowed without my order!"

"Yes……"

Seyfried's face looked a little ugly, but he just glanced at Atobe angrily and did not object.

"Then just give it to me and give it a try."

Jibu's left index finger and middle finger gently pressed the center of his eyebrows with a noncommittal expression.

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Bang!

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Bang!

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Irie made a backhand shot and swatted the tennis ball towards Seyfried again...

However, the next moment, Bismarck's figure appeared in front of Seyfried, and he caught the tennis ball with a swing of his racket...

"Go back!"

Bang!

The tennis ball was quickly thrown out of Irie's court and then disappeared.

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"15-15, German team, Bismarck..."

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"Bismarck's counterattack has begun..."

In the lounge, QP slowly spoke.

"That guy Seyfried is really unreliable..." Berti said slowly.

"Having said that, that guy named Atobu is really not weak. I didn't expect that Neon would have a junior high school student of this level..."

Schneider nodded slowly.

"Guoguang, what do you think?"

Borg Furui Muha looked at Tezuka, and then slowly spoke.

After saying that, everyone else also looked over.

They almost forgot that Tezuka Kunimitsu in front of them was also a member of Neon before...

"He and I haven't seen each other for a few months. In terms of strength, speed, skills, etc., Atobu has greatly improved compared to before..."

Tezuka spoke slowly.

"Oh?"

Frankensteiner's eyes flashed...

"In terms of strength, Seyfried is no match for Atobe. Among the entire Neon U14, Atobe's strength is considered to be among the top five..."

Tezuka calmed down and continued.

"Top five? You said that the guy who suppressed Seyfried was only in the top five of Neon Junior High School students?!"

Schneider was a little disbelieving, "You're not included in this, are you?"

Seyfried is also regarded as the No. 14 super rookie in the entire German U2.

In terms of strength, it is only inferior to the tennis robot Frankensteiner...

How could he not even beat one of Neon's top five players?

"Perhaps with his current strength, he will not only be in the top five..." Tezuka continued.

Miyashita Rin, Yukimura Seiichi, Sanada, Ryoma, etc. are all strong.

After being separated for so long, he was also a little curious about how much his original companions had grown.

"Keep watching the game, how much the Neon team is hiding, we will soon know..."

Berg shook his head slightly, his expression unchanged as before.

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Bang!

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"40-0, German team..."

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Bang!

"Game, 1-3, German team Bismarck..."

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Bang!

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"Game, 2-3..."

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Soon, the wind direction on the court changed suddenly.

Without Seyfried's shackles, Bismarck was like a runaway wild horse, constantly waving tennis balls one after another.

His movements are simple and powerful, his tennis power is amazing, and there is no dead space around his body...

The Atobe two counterattacked several goals one after another, but they were unable to break the opponent's blockade!

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"This is the World Cup, it really makes me excited..."

On the court, Atobe wiped his sweat and looked at his slightly trembling arms.

Bismarck's tennis was not something he could defeat simply by strength... not to mention that it was difficult to find any flaws in the opponent's other aspects.

"That's not an ordinary world-class one. I heard that after this World Cup, Bismarck will become a professional..."

Irie Kanata looked tired, slightly wrinkled his wrists, and sighed, "His current strength is probably far beyond that of ordinary professions..."

"Pros……"

Atobe looked deeply and nodded slightly.

He knew that Bismarck might not be simple, but as a king, he would not allow himself to stand still and admit defeat easily.

This is a doubles match.

Even if Bismarck is strong enough, so what?

It’s not like there’s no chance!