shuh...

For a moment, a faint white light suddenly appeared on the two of them, and then Tristan gained an extra strength...

This power came at just the right time, the racket slammed hard, and then the tennis ball flew out of the court!

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"15-0, France..."

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"Score! France scored again?"

The performance of the two people was a bit sudden, which made many people outside the venue stunned...

And then there were cheers of surprise...

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"Is... is it the same tune? Have they mastered the same tune?"

"how come……"

"He seems to be looking more handsome, Bart!!"

"..."

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"Those two guys do look more shining..." Edgar said calmly in the French team's rest area.

"So handsome, they are so awesome!"

Jonnar also widened his eyes with envy on his face.

"The spiritual connection between the doubles is indeed good, but for Tristan, what is more important is the perfect superposition of strength and speed..." Camus spoke slowly with light in his eyes.

The basic data of the two people are almost the same...

After synchronization, the superposition of the two will definitely make them stronger!

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Bang!

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"30-0, France..."

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Bang!

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Bang!

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Tristan and Morrow staggered again, and then two figures condensed with white light jumped together and quickly swung the racket!

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Bang!

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"Game, 1-3, French team..."

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"Morro! Moro!"

"Barter! Bart!"

"Wow!"

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Outside the stadium, the two posed again under the spotlight.

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"It's over, it's over. It seems that Senior Shiraishi has been suppressed again..."

Outside the court, Tomoka Kosakada spoke worriedly.

"After synchronizing, their cooperation is so tacit, and their speed and strength have improved a lot!"

Mizuno Katsuo couldn't help but nod.

"It's OK, it's OK, we should give Senior Shiraishi more confidence. He is a five-dimensional being with all specializations. He will definitely win!"

Horio said confidently.

"Yeah..." Tan Taiyi couldn't help but look forward to it, "I hope that's the case..."

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Bang!

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"Game, 2-3..."

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Bang!

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"Game, 3-3..."

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Off the court, Tristan and Morrow cooperated more and more tacitly, and even performed many confusing poses again and again...

After a while, the score was pulled to 5-3...

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"Game..."

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"This won't work. Even if it's synchronized, there should be a blind spot..."

On the court, streaks of sweat broke out on Shiraishi's body, his eyes were solemn, and he no longer had the relaxed and freehand mood before...

Before synchronization, Tristan's five dimensions were all "6", and Moro's strength was even weaker.

But after synchronizing, both of them changed.

According to his observations, mental strength, skills, speed, endurance, etc.... the two of them have basically reached "7"...

Even if there is a slight difference in strength, it is not much different.

However, the advantage of the coordination of numbers completely concealed the weakness in strength... Two against one, which made him constantly run around the court, and the physical exhaustion became more serious...

Physical strength, strictly speaking, is also linked to strength and speed...

If the physical exertion is too great, his "strength" and "speed" will become weaker and weaker in subsequent games!

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Swish!

He didn't have time to think too much, and the tennis ball was quickly shot high into the sky by him!

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Bang!

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Bang!

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Tristan and Morrow formed an I formation and quickly launched a counterattack against Shiraishi.

The venue for doubles matches is different from singles matches...

In general, the court for doubles matches is 1.37m wider than that for singles... which means that the range of running back and forth on the court will be wider!

Soon, Shiraishi was suppressed again...

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"15-0..."

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Bang!

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"30-0..."

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"Game, the second set ended, won by French team Tristan Barthes and Dimodity Mauro, the score was 6-3..."

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"If you lose, Tristan's purpose is very clear, which is to consume Shiraishi's physical strength..."

In the waiting area outside the venue, Duke looked solemn and spoke softly.

Up to this point in this game, Shiraishi's situation is no longer very optimistic.

But Shiraishi is already very good at being able to persist for so long...

If Kimijima had not been injured, the outcome might have been reversed...

"It doesn't matter, it's just a doubles match..."

Miyashita smiled.

There really is no chance...

Except in the last set, Tristan and Morrow also deliberately performed a big split and got hurt.

However, in the synchronized state, even if you are injured, the superposition of strength will have no effect...

"Wait a minute, Kimijima..."

Suddenly, Kirihara stretched out his hand and looked at the stadium unexpectedly.

After a two-minute break, Kimijima actually bandaged his right leg with a strip of cloth, then gritted his teeth and walked onto the playing field.

"That guy..."

Tohno Atsukyo was slightly startled.

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"The game continues, the French team serves..."

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"Kimijima, are you okay?"

Tristan was a little surprised and glanced at Kimijima's trembling right leg.

"Come on, finish this game, it won't be a big problem..."

Kimijima picked up the racket and said slowly.

"Lord Jun..."

Shiraishi looked complicated.

"I will help you guard the bottom line, and then it's up to you!" Kimijima said seriously.

"Um……"

Taking a deep breath, Shiraishi stood in the receiving area.

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Bang!

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"Game, 1-0, French team..."

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Bang!

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"Game, 2-0..."

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"Game, 6-0, French team Tristan Barthes, Dimodity Moreau..."

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"Game, the second doubles match is over. The French team Tristan Barthes and Dimodity Morlot have won two games and lost one. The score is 3-6, 6-3, 6-0..."

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"Morro, Moro! Moro!"

"Barter!!"

"Morrow!"

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"Lost...lost..."

Outside the court, Horio's eyes widened in disbelief.

"I can't help it, the opponent is too strong, especially the synchro... It is indeed the supreme secret of doubles..."

Tan Taiyi said helplessly.

"Anyway, this is just the first game, and you will definitely win in the future!" Shenglang cheered with anticipation.

"That's right!"

Tomoka nodded in agreement.

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"Kimijima, I'm sorry..." On the court, Tristan looked at Kimijima being helped off the field by Shiraishi and apologized...

Although Kimijima's injuries were not intentional...

But at least there are some reasons.

"When we get to this arena, we are opponents, so we have to abandon all emotions..."

Kimijima pushed up his glasses slightly and said calmly, "No need to apologize, we represent more than just ourselves..."

After saying that, he felt a sharp pain in his right leg and quickly asked Shiraishi to take him out of the stadium...

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