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"15-0, Neon team Niou Masaharu, Kabaji Shigehiro scored..."

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The smoke and dust gradually dissipated, revealing a figure with a dishevelled face and covering his arm...

Bian Boli took a few deep breaths and slowly got up from the ground, but he still felt a burning numbness in his arms...

It felt like being punched by a hammer, and my bones felt a little brittle.

"Really... strong..."

Ren Wang glanced at Bian Boli, then smiled slightly.

If it were someone else, this move might not be enough to get up.

They are truly worthy of being the Spanish team’s ace doubles team!

The physical fitness is good.

"But since you're all so strong... let's just go all out, Kabadi!"

blah blah blah!

Atobe appeared on the court and snapped his fingers again...

Then, both sides of the court suddenly emitted a synchronized glow...

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"that is……"

Outside the court, Echizen Nanjiro's pupils shrank again, and he could not help but be stunned...

He didn't know how many times he was surprised today.

However, although these two guys from the Neon Team were only junior high school students, their cooperation was truly an eye-opener for him...

"Off-site synchronization..."

Medanore closed his eyes slightly and spoke slowly: "We lost..."

By synchronizing the physical strength of the off-field acupoints, Huadi's physical strength can be fully replenished...

This is a constant supply of physical strength!

There's no way to win.

In addition to Atobe, there are many other players on the Neon Team who are physically strong, including Phoenix, Oni, Irie, and Tanejima...

I'm afraid that the two of Bian Boli won't be able to last until the end of the game...

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"He really has a way..."

On the other side, Atobe was slightly stunned, and then a smile flashed in his eyes, "I will allow this offense for the time being..."

"Hahaha……"

Kirihara was also excited, "I never thought that Senior Niou and the others would have such strength!"

Off-field sync... I should have thought of it earlier...

Even physical and mental strength are no longer the weaknesses of the two Niohs in this doubles match!

"By the way, after the World Championship, Nioh will travel around the world, right?" Suddenly, Marui thought of something and looked at Yukimura...

"That's right..."

Seeing this, Yukimura nodded with a complicated expression, "He needs to find his own path. Maybe one day in the future, he will completely get rid of this illusion... and find his own unique style of play..."

"That's really a pity..."

Irie and the others couldn't help but sigh.

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"Outspin serve...!"

Bang!

The light of synchronization flashed, and then Huadi, who had regained his strength, swung the racket again!

Flame, radiance, aura, glaucoma...

Although it was just a simple outspin serve, Kabata still burst out with a suffocating force...

The tennis ball bounced right past Frio's ear!

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"30-0, Neon Team..."

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"What a tricky tennis ball. We can't fight them head-on..."

Frio, with a cold sweat on his face, spoke slowly.

"Then let's..."

Bian Boli was a little unwilling, "Are we left with no choice but to be tied up like this?"

"perhaps……"

"There is no maybe..." Bian Boli sighed and shook his head, "I don't want to escape from this competition..."

“This is not an escape…”

Frio took a deep breath, but then his eyes burned with determination, "Well, even if we can't catch their tennis ball, we have to fight for another game!"

After cheering themselves up again, the two looked at each other, and the light flashed on them again...

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"The game continues..."

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Bang!

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"40-0, Neon Team, Niou Masaharu..."

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Bang!

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"Game, 1-3, Neon Team, Masaharu Niou, Shigehiro Kabaji..."

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Bang!

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Sanada, Yukimura, Tanejima, Phoenix, Irie...

Familiar players keep appearing...

The field was filled with synchronized brilliance, and both sides quickly hit tennis balls one after another...

Gradually... Bian and Boli were soon covered in wounds and could no longer hold their rackets...

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"Game, 5-3, Neon Team..."

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"Huhuhu..."

On the court, two large human figures were lying on the ground, breathing heavily...

Their right arms were wrapped with bandages and rackets...

After a few rounds, both men's arms were already broken and their eyes were filled with helplessness.

"Why bother? It's the last game, Senior Frio..." Niou said with a smile, "It's better not to insist on meaningless things..."

After borrowing other people's strength many times, he felt a little tired.

Therefore, they simply weakened the attack, allowing Huadi to use less strength...

This is also the reason why Furio and the others have been able to hold on until now...

“Is this the end of the road?”

Frio looked up at the sky, and memories flashed through his mind... but he felt a little dazzled...

Doubles one... maybe this is their best chance for Spain to win the World Cup...

pity……

Swah——

A new light appeared on Frio's body, which made him suddenly stunned.

Then he looked at his hands, and then at his whole body, feeling somewhat unbelievable!

The Glory of Loneliness!!

When he was at the end of his rope, he seemed to have a breakthrough... and realized the power of stimulating potential!

"Congratulations, Frio!"

Bian Boli was also a little excited.

Although the breakthrough is not big... but there is still some hope...

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"continue!"

He tightened the bandage with his shaking arms, then stood up again tenaciously, "Giving up is impossible... As long as I persist, there will always be some opportunities..."

No matter what, he would not give up even if it was the last ball.

Always have a clear conscience...

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"As expected of a player valued by Senior Nanjiro..." Shiraishi smiled slightly, "It really makes me not dare to be careless for a moment..."

"Is it……"

Miyashita was noncommittal: "What a pity... Sometimes, even the end of the road is useless..."

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"Spain! Spain! Spain..."

"Frio...Frio..."

"Frio, we will win..."

"..."

In the audience, many spectators were full of anticipation, all staring at the court...

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"Change of court, Frio Roman serves..."

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Swish!

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Frio threw the tennis ball with a serious look on his face, then swung his right arm out...

But the next moment... the tennis ball bounced directly...

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"Serve error..."

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Waves of golden energy appeared on Gongxia's body, and then Gongxia smiled, "The light of reserve? Even if it is the end of the road, what's the point?"

"Frio..."

Bian Boli on the side looked anxious.