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

quiet!

The huge stadium fell into a strange silence at this moment.

Even those who valued the strength of the Japanese team the most before the game could not have imagined that the opponent could suppress the two players of the German team with only a junior high school student.

"so."

On the German team's side, Q.P raised his eyebrows slightly: "Has his target been Seyfried from the beginning?"

This plan is indeed not something that a junior high school student could come up with. But from the beginning of the game till now, it has always been Atobe who has touched the ball alone, and the entire tactic has been executed by him alone.

"Atobe Keigo?"

Polk's eyes also gleamed: "I didn't expect that the Japanese team would have such an outstanding junior high school student."

"Indeed."

Rudolf Becker next to him also sighed.

Hear the words.

The high school students around him looked a little strange.

The junior high school students all lowered their heads, not daring to look up at the court. Only a few of them could face the ongoing match.

Without him.

The current German team has very strong high school students, but the overall strength of the junior high school students has actually been declining.

Especially after the World Cup rules were revised, which required three junior high school students to appear in every game, the pressure on the German team was even greater.

Therefore.

Polk only expressed such emotion after seeing Atobe's performance. If you experience it carefully, you can feel that there is a certain loneliness and envy in it.

"Damn it!"

The second game begins.

Seyfried, who got the serve, stood at the baseline, staring at the junior high school student opponent opposite him with a smile on his face: "You actually treated me as a background, this is totally unforgivable!"

boom!

Subsequently.

He was so angry that he hit the tennis ball.

Bang!

But the next moment.

A light yellow luster suddenly bloomed at his feet. Looking at the tennis ball flying rapidly from his side, Seyfried's pupils suddenly shrank.

"Can't move?!"

"0-15!"

The referee spoke.

The audience in the venue were also stunned. They looked at Seyfried's stiff movements in disbelief, and then looked at the young man of terrifying height in awe.

Snapped!

At this time.

Seyfried suddenly felt someone patting his shoulder. He looked up subconsciously, only to see Bismarck's serious gaze: "Calm down, don't bring other emotions into the game."

"I, I know."

Seyfried nodded somewhat shamefully.

He also understood that he cared too much about the junior high school student opposite him and therefore ignored the existence of the high school student.

And this is undoubtedly fatal for world-class competitions.

"Senior is right. I must stay calm."

Taking a deep breath, Seyfried tried to adjust himself. After recovering, he glanced at the middle school student opposite him and hit the tennis ball quickly.

Bang!

Soon, Atobe hit the tennis ball back.

This time, his target was no longer Bismarck, but Seyfried at the bottom line. In other words, his target from the beginning was not the high school student on the opposite side, but the arrogant junior high school student.

However, after two or three minutes of confrontation, he had a general grasp of his opponent's personality and playing style.

"This person's strength is not weak, but that's all."

If compared with the national junior high school student level before Ishikawa joined Hyotei, Seyfried could indeed be considered extraordinary.

But it's a pity.

After the national competition and the U17 competition, the strength of the junior high school students has undergone tremendous changes.

At least.

In the view of Tsuchiya.

The junior high school student opposite him, named Sefried, was probably only at the level of Hiyoshi. Therefore, his strategy was simple, which was to focus on one person on the other side.

After dealing with the opponent, work together with Ochi to defeat the high school student on the opposite side.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

on the field.

Atobe and Seyfried continued to fight.

What surprised the former was that the latter's resilience was much stronger than he had imagined. After all, if it was Hiyoshi, he would have collapsed long ago.

In fact, he didn't know that this was because of the duel between Sefried and Mushou. That disastrous defeat made him realize how weak he was, so he spent the whole day yesterday strengthening his weaknesses.

otherwise.

With his original level, he would have been defeated by Atobe long ago.

But even so, Seyfried soon showed signs of fatigue.

"how is this possible?"

He looked at his opponent in disbelief: "He actually has such strength?"

Just now, he was just watching the fierce battle between Atobe and Bismarck. The movements of both of them did not seem to be very fast, and he thought that he could also adapt to this level of confrontation.

Who knows.

Only when it was really his turn did he feel the dazzling movements and suffocating rhythm.

Bang!

Suddenly.

A pale yellow glow bloomed at Seyfried's feet.

"0-30-!"

"He's no match at all!"

In the stands, Balentin raised his eyebrows slightly: "If I remember correctly, this is the No. 2 junior high school student on the German team? This is all he can do?"

"It's already pretty good."

Dudu, a black man with a mop-like hair standing beside him, shook his head and said, "There are not many junior high school students here who can reach this level."

"Yes, geniuses are too rare."

Reinhardt nodded slightly, his eyes fell on Atobe, a trace of envy and eagerness flashed across his face. But soon, he turned calm again: "It's not that the players of the German team are weak, it should be said that the junior high school students of the Japanese team are too strong!"

The two sides are no longer on the same level.

At least, judging from the current state, Seyfried is obviously one level weaker than Atobe. Moreover, he is lagging behind in all aspects.

"Come again!"

on the field.

Sefried growled and hit the tennis ball out again.

He lacks endurance and resilience, but there is one thing he is not inferior to others, that is, his extremely strong desire to win.

After losing to Ochi, he could use his age as an excuse.

But being defeated head-on by Atobe undoubtedly completely aroused his inner desire to win.

In this case, the players' own abilities will often be improved to a certain extent.

Bang!

really.

This time, Ochi hit the tennis ball back, and he hit it straight in the face. Moreover, Seyfried went to the net without showing any weakness, and fought fiercely with Atobe again.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

The two had a fierce duel.

The ball was flying around the court, flickering back and forth. Coupled with the long distance, many people couldn't even keep up with the rhythm of the two players, and even lost sight of the tennis ball.

"You are right."

Seeing this, Balentin nodded: "This Seyfried is indeed not an ordinary character."

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

The two men moved faster and faster, and Seyfried seemed to be getting better and better, and his personal desire to attack became stronger and stronger.

"interesting."

Atobe narrowed his eyes and felt that the opponent's attack rhythm had exceeded the general national level, and he also became alert.

Bang!

The tennis ball flew out and hit Seyfried's backhand side, but the latter quickly pulled away and hit the ball back in an instant.

but.

The ball just now was just a trap. Tezuka's killer move was the moment when Sefried adjusted his position and his movements were not connected smoothly.

Bang!

There was a crisp sound.

Seyfried was broken through and scored again.

"0-40!"

“No, no way!”

"Elmer is no match at all!"

"With this kind of skills, is this guy really a junior high school student?"

On the German team side, everyone's eyes showed fear. Especially the junior high school students, seeing Sefried being suppressed, they all felt an invisible pressure in their hearts.

"This kid is finally getting into shape."

However, unlike others, Becker, the No.3 player of the German team, smiled.

"Ah."

Q.P on the side nodded.

From the perspective of others, Seyfried was forced into a desperate situation. But in his opinion, the opponent had obviously found the feeling of the game. In this situation, the gain or loss of a goal or a point was no longer that important.

Actually.

If he guessed correctly, Bismarck must have known this, so he did not forcibly interfere with Seyfried when he lost points.

Snapped!

Snapped!

Snapped!

Bottom line.

Seyfried taps the tennis ball.

At this time, after the fast-paced game, his body was already warmed up. Moreover, he had a feeling that he was about to burst out.

"Become stronger!"

"I must become stronger!"

"For the tenth consecutive championship of the champion German team! And also for my tennis career, Elmer Seyfried!"

hum!

Suddenly.

Along with the change in belief, a milky white cyclone wave emanated from his body without any warning.

"what is that?"

"With this kind of radiance, has Seyfried reached a completely new level?"

"Of course, the opponent's strength has fully stimulated Seyfried's potential!"

Around the stands.

The fans of the German team became excited.

call!

At this time.

Seyfried threw the tennis ball high up in the air, then quickly bent down, with his body parallel to the ground.

"This is."

Seeing this familiar move, the middle school students of the German team subconsciously widened their eyes.

Whoa!

Suddenly.

Seyfried's body quickly returned to its original position like a compressed spring.

Bang!

then.

He held the racket in his hand and hit the tennis ball in a very beautiful parabolic curve.

"So fast!"

"Also, looking at the arc, this serve couldn't be..."

Chi Chi

As soon as everyone thought of this, they saw that the tennis ball did not bounce linearly, but slid quickly along the ground.

"really!"

"That's the special move of the junior high school student on the Japanese team! Could it be that Seyfried actually knows this special move?"

"No, that's not the case. It must be his current state that has produced a special effect!"

In the stands.

While the German team's spectators were excited, they were also analyzing the reasons for Sefried's condition.

Many of them turned their eyes to the baseline, where Atobe was in charge of receiving the serve. In their minds, they seemed to have seen the panicked look on the other side's face after seeing their special moves being played out by others.

however.

Surprisingly, there was no emotion on Atobe's face.

"The state of no self?"

Looking up and seeing the milky white cyclone energy fluctuations emanating from the young man opposite him, Tezuka couldn't help but shook his head.

"It seems that I still overestimate you."

Bang!

immediately.

He moves quickly.

Under the shocked gaze of the audience, a quick shot hit the tennis ball again at Seyfried's feet.

"How, how is it possible?"

Bottom line.

Before Seyfried could savor his breakthrough, he froze in place. He couldn't even move a finger.

All I could do was watch the tennis ball fly out.

"Game!"

"Japanese team, 2-0!"

"shush"

All of a sudden.

The huge stadium was filled with boos.

It was a vent of the audience's dissatisfaction, and it was also directed at Seyfried. They were completely disappointed with this junior high school No. 2 of the German team.

"What happened?"

Seyfried froze in place, looking at his own hands, bewildered. He had no idea what had happened just now.

His mind was completely blank about the entire process from serving to losing the point.

Snapped.

At this time.

He was tapped on the shoulder.

Turning his head, after seeing Bismarck's serious face, Seyfried said quickly: "Senior, I..."

"it does not matter."

Bismarck just said calmly: "Get familiar with your current state, and then try your best to cooperate with me."

"I I know."

Seyfried wanted to explain, but when he saw Bismarck's cold face, he swallowed back all the words that were on the tip of his tongue.

He knew that he had wasted the precious patience of his predecessors. It turned out that even if he mastered a new power, it would not have any effect on the situation of the game.

“That guy is too strong.”

Severide looked at Atobe with great fear.

He actually felt the same pressure from the guy he met on the beach court the day before yesterday. To some extent, it was even stronger than that from the guy with glasses!

Bang!

The third round.

Ochi serves.

Because it was a warm-up match and his team had the advantage, he did not use a more aggressive serve.

But even so, Bismarck felt like he was facing a formidable enemy.

"This high school student is indeed no ordinary person."

Bismarck saw the ball clearly and moved towards the tennis ball, narrowing his eyes. At this moment, his brain was working rapidly. With his team at a disadvantage, his sights finally fell on Atobe.

"Then, you will be the breakthrough point!"

Bang!

Thoughts turned.

Bismarck then hit Atobe with a more fierce attack than before.

His idea is simple.

Take the initiative to eliminate the junior high school student on the opposite side, turn doubles into singles, and focus on the match with the high school student on the other side.

boom!

But in the next moment.

A hint of pale yellow light suddenly bloomed at Bismarck's feet.

"15-0!"

When the referee spoke, the entire huge stadium fell silent.

Even Bismarck himself was stunned where he was, looking in surprise at the handsome young man opposite him who was still batting.

"He actually saw through my blind spot?!"