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

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Game 7.

Qing Xue Haitang’s serve game.

At this time, Haitang was sweating. But a duel of this level was not enough for him, whose usual physical training volume was more than three times that of others.

"The Ice Emperor is indeed very strong."

Grabbing the tennis ball, he moved his eyes away from Shishido who was receiving the serve and fell on Feng: "However, as long as we follow the tactics of Senior Gan, we will definitely win!"

They knew that Ice King was powerful and knew that every victory was crucial.

at this time.

Both Haitang and Taocheng exerted 12% of their concentration.

Bang!

One kick out.

Haitang and Taocheng quickly adjusted their positions.

Both of their targets were locked on Feng.

Because Qian's tactics have two changes, if Shishido acts, then they will specialize in Shishido. And if the other party doesn't take action, then they will directly attack Feng.

True and false.

Virtual and real.

It is a conspiracy that cannot be stopped even if the opponent sees through it!

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

on the field.

Faced with the siege of Qingxue and Qingxue, Feng fell into passivity again.

Seeing this situation, Ice Emperor's team members suddenly became nervous. Everyone in the support group felt the crisis.

Morale decreases.

There are scattered cheers.

"It seems that Qingxue is really going to win."

Outside the stadium, Zhi, who took two photos of Taocheng and Haitang's attack with a camera, said with emotion: "In this way, it is not impossible to completely defeat Hyokui!"

"That's true on the surface."

At this time, a strange but slightly familiar man's voice sounded: "But tennis matches are never static."

Who?

Inoue and Shiba looked back.

But there was a man in black standing behind him, carrying a wooden box of ice cream and wearing sunglasses.

"You are."

Shiba was still a little confused, but Inoue recognized his idol at a glance: "Mr. Nanjiro, why are you here!"

"Shh!"

When Inoue called his name, Nanjiro, who was dressed as an ice cream vendor, quickly made a silent gesture.

"Southern pervert?"

Zhi also reacted at this time. She stared at Nanjiro and looked at her again and again, and asked curiously: "Why are you dressed like this?"

"The nest looks like Nanjiro."

Nanjiro deliberately pretended to have a funny accent, and then lowered his voice and said: "Would you like ice cream on the mud door hanging grid?"

"Forehead."

Black lines appeared on both of their foreheads.

Inoue calmed down and quickly adapted. He asked curiously: "Mr. Nanjiro, you mean that there are still variables in this game?"

"of course."

After Nanjiro glanced at the two of them, his eyes fell on Feng on the court: "In actual games, there are never so-called fixed scripts and tactics. Everyone, when facing a crisis, will have two possibilities in the end."

“The first is to break through yourself.”

"What about the second one?"

Chi asked quickly.

"what?"

Hearing this, Nanjiro pulled down his sunglasses, revealing a pair of sly eyes. After staring at the other person's chest, he smiled and said, "Of course, his heart collapsed and he completely lost his fighting spirit!"

"oops!"

Zhi covered her chest, and then said angrily: "This guy, if you don't say it, is it the same as if you don't say it?"

"It is the same?"

Nanjiro pushed up his sunglasses, and then said with a half-smile: "Why do I think it's different?"

"no the same?"

Inoue was lost in thought.

Unlike Shiba, as a fan of Nanjiro, he knows very well how strong this guy is. And his knowledge and insight are completely beyond what they can compare with.

"Since Mr. Nanjiro said so, does the variable in the game lie with Feng?"

Inoue looked towards the court.

At this time, Feng was sweating profusely from being beaten by Taocheng and Haitang's attacks. His steps became messy, his unnecessary movements increased, and he looked like he might be unable to hold on at any time.

See this.

Shishido looked anxiously at Ishikawa outside the stadium, but there was no reaction from the other party.

no way.

He had no choice but to suppress the strong thought in his heart.

"Chotaro!"

Turning his head, Shishido took a deep breath and said, "Let me deal with them both!"

"Well."

Hear the words.

A look of excitement flashed in Feng's eyes.

What Shishido said could indeed alleviate his current embarrassing situation. But he held back, because no matter how strong Shishito's physical strength was, he would never be a match for Seigaku and Seigaku with one against two.

If Shishido comes up, at most it will only delay time. It cannot solve the current dilemma.

But because of this, Feng was under greater pressure.

At this moment.

All kinds of thoughts came to his mind. If he gave up now, no one would think it was his problem. After all, even Shishido may not be able to sustain it for so long.

Moreover.

The Ice King was stronger, and even losing this match was not to the point of breaking his muscles.

This thought echoed in his mind like a magic sound.

"No, no!"

But immediately, Feng Yan immediately regained his clarity.

Yes.

Hyotei's overall strength is stronger than Seigaku.

But this is not a reason for him to give up the game and find comfort for himself.

"We are all second graders, why am I weaker than them?"

After overcoming the thought of surrender in his heart, Feng's fighting spirit immediately increased, and a gleam flashed in his eyes: "Ishikawa-kun said that everything has two sides. Since two people on the other side choose to attack me at the same time, their formation will inevitably There is a flaw!”

Bang!

Think of this.

Feng suddenly took action and hit the tennis ball over Haitang's head.

"Lob shot?"

"But over there at Begonia."

"No, he can't reach this height. If it were Taocheng, it would be too late."

Everyone outside the stadium's eyes lit up after Feng suddenly made a move.

"retreat!"

"Get back!"

Taocheng and Haitang made decisions at the same time.

The two of them almost took steps together, and then stopped instinctively after noticing each other's actions.

"I come!"

At last.

Haitang shouted and ran towards the bottom line faster. His arms are slightly longer, so he can hit the tennis ball before it hits the ground again.

"good chance!"

Shido, who keenly sensed the opportunity to attack, took action immediately. A clean volley hit the flaw that appeared after Haitang left.