[Net King] Promoted to God

Chapter 99

Zhongjima's skills are among the best in the U-17 training base, but he is facing a strong Spanish team known for its rich experience.

Rojas' tricks were already tricky for Tanejima, especially after he modified and perfected them on the spot.

Although Tanejima's "Nothing" can be called a bug-like ability, it still has weaknesses, and it is still a fatal weakness.

last ball.

Tanejima moved his numb wrist and picked up the racket from the ground.

"The game is over, the score is 3-6, 7-5, 7-6, the Spanish team won, the set is 2-1"

For Tanejima, as long as one of his eyes and wrists has a problem, it will affect his overall technique. The eyes may be better, and it is not a problem to have a pupil of the heart on the spot with his spiritual power. , but the wrist is definitely the top priority.

Rojas saw through this, and focused on hitting some balls that were easy to cause load on the wrist. Facing Rojas' long-term and high-intensity attacks, his wrist finally couldn't hold on, and his movements became sluggish.

Maybe you should find a ghost to practice more three-set games.

Tanejima rubbed his hair somewhat annoyed. It was not the first time he lost to the little ghost of the third country, but he was really embarrassed to lose in public.

Adjust your emotions. As the head of Lihai University and Senior High School, Taneshima is very good at controlling emotions.

When Tanejima returned to the court, he didn't say anything, he just patted Fuji and Yukimura on the shoulders.

The Japanese team has lost two games and must not lose again.

"Leave it to my uncle!" Atobe said with a snap of his fingers.

Seeing the screams caused by Atobe from the audience, Fuji laughed lightly and said, "With Atobe here, I wouldn't worry about stress at all."

"Of course, no two, let you see what is the real atmosphere controller!" Atobe picked up the racket and walked onto the court.

"I'm sorry to trouble you~" Fuji also picked up the racket and followed behind Atobe.

The opponents of Atobe and Fuji are also two junior high school students, and they are definitely not of the level of Rojas. Although the two of them put in a little effort, the fighting process was much better than the previous two games.

"The end of the game, 6-4, 4-6, 7-5, the Japanese team won, the set is 2-1"

The third game is over, and now the score on the display is Japan 1-2 Spain.

In the fourth singles match, Ghost stood up.

"Hey, singles two is not a minister but a ghost senior?" Kirihara asked in surprise.

Because they are not on the list for this competition, they do not know the situation of the competition.

"Could it be that Coach Mifune's original plan was to let Oni-senpai play, and then want to end the game before Medanore?" Marui guessed.

"No, in that case it would be better to rank Yukimura second in singles." Shiraishi shook his head, thinking about the problem from the perspective of the leader of a team.

The answer gradually emerged in his mind, but Shiraishi was still very uncertain.

Ghost's game ended without any suspense, even though his opponent was actually the captain of the Spanish team.

Before the singles Medanore came on the field, Rojas looked at Yukimura who was taking off his coat, and asked with great interest, "Is he the one who just returned to the court after surgery after suffering from a serious illness like you, senior? I heard that he knew how to operate this year, shouldn't he recover for a year? Is he not afraid of relapse?"

Medanore replied, "Since he is standing on the court, he should not be seen with the eyes of a patient."

Rojas lowered his head and obediently admitted his mistake, "Well, I was wrong, he is a great player."

Medanore, who watched the video of Yukimura's game, also nodded in agreement, "Yes, he is a great player, and I am very interested in him."

Medanore took out a burgundy racket with the same color as his hair, and walked on the court step by step like a warrior.

Yukimura, who was adjusting his hairband, felt the fighting spirit from Medanore. He smiled slightly, then picked up his water-colored racket and walked towards the field calmly.

***

last night.

"Single one is me?" Yukimura looked at Byodoin who said this in surprise.

"Yes." Byodoin threw him the competition form.

Yukimura took it, and then became more and more puzzled, "Why wasn't Oni-senpai or you? If this was Coach Mifune's choice, then you wouldn't be the one who came to tell me about it."

Byodoin went to the French windows of the hotel and looked down and said, "Times have changed. Oni has that strength, but his heart is too soft." Oni can't bear that responsibility, and Yukimura is indeed better than the others in this regard.

Yukimura raised his eyebrows, is this saying that he is hard-hearted?

"I won't play because I'm no match for Medanore in his heyday." Byodoin took off his shirt, and there was a long scar on his back, and it was on the spine. You can imagine how this is dangerous injury.

Yukimura frowned slightly. Although he had never seen this injury, he had heard about it a long time ago, "The old injury recurred?"

"Almost." Byodoin pulled off his headband again, "I have more than one injury on my body." There is a tennis ball-sized sunken scar in the center of his forehead, which was also injured two years ago .

"When did it happen?" Yukimura asked when his old injury relapsed. After all, he was no different in the match against Reinhardt not long ago.

"It was that game." Byodoin put on his shirt again. "I had a headache after that, and I was dragged to be checked." One was injured in the head, the other was injured in the spine, and there were several hidden injuries from playing. Accumulated together and relapsed.

"Will it affect you in the future?"

"Probably." Byodoin put on his hairband and said, in fact, the doctor's advice to him was not to engage in strenuous exercise in the future, which was equivalent to cutting off his tennis career.

Looking at the reaction of Byodoin Temple, Yukimura can probably guess the actual situation. As a person who pays great attention to physical health, he immediately said, "It's not the prime time for your body. You can return to the court sooner after you get well. Now Rest and recuperation are two completely different concepts..."

"Don't worry about it, you just need to know that you are singles this time, and you are going to win." Byodoin has obviously heard this kind of words countless times, he waved his hand impatiently.

"do not worry?"

"If it's a little devil called Yukimura Seichi, I'm really worried," Byodoin looked at Yukimura, "but you are the child of God."

Most importantly, this kid has the same obsession as him.

"I don't like this title." Yukimura replied.

"Then let this match be your chance to become a god." Byodoin opened the door and left.

"Becoming a god..." Yukimura covered the corners of his mouth, "It's really familiar."

Standing firm under tremendous pressure.

It's like the national finals.

The author has something to say: my master~

I don't think there is anything wrong with being obsessed with winning. In my opinion, enjoying the game is also based on the premise of winning.

Many thanks to [Weiwei] for throwing a mine!

muah!