[True luck] My young taming is too lax!

God is light.

And he has no darkness.

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Frankensteiner opened his eyes in the silence, and his eyes were full of blood-red torture scenes.

He shivered violently, his ears were filled with mournful cries, and the tip of his nose got into the scorched smell of flesh and bones.The scorching flames are caught in the wind, and the breath is almost suffocating.The wind scraped his skin, as if it wanted to peel off his flesh and bones.

He swallowed, and hugged his arms tightly, for fear of being accidentally pulled into the magma on both sides of the road.

Here is hell.

Frankensteiner didn't know what had happened to him.He should have a racket in his hand, but now he has forgotten about the game and just wants to get out of hell quickly.

He looked around in panic, the evil spirits were devouring the undead, whining instead of cheering.He was still staring at the purple-haired boy in a daze before taking a few breaths, and fell into the abyss in the blink of an eye.

No.

Don't leave me here.

He may know that this is just an illusion, but the heat wave is too real, as if the Divine Comedy he once read in a book reappears in a trance.He walked forward quickly, aiming at the exit of the valley in the distance.He wanted to keep his eyes straight, but the strange twisted souls in his vision were fighting, and the cold whispers rang in his ears:

"Despite your struggles, the pain never ends."

The more he blocked his ears, the deeper those screams would penetrate into his mind.He couldn't help running, letting the hot wind pass through his limbs, ignite the ends of his hair, and get into his nostrils.He was breathing heavily, and although he had only run a short distance, he was as exhausted as if he had traveled through boundless purgatory and watched the torture of the undead.

He finally stopped at the end of the road, and there was a cool wind at the exit of the valley.He knew that he was finally going to get out of hell, and the moment his heart returned, he couldn't help but look back——

The former blood sea lava was still tumbling, but the ghosts and undead suddenly disappeared without a trace.Frankensteiner's eyes widened, his rapid breathing became very clear, and all the screams became hallucinations.

where are they?

He turned his head, and the end of the valley one step away was like the bloody mouth of a giant beast, waiting for him to step in.

He heard a familiar voice whispering above his head, the voice was obviously gentle and gentle, but it carried an endless chill.

"Hell is empty, and the devil is in the world."

After all, he stepped back.

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"...I have sinned against man, offended God...May God forgive my sin...Amen."

The ball rolled out of bounds and touched the knees of the whispering boy.Borg turned around to see that the tall Frankensteiner was kneeling in a ball, frowning and intertwining fingers in panic.This person did not know what he saw, as if he was praying and repenting to God in extreme fear, just to seek inner peace, but obviously, the illusion that the younger generation fell into could not be saved by faith.

The score finally opened up a very obvious gap.With the landing of the ball, the Japanese team had already scored four points on the scoring screen on the sidelines, while Germany had only a single "1".Borg finally had to wait for it, and there were two more rounds. Not only would he lose this set, but the three doubles in the entire exhibition match would eventually form a 2:1 situation, which made the defending German team stumble.

Borg was still hesitant to use his own trick before, but the reality forced him to use his full strength.In his private communication with QP, they don't think that this Eastern team can force them to go all out, and it is obviously the most normal way to preserve their strength.But now, Borg can only wish to go back to the past to stop their arrogant thoughts.

He narrowed his eyes and stared at the two players on the opposite side who were coming to exchange courts, and sighed heavily in his heart.He turned his head, helped Frankensteiner to support his shoulders, and passed the two teenagers without a word of conversation.

Even if Frankensteiner's strength is weak, Borg still needs a partner to help him receive the serve, but now Yukimura has completely turned his partner into a useless person. From the perspective of momentum, he is one-on-two, and he is the first to fall into the disadvantage.What's more, those two people are not easy to pinch persimmons. Facing the black hole and ability resonance that can restrain his own game, Borg had to calm down and get to know these two incredible teenagers again.

"It's really amazing to be able to use the ability to resonate," Borg said in a low voice, "However, even if you can see it, as long as you can't call back."

"I don't know what to worry about." On the seat not far away, Bismarck smiled sullenly and nonchalantly, "Borg alone is enough to deal with those two guys, but he hasn't made any moves yet. "

He looked at the uneasy expressions of his teammates, but he still dismissed it in his heart, "Although it's rare to see the resonance of abilities, the two of them don't have perfect physical fitness, so they wasted that move called... the sixth sense."

QP glanced at him expressionlessly, then turned his gaze back to Yukimura who was about to serve after the exchange of courts.He had expected the game to reach 4:1, although the scores of the two teams were completely reversed.Yesterday, QP would not have thought that the so-called "black hole" and "destroying the five senses" would have much effect. He himself is a technical stream, shouldering the heavy responsibility of a staff member, and analyzing all the possibilities of the opponent.Even the evolution in the game has been predicted, but the extent to which the purple-haired boy can achieve is not expected.

Mental strength……

This is something completely beyond his information and common sense.Even if they have seen spiritual players, there is no one who can get a few points from the real strong.Mental strength is an unreliable, uncontrollable, and irresistible quality. If someone can fully grasp it, they may become the pioneers of this new direction.But QP never thought that such a pioneer would be a 14-year-old Oriental boy, and this boy has not yet stepped into the professional network.

He stared at Borg's side face, and read the extremely rare prudence from his friend's expression.How long has it been since I saw Borg look like this in a normal team competition?Even in the singles matches on professional nets, my friends always win all the way smoothly, as if they were entrusted with some kind of important task by the gods, and entered the tennis world to create a new revolution.

In all fairness, QP doesn't think Borg will lose.As long as that unique move is used, I believe that these two oriental boys will have no power to fight back.It's just that he always has an inexplicable expectation in his heart. If someone can crack Borg's tricks, maybe he will want to have a good communication with the other party after the game...

He turned his eyes back to the game, and the purple-haired boy pulled up the jacket on his shoulders, stood back to the bottom line, and was ready to start the battle for the fifth point.

Yukimura was hesitant in his heart.

From a tactical point of view, it is the best choice to hit an ace in one's own serve to keep the serve while the opponent does not make a move.However, this is still an exhibition match after all, and it would be a pity not only for the audience, but also for Yukimura himself if it ended without seeing the stunt of the German team leader.

He squinted his eyes and looked at the bald and tall opponent opposite him for a while. Out of the corner of his eye, the kneeling young man was still not free from the loss of his five senses.Yukimura sighed and finally made a decision.

His serve is a very nice slice.This is obviously not a high-speed ball. Ordinary rubber courts will not affect the quality of the change ball, so the angle of the bounce is so tricky that the opponent is difficult to grasp.Even so, in the face of such a cunning serve, Borg can still quickly judge the moment it bounces, and accurately predict the return of the ball. Even if Yukimura has predicted it, he will feel that the opponent is really admirable.

"Is he going to make any plans again?"

Seeing Yukimura's mid-speed serve, the members of the Japanese team couldn't help asking Sanada nervously.They are always very curious about Yukimura's game, thinking that that person's thinking is elusive, and even every ball may be the result of deliberation.Especially in the game when it was decided to take 5 points first, Yukimura's serve looked particularly meaningful.

Sanada hadn't seen what it meant yet, he wasn't on the field himself, so he couldn't feel the most real opponent's pressure and game state, and even Yukimura and Tokugawa's ability to resonate became awkward after the lovers used it.He gradually frowned, staring at the court round a little unsure if he was right.

"I don't think he has any tactics..." Sanada said hesitantly, his eyes under the brim of the hat were rarely puzzled, "This point should use an ace."

"Is the Ace ball useful for Borg?" Someone asked, "It has nothing to do with mental strength. His physical fitness will not pose the greatest threat. No matter whether it is strength or speed, he does not have such a great winning rate. The most likely is His game is really tricky..."

"Look, Borg's return is slowly increasing." Irie reminded in a low voice, Tokugawa seemed to be having a bit of a hard time catching the ball on the court. He changed from a one-handed backhand to a double backhand, and his expression was more Be a little more cautious, "If you look at the return rate, you only need to use more force than Tokugawa can bear. Even if you can predict the path of the ball, these two people will not be able to catch the ball."

Hearing what he said, Liu Ruo was thoughtful.In his memory, the impression of "you can't fight back even if you guess the ball" has to go back to the rookie match with Yukimura three years ago.It was then that he understood for the first time that there are people who know the stats and can't fight back, and now, it's clear Borg is one of them.

"In terms of physique alone... Neither Seiichi nor Tokugawa-senpai can compare with the professional player Borg." Liu recalled Borg's information, and there seemed to be a trace of worry in his expression, "I haven't sorted out the solution in private discussions. The method of tricks."

Kirihara blinked and asked, "The trick is, what kind of trick?"

"The baptism of the whirlpool."

Before Liu commented, the cheers in the arena drew Kirihara's attention away.Yukimura was bending down to pick up the racket that fell to the ground. Just now, Borg's return ball was completely bounced out of bounds, and Yukimura's wrist also vaguely felt indescribable pressure.

"What happened?" Kirihara just wandered off a little and missed the moment when the opponent scored, looking pitifully at Sanada beside him, wanting to get an answer.

"This is a ball with super vertical spin. No matter with one hand or two hands, it is impossible for this ball to hit the opponent's court successfully on the racket." Sanada whispered, and his heart gradually sank.

Liu also explained, "Usually, the rotation needs to be counter-rotated to dissolve. But the baptism of the vortex rotates in all directions vertically."

If you want to crack and hit back, you must overcome the vortex that drives the racket when catching the ball, but the human arm cannot rotate 360 ​​degrees at all...

"Judging from the physiological structure, to be able to fight back the baptism of the successful vortex, in addition to pure force crushing, you must use the most exquisite technology combined with the rotation of the body, but such a long time of stopping the ball has greatly affected the player's mentality." judge……"

Liu frowned, and this trick appeared again on the court, and this time it was Tokugawa who was knocked into the air.

"Even Senior Tokugawa can't do anything about it?" Kirihara was a little nervous, "Could this be the opponent's trump card?"

Liu nodded, "Theoretically, the probability of cracking is only [-]%."

"You missed a little bit, staff officer." Nioh squinted his eyes and rested his chin, staring intently at Borg's movements, "There is a way to crack it, but maybe only I can do it."

Liu was stunned for a moment, then thoughtfully said, "You mean phantom? Use the baptism of the vortex to counter the baptism of the vortex...It is indeed possible to use this rotation in reverse to neutralize, but this is too difficult."

"That's why you have to watch carefully, puff." Nioh didn't explain much, it was a pleasant surprise to be able to learn this trick, and he had to thank Yukimura for not making a quick decision, but forcing out the opponent's true skills.

Sanada frowned, "Jingichi doesn't use imitation to crack tricks, what other methods..."

They all fell into silence and hesitation.A few minutes ago, the Japanese team had an absolute advantage, but in the blink of an eye, the opponent's real tricks were used, and they realized the long distance between them and world-class players due to their age and physique.

Even if the sixth sense, a new trick created by Ability Resonance, can see Borg's ball, the two of them can't make the return ball fall on the opponent's court.This move indeed condenses Borg's research and strength for many years, it is a veritable stunt, and it is also the best move in the world competition.From people's point of view, it may be unexpected that these two teenagers can play with the German team until now, forcing Borg to use a unique move, but no one will hold hope for the success of the cracking.

It was the first time for Yukimura to face such an unsolvable trick.The baptism of the vortex is not spiritual power, and technically it is not the most amazing.Its biggest advantage is that it is labor-saving and efficient. It uses the most basic ball control and rotation force to ensure that the opponent loses points. To a certain extent, it is very in line with Yukimura's style of play.

If Yukimura's mental attack is to make the opponent unable to catch the ball, then the baptism of the whirlpool is to make people catch the ball but not be able to return it.

This is such a similar method that Yukimura couldn't help but feel a high degree of recognition and appreciation.In such a situation, he alternately hits ace serves to score, ensuring the most tricky and high-speed shots. At the same time, he also uses medium-speed serves in turn to continue to create opportunities for the baptism of the whirlpool. He seems very unwilling to this move.He was still unable to hit back after repeated attempts to catch the ball, and his partner Tokugawa was also helpless even though he tried to fix the racket with his elbow and even touched the shadow of Shura Shinto's new trick.

This move alone reversed the situation.The so-called stunt can play a decisive role at critical moments.In the auditorium that was still silent, many spectators stood up and cheered for Borg. In the view of Yukimura, in the auditorium opposite, a tall blond male fan even waved their team flag, pointing at the two A teenager showed a provocative smile.

This is the second time I was forced to the game point by the opponent's tricks.

Yukimura narrowed his eyes and pursed his lips.The last time he felt this kind of tense and exciting state was in the total battle a few months ago. When the long-awaited flawless clothes appeared in front of him, he was clearly looking forward to it, but at the same time realized that the legendary moves were not without flaw.

This time, the mood at that time was staged again.

He smiled a little comfortably, as if after watching a wonderful movie, he was waiting for the audience to leave, while he was sitting on a chair and thinking about it.Both Tokugawa and Borg saw the expression on his face, and the Japanese teammates on one side cheered up.

Yukimura has definitely found a solution!

Borg frowned, and didn't think that the boy's ability could break the baptism of the whirlpool.He fixed his eyes on the boy in the coat opposite him, and was very concerned about the "decoration" on the shoulders that never fell off.

"Are you still not going to take off your coat?" Borg asked in a deep voice.Seeing such a confident expression on the opponent's face made him a little dissatisfied, "This is not something that can be fought back in a child's way."

Yukimura raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Who said I want to fight back against the baptism of the whirlpool?" He carefully scrutinized the expression of the person opposite him, and found a trace of hesitation between Borg's brows with satisfaction, "There are still many things that cannot be seen I can't even call back."

His attitude was so determined, as if his opponent was already a caged beast, and he couldn't escape his control no matter what.Borg's heart skipped a beat, and the palm of his hand gripped the handle of the racket.

He watched the boy on the opposite side lightly bounce the ball to the ground, and the subsequent ball was not an ace for scoring.The corners of Borg's eyebrows twitched. Although he guessed that the opponent was prepared, he still didn't believe that his trick would be broken.The ball was caught by his racquet and made several laps on the net, his limbs had perfect power and his chances of returning the ball were impeccable.

That golden shadow seemed to fly towards it with torrential power.The so-called "baptism of the vortex" naturally has an extremely intimidating coercion, and Yukimura, who is facing the ball, is almost pulled into the torrential vortex.But he seemed to turn a deaf ear to this, moved away a few steps, and faced the terrifying little ball sideways.

Everyone stared at his movements with wide eyes: the boy had no intention of dodging at all, he stretched his arms, pulled the racket back, and as his arms moved forward, he turned the racket flexibly with his palm. Circle, firmly hold the handle of the inverted racket.

"That's it! The way to fight back against thunder!"

He didn't even pay attention to the exclamation from the sidelines, he stepped forward with his left foot to stabilize his body, and let the bottom of the handle hit the center of the vortex heavily.He seemed to be exerting great effort, but at the same time seemed to be extremely relaxed, but in the blink of an eye, the uncontrollable ball did not fly out of bounds, but drew a beautiful arc and rushed steadily towards the opposite court.

Borg almost held his breath, he stared at the small ball flying towards him, his mind was filled with unbelievable emotions.He subconsciously stepped to one side, following the path of the ball.Even if he can hit back once, he doesn't believe that the ball can be missed for the second time!He swung his racket without hesitation, and swung his backhand across the face, but he couldn't feel any collision force.Before he could recover, he swung the racket to the other side, and the back of the racket hit a slowing ball.

"boom!"

He could only hear the sound of a racket and ball colliding, and his vision changed completely after that.

The audience outside the arena was silent.

People watched as the main player of the German team, Borg, ran in the opposite direction of Yukimura's return, and undoubtedly swung his racket empty.They all knew very well that Yukimura's counterattack would cause the ball to draw an arc in mid-air and fly off the court without landing. However, after swinging in the air, Borg's racket hit the ball again with a larger Strength flew to the auditorium behind him.

The huge flag was still hanging down naturally, but the golden touch hit it mercilessly.

Borg hit an own goal and even helped it hit his own team flag.He not only ran in the wrong direction, miscalculated the ball path, but also made Yukimura's ball that might have gone out of bounds become his own initiative to lose points when he hit back out of bounds.

People stared blankly at the flag that slowly stopped shaking and returned to its original shape, and turned their heads to look into the field.

The purple-haired boy was bending over to pick up the coat that fell off the ground due to violent movements, and threw it to the hat boy who stood up to follow.Yukimura turned back and slowly raised the corners of his mouth towards the dazed Borg across the court.

"5:1, the Japanese team is leading." He whispered the result of the goal, as if the opponent's mistake was in his own prediction, and then stretched his eyebrows calmly.His voice was as clear as water, like jade beads falling on a plate, but the always calm and rational German team leader could no longer hear anything.

In front of Borg, there was only a blood-red scene of hell.