[True luck] My young taming is too lax!

In Evangelos' impression, the tall oriental man opposite him was a thousand-year-old piece of ice.

He'd read about Ochi Tsukko and knew what tricks this man had, but God forbid, no one had ever told him how hard it was to face the pressure head-on.

His palms were sweaty, and he was too nervous to open his mouth and breathe.He was standing on the open-air court in midsummer, and countless people in the auditorium a few meters away were staring at his movements, but just a few seconds ago, his serve missed the net!

Ivan Geros even wanted to reach out and draw a sign of the cross on his chest, but he stopped abruptly.He couldn't just be killed by a pair of eyes. If he prayed at this time, it would prove how bad his current state is-his teammates are all watching!

His eyes swept over his teammates standing in front of the net, but the tall and strong back did not give him any help.The senior who has always had a gentle and benevolent personality probably doesn't know how much fear the junior he trusts is now enduring.

I can.

I'm very good.

Evangelos raised his arm again.His racket drew a beautiful arc in the air, the ball was thrown up slightly, he habitually bent his knees, turned his head, and then looked at the opposite side from the corner of his eye in order to find the way of the ball——

The piercing cold light met his four eyes, and Ivan Geros was frozen almost instantly. His arm was like a lump of ice, and he bumped into the small ball falling in the air.He seemed to be poked by something solid, and his whole body turned into a block of ice, which then easily shattered and piled up under his feet.

His ball didn't even touch the net, and went foolishly out of bounds.

"Doublefault! 0:15!"

Almost all the audience gasped.In such a formal group match, neither a high-pressure game nor a match point, there will be double faults, which is simply not in line with the strength estimation of this outstanding young man.Hercules turned his head to look at his junior teammates, with a hint of worry in his beautiful blue eyes.

— Ivan is under pressure.

Hercules thought.

This Oriental is putting pressure on Ivan.As expected of Ochi, known as the "spiritual assassin". In the world of tennis, only Orientals like to use mental power or psychological techniques to assist themselves, but this is very wonderful and unbreakable.

Hercules glanced at the coach chair on the sidelines from the corner of the eye, and the boy in the coat was frowning with ease, and looked over lightly.

For a moment, Hercules even felt a chill in his bones.

Did he already guess it?Is the direction of this game another game between Yukimura and Borg?Did he make an idea in the previous four innings?And Ochi's pressure on Ivan will lead to the direction of the game...

Countless question marks flashed in Hercules' mind, and before he even had time to react, Ivan's serve over the net was hit back and brushed past his ears.

"0:30!"

His eyes widened.

This is a Mach return from the frontcourt.Ochi's best shot played a fearsome role at the net again.These Westerners don't know where the limit of the [-]-meter super-intelligence can reach, and even their own teammates in the Japanese team's lounge can't predict it.

"This kid is completely intimidated." Oni whispered, with a hint of admiration in his expression, "Among those who can resist the assassination of Ochi's spirit, it seems that kid Atobe is already very good."

There is no exaggerated meaning in his words.People are reminded of the qualifying match of the first and second armies not long ago. They were able to bear the mental assassination half-actually and half-really for a whole round. Atobe has already achieved what junior high school students and even some high school students can't achieve. The level of mental power, and since this level cannot quickly break through the 6% strength of Ouzhi, it is obvious that Ivan Geros in the field cannot surpass it.

"This is a tutorial."

Sanada whispered, seeming to see something.Atobe beside him raised his eyebrows and caught his subtext.

"Do you think the coach and the others intentionally asked Ochi-senpai to guide Oishi?" Atobe curled his lips, "Although that guy is suitable for doubles, his mental strength is not very good."

Liu also nodded.He doesn't think Dashi can have the strength to exist as a mental power player.Although the "big stone field" has a certain degree of power, this move is more from the perspective of observation.

"No, Ochi-senpai didn't teach him spiritual power." Sanada squinted his eyes, "Xingmura told me before that Oishi's real strengths are observation and cooperation, and he is not suitable for a doubles player with a strong sense of presence, so Skills like Ochi-senpai cannot be inherited."

Liu was stunned for a moment, realizing the meaning of Sanada's words, "You mean—"

He opened his mouth and subconsciously didn't say the name aloud, but let Sanada see the mouth shape.

Suga.

Sanada nodded silently.Only these few people in Lihai can faintly see a similarity gradually becoming clearer in Dashi's playing style.Yukimura has consciously trained and strengthened Suga's playing style in the past two years, but this kind of mental power that is easy to be ignored has become the biggest killer of a tennis player with strong comprehensive ability.

The more one underestimates a man, the more formidable adversary he becomes.

"Is...is this possible? Dashi's style of play has formed his own fixed route." Liu frowned, "Even if I want to discover Dashi's new abilities, I don't think he will have a suitable partner."

This question really made Sanada silent.The fixed combination that forms the climate in the representative team is almost familiar to each other, and among the partners of junior high school students and high school students, Yukimura and Tokugawa have the most tacit understanding-these two people can even resonate with each other.However, apart from them, there are no seniors who have the time to work with the younger generation. Even if Dashi can transform, it will be next year that he can really show his strength...

"You think too much."

Atobe snorted coldly, his face full of sarcasm, "Compared to whether Dantou can find a partner, he must first become stronger."

He joked in his heart that the two giants of Lihai were old mothers, but at the same time lamented the cohesion and super comprehensive ability of this school team, "It's hard to say whether Egghead will be selected for the first team next year, given his current strength You can't make it into the top ten of middle school students at all. If you don't have your own unique route, you can't even make it to the doubles in the World Cup."

He hooked his lips and looked at the fifth game that was ending on the big screen. The score came to 3:2, the Japanese team took the lead, and it happened to be Ochi's serve again.

"Four more Machs, unless Oishi is injured, this game can be won by starting."

It is not so easy to transform.People always have to go through the trough of despair to know their limits, but few people will ask themselves to jump into lava to seek Nirvana.

Atobe's fingers subconsciously touched the tear mole at the corner of his eyes, and his eyes swept over the small figure in the corner of the screen. The purple-haired boy was sitting in the coach chair on the sidelines like an irrelevant person, as if turning the whole game into a blur. Make a chessboard, and play the players as chess pieces in the palm of your hand.

Not everyone is Yukimura.

Atobe stared at the score that climbed up in the blink of an eye on the screen, and curled his lips.

Not everyone can see through the chess game as easily as he does.

-

Hercules almost half-armed and half-supported the younger generation to exchange positions.

The extreme heat is not very difficult for the Greeks in southern Europe, but they did not expect that the team members would be overwhelmed by mental pressure first compared to the physical burden.It was overtaken by the Japanese team to 4:2 at the beginning, which completely exceeded their expectations.

The sculptural and handsome adult coach on the sidelines coach chair didn't seem to do anything, it was hard for Hercules to see what the man was thinking.The coach doesn't like to give guidance to the players. The soul core of this national team is their captain, Zeus, a freshman in high school. He had already guessed the current situation before the game.

Hercules knew that he was the only one who could turn the situation around next, but that trick was not the method he was most willing to use.If you want to win, there must be another painful inner struggle next.

He sighed invisibly, and felt the junior in his arms trembling slightly.The younger generation who participated in the world competition for the first time has performed very well, but it is a pity that the opponent is too amazing in terms of strength and strategy, and even the coach is shockingly smart.

"It's not your fault, Ivan." Hercules gently comforted the poor boy, "Anyone can't bear Ochi's mental assassination, even I can't guarantee-"

"Don't comfort me."

The young man whispered.

"Please don't comfort me at least."

Rather than being told that it's not that I'm weak but that the opponent is too strong, it's better for me to accept the reality.

Evangelos can still see those stern eyes that looked like a dark night, and the light almost took away all his courage, making him give points in vain with trembling arms.He no longer thinks that Ochi is ice, that person is a ghost, a terrible mass of will.He had also heard that a boy of the same level as him in the Japanese team had defeated Borg, so he didn't pay attention to anyone other than Yukimura.

But now, lol.

Almost perfect tactics, absolute size advantage, horrifying and terrifying assassination.Evangelos couldn't think of any other way to regain the courage to persevere.

In the next two rounds, he will lose, and Hercules must keep the serve. Then what method will the opponent use?Even if they keep serving each other, they will still meet Ochi at the net and the undecipherable Mach serve.

Can hit the ball that fast, Ochi is a monster!

Based on this calculation, this game can be said to be lost...

"Leave it to me, Ivan, let me do it."

The young man looked up in a daze.

"This is my serve, I can break the opponent's lead. Then you can break out of the mental assassination."

Hercules has always had his own obsessions and principles.He is kind and gentle in nature. Although he is tall and strong, he is always laughed at by his teammates.In order to be able to advance in the tennis world, he sharpened his physique and shaped a nearly perfect figure.He has enviable strength, excellent technique, extremely flexible movement, and excellent jumping ability.Putting these separately can become a killer for anyone, but together they make him a special existence.

He was rarely forced to such a point that his teammates lost their will to fight and felt fearful, and there was no other explanation for him except mental strength and psychological coercion.But what can he do?

He is not willing to let the victory in his hands slip away. For the sake of his country, he would rather throw away those useless persistence and kindness, as well as his personal persistence that doesn't hurt or itch.

He was already tall, but when Zhan returned to the bottom line and stared at the boy with the weird hairstyle, it made people shiver.This is a boy with a low sense of presence, but Hercules knows very well that compared to the witty boy, it is the middle school boy who has more high hopes for this game.

If these children can be fully tempered, even a failure is enough to pay the price, isn't it?

Then let him disrupt the boy's progress.

Before you are fully awakened, he has to break your leg first, and then grab your foot.Let you fall and bleed, unable to stand still and run.He had to guarantee victory in the first set, otherwise how would he go back to meet his teammates and carry his country on his back?

He closed his eyes and calmed down his whole heart.He tossed the ball lightly, letting all the kindness and tenderness go back to the bottom of his heart, and gently closed the door, leaving only half a cold and cruel heart outside.

He takes back all humanity and brings out the cruelest side of Greek mythology.His ball flew towards the opposite side without hesitation, aiming at the boy with a tolerant and gentle smile.

He heard the exclamation from the sidelines, and saw the boy who fell to the ground with his head up.On the sidelines of the coach chair, the calm and proud young man stood up abruptly and asked the referee for a medical timeout.

Several people helped the boy up and pulled him to the sidelines. Hercules took two steps forward, closed his eyes as if he couldn't bear it, but couldn't help but look at the boy whose forehead was bleeding.

Please forgive me, Father.

His angular handsome face was weeping silently, and the corners of his eyes were like the lines drawn by the muse's brush, perfect and cruel.

Boy, tears are at least for your mercy.

The end of mercy is cruelty.

-

"Wrap around again."

Yukimura frowned and folded his arms to stare at the actions of the emergency personnel. There was still a bit of broken skin beside the blood-stained gauze. Yukimura reached out and wiped off a piece of dust from the wound on Oishi's forehead.

"I'm pretty sure that's enough..."

"Please, wrap around a few more times."

Stared at by the cold eyes of the young man, the medical staff still added a few loops of gauze to the wounded man's forehead.Oishi smiled embarrassedly, it seemed that this was the first time he felt Yukimura's gentleness on the field, and he was a little uncomfortable.

He quietly looked at Yukimura's frowning brows from the corner of his eye, and couldn't help asking, "Didn't you think of it?"

"what?"

Dashi waved his hands helplessly, "Ah, I'm not saying that everything is as you expected, er, I mean—"

"Your injury was unexpected, but it's not serious." Yukimura nodded his thanks to the staff who completed the ambulance, and looked at the state of his teammates for a while, "I'm afraid the other party will catch you to attack next, you do well Are you ready?"

Oishi widened his eyes and was stunned. It took him a long time to understand what Yukimura meant, "Are you saying you want me to be the bait?"

"You think it's bait?"

"...Well, the main attacker should still be Ochi-senpai."

"It seems that you still haven't understood the game."

"Eh? Me, where did I get it wrong?"

Yukimura furrowed his brows that had finally loosened.How could this person be so dull?Even in Lihai, Sanada and Kirihara, who have never been very shrewd, have never had to worry about their comprehension in tennis. This is the first time that Yukimura has led such a stupid player...

He sighed from the bottom of his heart, a little bit missing his lover who was in the player's room.

"You can do it according to your own understanding. Anyway, we have the conditions to let you experience it." Yukimura smiled helplessly, reached out and patted Dashi's arm, "Pay attention to the position, which can effectively reduce the possibility of being attacked. This time The key to the competition is not Ochi-senpai, but you."

Dashi's expression was still a little dazed.He knew that he was probably the only person who didn't understand the game, and perhaps even the teammates in the player room were clear to the bystanders.If it is contrary to what I understand, then what Yukimura means is... I am the target of this double fight?

He scratched his head, with a slightly dazed smile on his face.He looked a bit embarrassed, but his face reflected on the big screen was very capable of touching the hearts of the audience.

"Wooooow, Dashi is so pitiful..."

Kikumaru in the auditorium rubbed the corners of his eyes. Although he seemed innocent and innocent, Kikumaru was always more sensitive to discover some problems.He also nodded frequently when he heard Yukimura's words just now, but he was too embarrassed to remind his partner loudly.

"Can you take this little injury to heart?" Another red-haired boy curled his lips, "In our Ice Empress, only a fight with Atobe can be more uncomfortable than this."

Kikumaru gave Xiang Ri a supercilious look, but instead focused on Yukimura, "I heard that Li Hai's training has always been very strict, so Yukimura didn't care... Fortunately, I'm not in Li Hai."

On the side, Liu Sheng-kun pushed his glasses silently, listening to all the conversations.

Compared with his pain, you probably don't know the biggest horror of Li Hai's training.

He raised the corner of his mouth invisibly, and glanced at the scoreboard opposite.

4:2, although the opponent seems to be concentrating on attacking Dashi, but strictly speaking, this game has almost become a two-on-one.Ivan Geros who has lost his will to fight, Hercules who is forced by victory, Oishi who is slightly injured, and Ochi who is in perfect condition.Anyone can see the result.

If there is anything floating, I am afraid that the only beneficiary of this course is Dashi himself.Without this breakthrough, the opponent's ruthlessness can turn into real cruelty, rather than into the kindness that helps him improve.

Liu Sheng silently raised his head, and looked at the purple-haired boy not far away.Half a field away, he could still feel the playful and helpless gaze of his minister and friend.

--Thanks a lot.