The Rebirth of the Net King

Chapter 222 Reversal
"Cough~~cough!"

Ferdinand kept coughing dryly, as if he had gone through several reincarnations, playing a tragic role in one drama after another.

"This player, if you don't serve the ball again, the points will be judged to belong to the opponent!"

The ninth game was Pei Dinan's serve.

But he stood there stupidly, without any response, and the referee had to remind him again.

"Yes"

Hearing this, Pei Dinan was also slightly relieved.

Touching his chest, because of palpitations, Pei Dinan could clearly feel his heart beating very fast.

The corners of Irie's mouth curled up slightly, with an inexplicable smile.

"Good show! It's starting!"

Ferdinand took a few deep breaths. After all, he was one of the main players of the French team, so he was not defeated so easily.

With a stern look on his face, Pei Dinan stared at Irijiang closely with fearful eyes.

This guy!
"Hmph! Come on! You are a heretic! It is impossible to beat me!"

Ferdinand roared loudly.

Stab it!

There was a sound of tearing clothes!

Ferdinand's already burly body seemed to swell a bit again.

Especially on the exposed upper body, the muscle lines became more obvious, and the racket was held in his hand like a miniature toy.

A strong momentum swept from Pei Dinan's body in all directions!

"Hey! What's going on now?"

Ju Jiping is the most sensitive to changes in momentum, what's more, anyone can tell that Pei Dinan is definitely going to fight for his life!
"this is!"

Yakujin didn't speak. He had seen this state before when he was in New York!

In other words, this is the peak state of a power player!
"Gallic cannonballs!"

After entering the "exploding clothes state", Pei Dinan seemed to have regained a bit of mental clarity. When he threw the ball, the racket was caught in his hand like an electric mosquito swatter, which was very gratifying to watch.

The ball was like a big explosion, shaking the audience in the air.

The players of the French team all looked happy, this is Pei Dinan's real strength.

Such a heavy artillery serve, the opponent's slender arm can't catch it at all!

on the field!

The air waves blowing in front of him made Irie narrow his eyes.

Irie took a few steps back slightly, and retreated to the outside of the court. In this position, the characteristics of the red soil can effectively reduce the power of tennis.

The tennis ball hit the ground like a cannonball, and a piece of the red land was instantly sunken.

The tennis ball bounced high, fast and fierce.

Irie's gaze was like a torch, the racket was pointing all the way down, and the violent shaking of his wrist fully dispelled the force on the tennis ball.

call out!
The tennis ball shook violently in the air, and flew towards the sideline in a curved shape.

"Don't even think about it!"

It is impossible not to be shocked when the Gaul shells he hit with all his strength were fired back by Irie.

But Ferdinand didn't stop, the muscles in his thighs provided him with amazing explosive power.

boom!
The tennis ball that had already flown out of the field was caught up abruptly by Pei Dinan.

However, when Pei Dinan looked up, Irie's figure had already appeared above the net.

Boom!
Diagonally smashing the ball, the ultra-high speed of the ball passed by Ferdinand's side, creating an astonishing wave of air.

"Game, Neons, 15:0."

The referee glanced at the imprint on the touchline and announced loudly.

boom!
boom!
On the field, the game is still going on fiercely.

Yukimura narrowed his eyes and folded his arms across his chest.

"It looks like Senior Rujiang is about to win this set!"

Atobe pressed his fingers in front of his eyes, and after hearing Yukimura's words, he couldn't help but chuckled.

"The opponent is already a bird in a cage, a dead bone in a grave!"

Fuji nodded slightly. Indeed, although the opponent seemed very aggressive, the rhythm of the game has always been controlled by Irie.

Every move of the other party is within Irie's calculations.

Like a puppet on a string, let Irie be manipulated and ravaged at will!
If he can't break free from the string in Irie's hands, he will never be able to win against Irie!

boom!
"Game, Team Neon, 4:5!"

"Both sides change game!"

Irie regained another round, and the atmosphere in the venue suddenly became a little dull.

The fans of the French team turned off, and they didn't know what to do with Ferdinand's performance.

"It's amazing, there are such players in the Neon team!"

Dudu Obundo's eyes widened, and he said in surprise.

As a strength player, although Du Du didn't know Pei Dinan, he could clearly feel the opponent's strength.

In terms of strength alone, the opponent is still above him!
It's such a player, who was toyed with by this guy named Irie Kanata from the Neon team during the applause.

"Don't underestimate the Neon team. Judging from their current strength, they definitely have the strength of the top ten in the world! Even higher!"

Ralph Reinhardt said lightly.

He clearly sensed the strange mental power fluctuations on the field.

Psychic players have always been rare, and they are also the most difficult to deal with. This is recognized by the world.

In addition to that Ochi Moonlight, the Neon team actually has such a spiritual existence.

"It seems that this year's Neon team is full of ambitions!"

Alan Hopkins couldn't help sighing.

The Nihong team is really lucky to have so many good players emerge at the same time.

And by the looks of it, the team atmosphere is not bad.

Alan shook his head. If the US team can work together, they may not have a chance to hit the top four this year.

Pity!
In the distant auditorium sat two guys in black hoods.

"I said Long Ya, what do you think of this guy's strength?"

Li Fei pointed to the river and asked Echizen Long Ya.

"It's too far away, it's not very clear, but it's probably in the second echelon!"

Echizen Ryuya took a bite of the orange in his hand, even the skin and flesh, the bittersweet and bittersweet feeling made him intoxicated.

"Heh! Team Neon~~"

Li Fei chuckled, with an inexplicable meaning in his eyes.

After changing sides, it was Irie's serve again.

Irie held his head high, and the shadow of Shakespeare reappeared behind him, and it became more and more solid.

When the pages of the book were opened, the words on the book floated up one by one, and then merged into a straight beam of light.

"Sink in the sea of ​​books!"

Irie chuckled and blasted the ball out.

Pei Dinan was once again drawn into the realm of another dimension constructed by Irie!
Poignant and mournful music sounded in Ferdinand's ears.

His spirit sank again.

"ACE! Neons, 15:0."

"ACE! Neons, 5:5."

Seeing Irie easily tie the score, players from other countries who came to watch the match were all shocked.

Pei Dinan's strength is not bad, and in many low-ranking countries, he is already enough to become a general.

However, such a player still cannot leave the control of Nihong team Irijiang Zuoduo.

What a terrible player!

boom!
"Game, Team Neon, 7:5!"

"This set is won by the Neon team, with a score of 7:5."

The second set was won by Irie without accident, and he reversed from 0:5 all the way to win. Irie's strength also turned some people into fans.

It is human nature to admire the strong.

Johnson shook his head. It wasn't that he was pessimistic, but that Irie's playing style perfectly restrained Pei Dinan.

In this singles match, their French team is estimated to lose.

Sure enough, in the third set, Irie had no intention of showing mercy.

"This set is won by the Neon team, with a score of 6:0."

"Neon Team VS France Team Singles 2 match, the Neon Team won with a record of [-] wins and [-] loss!"

(End of this chapter)