The Rebirth of the Net King

Chapter 227 Adjustment
boom!
"Game, this set is won by the French team, the score is 7:6."

In a moment of carelessness, Camus scored a three-pointer first. In this tiebreaker, Buer had already lost the opportunity.

In the end, it was no accident that Camus won the first set.

Returning to his place, Buer seemed a little dull.

In the tie-break just now, he found himself a little anxious.

After Camus caught him by surprise, Fuji was so desperate to turn things around that he fell into the bottom line.

This is the first time that Bu Er wants to win so much!
It's just that the more anxious you are, the bigger the flaws will be exposed.

"Little devil! Now you know what the world looks like!"

Mifune entered the Tao and walked to Fuji's side, looking at the most talented young genius in Nihong, his back was slightly depressed at the moment.

"Ok!"

Bu Er nodded and responded.

"Once you step on this stage! You have to carry a lot of things on your body!"

"Whether it is the glory of the country, the expectations of the team, the expectations of the audience, etc.! These will become your burden!"

"But if you can convert them into motivation, that will also be the source of your evolution!"

"Little devil!"

Buer froze for a moment, then looked up at Mifune.

This was the first time that Mifune had spoken so much to him. It seemed that not only himself, but even the head coach was a little anxious!
The head coach who has always been good at stocking is finally planning to intervene in the growth of Fuji!

"Don't worry, head coach, as I said, I will definitely win this game!"

"Just watch it carefully!"

Buer stood up, his words full of confidence.

A flash of approval flashed in Mifune's eyes, and he was able to quickly adjust his mentality, which is what an excellent tennis player should have.

That's all well done!
"Then go ahead! Brat! Let the world truly see your strength!"

Mifune roared loudly, attracting the attention of many spectators in the front row.

"Yes!"

Bu Er clenched his left hand to his chest, the sun was shining from the sky, and the coat on Fuji suddenly began to rustle.

"Oh! It's amazing!"

After the 180-second break, Camus and Fuji did not intend to waste time, and they both stepped onto the court directly.

As soon as he stepped on the court, Camus felt the difference in Fuji.

Camus didn't expect it, but it was just a short 3-minute rest time, and Fuji had already adjusted his mentality, and even adjusted his state to be better than before.

This is really in line with the old oriental saying, newborn calves are not afraid of tigers!

Behind Buer, a phantom of another dimension suddenly appeared.

Camus also expanded his own spiritual space, because only in this way can he break free from the super-high-speed dimension of indubitability.

The different dimensions of the two parties collide, and the different dimensions of these two people have the ability to pull people into the sea of ​​spiritual consciousness.

The superposition of the two pulled the entire stadium into a gray-white space of another dimension.

The audience outside the arena didn't know about it, only the players inside the arena knew the danger.

boom!
In the gray-white space, a crisp sound of hitting a ball resounded in this quiet space.

"It's useless, I told you!"

"I've heard it!"

"My love is calling me!"

Camus murmured affectionately. Behind him, there seemed to be a hole in the air, from which the rain of bright red roses was constantly pouring down.

boom!
There was a surge of wind and clouds between the swings, and the air waves brought up by the tennis ball turned into a keel, and the bright red roses around were attracted to the keel.

The blood-red rose dragon suddenly appeared and attacked Buer.

"is it?"

"How about this!"

With a chuckle, he closed his eyes!

Although I don't know how Camus foresaw his own future, but if he doesn't even know the future, how can others know it!

At this moment, Bu Er emptied his mind and body, and handed over everything to the memory of his body.

In the second half of the court, cyan shimmering particles shone throughout the court, which was the color of the wind.

The cyan shimmering particles gathered in front of the net to form a large net, all the petals were intercepted outside the net, and only the golden tennis ball went straight through the net.

With his eyes closed, the head of the racket tilted downwards, and then he lifted it up vigorously.

In the sky above the gray-white space, a dim area burst into starlight.

"what!"

Camus held his head up, and the tennis ball just disappeared from his sight.

In the dark sky, there are only a few stars left.

"What a trick!"

Camus was shocked. At such a height, the tennis ball will definitely go out of bounds, right? ! !

Bang bang bang!
Just when Camus was shocked, behind him, large expanses of fireworks suddenly appeared.

The gray-white space suddenly collapsed, time and space changed, and everything around came back.

Camus suddenly realized something, turned his head to look behind him, and there was a golden tennis ball lying there.

"The final return of the ball-Xinghuahuo!"

Bu Er, who closed his eyes, seemed to have noticed Camus' gaze, and said lightly.

"Oh oh oh!"

The entire audience was boiling, they had never seen such a stunt before.

European tennis has always pursued the ultimate victory, and they have always been advocates of violent aesthetics.

That's why Camus, who pursued elegant and romantic tennis, was called a revolutionary by European tennis circles.

Fuji is somewhat similar to Camus in a certain sense. Fuji’s tennis also carries out gorgeousness and elegance.

The Xinghuahuo perfectly hidden under the power of another dimension brought endless shock to this group of people.

Gorgeous does not mean cumbersome, it can also be a magic weapon for winning.

"Awesome! Really amazing! Amazing move!"

Li Fei in the auditorium couldn't help applauding for Fuji, even he had never seen such a gorgeous tennis ball.

"Do you think his style of play is somewhat similar to yours!"

Echizen Longya seemed to have suddenly thought of something, and threw the orange in his hand to Li Fei.

"When you say that, it's really true!"

After thinking about it, Li Fei agreed with Long Ya's point of view.

Europe, or the mainstream of the world's tennis world, pursues the perfect combination of five dimensions such as speed, strength, and physical strength, and uses the most scientific methods to amplify the strength, speed, physical strength, and skills in the five dimensions to the extreme.

And few people will work hard on mental power.

This is why there are so few spiritual players in the world.

Camus is an outlier in European tennis, and it is for this reason that his revolutionary tennis will be feared by Borg.

But it is different in the East, perhaps because of cultural differences, the idea-style Eastern style of play was born.

Move to keep your shape, and stay still to keep your spirit.

When the body and spirit intersect, you can reach a whole new realm.

boom!
"Game, Neons, 1:0."

boom!
"Game, Neons, 3:0."

"Both sides change game!"

On the court, after Camus's foresight of the future lost its effect, the situation seemed to change all of a sudden. Buer went down three times in a row and took the rhythm of the game into his own hands.

Feeling his own consumption, Camus sighed.

It is not so easy to use the sea of ​​spiritual consciousness to resist the invasion of the same dimension, and the price Camus paid was not small.

"Good fight! No two!"

"Let's win in one go!"

When passing by the player area, Bu Er heard the cheers of the crowd.

Bu Er turned his head and met everyone's earnest eyes. Team Neon really needed this victory so much!

"Ah!"

Bu Er's eyes narrowed, and the corners of his mouth showed a nice arc.

Don't worry, everyone!
I will definitely win!

(End of this chapter)