The Rebirth of the Net King

Chapter 266 Singles II

"The Neon team should send Budu in the next match!"

In the auditorium, Li Fei, who was waiting for the start of the next show, said to Long Ya.

"Hmm! There is a high probability it should be!"

Long Ya shook the orange in her hand and said with a chuckle.

"Then it looks like the Spanish team is finished!"

Li Fei shrugged.

He still has a good understanding of the situation in the Spanish team.

"Speaking of which, don't you want to thank you again?"

Long Ya looked at Li Fei playfully, Li Fei was taken aback by his words.

"Haha! I can't help it, and I don't want to, who told them to give too much!"

Li Fei's gaze exuded a dangerous aura, and Long Ya's words reminded him of the battle outside Madrid not long ago.

Medanore!

He is indeed a good opponent, and his tennis is also very weird.

He really deserves to be the Spanish supernova who is known as the "heretic genius", and his strength is really extraordinary.

Just a pity!
The two people who were thinking about each other fell into silence.

"Next is the U-17 French World Cup Open, the semi-final match of Spain VS Neon Singles [-]. Next, we invite players from both sides to play!"

Soon, the host's passionate voice came from the radio.

The stadium that had been whispering suddenly fell silent, and everyone turned their attention to the two teams on the field.

The moment the broadcast sound fell, one person from each of the two teams stood up.

"Oh! It really is them!"

Bismarck chuckled, and the candidate for the singles match was exactly as they had expected.

Spain's Juan Carlos.

The best assistant for Team Neon.

"That's natural. Byodoin Phoenix must be placed in the singles first, and the rest of the singles second Nihong team can make a shot, and this is the only second week to help."

Kurmanstein said lightly.

Juan Carlos of the Spanish team, Kurmanstein and the others know that he is a pretty good player.

Whether it is in strength, speed, skill or other aspects, they are all very balanced.

But balance also means mediocrity.

Of the entire Spanish team, only Andres and Medanore could catch their eyes.

As for the others, they would not be their German opponents at all.

……

"It looks like the Neon team is planning to decide the outcome here!"

Dudu Obando's eyes flickered, and he waved his arms to cheer for Fuji loudly.

Regarding the situation of the Spanish team, based on the intelligence of the US team, it is natural to have some understanding.

Although Juan Carlos has some strength, he will not be the best opponent at all.

After all, Fuji is the one who can wrestle with their leader, Ralph Reinhardt.

……

"Come on! Brat!"

"If you lose, I won't spare you!"

Everyone in the Neon team shouted behind Fuji.

Buer didn't look back, and waved his hand. Without Medanore, the Spanish team couldn't stop their Neon team.

"Ding!"

On the big screens around, the list of the singles two match list appeared in an instant.

"Fuji Shusuke (first year of junior high school) VS Juan Carlos (third year of high school)."

Whoa!
The audience boiled instantly.

The Neon team once again sent its junior high school students to face the opponent's high school seniors.

But at this moment, no one despised him because of his age.

After all, Budu really defeated Leopold Camus of the French team.

Such a record is enough to make Fuji, who was originally unknown, become a dazzling new star in this U-17 World Cup in France.

"It seems that the Neon team is planning to go all out and end the game!"

"Yeah! Now let's see if Juan Carlos of Spain can withstand the pressure."

The audience began to discuss this duel, and it can be seen from their words that they are not optimistic about Juan.

Although Juan's strength is good, he still has a long way to go compared to Camus, who is as famous as Medanore.

Not to mention the one who beat Camus.

On the court, the two stood face to face.

"Fuji Shusuke! I have been looking forward to the match with you for a long time!"

Juan stared at Bu Er and said in a deep voice.

"Really? That's a great honor!"

"Positive or negative!"

Fuji smiled and pointed to the racket, indicating that Juan should choose first.

"Reverse, I prefer reverse!"

Fuji slightly spun the racket, and as a result, Fuji's eyes narrowed slightly.

"Looks like I'm lucky today!"

Bu Er chuckled lightly.

The two shook hands and left.

"The match begins! Two wins in three sets! The Neon team's best serve!"

The referee on the high chair announced loudly.

After reaching the end line on the right side, Fuji stands, holding the tennis ball with his left hand and gently leaning against the racket surface.

"Come on! Fujisuke!"

Juan looked at Budu seriously on the opposite side, and said in a deep voice.

His hands had tightly gripped the racket, ready to hit back.

Fuji smiled slightly, held the ball in the palm of his hand, and opened his squinted eyes suddenly.

As Fuji opened his eyes, in an instant, wind and clouds surged around him.

The audience in the front row can even clearly feel the cool wind blowing from the dome.

Swish!
Bu Er threw the tennis ball high, and everyone's eyes were on the slowly rising tennis ball.

When the tennis ball reached its highest point, Fuji swung the racket in his hand and hit the tennis ball hard.

boom!
A strong pumping sound resounded throughout the audience.

call out!
The tennis ball was as fast as lightning, and disappeared from everyone's sight in an instant.

"So fast!"

"Is it such a powerful serve from the very beginning? Don't you even plan to test it?"

Exclamations came one after another from the audience.

Tatata!
Juan took quick steps and ran towards the landing point of the tennis ball.

Although the ball was fast, he still vaguely caught the ball's trajectory.

Quickly raised the racket and swung it down at the flying tennis ball.

laugh!
The ultra-high-speed cutting ball caused the tennis ball to spin violently on the racket, and the entire racket seemed to be shaking.

"Go back to me!"

With a flick of his arm, Juan threw the ball out.

"Very good high-speed slice, and the sense of power is not weak!"

Irie stood in the front court and said lightly.

This is the first ball confrontation. The two sides have already hit such a shot. This is already an area that ordinary high school students cannot touch.

"But such a high-speed cutting ball will not work for Buer!"

Shuuji Taneshima nodded, because Fuji had that.

"Return to the ruins!"

Wan Chuan returned to the sea, and the moment the tennis ball hit the racket, the strong spin attached to the tennis ball was resolved.

Immediately afterwards, an extremely fast yellow light passed by Juan's side.

call out!
The air wave brought up touched the surface of Juan's skin after a delay of one second.

"Game, Neons, 15:0."

Bismarck looked at Fuji's closing action, and said solemnly: "It has appeared, a move that is very similar to Shuji Taneshima's Ki Mie Wu of the Neon team."

This trick of Bu Er has already been recorded in their collected materials, but when I saw it with my own eyes again, I was still a little surprised.

This kind of trick to defuse all strength and rotation is really unreasonable.

"hateful!"

Juan also noticed the weirdness of the ball just now. Although he had heard about it, when the real match was true, the pressure was still oncoming.

(End of this chapter)