The Rebirth of the Net King

Chapter 285 Fiasco
boom!
"Germany, 4:0."

A tennis dunk by Lewis hit Hayato Kitajima at a 45-degree angle. The tennis ball bounced off the court at a very high speed and flew out of the court.

Lewis also broke serve again, widening the score gap to four games.

"No opponent at all!"

Johnson shook his head. In his opinion, the gap between Hayato Kitajima's strength and Lewis's was too great.

If Jujiro Oni, Shuji Tanejima, and Kanae Irie, who played in front of the Neon team, are all world-class, then Hayato Kitajima can only be regarded as second-tier in the world in Johnson's opinion.

Facing Lewis, a German professional player, it was beyond his expectation to be able to struggle.

"Germany will probably continue their legend this year!"

Pei Dinan sighed.

They have been crushed by such a mountain for so many years.

Camus did not speak, but quietly looked at the familiar figure in the Neon team.

"Sure enough, you still joined the Neon team"

"Duke."

On the court, the tennis ball was gently pressed in the palm of Hayato Kitajima.

So strong!

The sense of oppression brought to him by the opponent made him feel that his blood seemed to be stunned and stagnated.

However, Hayato Kitajima would never allow himself to fail like this!

Especially since his old enemy is still watching him from the sidelines, he can't let Byodoin see the joke.

Another Dimension--The Frozen Throne.

Behind Hayato Bei Dao, a crystal clear throne with a deep cold breath fell out of thin air.

Then a phantom climbed up the stairs step by step, and slowly sat on the throne.

"Frozen!"

The long-lost Frost Dragon opened its bloody mouth again.

The chill and the smell of blood rushed directly towards Lewis.

"Is this a different dimension?!"

Lewis' eyes narrowed slightly. This was his first confrontation with a different-dimensional force.

This miraculous spiritual power brought Lewis a novel experience.

"But if this is trying to defeat me, that would be too whimsical!"

Lewis laughed out loud, pulled the racket behind him, and posed in a weird pose.

"Germanic Chariot!"

The barrel roared, and the hot flames pushed the cannon in the barrel to eject, blasting towards the attacking Frost Dragon.

Rumble!
Lewis's arena was filled with billowing smoke and dust.

A loud explosion sounded from the smoke.

Then, a fiery "fireball" flew out of it.

Kitajima Hayato was expressionless, his feet moved quickly, and then he twisted his shoulders.

"Frozen!"

The roaring frost dragon took off again.

"There is a chance! Bei Dao will definitely turn defeat into victory!"

Akima Ito and other high school seniors stood on the sidelines, praying for Hayato Kitajima.

As the cards of their senior three groups, being able to be assigned by Mifune to challenge Germany already shows the strength of Kitajima Hayato.

In addition, Kitajima Hayato has also opened his own different dimension, and Akima Ito and the others naturally think that since Oni Jujiro, who also opened a different dimension, can play back and forth with another professional player from Germany, then Kitajima Shima Hayato should be able to do it too.

But what they don't know is that there are strengths and weaknesses in different dimensions.

Oni Jujiro's alternate dimension has advanced to the second stage, and the power of ghosts and gods has already surpassed the past.

But Kitajima Hayabusa has not long since opened his own different dimension, and is still in the first stage of embryonic development.

There is a huge difference between the first-order different dimension and the second-order different dimension.

Fuji and Byodoin sat quietly in his seat, looking at the field.

A chilling atmosphere spread between the two of them.

Although the field seems to be evenly matched, Fuji and Byodoin know that the opponent is just exploring the strangeness of another dimension, and has not shown their true strength at all.

Every professional player in Germany is one in a million. How could they be held back by Bei Dao so easily.

There was no hope in this game, and the reason why Bei Dao was allowed to play was only to show the strength of the Neon team.

Even if you lose, you can't lose too ugly.

Germany's configuration this year is really too strong. If you want to beat them, you must work hard on doubles.

Deutsche's singles are all at the top level in the world, and the chances of the Neon team winning the singles are not high.

Therefore, doubles is the key to victory, and Tanejima and Irie also fulfilled the expectations of the coaches.

Due to Oni Jujiro's failure, the pressure suddenly came to the side of the Neon team.

As the only remaining ace of the Neon team who has not played yet, Fuji and Byodoin have already felt a little pressure in their hearts.

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

boom!
"Game, Neons, 3:5."

At some point, Kitajima Hayato's neon uniform was torn apart by him.

The combination of explosive posture and different dimensions made Hayato Kitajima win three rounds in the hands of Lewis.

Sweat flowed on Kitajima Hayato's muscles. Although he won three rounds, Kitajima Hayato was not happy at all.

The other party is like a bottomless black hole, completely unable to detect its bottom line.

As the first set drew to a close, Bei Dao began to breathe heavily.

As for Lewis, except for some dust on his body and a little sweat on his forehead, his breathing was very smooth.

Comparing the two, the difference is obvious.

Kitajima Hayato gently pressed the tennis ball to calm down his violently beating heart.

"Frozen!"

The chill was piercing, and the chill instantly permeated Lewis's court.

"Heh! I've had enough fun, and it's time to end this game!"

A playful smile appeared on the corner of Lewis' mouth, and his figure disappeared instantly.

When it reappeared, it had already reached the landing point of the tennis ball.

The cold tennis ball did not affect Lewis's actions at all, and the blood gushing out of his body directly shattered the ice slag.

boom!
When you mention the racket, the golden light is as fast as lightning.

call out!
Beside Hayato Bei Dao's ears, there was a whizzing sound of piercing through the air, followed by a crisp landing sound behind him.

"Game, German team, 15:0."

Kitajima Hayato turned his head slowly. There was still a scorched black mark on the ground, wisps of green smoke rose into the air, and the tennis ball was lying there quietly.

"So fast!"

There was a drop of cold sweat on Hayato Kitajima's forehead. He hadn't reacted to the ball just now!
"here we go!"

Buer's ice-blue eyes opened, and Lewis was finally about to show his strength as a German professional player.

boom!
"Game, Germany, 30:0."

boom!
"The game is over! This set is won by the German team, with a score of 6:3."

In just 5 minutes, Hayato Kitajima's serve was broken by Lewis.

Lewis thoroughly showed Hayato Kitajima what a professional player is. With only a combination of basic skills, he can hit the ball fast and hard.

Abandoned all redundant actions, everything is just for scoring, for winning.

Soon, the 3-minute break passed.

In the second set, Lewis did not give Hayato Kitajima a chance to breathe. When Hayato Kitajima was a little careless, he was greeted with a thunderous blow from Lewis.

This set lasted even shorter than everyone imagined.

"The game is over, the German team won this set, the score is 6:0."

"In the final of the French U-17 World Cup Open, the Neon team VS the German team singles two match, the German team won with a record of 6:3, 6:0."

When the referee's voice resounded throughout the audience, Kitajima Hayato lowered his head and remained silent.

A fiasco, he was completely defeated once again.

"Is my tennis really so vulnerable!"

Kitajima Hayato raised his head, looking at the Paris sun in December, feeling a pang of sadness in his heart.

(End of this chapter)