King of the Nets: The opening big move is thunder and gossip

Chapter 201 Rolling
A few minutes later, at both ends of the net on the field, the two sides of the game began to guess sides.

Perhaps because of the language barrier, the few people didn't communicate much, but when Edgar looked at Maori and Yukimura, his face was full of rebelliousness, as if he didn't care about Maori and Yukimura at all. people pay attention to.

Regarding this, the two of Ni Hong only smiled faintly in their hearts. After all, tennis still relies on strength to speak, and I will teach him to be a good man later in the game.

"The game started, and Edgar Delacroix and Batis Sararan of the French youth team took the lead to serve."

The guessing is over, the serve is confirmed, and the referee waved his hand to announce the official start of the game.

pop... pop...

At the bottom line, Batis patted the tennis ball lightly, looked at the opposite side, with a smile on his face: "I will serve, then I will not be polite!"

shuh…

After the words fell, Batis threw the tennis ball into the air vigorously.

"How did you throw this ball so high!"

The audience watched the tennis ball being thrown high into the air by Batis and began to discuss it.

In the French contestant area, Oswald who is proficient in neon language.Delong smiled lightly: "Tall? But not at all!"

bang...

As Delong's words fell, Sharang's legs on the field were bent downward, and then he kicked with all his strength, and the whole person jumped into the air.

The audience on the sidelines were stunned, how could someone jump so high.

"Shining Aurora..."

boom…

As Sharang drank loudly in French, his racket directly collided with the tennis ball, and the terrifying sound of hitting the ball instantly resounded through the audience.

"What a horrible serve..."

The spectators outside the court were also shocked when they saw the ball. They could feel the power of this serve just by hearing the sound of the ball being hit.

"It's Batis' Aurora. The speed of this serve exceeds 215KM. It's the first time most people see this ball, but they don't even have time to react."

Deron on the sidelines could not help showing a smile on his face when he saw Sharang showing off his stunt.

In the neon contestant area, Shen Wuxin looked at the two French players and couldn't help but secretly nodded in his heart: "Those who can be selected for the French youth team really have a few talents."

The speed and power of this serve is not as good as Shinichi's Dragon Cry, but it is stronger than Bijiujin's Leopard Cry.

boom…

The tennis ball hit the ground, and the ground trembled slightly from the impact of the ball, and a cloud of dust and smoke filled the air.

"15:0, the French team scored."

The speed of this ball was very fast, Mori Hisaburo, who was in charge of catching the ball, did not go to catch it, he wanted to capture the flight trajectory of the tennis ball, the next time is the real time for him to fight back.

Mori switched places with Yukimura, and Shararang sent out the tennis ball again.

"Shining Aurora..."

boom…

"30:0, the French team scored."

The head coach of France, who was still very worried about the game, could not help but heave a sigh of relief at the moment as the serve scored one after another. Maybe Edgar and Shararang will have a chance to win the game.

On the court, Yukimura and Mori looked at each other and nodded slightly. They knew that it was time to exert their strength.

boom…

The aurora was still shining, the tennis ball was like a cannonball, and it was bombarded by Shararang from mid-air. After landing, the tennis ball, with a roar, shot towards the side of Mao Li who was responsible for catching the ball at the bottom line.

tread…

Mao Li took a step forward and swung his racket directly to meet the ball. After the tennis ball touched the racket, there was a dull impact sound.

Feeling the impact of the tennis ball, Maori realized that this serve was much stronger than he had imagined.

However, compared to that guy Kanna's dragon song, it's still far behind.

boom…

It was not difficult for Maori to fight back. When the racket was swung out, the tennis ball quickly flew towards the left corner.

Edgar on the opposite side opened his mouth slightly, and he couldn't believe that the players of the Neon team actually counterattacked Sharang's serve stunt so quickly.

Although he was shocked, his reaction was not slow. He tried his best to chase the tennis ball, but he was still a step behind.

"Senior Edgar, leave this ball to me."

I saw Sharang in the backcourt rushing out quickly, running faster than Edgar, and caught up with the tennis ball in an instant.

boom…

A counterattack hit, the tennis ball was hit diagonally by him, and it flew straight towards the bottom line of the center line, but before the tennis ball flew to the landing point, it was intercepted by Yukimura halfway, and then with a whip, it hit the opposite halfway. This time, neither Edgar in the frontcourt nor Sharang in the backcourt had time to react.

"30:15, the Neon team scored."

After the referee reported the score, many people inside and outside the stadium frowned.

"The foundations of these two Neon people are simply perfect, and their true strength cannot be seen at all."

In the stands, Noah's eyes were always on the two of Neon. The two didn't use any special skills. On the third ball, they started to suppress the French team with basic tennis. The strength of the two made Noah feel helpless. Don't be afraid.

Because although the perfect basic tennis is mediocre, this kind of tennis has almost no weaknesses.

Not far from the Australian team, Reinhardt also frowned, the neon middle school students were too strong.

Because of the strength of the two on the field, they can occupy a place even in the U17 of the United States. Although the top ten may not have much hope, but from No.11 to No.15, these two people can definitely take a place.

"It seems that after the four-nation competition is over, we still need to get in touch with them. If we can invite them, it will not only improve the strength of the US team, but also weaken Neon, the strongest opponent in the future."

In the Neon player area, every member looked extremely calm. In this game, it is impossible for the Neon team to lose. It depends on whether the French team can force out Maori and Yukimura can use more strength.

on the court...

boom…

"Game, the score is 1:0, Neon representative team Mori Kosaburo and Yukimura Seiichi lead."

……

boom…

"...2:0..."

……

boom…

"...3:0..."

"The two sides exchange venues..."

...

Relying on the pure tennis foundation, Mori and Yukimura completely crushed the French doubles pair without giving their opponents the slightest chance.

Seeing the big score behind, the head coach of the French team on the sidelines looked at the neon coaching area, his face was full of resentment.

These neon coaches are actually playing so hard.

On the court, Batis drooped his head and looked frustrated: "They are too strong, senior Edgar, I... I can't catch up with their return ball..."

Seeing the frustrated expression on Batis's face, Edgar walked up to him and took out a paintbrush: "I can't help it, I have to paint you."

"Senior Edgar, what do you want to paint me with?" Batissi looked at the paint pen stretched out, and shrank his neck back.

"Didn't you say that if you can't catch their return, then you will turn into a beast so that you won't fail to catch up."

Edgar's tone was very bewitching, and Batissi had already nodded obediently at this time: "Senior Edgar, please make me look better."

"Don't worry, don't you understand my art yet?"

After speaking, Edgar took the paintbrush and painted on Batis's face.

Looking at the actions of the two on the French team, the audience outside the field couldn't help but wonder.

In the neon player area, everyone looked at Akuto Mitsuya, the data master, and Nioh Masaharu even asked, "Senior Mitsuya, do you know what those two French players are doing?"

"I am not sure as well."

Mitsuya shook his head lightly.

"Hypnosis, the paint that guy smeared has a hypnotic effect."

After Shenwu Shinichi finished speaking, he immediately attracted everyone's attention, and Shiraishi also asked from the side: "Hypnosis, what's the use of this?"

"It's very useful."

Kanna put his eyes on Batis, whose eyes were gradually becoming hollow, and said lightly, "After being hypnotized, that Batis will become Edgar's puppet, but this puppet will play far beyond The power of your own potential."

"Then this match, Mori-senpai and Yukimura-san, doesn't seem to be an easy match!"

Hearing Shinno Shinichi's words, Chitose Chisato's expression became a little dignified.

"Humph!"

Atobe on the side let out a cold snort: "Who do you think they are? They are Mori Kosaburo and Yukimura Seiichi. Those two French guys are just clowns in their eyes."

on the court...

Seeing the French team playing tricks, Mori and Yukimura looked at each other, and then only heard Yukimura say lightly: "Senior Mori, let's end this game as soon as possible."

"Okay, it's you, or me." Originally, the two didn't want to reveal too much, after all, there are still two games to play, but seeing that the French team seems to be stubborn to the end, Mao Li felt that the two must have A serious shot.

Yukimura smiled faintly after listening to Mori's words.

"Let me come, after all, I will make a move, so I won't waste too much time..."

PS: The author has caught a cold. He has been hanging water since yesterday morning, and there will be another day tomorrow. These two days will be updated in the afternoon or evening.

sorry!

　The author catches a cold in the morning and hangs up the water, and still changes four times in the afternoon and evening
　　sorry everyone
　　
　
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