Net King: Black Glory

Chapter 162 Doubles One
The two who lost the game walked back with a somewhat silent expression.

The game just now was completely lost.

With the defeat, Washio Kazunai and Suzuki Kyo returned to their positions and covered their faces with white towels.

The first appearance in this world championship was actually a defeat.

This is unacceptable for them who are regarded as their hole cards.

"Don't be pressured. You have already done a good job. You must understand where your weaknesses are and learn from each other's experience to help you grow. Also, you must believe in our teammates!"

As a spiritual coach, Zhi Saito paid special attention to the mentality of the players after losing the game.

But he also knew that this defeat would be a huge blow to the team.

Losing the first match in an event of the World Cup Open level, the mentality of the follow-up players can easily be depressed, so he had to stand up and do psychological counseling.

"Yes, coach!"

Washio Kazuming and Suzuki Kyo responded dully under the towel.

As for whether the two of them listened, only they knew.

Saito didn't say anything more.

Soon, the doubles match began.

"The third round of the U-17 World Cup group stage, the French team vs. the Neon team, the doubles match is about to begin."

"Edgar Delacroix (senior [-]) and Levi Stan George (senior [-]) of the French team will face Shingo Domoto (senior [-]) and Kanata Irie (senior [-]) of the Neon team."

"Please enter the contestants from both sides."

The broadcast ends.

Zong Yan's eyes lit up slightly when he heard the names of the French team's two players. One of them was familiar to him, and he would be the main force of France two years later.

Edgar Delacroix, who was dubbed the "Maestro" two years later.

But now he is still a freshman in high school, very immature, Edgar should not have grown to the peak.

If Domoto Shingo and Irie Kanata met them, there should be no problem, right?

The only variable is probably the third grader!
Zong Yan knew that Edgar would be very strong in the future, but even if he was only in the first year of high school and matched with a third grader, Irie and the others should have no problem.

In order to win the Neon team, Mifune Nedao actually put the strongest third grader and Irie Kanata together.

What an idea is is naturally self-evident.

……

"The game has started, two out of three sets, and the Neon team will serve first!"

After the two sides have guessed the right to serve, the game officially begins.

Standing on the baseline, Domoto Shingo silently slapped the tennis ball in his hand. At this time, his heart was filled with anger.

As one of the main players, he didn't even have a singles turn.

But thinking of the strength of those two, and the intention of the head coach to put him in the doubles, he had no choice but to suppress his anger.

boom!
Domoto Shingo bent his knees and half-pressed his body, and his sinking center of gravity brought an extremely steady and powerful force, which was released from the racket in his hand.

Boo...bang!

The tennis ball stirred the air, making the sound of penetrating the air, and almost in the blink of an eye, it came to Edgar Delacroix, who is known as the 'master of art'.

Seeing that the other party seemed very angry, Edgar, who had used all his strength as soon as he came up, was also slightly surprised.

However, his reaction was also very fast. He took a half step back with his right foot and crossed his left foot. He turned his body slightly and pulled sideways, and the racket in his hand went up to the bouncing tennis ball.

boom!
Like a hard stone falling into the racket net, Edgar did not expect Shingo Domoto to hit the ball with such force as a volcanic eruption.

He was careless for a moment, and his wrist couldn't bear it, and a strong paralysis occurred, and the tennis ball directly flew his racket out of his hand.

"what!"

"That neon third grader just hit the ball and knocked off Edgar's racket?"

……

"Randall, who is the opponent?"

As the captain of France, Ronald, he instantly knew that this was another hole card for the Neon team.

"Domoto Shingo, a senior in high school, is the former head coach of the Neon team. He failed to play as a single player in the first round. He is a strength and speed player..."

Hearing Randall tell the collected information, all the French players flashed a little strange.

Even Camus, who was on the sidelines, became interested. He didn't expect the Neon team to hide so deeply.

Their eyes moved, and they fell on the slightly raised figure in the opposite half, with expressions of interest on their faces.

……

boom!
It was another shot from a super-heavy cannon to serve, but this time Levistein, who had taken precautions, stabilized his racket and avoided the embarrassment of being hit flying.

"Neons score, 30-0!"

"Edgar, the opponent's momentum has risen, we can't lose any more points."

When the two changed positions, Levi Stan George came over and said to Edgar in a concentrated voice.Edgar nodded and walked back to the extension line again.

"Bear my wrath."

Seeing the dignified expressions of the two people on the opposite side, Shingo Domoto didn't say anything, but walked towards the teeing area in silence.

Originally, he planned to use that trick in the World Series, and after securing the victory, he would challenge the Byodoin.

Now it seems that the opponent's strength may not even require him to use that move.

The thought flashed.

Domoto Shingo's expression remained unchanged, he stretched his arms and threw the ball towards his head.

boom!
With the same posture and the same force, the waist was bent back significantly, the bent waist rebounded and pressed, and the tennis ball flew out at a very fast speed in an instant.

boom!
Another crisp sound.

As if trained thousands of times, the tennis ball falls directly on the hair extension.

Edgar, who had already tried the power, was not distracted in the slightest this time. After planning the tennis ball, he came immediately behind the landing point.

boom!
Edgar maintained a sprinting posture, exerted strength in his abdomen, and led the shot to the back right.

At the moment the tennis ball bounced, he held the racket with both hands, volleyed the ball at low altitude, and directly blocked the tennis ball, and under his precise control, he used the strength very skillfully.

Kankan hit the ball back over the net.

This is the short net!

The Nihong third-year players who were watching the game were stunned. The opponent dared to put a short ball in front of their "leader"?

Didn't this freshman from the French team die for some reason?

Shingo Domoto, who was in the backcourt, raised his eyebrows. The opponent's movements were quite agile.

Unfortunately... useless!
Tatata!
At this time, Irie Kanade, who had been in the frontcourt without any sense of presence, became hyperactive. His sprint speed was amazing, and he used the force of gliding to pounce forward.

Very skillfully, he gently moved the ball that had just passed the net back.

"hey-hey!"

Irie Kanata grinned at the corner of his mouth, a very friendly smile appeared on the doll's face, and the white teeth were particularly conspicuous.

Bang!
A powerful straight-line drive directly pressed on Levi Stan George's left sideline.

"The Neons score, 40-0."

……

boom!
"Game, Neon team 1-0, change game."

……

As the Neon team scored a point, the audience seemed to fall silent, but in this 'quiet' situation, the French duo seemed to keep up with the rhythm.

Edgar is worthy of being France's genius and future pillar player.

Under the leadership of Levistan Georges, Edgar Delacroix was completely unafraid because of his age and debut on the world stage.

On the contrary, it has become more daring to fight.

Levi Stan George at the net also showed his speed and skills.

However, Irijiang Zuoduo was faster than him.

Powerful insights can not only gain insight into the actions of the other party, but even insight into the other party's thoughts.

Every time the French team hit back the tennis ball, they had just leaped over the middle net, and the figure of Irie Kanata had already set up his posture to block there.

He turned his wrist, and the racket in his hand made a perfect curve, cutting off the heavy backhand of the tennis ball that came to him.

boom!
The tennis ball shot down like scattered flowers, and flew directly from the right sideline of the front court like a naughty child.

"Game, the Neon team scored, the score is 3-2!"

"Heh... You can't just pay attention to the front and back!"

Irie Kanade grinned, but his white teeth could bring endless chills to the other party under the sun.

boom!
"Game, the Neon team scored, 2-4!"

……

boom!
"Game, the French team scored, 3-4!"

……

The scores on both sides kept pulling, and the time passed little by little.

After about four and 10 minutes, the first set finally came to an end under another heavy smash by Shingo Domoto.

"Game, Neon team wins, score 7-5!"

……

ps: "Ask for monthly ticket"

(End of this chapter)