Net King: Black Glory

Chapter 680 Winning the first game with a new attitude

The receiving area in the front court.

Seyfried held his racket with one hand, looked at Fuji across from him and grinned, unceremoniously releasing his malice:

"Hey! Neon!"

"I hope you won't hate playing tennis after this game. I hate your Neon team very much because of a certain person."

His tone was cold. Although he was speaking to Fuji just now, his eyes were glanced at Tezuka in his own position.

Hearing this, Fuji frowned, and a hint of coldness flashed in his blue eyes.

"It seems that Tezuka is not doing well in Germany!"

Seyfried certainly saw the coldness in Fuji's eyes, but he didn't take it seriously.

He is very confident in the strength of their king, Germany. The unique arrogance and prejudice of Westerners is fully reflected in Seyfried.

boom!

Just when Seyfried was about to attack Fuji mentally with words, Bismarck's serve appeared in front of Duke Watanabe in an instant.

"What a quick serve!"

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, are you still alive? If not, stand up for me."

The heavy ball hit Seyfried directly in the face, and his body was blown away like a fallen leaf.

"Ah, even though I didn't have high expectations for a junior high school student like you from the beginning, I won't fall down so soon."

"We were actually able to take the lead and score a point from King Deutsch."

Although they were cheering for Germany before, it did not affect their excitement for Duke's goal at this moment.

Camus, the captain of France, looked at Duke with mixed feelings in his heart.

Bismarck smacked his lips, and then seemed to give up any expectations. He looked at Fuji and Duke with confidence and said:

"From now on, you just have to stand in the corner and be responsible for receiving the serve. I am enough for this game!"

Not only that, the target of Duke's goal was Seyfried, who was chattering in the frontcourt.

But now it was Duke, the French King of Destruction who had been silent for a long time, who was finally ready to show off his edge and terror.

"Well done, Duke, you changed the atmosphere of the venue with just one blow!"

"I can still hold on!"

The Byodoin House is also very satisfied with Duke's performance.

"It's so awesome, such a terrifying power."

After all, he is the elite junior high school student of King Germany.

"If I hit you with this force, it should be fine, boss!"

"Naisi!"

Bismarck, the German lieutenant general, looked at Seyfried who was directly beaten away, and shouted at him with some displeasure.

For his former teammate, he knew Duke's strength better than anyone else, and his true strength was not inferior to him at all.

People in the audience were amazed, but the French team in the stands were a little silent at the moment.

The sound of terror swept through all directions. Duke's home run hit instantly suppressed all the noise. The audience in the front court even subconsciously covered their ears.

After a brief silence, the scene was immediately filled with cheers and howls.

"Duke. Home run!"

After all, Duke was a member of their team and was even regarded as France's leader. Moreover, I heard that he was pushed out by his former teammates.

"Ouch!"

"Tsk tsk tsk, forget it, what else can you do with your current condition?"

The players of the German representative team are much stronger than the opponents they encountered before.

Although Duke's home run hit him hard, it wasn't enough to completely knock him out of the game.

"I can't see the shadow at all!"

……

"Ah"

"Duke Watanabe, the Neon representative team, scored with an assist from Fuji, 15:0."

In the Neon team's rest area, several junior high school players exclaimed.

Seyfried's body swayed and he struggled to stand up.

Pity……

Rather than winning through skill, Westerners still prefer this collision of absolute power.

After crossing the entire stadium, he fell heavily into the audience seats at the back.

If Duke were still on the French national team, their strength could increase by several percent, and they might even have a chance today.

Duke Watanabe looked back at Byodoin in the rest area and said with a naive smile.

"Neon! Neon!"

As a true elite high school student in Germany, he is the deputy general of Germany.

However, such a serve may be a threat to others.

Bismarck was also absolutely confident in his own strength.

Although he didn't become a professional player like Polk, he was actually good enough in all aspects.

As long as you want to become a professional player, you can do it anytime.

In terms of strength within the team, he is better than Q·P and second only to Polk.

At the same time, he also has a nickname similar to Atobe, Mr. Tie-Bin.

Like Atobe, who was not defeated by Ryoma in a tie-break, Bismarck never lost in a tie-break.

This proves that he has extremely strong physical strength.

Therefore, wanting to play one versus two with confidence is not arrogance and ignorance, but rather having one's own confidence.

Originally, he planned to officially enter professional tennis after this tournament.

Of course, this is just an exhibition match, in order to prevent BIG4 and the American representative team from collecting his information.

Before the game, the German team had already made a request and would not go all out.

But for him, 50% strength should be enough to deal with a mere neon team. "Your power is indeed very difficult, but a doubles team with strong personalities is actually easier to break up."

After Bismarck finished speaking, he hit the serve towards Fuji.

The angle of this serve is not very tricky, the speed is not that amazing, and Fujitsu's strength can fully catch it.

The serve that could be returned so easily made his purpose obvious.

Just return the perfect return serve, and then use his signature skill, the non-spin swing ball, to attack Duke Watanabe.

This kind of ball only needs to move the perfect hitting point, and the person who hits the ball will not be able to perfectly use the sweet spot of the racket to hit the ball back.

This was also developed specifically to deal with power players.

Duke's home run was blocked, and Duke looked like it could only defend passively, barely hitting a lob in response to Bismarck's non-spin swing ball.

"You can't win without attacking!"

How could Bismarck miss such a chance ball? Then he jumped high and smashed the ball violently. The tennis ball rushed towards the Neon team's half at extremely fast speed.

However, Fuji on the opposite side quickly rushed towards the smashed tennis ball.

"Tezuka, when you left, I swore that Fuji Shusuke would be reborn!"

After rushing to the right position, Fuji suddenly jumped into the air, and the entire stadium was suddenly filled with rose petals.

Then Fuji turned around in the air, and Bismarck's smash was countered by Fuji with a smash.

"Wind attack technique, Aoi Fukiyuki!"

Seeing this gorgeous blow, Tezuka Kunimitsu's eyes were a little surprised, but more of it was joy.

Fuji stood in front of the net and smiled in Tezuka's direction: "I no longer play defensive tennis."

After saying that, Fuji returned to his seat.

And Fuji's stunning blow just now aroused Bismarck's interest.

He wanted to see again. Was it just a coincidence that Fuji returned his smash?

Or has he really mastered this advanced technique?

So Bismarck smashed again, but was countered by Aoi Fubuki again.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, this scares me. The stunt of counterattacking a smash with a smash, is it a genius?" Bismarck praised without hesitation.

He knew that it was impossible to defeat the Neon Team with 50% of his strength.

However, Bismarck did not give up, but attacked more seriously, truly fighting one against two.

"Game, scored by the Neon representative team, the score is 1:0."

"Game, scored by the German team, the score is 1:1."

"Game, scored by the Neon representative team, the score is 5:5."

"Fuji actually suppressed the momentum of the German team! Byodoin!"

"It's really amazing, Fuji!"

The junior high school students were full of praise for Fuji's performance. Hearing these words, Byodoin also evoked a smile:

"The best is yet to come, right, Duke!"

"You can almost let me make a big fuss, right? Boss."

Duke glanced towards Byodoin Phoenix, and Byodoin nodded slightly.

The next moment, Duke roared, his muscles bulged, and the uniform on his upper body exploded in an instant.

"This is the perfect outfit!"

Duke, who was nearly at full strength, was terrifying. The two members of the German team, especially Seyfried, were simply unable to return his ball.

"Game, the Japanese team takes the lead, the score is 6:5."

With the last goal, no one expected that the Neon team could really win against Germany.

Bismarck was also very serious at this time. Although the first game of the World Cup in Germany was only an exhibition match, he could not be defeated by him.

He surged forward, his body parallel to the ground, and finally hit Duke's home run.

But his return ball was blocked by Fuji in front of the opposite net.

"It's your turn, Seyfried!"

Bismarck got up from the ground and roared at Seyfried who jumped forward.

"I have been observing from behind for so long, and I have seen your habits thoroughly! It comes with humiliation."

Instead of another kill, Seyfried hit a curveball in the opposite direction, avoiding Fuji.

However, Duke rushed up quickly from the backcourt.

Seyfried, who was still falling in the air, smiled confidently: "What a coincidence. If you hit Duke's home run at that position, it would all go out of bounds!"

However, Duke smiled innocently, stretched out his racket, and gently passed the tennis ball over the middle net: "Duke bunt."

"what?"

Seyfried was surprised that this wild-looking man could actually hit such a delicate short ball.

"Duke's tennis style is extremely delicate and gentle." Byodoin in the rest area also smiled confidently.

"Well done! Seyfried!"

This ball gave Bismarck time to adjust. He rushed forward quickly and hit the ball back when Duke's bunt was about to land again.

The tennis ball leaps high and flies toward the baseline.

Fuji also appeared at this moment, assuming a defensive counterattack posture with a backhand slice.

"The White Dragon of Triple Counterattack!"

The tennis ball flew into the sky by Fuji. After landing, it bounced towards Tezuka outside the court and was caught by his hand.

"The game was won by the Neon team, with a score of 7:5."

"Ah, tsk, tsk, I didn't expect that in the end, the guy in front who only knew how to attack used a defensive counterattack and deceived us?"

The defeated Bismarck returned to the German rest area, and he was somewhat dissatisfied with the result of the game.

ps: "In the exhibition match, I will mainly describe the match between the protagonist and Polk, and I will only fight Polk once~"

(End of this chapter)