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Chapter 325 Singles 1, Ishikawa vs. Sharma (1 update)
"Preliminary judgment is that it is an excessive state of dizziness caused by mental factors."

After a while.

Mitsuya, who returned from the infirmary, said to Ishikawa and everyone: "There is no other impact on the body, but it still needs some rest."

"I see."

Ishikawa nodded.

The expressions of others became solemn.

"Psychological impact?"

Kimijima gently touched his chin and said thoughtfully: "Do those few syllables have such terrifying power?"

"In India, religion has a very high status."

Next to him, Mitsuya explained: "The ancient Hindu sect has been passed down for thousands of years. It can still occupy such a position over such a long period of time. You can imagine how terrifying it is."

The two of them reached the second stage of synchronization, which was extremely powerful.

"I see."

It was different from the slightly solemn atmosphere of the Japanese team.

Under the watchful eyes of the audience, the two men appeared on the stage from the left and right sides, and finally met in front of the net.

At this time, the two of them seemed extremely humble.

"Team India"

"but."

The tall Bart shook his head, then turned to look at the black-haired young man next to him, and said with a respectful expression: "The general taught me well, and there are no moves taught by him. Whether you can win this game or not is still up for grabs. "

The words fell.

Everyone was extremely excited, because the next person to appear was the strongest player on their team. Bart and Johan have very strong mental abilities, right? But compared to Sharma who is about to appear, the two of them only scratch the surface!

But it is a pity that under the influence of spiritual power, the two of them were unable to perform the same tune at all.

At this time.

"His words should not be affected!"

Wyas, who was leaning on the bench, raised his head, looked at his proud disciple, and said solemnly: "Calm down, deal with it in your usual state, and don't let messy thoughts interfere with your judgment! "

"Yes."

After the Indian team won a victory, everyone was in a good mood. After all, the Mutsu brothers, who were placed in the doubles 1 position, are very strong in doubles.

Hear the words.

He turned his head and looked sharply at the black-haired boy opposite who stood up from the coach's position.

Some people looked at the two players who were leaving. Normally, given their personalities, they would probably be bragging about themselves.

"The representative of the Indian team is Tarun Sharma (senior grade 3), and the representative of the Japanese team against Japan is Ishikawa Shin (junior grade 1)."

Turning his head, he looked at the young man who stood up from the coach's position, and the worry in his eyes disappeared in an instant.

"Now, the singles 1 match is about to begin."

but.

Yuezhi raised his head, glanced at the middle-aged coach with a bloated figure and a calm face, and his heart sank slightly.

But even so, he still suffered a loss from his opponent.

"It has nothing to do with us."

"Please prepare both players!"

Although the Mutsu brothers' mental power is not at the top level, it has reached the level of 5 points. According to this standard, even on the World Cup stage, it is completely able to gain a foothold.

"Victory belongs to India!"

"hey-hey!"

The surrounding Japanese team representatives also nodded.

George Han also nodded and said: "The person who deserves the greatest credit for winning this game is General Sharma!"

This team is stronger than he imagined. That kind of mysterious syllable symbol seems to be hidden in the fog. If you don't understand its essence, I'm afraid you can't be careless in the next game.

"As expected of a general!"

"I should have known about this situation in advance and made such an arrangement. The commander's ability to predict the situation is simply terrifying!"

immediately.

Sharma nodded.

"Talon!"

“Bart and Johan are awesome!”

"That's right!"

"One draw, two losses and one win. The next game will become one draw, two losses and two wins!"

"Shin Ishikawa!"

Sharma opened his mouth and said in English with a slight Indian accent: "I watched your game against South Korean team Lee Seung-bo, and I have to admit that you are indeed very strong."

"but."

When the conversation changed, Sharma said in a deep voice: "My tennis and his are completely different. In this match, you will see the horror of truly spirited tennis!"

Done.

He looked at his opponent with sharp eyes.

A tyrannical mental power was released, and a terrible sense of mental oppression completely affected Ishikawa.

however.

There was no trace of panic on the face of the young man in front of him.

"Forehead?"

Sharma was a little stunned.

He originally wanted to give the other party a show of strength, but at the same time, he also planted the seeds of fear in his heart. But the other party's reaction was so calm, as if he was not affected at all.

"No!"

"impossible!"

Sharma immediately made a judgment in his mind that the person in front of him could not be unaffected. It is more likely that the other person is doing a good job on the surface and hiding his inner fear.

"Yes, that must be the case."

Sharma, who has absolute confidence in his own mental power, thought so.

Swish!
But that's it.

Ishikawa looked at him with deep meaning.

"Um?!"

When Sharma met the other party's gaze, before his brain could understand the meaning, his body seemed to sense some kind of danger, and he instinctively took half a step back.

"This"

See this.

The spectators around the stadium and the players of the Indian team all looked at their captain with strange eyes.

"Humph!"

Feeling the strange looks coming from around him, Sharma's mood suddenly turned bad. He snorted coldly, turned around and retreated towards the bottom line.

At the same time, he said coldly: "The right to serve is left to you. I want to see how long you can hold on in my hands!"

"Talon."

On the bench.

Wyas's face darkened. He knew that his disciple had an extremely arrogant character. As the pride of the Indian team, he despised all other players from the bottom of his heart.

This character is very bad.

But Wyas must admit that it was this character that allowed the other party to realize the terrifying power from the ancient scriptures.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but shake his head and said: "Yes, gods and mortals are different after all."

At his peak, Wyas also believed that the human body's power was developed to its limit and could ignore all other abilities. Even the so-called gods cannot suppress themselves.

result.

However, he suffered a disastrous defeat in that competition. The body that he had always regarded as his source of strength was completely destroyed.

Frustrated, Wyas chose to retire.

After that, it took him two years to get out of the shadow of failure and chose to accept the official invitation to serve as the coach of India's U17 team.

What allowed him to emerge from failure was the ancient and mysterious teachings and scriptures. In those mysterious symbols, he felt a power as vast as the Ganges.

that moment.

Wyas then understood the truth that humans and gods are completely different. If you want to be the strongest being on the court, you must move closer to the image of God.

then. He began to look for suitable targets for training, but the results were not very satisfactory. Although the strength of those players has made rapid progress, they are still far behind Wias's expectations.

Until he met Sharma.

This young man with an arrogant personality and extremely self-confidence has a better understanding of scriptures and spiritual development than any other player in the past.

perhaps.

Tarun Sharma is still some way off from the top high school players in the world today.

But Wyas believes that his disciple's upper limit is definitely higher than most of the big4 players. In the future, we may even be able to reach the position that countless players dream of!
"Talon."

After turning his thoughts around, Wyas looked at the court again, his eyes fixed on the tall young man with a calm face at the bottom line: "As long as you have confidence, you will be the strongest!"

"The game begins, best of three sets."

On the high chair, the referee looked at the two players below, nodded and said: "In the first set, Japanese team Ishikawa serves, the game is over!"

Snapped!
Snapped!
Snapped!
The words fell.

Then Ishikawa took out a tennis ball and started to beat it gently. His movements were gentle and slow, with no strong or obvious attacking posture.

call!
Subsequently.

Ishikawa throws the tennis ball up.

He stood on tiptoes, raised his upper body, and then smashed the racket over.

Bang!
There was a crisp sound.

The tennis ball flew out at an astonishing speed.

"So fast!"

Seeing this serve, many players from the Indian team changed their expressions. The initial contempt suddenly turned into fear.

“The ball speed is good.”

At this time, Sharma had moved near the landing point of the tennis ball. He raised his head and smiled faintly: "Unfortunately, simply being fast is meaningless."

Done.

He raised his racket to fight back.

Snapped!
Unexpectedly, the tennis ball that landed on the ground changed its ejection direction without any warning. Sharma, who had already swung the racket, stopped stiffly.

"15-0!"

The referee spoke.

The surrounding spectators and Indian team players widened their eyes and started talking.

"is that a lie?"

"General Sharma didn't even touch the tennis ball?"

"This serve is not simple. Not only is the ball fast, but the angle it bounces off after landing is also very exaggerated."

"That's right. If it were anyone else, I'm afraid they wouldn't be able to react in such a short period of time."

"The opponent is not an ordinary person. It is unreasonable to lead so many high school students in an expedition competition without extraordinary strength."

The players of the Indian team were talking to each other. In their view, the shot just now was not Sharma's fault, but the opponent's rotation inside the tennis ball, which was too well hidden.

"very good!!"

And this time.

Sharma put away his racket, glanced at his opponent coldly, and then walked towards the receiving position on the other side.

He really underestimated his opponent.

The opponent's seemingly straight serve contains intense rotation changes inside. This kind of deep tennis technology can only be cracked if you must work hard and strengthen your insight.

but.

Sharma happens to be a master at this.

"bring it on."

After assuming a receiving posture, he looked up at his opponent: "Try the serve you just made again!"

Bang!
soon.

Ishikawa knocked the tennis ball out with simple movements.

As before, tennis is incredibly fast. Audiences who have no foundation cannot see the trajectory of tennis clearly at all. Even many players of the Indian team can only see a trace of it if they try hard to observe.

"A straight serve again?"

The stronger Luoha, Jilan and others frowned slightly.

Their insight is not weak, but no matter how they look, they can't feel the slightest sign of spin on the tennis ball.

but.

Everyone then looked at Sharma.

They all knew that their general's mental power had reached a very terrifying level. His insight is extremely sharp.

"Well"

however.

At this time, Sharma's expression was a little unnatural.

Because like everyone else, he didn't see even a trace of extra spin change from this serve.

Whether it's spin, ball speed or angle, it's just an ordinary straight serve. The only difference is that the speed is slightly faster.

but.

Such speed is nothing to Sharma.

Is this really the case?

Sharma clearly remembers the sudden change of direction of the ball just now. This serve, which seems to be no different from a straight serve, is really that simple?
Sharma did not dare to be careless.

"and many more!!"

But suddenly, he seemed to have thought of something, and a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes: "This is a straight ball, yes, that's it!"

Sharma's reaction was very quick.

He immediately thought that the other party was most likely trying to fight against him. Use the influence of the previous serve to mislead him into making wrong judgments.

"It's a good plan, but it's a pity that I've seen through it!"

It all seemed like a long time, but it just went through Sharma's mind in a blink of an eye.

Thoughts turned.

He immediately raised his racket, preparing to deal with the straight serve that bounced off the ground.

Snapped!
But the next moment, a sudden change occurred.

The tennis ball changed its angle again, and ejected irregularly in the opposite direction to his swing position.

"0-30!"

The referee spoke and announced the score.

then.

In the eyes of the Indian fans around the stadium, a very exaggerated scene appeared. My own player was very clumsy and failed to keep up with the changes in tennis twice in a row.

For a while.

Many people even thought about whether the opponent was match-fixing.

"Well."

Off the field.

The faces of the Indian team players suddenly became solemn.

Once was a coincidence.

It's not that simple twice.

"This man's skills."

On the court, Sharma was extremely solemn. In his impression, only the top players who are famous for their skills in the professional circle can achieve this level, right?

"Could it be said that he has reached that level, which one?!"

but.

Just when he thought the opponent had reached a truly professional level, he saw a small pile of clear-cut stone chips in the direction of where the tennis ball landed.

These gravel fragments seemed to have been crushed into this shape after being impacted by some powerful force.

Swish!
Suddenly.

As if he thought of something, his pupils shrank quietly. Then he raised his head and looked at his opponent with deep eyes.

"Has this guy clearly observed all the details of the stadium environment in advance?"

(End of this chapter)