I'm in NetKing, and I have a tennis mini-game

Chapter 403: Atobe shows off his power, shocking the audience
soon.

The players from both sides entered a specific rest area.

The lights focused on the host in a suit, and he introduced loudly:

"There are three warm-up matches in total."

"The rules require each team to send a high school student and a junior high school student to compete in a doubles match."

"Now, let's start the first match."

"The German team is represented by Michael Bismarck (3rd year of high school) and Elmer Seyfried (3rd year of junior high school), while the Japanese team is represented by Ochi Gekko (3rd year of high school) and Atobe Keigo (3rd year of junior high school)."

"Please prepare both players."

"It's Minister Atobe!"

When they heard the host's voice and the names that appeared on the electronic display board on the north stand, Riyoshi and Feng couldn't help but get excited.

"And Ochi-senpai."

Xiangri was also very excited: "I didn't expect that it would be a combination of the two Hyotei ministers at the beginning!"

Ochi and Atobe.

The two can be said to be the epitome of Hyotei tennis in two different eras, each representing a different path in tennis. No one expected that the match would be a duel between these two at the beginning.

"Germany!"

"Germany!"

"Germany!"

but.

Compared with the discussion on the Japanese team, the audience's cheers for the German team were undoubtedly quite strong.

Some fanatical fans even rolled up their sleeves, stood on their seats in the stands, and waved the German team's flag vigorously.

"Bismarck!"

"Seyfried!"

"come on!!!"

"Ooooooooo!!!"

The cheers from the audience echoed in the stadium like a tsunami. Compared with such momentum, the national competition experienced by junior high school students was completely different.

"Is this the World Championship?"

Momoshiro, Kirihara and the others were all shocked.

They put themselves into the roles of the game, imagining what they were about to face, with such momentum, their bodies couldn't stop shaking.

"Yes."

Dashi also said with emotion: "I'm afraid that ordinary players can't bear the pressure of the competition."

Faced with this kind of situation, if one's mentality is a little fragile, the whole person will probably collapse in an instant if they encounter a slight setback.

"but."

At this time, Yagyu from Rikkai University said, "At least in terms of mentality, there is no problem with these two people."

Hear the words.

Everyone nodded.

Although the combination sent by the Japanese team is not the strongest, it is reassuring enough.

at the same time.

In front of the net.

The players who did not speak the same language did not communicate much. After the players chose the front and back sides, the referee tossed the coin and the German team got the priority to choose.

"Elmer."

Bismarck saw this and turned to look at the boy next to him: "It's up to you to choose."

"me?"

Seyfried raised his eyebrows slightly, and after taking a quick look at the handsome and calm boy opposite him, he said, "I think the venue here is good, what about you, senior?"

"Then it's up to you."

Bismarck smiled and said in English: "We will choose the venue over here."

"Ok."

The referee nodded upon hearing this.

Then he looked at Ochi and Atobe and said, "Next, it's up to you two to decide who will serve first."

"Serve first?"

Ochi raised his eyebrows slightly, nodded to Atobe beside him and said: "In that case, you go first."

"Ah."

Atobe did not refuse.

Subsequently.

Both sides entered their respective positions.

"The game begins, and one set determines the outcome."

Sitting on the high chair, the referee's eyes fell on the Japanese team: "Japan's Atobe serves, game over!"

Snapped!
Snapped!
Snapped!
After getting the serve, Ebe tapped the tennis ball gently. He was not in a hurry to make a move, but was carefully observing his opponent.

Just now, he heard the conversation between the two people across from him. Ochi did not understand German, but Atobe, as the heir to a large consortium, was proficient in many languages ​​and understood the conversation between the two.

Simultaneously.

He was also keenly aware of the arrogance displayed by the junior high school student named Seyfried across from him.

"Q·P."

At this time, on the German team's side, the captain Polk looked at the young man next to him and said, "Is Elmer okay?"

"There should be no problem."

Q.P nodded slightly and said, "He was doing closed training all day yesterday. As expected, he has already walked out of the shadow of the beach tennis court."

"That's good."

Polk nodded.

Judging from Seyfried's condition, he has indeed returned to normal. He has returned to that arrogant demeanor. Although Polk doesn't like it, it at least proves that his players have achieved some growth.

"I hope you won't let us all down."

Polk said secretly in his heart.

Q.P. Another tall young man smiled and said, "Elmer has potential. With the lesson he learned the day before yesterday, he should be able to perform well in this game."

Rudolf Becker.

17 is old.

The third-ranked player on the German team, second only to Polk and Q.P. In terms of skills, even Polk is a little inferior, and he is the only player on the German team who can catch up with Amadeus, the main player of the Swiss team.

"Ah."

Hearing the other party's words, Q.P nodded and said, "What the situation is will depend on this game."

"bring it on."

on the field.

Seyfried locked his eyes on his opponent. "You must be angry, right? Then come at me!"

It turned out that he was deliberately acting arrogant and gave the serve to the opponent in order to irritate him.

The failure of the day before yesterday.

Seyfried realized that there were many experts among the junior high school students. So he became low-key in his heart, but deliberately high-profile in his performance, just to catch his opponent off guard.

at this time.

He was ready.

When the opponent's serve comes, he will use a thunderous attack to completely defeat the opponent.

call!
At this time.

The Atobe on the opposite side moved.

He threw the tennis ball into the air, and under the gaze of everyone, his body kept leaning back until it was parallel to the ground.

Swish!
Swish swish! ! !
In Atobe's eyes, the tennis ball in the air kept flashing with colorful changes.

Suddenly.

A sharp light flashed in his eyes, and the racket in his hand, which was perpendicular to the opposite side, bounced upward as his body bounced, and quickly hit the tennis ball in mid-air.

"Don Wise. Serve!"

Bang!
There was a crisp sound.

Atobe hit the tennis ball away.

Whoosh!
Whizzing! !
The tennis ball was flying at high speed, flickering in the air.

"Oh?"

This made Seyfried on the other side slightly shocked: "There is such a change. As expected, none of those who can enter the World Cup are simple people."

"pity."

"Your actions were already within my expectations."

"Although this serve was very fast, I have completely seen through the trajectory of the tennis ball!"

Swish!
The thought turned to Seyfried, who also moved.

He is the second-ranked player of the German team, and his ability is also very outstanding. He started instantly without any intention and accurately captured the moment when the tennis ball landed.

"Humph."

"Your serve may be fast, but it's still far from it for me!"

Chi Chi
But next second.

His movements froze, and he watched the tennis ball slide out from under the racket, and he himself almost lost his balance and fell to the ground because he missed the racket.

"How can it be?!"

After finally maintaining his balance, Seyfried turned his head sharply, staring at the light trail left by the tennis ball behind him.

"15-0!"

The referee on the high chair spoke.

The spectators in the stands were all stunned, staring in amazement at the calm-looking purple-gray-haired boy on the side of the court.

"What kind of serve is this?"

"Wait, the rules of this game aren't for high school students and middle school students to team up?"

"Could it be that the tall one is the junior high school student?!"

Because the serve of Atobe was so exaggerated, many viewers even mistook Ochi for a junior high school student. Although this is ridiculous, it seems more reasonable than a junior high school student hitting such an amazing serve.

“What a great serve.”

On the court, Bismarck narrowed his eyes and analyzed secretly: "Use super-strong rotation to apply to the inside of the tennis ball. The moment it hits the ground, the internal state changes violently, resulting in irregular bounces."

"This kid is no ordinary character!"

After the analysis, Bismarck looked at Atobe with a little more caution.

Subsequently.

The game continues.

It was still Atobe's serve, and he hit the [Tannhaiser serve] again. After the tennis ball landed, it slid out under Bismarck's gaze.

"30-0!"

"Oh my God!"

"Even that Bismarck couldn't touch the tennis ball?"

"Isn't this junior high school student on the Japanese team too strong?"

For a while.

The audience around looked at Atobe with shock.

Forget about Seyfried, but Bismarck is a top five high school student on the German team.

"Don Wise. Serve!"

Chi Chi
The third ball.

Atobe once again hit a consistent high-spin serve, and after the tennis ball landed, it slid out with the front end of his racket pressed as low as possible in front of Seyfried's shocked gaze.

"40-0!"

"hiss"

When Tobe scored three points in a row, many people subconsciously took a breath.

"This junior high school student is indeed not simple."

On the German team side, Polk nodded and said, "His mastery of skills is not inferior to many high school students."

"Ah."

Q.P also nodded and said, "Moreover, he has a perfect grasp of the actual situation. Even Senior Bismarck failed to seize the opportunity in the first place."

With this serve.

Atobe can defeat most junior high school students.

"but."

After a pause, Q.P shook his head and said, "With Senior Bismarck's ability, he will definitely not let the opponent score a second time."

Bang!
really.

When Atobe served his 4th ball.

Bismarck keenly caught the fleeting opportunity to hit back, and with a flick of the racket against the ground, he hit the tennis ball over.

"Fight back!"

Seeing this, the fans around the stands couldn't help but cheer up.

"I knew it, how could the German players not even be able to touch the serve?"

"That's Bismarck, a man of both talent and grace. There's nothing he can't crack."

"Since we've figured out the serve, let's teach the Japanese team a lesson!"

Everyone was very excited.

Many people even waved their tattooed arms and shouted for Bismarck to teach his opponents a lesson.

"Well done!"

the other side.

When Tezuka saw his opponent hit the tennis ball back, he cheered up and hit back at the right time.

Whoosh!
The tennis ball flies back.

At a relatively narrow angle, it passed through Seyfried's backhand side, and then accurately hit the baseline.

Tap! !
But at this moment, Bismarck came up to take his place.

"Nice comeback."

The German team's top player nodded secretly, and after seeing the right point, he raised his racket and hit his opponent back with an equally strong spin ball.

Whoosh!
The tennis ball flew quickly to the other side.

However, Tezuka's figure appeared half a step ahead of the landing point.

"So fast!"

Some people were startled and had no idea when the other person appeared at that location.

Bang!
Subsequently.

Atobe attacked again, passing through Severide's weak spot.

"Damn it!"

Feeling the whirlwind of the tennis ball flying past his face, Seyfried's face turned grim.

He felt humiliated by his opponent.

but.

There was nothing he could do about it.

Because the opponent's target was not him at all, but was trying to bypass Bismarck's observation and break through the defense to score. This made Seyfried himself feel deeply powerless.

Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
on the field.

Atobe and Bismarck engage in a fierce confrontation.

"Liar, liar, right?"

"That junior high school student actually fought Bismarck on equal terms?"

"His reaction is so fast. With the pace of this game, is he really a junior high school student?"

boom!
boom!
boom!
Bismarck also felt the junior high school student's excellent reaction and insight. If it were an ordinary character, he would have been overwhelmed by his attack.

"No wonder he was assigned to the first battle."

Bismarck looked at Jibe deeply, with a gleam of brilliance in his eyes: "In that case, then get ready and follow my footsteps!"

boom!
Suddenly.

Bismarck suddenly increased the speed of his hitting.

The tennis ball flying in the air even caused some ripples.

boom!
The tennis ball hasn't hit the ground yet.

The strong pressure of the ball caused the dust in front of Atobe to fly up. Even Seyfried showed a look of astonishment on his face, because this undoubtedly marked that the game was about to enter the next stage.

"almost."

however.

In response to the opponent's sudden attack, a faint smile appeared on Atobe's face: "Elite of the German team, your weakness has been exposed!"

boom!
Suddenly.

He swung suddenly.

Hit the tennis ball out in the dust.

Whoosh!
The tennis ball turned into a streak of light and quickly passed through the court. However, unlike what everyone imagined, this was Atobe's response to Bismarck. The tennis ball actually flew straight towards Seyfried in front of him.

"what?!"

Seeing the tennis ball suddenly appear in front of him, Seyfried was obviously startled.

Snapped!
Immediately.

The tennis ball hit the handle of his racket accurately, and the pain caused by the violent vibration made the No. 2 of the German team subconsciously let go of the racket.

Swish!
at the same time.

Across the court, a tall figure leaped up with a racket held high. The corner of his mouth curled up slightly, and he smashed the racket down very gracefully.

"Immerse yourself in my master's skills!"

boom!
The words fell.

The powerful smash crashed to the ground, and under Seyfried's shocked gaze, it used him as a breakthrough point and ricocheted off his side.

"Game!"

"Japanese team, 1-0, exchange positions!"

The referee's voice fell.

Atobe also stood firmly on the ground.

In the stands around the stadium, everyone looked at him with shock in their eyes!
(End of this chapter)