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

Chapter 465: Fierce Battle, the Secret to Breaking Luck
"The match is best of three sets."

After both teams finished guessing who would serve, the referee looked in the direction of the American team and said, "First set, American player Obondo serves. Game over!"

Snapped!
Snapped!
Snapped!
The referee's voice fell.

Everyone's eyes fell on the tall black young man at the bottom line.

"Then let's get started!"

Holding the tennis ball in his hand, a sharp gleam flashed in Oubandu's eyes.

Bang!
Immediately.

Then he hit the tennis ball at an extremely fast speed.

"A straight ball?"

Tokugawa, who was responsible for receiving the serve, raised his eyebrows slightly.

Looking at the opponent's actions, it seemed that they were intentionally suppressing their backcourt position.

Snapped!
Immediately.

Then Tokugawa made a move and hit the tennis ball quickly towards Obondu's original position.

"Oh?"

The latter was slightly surprised. He did not expect that his opponent would react like this. But if he thought about it carefully, the guys on the Japanese team were probably not simple characters.

His height advantage was here, and his jumping ability was definitely known by the opponent's staff. It was actually quite normal for the opponent to respond in this way.

"pity."

However, looking at the tennis ball getting closer and closer to him, Obondu smiled and said, "This is doubles!"

Tap! !
next moment.

Then a blond figure flashed by, it was Balentin.

“This slice is indeed very fast, but for me, it is far from good enough!”

After the latter finished speaking, he gently pushed the racket out.

Snapped!
There was a crisp sound.

It was a textbook-like short ball.

However, Mao Li, the forward on the opposite side, also noticed this. He quickly stepped forward, thrust the front end of his racket forward, and hit the tennis ball back with a snap.

"It's such a close call."

Maori hit the tennis ball over and spoke with lingering fear.

"It's too early to be happy."

Balentin on the opposite side laughed.

Swish!
immediately.

Then he saw a black figure leaping up from above his head, with arms spread out like an eagle. It was none other than Ou Bangdu, who was nicknamed "Birdman".

"I accept this point without any courtesy!"

With a gleam in his eyes, Ou Bangdu decisively hit the smash. For him, this was just one of thousands of smashes. Both his experience and his skills had reached an extremely high level.

boom!
The sound of explosion spread.

With the naked eye, a streak of light could be seen shooting downwards, and the air seemed to be pushed to both sides. Before the tennis ball hit the ground, the dust on the ground had already been blown up by the airflow in front.

This is the power of Obondu's smash. He is able to maintain his third place in the US team entirely by relying on his own hard power.

Almost no one would think that the ball would be caught by the opponent.

boom!
But the next moment.

A racket that shouldn't have been there intercepted the tennis ball without any warning.

"what?!"

Seeing this, Obandu and Balentin's faces suddenly changed.

Snapped.

but.

Unexpectedly, the tennis ball hit the net head-on, bounced up and down a few times, and rolled to the feet of the orange-haired young man.

"15-0!"

"Oops"

After failing to intercept and smash, Mao Li scratched his head in distress, looking lost.

"This guy!"

However, Obandu and Balentin on the opposite side showed strong fear on their faces.

"What a quick response."

Balentin was very shocked. You know, that was the smash from Obondu, who was known as the Birdman.

"really."

Obondu also narrowed his eyes.

“Those who are able to play, even if they were unknown players in the Japanese team, are still very impressive people.”

Irie before and Maori now are both such characters. This made the two members of the American team no longer dare to be careless.

but.

In the next match, although Mao Li occasionally hit back the opponent's smash, the American team still had the upper hand in the overall score.

Bang!
More than two minutes into the game, Obondu hit another smash to end the first game.

"Game!"

"Team USA, 1-0, swap positions!"

"As expected of you, Dudu!"

"Too powerful, an absolutely invincible smash!"

"That's right, let's just take care of the opponent in one go!"

Off the field.

The fans of the American team shouted excitedly. The opponent was good, but the score was everything. Even if the opponent could really hit back Obondo's smash, it would be meaningless if they couldn't break the serve.

"call"

the other side.

In more than two minutes, Mao Li fought back the opponent's five smashes and showed a bit of fatigue on his face.

no way.

Although his reaction speed is very good, the opponent's smash is indeed very strong. He cannot hesitate for every ball and cannot be distracted.

Even so, he only held out against his opponent for two minutes.

"After all, the opponent is a top player from the US team. You can't do this recklessly."

As they swapped positions, Tokugawa shook his head.

"hey-hey."

Mao Li touched his head a little embarrassedly, and then said: "I also want to try and see how big the gap is between me and the top players."

Although he obtained representative status very early, he never got a chance to play during the expedition.

Maori was also very clear that a big reason for this was that he was not strong enough, so he did not give up his training during the expedition.

After returning to the U17 team, he experienced a reshuffle and strengthened his requirements for himself. This time, it was also Maori's first appearance on the world-class stage.

For him, this may very well be the last game.

therefore.

Maori didn't want to leave any regrets for himself.

"I can understand how you feel."

Tokugawa nodded slightly: "But reckless action will definitely not work. Pay attention to the timing of your opponent's moves. Only by grasping the opponent's habits and characteristics can you truly break the opponent's smash."

"Is this so"

Maori nodded, not quite understanding.

"What does that guy think he's talking about?"

The American team also had players who knew Japanese. After hearing the conversation between the two, someone frowned and said, "He doesn't think that Obondu's smash is so easy to hit back, does he?"

"what?"

When the others heard his words, they also reacted. Then, someone sneered and said, "Hit back Ou Bangdu's smash? If he really had this ability, he would have used it just now. Saying this now is just making excuses for his incompetence."

They have seen many people like Tokugawa.

But they are just people who can only talk big but actually have no ability at all.

but.

After all, only a minority of people have this idea.

More people, like Balentin who was in charge of receiving the serve, looked towards the baseline and saw Tokugawa holding out the tennis ball, full of vigilance.

"All right."

Balentin, who was ready for battle, narrowed his eyes and said, "Let me see your serve!"

"Second round."

"Tokugawa of the Japanese team serves, and the game ends!"

call!
As the referee finished speaking.

Tokugawa threw the tennis ball high up, then he bent his left hand holding the racket backwards, and his arm was able to reverse and become perpendicular to the ground.

Bang!
Suddenly.

He knocked the tennis ball out.

The colorful light was then activated, and the tennis ball kept flashing in different colors.

"This serve."

Balentin's expression changed slightly.

He instinctively felt that this serve was not simple, but when he tried to swing the racket, he realized that he had thought it was too simple.

Whoosh!
On the court, the racket swung by Balentin strangely missed the serve hit by Tokugawa.

"15-0!"

After the referee spoke, Balentin came back to his senses. He glanced at the tennis ball rolling gently behind him and narrowed his eyes subconsciously.

"The frequency of the tennis ball's rotation changes too quickly. It's impossible to detect its true form in such a short period of time."

Swish!
really.

On the second ball, Obondu also made a mistake.

"30-0!"

“The rotation of a tennis ball changes from the inside out.”

At this time, Reinhardt outside the field said: "Don't be confused by appearances, look for the reasons at a deeper level."

"A deep-seated change?"

Neither Obondu nor Balentin are stupid.

They immediately realized that the fundamental change in Tokugawa's serve was inside, not outside. So, when it came to the third ball, Balentin actually closed his eyes, waited for the tennis ball to bounce off the ground, swung his racket decisively, and hit the tennis ball back with a bang.

"Great!"

"As expected of Chico!"

"See through the opponent's serve. Next, let's take care of them like this!"

The fans of the American team were very excited.

Swish!
The next moment.

But Maori appeared without any warning, and then he hit the tennis ball diagonally to the corner without any hesitation.

Bang!
"40-0!"

Suddenly.

The fans of the American team, who were still cheering, suddenly became quiet.

"What a fast speed and reaction."

Reinhardt narrowed his eyes.

Mao Li's body shape, when he was a forward, could be said to completely block the front of the court. Tokugawa's serve was weird, and it was rare for Balentin to hit the tennis ball back.

In addition, he also has to consider the threat from Mao Li, which is still too difficult for him.

Bang!
really.

Even Obondu couldn't stop Maori's attack in front of the net.

"Game!"

"Japanese team, 1-1!"

Soon, the score between the two sides was tied.

When it was Balentin's turn to serve, he did not dare to be careless at all. Instead, he tried his best to cooperate with the fierce Obondu in smashing.

Because of their first-hand advantage, they played very aggressively. Two minutes later, the US team scored again and temporarily took the lead 2-1.

The fourth game.

The Japanese team was equally unwilling to give in and equalized the score once again.

Bang!
"Game!"

"Team USA, 3-2!"

Bang!
"Game!"

"Japanese team, 3-3!"

Bang!
"Game!"

"Team USA, 4-3!"

Bang!
"Game!"

"Japanese team, 4-4!"

The two sides chased each other and the score was never widened.

Looking at the players on both sides, after nearly half an hour of fierce fighting, their physical fitness has declined to varying degrees.

"Finally, we've reached this score."

However, unlike the nervous reactions of ordinary fans, the representatives of the American team showed meaningful smiles on their faces when they saw the score written on the scoreboard.

"really."

Even Reinhardt smiled knowingly.

Swish!
Then, his eyes fell on Balentin, who was playing as a striker on the court.

Bang!
boom!
Bang!
boom!
After the game starts.

Both sides showed a high level of tennis.

They fought for that slight advantage, but in the end, the American team still held on to their serve.

"Game!"

"Team USA, 5-4, swap positions!"

End of game.

The American team took the lead in the first set.

For them, as long as they win one more game, they will be able to win the first set. The goal of this game is halfway achieved.

and.

Most of the people's eyes were turned to Balentin.

"Well."

Sensing the change in the situation on the field, Qian frowned and said, "Is that Balentin hiding something?"

"Not sure, but there is one thing worth noting."

At this time, after looking through the information, Mitsuya said solemnly, "According to the known match information, Chico Balentin won every match with a score of 6-4."

"Six to four?"

Liu's squinting eyes suddenly opened.

"That means"

"Yes."

Mitsuya said in a deep voice: "If nothing unexpected happens, the other party will use some special talent."

Bang!
At this time.

Tokugawa hit the tennis ball over.

“It was a really good serve.”

Balentin, who was in charge of receiving the serve, suddenly opened his narrowed eyes: "But unfortunately, after using it so many times, it no longer has any effect on me."

Snapped!
The words fell.

He hit the tennis ball with seemingly great force.

However, surprisingly, the tennis ball hit the net directly and kept bouncing up and down.

"Appeared."

Seeing this, the eyes of the players of the American team all flashed: "It's the talent of [Lucky Chico]!"

Lucky?

Upon hearing this, many people's expressions changed immediately.

Although many people talk about good luck, it is meaningless to rely on luck alone in a competition of this level.

Snapped!
Snapped!
but.

A jaw-dropping situation occurred.

Balentin's next two goals were either blown back into the field by the headwind or simply hit the stones in the field, completely changing their trajectory.

"0-40!"

"As expected of you."

Seeing his partner score three points in a row, a smile appeared on Obondu's face.

This is the horror of Chico Balentin.

Because his luck seemed to have become some kind of rule. Especially after losing four games, the passive effect would be completely triggered.

"terribly sorry."

Balentin, who was playing as a forward, had a smug smile in his eyes after his opponent hit the ball back: "My tennis ball is so lucky."

Snapped!
Immediately.

He knocked the tennis ball out.

Snap!!!
Then, in front of everyone's shocked gazes, the tennis ball actually bounced on the net, giving people the feeling of walking on a tightrope.

"Do not."

Outside the court, Rikkai University's Marui shook his head: "This is even more unpredictable than my tightrope walking. Because, I'm afraid even the opponent can't predict the path of my next shot?!"

however.

He suddenly seemed to have seen something incredible, and his pupils contracted instinctively.

"tennis."

at the same time.

Countless pairs of eyes widened in disbelief when looking at the blocking net.

"Still?"

now.

The tennis ball hit by Balentin just stayed still under the blocking net without any point of force.

(End of this chapter)