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

Chapter 475 Doubles 1, Qingxue participates in the double wall

"France!"

"France!"

"France!"

The first battle was won.

The fans of the French team shouted slogans excitedly. Before the game, the Japanese team, which was said to be able to compete with France, was defeated by them.

"Well done."

In the rest area, Camus looked at the two people who left the field, nodded with a smile and said, "In this way, we have taken the initiative in the game."

"Ah."

Bart nodded: "The next two games will be the deciding factor."

The winning or losing of a game cannot really determine the outcome of the game. After all, the opponent is a super dark horse team that defeated the German team and the Swiss team, and even easily crushed the fifth-ranked United States team.

For them, they can never be careless at any time.

not to mention.

The two players sent by the Japanese team in doubles 2 were just two junior high school students. To some extent, they were just cannon fodder. For the French team, the real showdown had just begun.

"but."

When they turned around, Bart and Moro looked at each other and saw the emotion in each other's eyes.

Even though they were just cannon fodder, the strength shown by the two players on the Japanese team still surprised them.

Synchro increases ability resonance!
That is to say, their personal abilities were strong enough, and they used their hard power and physical strength to consume the opponent's physical strength. Otherwise, the outcome of the game just now would be unknown.

"Next, the doubles 1 match will begin."

At this time, the broadcast sounded: "The French team representatives Edgar Delacroix (senior 3) and Jonal St. George (junior 2) vs. the Japanese team representatives Tezuka Kunimitsu (junior 3) and Fuji Shusuke (junior 3)."

"Please prepare both players."

The words fell.

Everyone's eyes fell on the players on both sides. On the French team side, two figures, one tall and one short, walked out.

The person on the left has a tall figure, with upturned light blond hair and a streak of oil paint on the left corner of his eye, giving people a feeling of being ostentatious and oppressive.

The mushroom-headed boy on the right is wearing round-frame glasses and standing next to his partner very obediently. He looks a little confused. He is the French team's staff officer, George, who is only 13 years old.

"Speaking of which, Edgar."

George, who was originally smiling, looked at the two people who were about to go on stage, and raised his eyebrows slightly: "They seem to be junior high school students?"

"Ok?"

Delacroix looked at it carefully, and his eyes changed slightly.

The opponents seemed to be two junior high school students, but if he remembered correctly, the rules required three junior high school students to play. In the case of the Japanese team, there was no reason to let the junior high school students play after the third player was determined.

"What's the problem?"

Camus was also thinking.

The opponent's roster arrangement had exceeded his expectations. Or had the opponent already arranged all of its main players for the three singles matches?

"I think there's no need to worry about it."

At this time, Bart said: "No matter what arrangements the other party makes, as long as we can win the game, that's enough."

"Uh, indeed."

Morrow nodded.

Although I don't know what tricks the opponent is playing, since they put two junior high school students in doubles 1, it means they are giving them a chance. As long as they win this game, the possibility of the French team winning will reach more than %!

"Fuji (senpai)?"

"Tezuka (Buyer)?!"

Compared to the French team's thinking, the Japanese team, especially the people in the Seigaku camp, stood up instantly after seeing the two people on the field.

“Is this true?!”

In the stands.

Dashi's eyes widened.

"Even when I was in Qingxue, I've never seen such a lineup!"

"Yes!"

Kikumaru was also shocked.

But if you think about it carefully, it seems that only on the World Cup stage, where the strongest lineups in Japan are gathered, can you see Tezuka and Fuji team up.

Taocheng, Haitang and others were equally excited.

With Echizen leaving the team, Tezuka and Fuji can be said to be the two strongest players in Seigaku. For them, this match is a battle between Seigaku and the world's top players.

"Are these two people?"

In the Japanese team, the sturdy Duke raised his eyebrows slightly: "The way to win that person said, could it be..."

As if thinking of something, he turned his head and looked at Ishikawa not far away, with a look of surprise in his eyes. If it was really as he guessed, then this person's plan was too bold, wasn't it?

"You have to know that this is the French team, not a team like Australia that is ranked around 20th."

However, the person who led this matter was Ishikawa. Duke was extremely wary and in awe of this person. Because even Byodoin was no match for the man in front of him.

In this case, no matter what arrangements the other party makes, Duke believes that there must be a reason for it.

"Is that guy Edgar?"

Duke turned his gaze to the blond-haired young man who was walking into the court. "His tennis talent is not bad. If he can limit the guy with glasses, he has a great chance of winning. But that guy... Ugh!"

Thinking of the last point, Duke's eyes couldn't help but become solemn.

Because he suddenly realized that even though they were a group of junior high school students, the strength of the two people in front of him, especially the calm boy with glasses, should not be underestimated.

"Game start."

After a while.

The referee on the high chair cast his eyes towards the side of the court, at the young boy with long brown hair: "Japanese team Fuji serves, game over!"

Snapped!
Snapped!
Snapped!
The words fell.

Then Bu Er took out a tennis ball from his trouser pocket and started hitting it gently.

"Ah."

He lightly grabbed the tennis ball in his hand, and a smile appeared on his handsome face: "Well, let's start!" Swish!

Immediately, he spun the tennis ball and let it fall freely. When the tennis ball reached the right position, he quickly cut and hit it with the racket in his hand.

There was a crisp snap.

The tennis ball flew to the other side.

"This is."

"Cut serve?!"

"What a joke!"

The players of the French team all frowned.

Such a beginner's tennis serve was clearly a humiliation to them. You know, even a well-trained elementary school student would not use such a weak serve in a game.

"Have you made a move?"

But unlike the others, George, the boy who was in charge of receiving the serve, raised his eyebrows slightly: "The serve that disappears?"

As the French team's advisor, George did his homework after the game. Especially for the Japanese team, an opponent that even Camus was very concerned about, he did not dare to be careless at all.

therefore.

Before the game started, he had looked up a lot of information, including the game video of the brown-haired boy in front of him.

He remembered clearly that the opponent was a master in terms of technology. At one point, he even restrained the special skills of the two powerful players of the Swiss team, Federer and Pugu.

"This serve will flash rapidly after it hits the ground. When the frequency exceeds a certain level, it will create an illusion of disappearance."

The information about this skill emerged in George's mind.

Swish!
Immediately.

His eyes were fixed on the tennis ball that was about to fall to the ground. Sure enough, after the tennis ball hit the ground and bounced up, it began to flash left and right at a high frequency.

"coming!"

George perked up.

He had watched this ball repeatedly and thought he could crack it the first time he saw it in actual combat.

Whoosh!

but.

When the tennis ball really disappeared, the young French team's staff officer was stunned.

call!
After a while.

As a warm breeze blew, the tennis ball that had disappeared suddenly appeared behind him and rolled to his feet.

"15-0!"

"Well."

George looked a little unhappy.

He thought he could break his opponent's trick in an instant. But when he really got started, he found that the changes in the opponent's tennis ball were more than just a simple frequency flicker.

"In that instant it was as if tennis had completely disappeared."

George narrowed his eyes.

Recalling the serve just now, he still failed to catch the opportunity when the tennis ball changed beyond his expectations.

"Let me do it instead."

Delacroix seemed very confident.

He had already seen through his opponent's changing ball just now.

"It's nothing more than adding some special spin to make the tennis ball undergo special changes from the inside when it lands. If you can see through the key, you will definitely be able to see through it."

Snapped!
soon.

Fuji hit the serve again.

As before, the frequency of the tennis ball did not change much. But after it landed, just as Delacroix had imagined, a deep change extended from within the tennis ball.

Whoosh!
Whoosh whoosh! ! !
Then, the tennis ball flashed left and right at a high frequency and soon disappeared from people's sight.

“Nice idea, but a pity.”

Delacroix shook his body and swung the racket towards some empty space.

call!
But just then, a breeze blew.

"Ok?"

At this moment, Delacroix, who had already hit the ball with his racket, suddenly froze.

Swish!
next moment.

Under everyone's astonished gaze, the tennis ball actually emerged from his backhand direction.

"30-0!"

"how come."

Delacroix was dumbfounded.

His intuition, which was always accurate, was wrong. Moreover, he clearly observed the ripples in the air after the tennis ball flashed and disappeared.

"I definitely can't be mistaken, that was... eh?"

call!
at this time.

A breeze blew, interrupting Delacroix's thoughts. He raised his head suddenly and stared at the smiling brown-haired boy opposite him.

"Hiss, how on earth did this kid come up with this idea?!"

This moment.

The top player of the French team, who was known as the "Tennis Artist", looked at Bu Er with a suddenly uncertain look.

Even with his proud personality, he had to admit in his heart that the other party's idea was too shocking.

"interesting."

Think of this.

Delacroix narrowed his eyes and smiled: "I thought it would be a boring game, but I didn't expect that the Japanese team would have such a genius!"

(End of this chapter)