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Chapter 494: The World's Second-Rate Defeat (Part )
"You're kidding, right?!"

Everyone on the Swiss team had expressions as if they had seen a ghost.

That's Federer!
Even in this World Cup, he was one of the best power players. But he was defeated by a junior high school student?

"Ugh."

In the crowd, Pugu sighed.

Others didn't know clearly, but he saw it carefully. As the one who knew Federer best among all the people present, he knew that his opponent's loss was not unfair.

Power-based tennis, especially tennis that reaches the super-gravity dimension, is not only about power, but also about the use of momentum. The so-called momentum is composed of spiritual will.

however.

Federer hesitated and hesitated in the confrontation with the junior high school student. His inner vacillation became the fundamental reason for the collapse of his momentum.

The so-called light ball is the final explosion. If he really confronts the power head-on, Federer will never lose.

But it's a pity.

Tennis has never been about pure strength.

"A-Senior Albert!"

At the edge of the court, Henry ran up nervously to check on the opponent's condition.

"Hug, sorry."

Federer showed a bitter smile on his mature and steady face: "Henry, I'm afraid I can't continue playing."

Done.

He tried to raise his right wrist, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead. The excruciating pain made him grit his teeth.

"It's over."

This was the last thought left in Henry's mind.

Federer was crushed.

With his strength, it was impossible for him to block the attacks of the two opponents.

"referee!"

However, before he could apply, Amadeus, the captain, raised his hand first and said, "We forfeit this match!"

"Ugh"

As soon as these words came out.

A sigh was heard in the Swiss team's camp.

"Is this... the end?"

In the stands, representatives from various countries were all very surprised. Some even had shocked expressions on their faces.

"That's Albert Federer!"

"A super-powerful player was destroyed before the second set even started?!"

Among the crowd.

The power players were all in disbelief, including the German team's "Wild Bear's Son", Kevin Krause.

"it turns out."

The boy's face was full of shock.

"Kevin."

At this time, Bismarck next to him asked curiously: "With your current strength, can you stop this person's attack?"

"No."

Kevin Krause shook his head.

The defeat at the hands of Yuanshan actually stimulated his potential and awakened his original rationality. After recovering to normal, after a period of recuperation, his strength actually improved.

but.

Thinking of the man's light shot just now, he still couldn't help shaking his head.

"Even that ball that Albert Federer couldn't stop, how could I possibly do it?"

This statement basically means that he is no match for the other party.

"Well."

Hear the words.

Seyfried, Frankensteiner and others were all shocked.

Especially the former, who had broken through his limits, was not sure he could beat Klaus. But the other party admitted so straightforwardly that he was no match for the junior high school student from the Spanish team.

This suddenly made him feel strongly wary of the Spanish team.

"Akutsujin!"

At this time, General Polk said, "This name sounds like it."

"Ah."

The staff officer Qp beside him nodded heavily.

"Akutsu Jin was the former representative player of Japan U17. But for some reason, he withdrew from the selection midway and became the representative of the Spanish team together with Echizen Ryoma."

"This"

Upon hearing this, the eyes of the other German players, including Becker, flashed with shock.

Bismarck couldn't help but say, "Counting these two, the Japanese team's lineup of junior high school students is too exaggerated!"

"Let's talk."

At this time, Becker also asked: "I am more curious about why the other party left? Besides, as long as the Japanese coach's brain is not broken, he will not let the other party leave, right?"

"I don't know about that."

Qp shook his head. The inside story was probably only known by the person involved. But then he changed the subject: "However, I did learn a piece of news about Akutsu."

Hear the words.

Everyone on the German team looked at him.

Qp said meaningfully: "During the Japanese Junior High School League, this junior high school student named Akutsu Jin was the official representative of Hyotei Academy."

"ice King?"

"what is that?"

Seyfried and Frankensteiner looked at each other.

They didn't understand why Qp suddenly mentioned this junior high school.

"Hyotei Academy?"

Bismarck reacted quickly, with a flash of surprise in his eyes: "If I remember correctly, that person is among the contestants from this school."

"Shin Ishikawa!"

Becker continued his words with a serious expression.

Swish!
This statement came out.

The looks of the players on the German team all changed.

The name of a person, the shadow of a tree.

Ishikawa, who defeated a number of top players including Qp, has become a player comparable to Polk. Any information about the opponent, no matter how small, will be taken seriously.

"That guy's words are not surprising."

At this time, a tall, brown-haired boy with a star-shaped necklace around his neck spoke.

Berti Barisavich Polk.

The younger brother of German team captain Polk, and also one of the only professional doubles players in this World Cup.

Berti said with great emotion: "Perhaps, we should really be happy. Otherwise, facing the Japanese team with these two junior high school students, the situation may not be optimistic!"

In the past, the players of the champion German team would never say such words. But the Japanese team was different. They beat them strongly in the exhibition match.

Facts have proven that the Japanese team is indeed the strongest dark horse in this World Cup. Even the German team, which has won the World Cup for nine consecutive years and is going all out, is not sure of winning.

and.

Berti was right, the strength of the Japanese team was too exaggerated. In fact, in the eyes of many people, the current Japanese team, especially the junior high school students, can be divided into 2 or 3 top teams.

From this point of view, they are indeed lucky.

"anyway."

Bismarck looked at Federer who was carried away by medical staff on the court and said in a deep voice: "The Spanish team should have won this semi-final, right?"

After hearing this, everyone nodded in agreement.

After suffering two consecutive defeats, it is hard to say whether the Swiss team or even the German team can make a comeback.

“But it’s not impossible.”

Qp spoke, and as he spoke, his eyes fell on a tall young man who walked out of the Swiss team camp: "Kulalaga Tasta, his strength is not inferior to Amadeus!"

One team, two professions.

This is the biggest trump card of the Swiss team.

At the same time, it also gives them the confidence to turn the tide when facing desperate situations.

“I’m afraid things are not that optimistic.”

But at this time, General Polk seemed to have seen something and shook his head secretly.

"Next, the singles 2 match will begin."

At this moment.

The radio sounded again.

"Spain's representative, Ryuga Echizen (3rd grade), versus Switzerland's representative, Kuraraga Tasta (3rd grade)."

"Please prepare both players."

tread!
The words fell.

Then a calm and handsome young man walked out from the direction of the Spanish team. People with keen observation skills could even feel that this man was nearly 3% similar to the boy who played singles No. just now.

"Junior high school student?"

Seeing his opponent, Tasta's eyes flashed with a cold light: "That guy Medanore is a little too arrogant!"

Who do the Spanish team think they are?

The Japanese team?

But even if it is the Japanese team, they probably wouldn't dare to let junior high school students deal with them, right?

Think of this.

Tasta sneered in his heart.

"Although I don't know what you are up to, I am determined to win this match!"

As a professional player, not to mention that his opponent is an unknown junior high school student, even if it is Mars or Medanore, Tasta is not afraid at all.

In his opinion, when the other party announced the list of players, it meant that the game was over.

"Well."

but.

Unlike Tasta's confidence, Amadeus, the captain of the Swiss team, smelled something unusual in the rest area.

But he knew very well that Tasta had an arrogant personality. The relationship between the two had become strained because of the competition for the position of the commander. If he said anything more now, it would only make the relationship between the two worse.

not to mention.

This was just his hunch. With Tasta's strength, there would be almost no other outcome of this match except victory.

"That guy finally showed up!"

at the same time.

At the Japanese team's location, everyone's eyes became cautious after seeing Long Ya appear on the field.

That's right.

During the reshuffle, the opponent was indeed severely beaten by Ishikawa. But this does not mean that this Echizen Ryuga is not strong enough.

After all, even Byodoin died once during the fight with Ishikawa.

and.

In that duel, Long Ya had indeed shown professional-level strength. After so much time had passed, it was impossible for the opponent's strength to remain the same.

In short, the player from the Swiss team is probably in trouble!
Snapped!
Snapped!
Snapped!
soon.

After both sides guessed the serve, they retreated to the baseline. Tasta hit the tennis ball while observing his opponent.

"The match is a best-of-three-set match."

"In the first set, Swiss team's Tasta serves and the game ends."

After the referee on the high chair finished speaking, Tasta also grabbed the tennis ball in his hand. He stared at his opponent with a sharp gleam in his eyes: "I can finish the first set in 10 minutes!"

call!
Thoughts turned.

He threw the tennis ball high up, then stood on tiptoes, raised his upper body, and swung the racket vigorously. With a bang, he dunked the tennis ball.

Tap! !
Almost at the moment of hitting the ball, Tasta leaned forward, exerted force with both feet, and completed the process of reaching the net.

"coming!"

Upon seeing this, the masters from various countries were all shocked.

Kulalaja Tasta!
A player with professional-level strength, just like his teammate Amadeus is best at technology, Tasta has reached the professional level in the field of speed.

He has top-notch speed and the ability to play offensive tennis that translates into real results.

For him, once he starts attacking, his opponent will have to face a torrential rain of attacks.

Bang!
opposite.

Long Ya hit the tennis ball back.

Tasta approached the net, raised his racket without saying a word, and hit it to the corner. After forcing his opponent to move to one side, he continued to move towards the best attacking position without slowing down.

call!
When Longya caught up with the tennis ball and hit it back, Tasta, who had already entered the best attacking position, jumped up and hit a smash.

Boom!
The tennis ball landed violently.

Then it suddenly bounced up and flew past Long Ya.

"15-0!"

"6 seconds!"

In the audience, Mitsuya spoke with a slightly serious tone.

From serving to scoring, the Swiss player only took 6 seconds. Such a fierce attack really made people feel very depressed.

Bang!
soon.

Tasta serves again.

Just like before, he hit the ball hard and quickly went to the net. His speed and natural movements were so fast that even the top players from other teams couldn't help but nod their heads.

Germany, Polk nodded and said: "In terms of offensive power at the net, he is indeed not inferior to many professional players."

"Ah."

Qp also nodded heavily.

He had studied Tasta carefully and knew that his opponent's tennis was the kind that quickly got into rhythm. Moreover, his offensive was like a furnace burning more and more vigorously. Once the opponent finished warming up, it would be difficult to take the initiative of the game from him.

Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
really.

Then Tasta attacked frantically, beating the boy on the opposite side back step by step, and he had no power to fight back at all.

Bang!
"Game!"

"Switzerland, 1-0, swap positions!"

1 minutes 12 seconds.

Tasta successfully got the serve.

Such a fast scoring efficiency surprised others, but Tasta was very calm and composed, because this was just the beginning.

Now, he has only completed 50% of the real warm-up.

"Kid!"

With his eyes fixed on his opponent, Tasta's eyes flashed with a cold look: "You may have some ability, but unfortunately, you have missed the golden time to stop me."

Once Tasta truly completed his warm-up, his body functions were fully released. Even Amadeus could only be suppressed by him. Bang!
Second round.

Long Ya serves.

The first shot he made was the [Super Outward Spin Serve] that Echizen had used before, which was able to produce a large change in direction.

"Ah."

However, when seeing this ball, Tasta shook his head in disdain: "This kind of ball skill has no effect on me."

Bang!
The words fell.

He made a quick move and hit the tennis ball out before it could change.

Tap! !
Afterwards, Tasta went to the net again and launched a fierce attack like a storm, suppressing his opponent and scoring continuously.

Bang!
"0-15."

Bang!
"0-30."

Bang!
"0-40."

Bang!
"Game!"

"Switzerland, 2-0!"

2 minutes 34 seconds.

Tasta successfully won the second game.

His scoring efficiency was so fast that it was beyond the comprehension of others. If he continued playing at this speed, he might even finish the first set in 8 minutes.

"As expected of Tasta!"

"He is a professional player after all. Besides, the Swiss team was also very angry in the last two games."

"At this rate, the doubles 20 match will probably start in 1 minutes."

"Look, the Swiss team has indeed arranged for the players to go out for warm-up."

People with sharp eyes soon discovered that two figures on the Swiss team's side left to warm up.

The Spanish team, on the other hand, seemed to have not sensed the danger and did not make any arrangements.

"These guys, don't they think they can still win this game?"

Tasta sneered in his heart. He glanced at Long Ya, who looked indifferent, and the coldness in his eyes became even stronger: "In that case, I will let you feel the terror of a real professional player!"

Bang!
The third game begins.

Tasta launched another offensive.

At this time, he had already lifted 60% of his strength limit, trying to kill the Spanish team's unrealistic fantasy with a faster scoring efficiency.

"I got this point!"

Tasta leaped up, aimed at Longya's blind spot, and delivered a fierce smash.

"Ah."

however.

Just as he hit the smash, the dark green-haired boy opposite him raised a meaningful smile at the corner of his mouth.

Bang!
next moment.

A hint of pale yellow light suddenly appeared at the feet of Tasta without any warning.

"what?!"

Tasta, who hadn't landed yet, stared with eyes wide open in disbelief: "Impossible!!!"

This smash that he was sure to win was counterattacked by his opponent before he even had time to react?

rustle
but.

No matter how he denied it, the tennis ball rolling gently behind him was an indisputable fact.

"Come again!"

Tasta, filled with anger, hit the tennis ball again. This time, he directly adjusted the control of his strength to 80%.

Bang!
however.

What greeted him was still a return ball that was so fast that he had difficulty reacting.

"0-30!"

"hiss"

Looking at the clear mark of the landing point at Tasta's feet, the Swiss team players subconsciously took a breath of cold air.

"This guy!!!"

at this time.

Even if Tasta was stupid, he realized that the opponent was obviously hiding his strength. This was a strong enemy, a master who would not allow him to be careless.

Bang!
Thinking of this, Tasta served again.

This time, he further improved his speed and at the same time, he made his body enter the state more quickly with higher efficiency.

His goal was simple, which was to quickly warm himself up. After that, even if the opponent was a player of Amadeus' level, he would be suppressed by him.

Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
immediately.

The two launched a fierce attack.

Tasta's speed was getting faster and faster, and in the eyes of others, only an afterimage was left. Moreover, as the game continued, the traces of the afterimage became more and more blurred.

"What kind of speed is this?!"

The spectators outside the stadium were all shocked.

On the Japanese team side, Kaji, the fastest player, also showed a strong look of fear in his eyes.

In terms of pure speed, he was no match for the other party. But what made him feel even more pressured was Tasta's extremely fast attack speed.

The opponent's batting rhythm is very fast, which not only tests the movement speed and reaction speed, but also requires a very high level of mental and mental strength.

For most people, being able to maintain a super-fast attack for 30 seconds is considered an expert, but Tasta launched an attack for more than a minute in one go.

however.

What is even more surprising is that in the face of such a fierce attack from Tasta, the guy on the opposite side named Echizen Ryuga was not at all at a disadvantage.

"Hurry up!!!"

On one side of the court, Tasta kept speeding up his attack. He also felt the opponent's condition, but he did not panic because his warm-up was almost complete.

Once the warm-up is over, no matter how the opponent struggles, it will be meaningless.

Bang!
Another ball flew out.

It hit the inside of the baseline at an astonishing speed. Then, a figure wearing a Spanish jacket suddenly appeared in front of the landing point.

Whoa!

As his racket was raised, there was a bang, and Tasta's attack was counterattacked again.

"ended."

At this time, Tasta, who had completed the warm-up and fully activated his body functions, showed a confident smile on his face: "The meaningless confrontation ends here!"

Whoa!

Suddenly, he swung the racket, leaving a few blurry afterimages. The speed of this return was so fast that even Atobe, who was known for his sharp eyesight, could only vaguely see a trace of the afterimage.

“Is this professional-level strength?”

Everyone's heart sank.

Pure offensive tennis can reach such a terrifying level. The opponent is worthy of being the second best player in the Swiss team after Amadeus.

On the other hand, the Swiss team.

After seeing Tasta’s move, everyone relaxed.

"ended."

Ranbir said softly.

Once Tasta started playing his ultimate offensive tennis, there was no other possibility for the game.

Bang!
But the next moment.

A crisp sound of hitting a ball suddenly rang out.

"what?"

Everyone on the Swiss team, including Tasta himself, looked at his feet in disbelief. A brand new landing point appeared there without any warning.

"0-40!"

"This"

Tasta was stunned.

He just couldn't understand why his special move was so easily cracked by the opponent?
"Senior, your warm-up is complete, right?"

At this time, the boy opposite looked at him with a smile: "In that case, it's almost time to start the real showdown."

A real showdown?!
Everyone was stunned.

They looked at each other in disbelief, as if they were hallucinating.

"Arrogant guy!"

Tasta didn't expect that the other party would dare to humiliate him like this. From the beginning, he was waiting for this moment. When he finished warming up, he slapped him hard in the face.

"Okay, very good!"

He laughed angrily.

Then he tightened his grip on the racket and looked at his opponent fiercely: "I was originally planning to use this move in the finals. Since you want a real duel, then feel the horror of the professional level!"

hum!
The words fell.

With his body as the center, a silver-white light like moonlight was emanating. At the same time, Tasta's aura became even more unfathomable.

"This is."

Seeing this, Mitsuya's eyes fixed and he said in a deep voice: "Super-fast tennis dimension?!"

"I didn't expect that he actually had such a hidden trick."

Representatives from other countries also looked at Tasta with more fear.

The so-called profession is to develop the player's ability to the extreme, and after breaking through his own limits, realize the higher level of ability.

The ultra-fast tennis dimension is one of the thresholds to enter the professional level.

Obviously.

Tasta had already stepped into it.

The super-speed dimension he displayed was stronger than that of Ochi, and the strength of his aura even surpassed that of Federer and Pugu, who had mastered the super-gravity dimension.

"Alright!"

Tasta held the tennis ball in his hand, raised the racket and prepared to serve.

Swish!
But in the eyes of others, he just moved his shoulders and no other movements were seen.

however.

The tennis ball disappeared.

"what?!"

All the masters, even Yue Zhi's pupils contracted.

fast!
too fast!
Tasta, who entered the super-speed dimension, served a ball that was no less powerful than his Mach?!
As if sensing the emotional reactions of others, Tasta showed a confident smile on his face.

Bang!
But that's it.

An untimely sound of a ball hitting the target suddenly rang out.

"Ok?"

Tasta's expression changed slightly. He looked carefully, but saw only a pale yellow light spot flying towards him.

"You actually fought back?"

His heart sank, but his hands did not slow down. After moving towards the point where the tennis ball landed, Tasta swung his racket and hit the tennis ball again.

Long Ya also caught up, and at the moment of hitting the ball, he could clearly feel the white light splashing out from his body.

"That is... the light of reserve?!"

Polk, Amadeus and others all noticed the special changes in Long Ya.

"Well, is he using his reserved light to the best possible extent without reservation?"

Qp fell into deep thought.

The young man in front of him was the player who had the deepest understanding of the light of reserve and the best application of it that he had ever seen.

"But, with just this, he might not be able to resist Tasta's attack, right?"

after all.

As the offensive rhythm of the ultra-high-speed dimension increases, it may be difficult for the opponent to catch up with the tennis ball in the end.

Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
but.

As time went by, no one saw the scene of Long Ya being suppressed by Tasta.

in contrast.

They also had a very strange feeling that the pace of the game between the two seemed to be slowing down.

"In the end what happened?"

Lambiel, Henry and others all showed confusion in their eyes.

“Kulalaga has slowed down.”

Amadeus said solemnly: "His body seems to be restrained by something. The momentum of the super-speed dimension is also constantly weakening."

“Damn it.”

on the field.

I don't know when it started, but Tasta's face was already covered with sweat. He was moving towards the tennis ball, but with every step he took, an indescribable feeling of fatigue spread throughout his body.

"What on earth is going on?"

There was a barely noticeable tremor in Tasta's hand holding the racket.

He panicked when he felt that the strength in his body seemed to be disappearing in some form.

Gradually.

He made more unnecessary movements, and his face was full of effort when he swung the racket. He also sweated more and more alarmingly.

Pfft!
finally.

The game entered the 9th minute and 56 seconds.

The top player of the Swiss team seemed to have all his strength drained away and fell to the ground helplessly.

"Hoo hoo hoo ha."

Tasta was gasping for breath, and there was no trace of blood on his pale face.

"Is this the end?"

opposite.

Long Ya showed a regretful expression on her face.

But then, he looked at Tasta with a playful look and said with a smile: "However, I still have to thank you, Senior, for allowing me to obtain very good abilities."

hum!
The words fell.

With his body as the center, a silvery-white light like moonlight was suddenly emitted.

"Could it be that?"

After hearing the other person's words and seeing the familiar change in the other person's aura, Tasta seemed to have thought of something, and his pupils suddenly contracted.

pat.

Then, the racket fell from his shaking hands. Tasta raised his head and looked at his opponent in great horror.

now.

That handsome young man with a smile on his face looked like a devil.

(End of this chapter)