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Chapter 496: Fierce Battle, Ghost vs. Qp
So, is this a semi-final at the final level?

Right at the beginning, it was a showdown between these two!
Oni Jujiro!

Qp!

The two were both top players in their respective teams. Logically, this matchup should have taken place in singles 2. However, the two sides had a tacit understanding and arranged the two in singles 3.

This approach of starting with a powerful move undoubtedly ignited the atmosphere at the scene.

"It's worthy of being a semi-final of the final standard."

In the Greek team, Zeus' eyes flashed with a gleam of brilliance: "In the German team, apart from Polk, perhaps only this Qp can fight against the ghost!"

In the group stage, he fought a match with a ghost.

Although it was a one-game match, Zeus played with all his strength. However, he still lost to the opponent, which made the Greek team lose the possibility of advancing.

That game was also a battle to prove the ghost.

Let the world know that there are players with professional-level strength like him in the Japanese team.

but.

Zeus knew very well that in the duel between the two, the ghost did not use his true strength. With his omniscience, he could sense the extremely terrifying aura hidden by the other party.

"It's really a tit-for-tat confrontation!"

Hermes nodded heavily.

His own strength was also very strong, enough to be ranked in the upper middle level among high school students. However, he was defeated by the junior high school students of the Japanese team, which made him realize that the strength of this team was stronger than everyone imagined.

Obviously.

The first match in front of us is more terrifying than the match between Spain and Switzerland in the morning.

tread!
tread!
The edge of the court.

The tall and burly Ghost with fiery red hair and the tall and slender blond Qp walked into the court at the same time.

"Hello there!"

Go forward.

The two held each other's hands and nodded to each other.

When their eyes met, they nodded secretly in their hearts, knowing that the person in front of them was not an ordinary person, but a powerful player.

"It's a pleasure to compete with you, Your Excellency."

The disastrous defeat in the match with Ishikawa seemed to have worn away Qp's pride, making his speech less arrogant and more human.

"Me too."

The ghost nodded and said, "If I'm not mistaken, after that game, you should have found the real entrance to the ultimate realm, right?"

ultimate?!
The word ghost caught Qp's attention.

He looked at his opponent again, but found that he couldn't see through him.

"It seems that you are stronger than I guessed."

Qp nodded slightly and said, "Then let me see how strong you are after defeating that Zeus!"

The conversation between the two made the atmosphere tense.

The surroundings gradually quieted down, and under the gaze of the crowd, the two players who had completed the guessing of the serve right retreated to their respective positions beyond the baseline.

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

Sitting on the high chair, the referee looked at the two players separately, and finally his eyes fell on Gui: "First set, Japan's Gui serves, the game ends!
The words fell.

The audience's eyes were all on the ghost.

"Then let's get started!"

The ghost's eyes focused, he threw the tennis ball up, raised the racket and hit it hard.

boom!
A strong sound of hitting the ball was heard.

A tennis ball, like a cannonball, flew across the court quickly and landed at an astonishing speed. The strong pressure of the ball instantly swept up all the dust on the ground.

In an instant.

Qp's entire body was covered in smoke and dust.

“Such power!!!”

The German team's eyes changed.

Although they also knew that Gui was very strong, the opponent's first shot was such a powerful serve. It can be imagined that the intensity of this game must be extremely shocking!

but.

But no one doubted whether Qp could fight back.

Bang!
really.

Just hear a crisp sound.

The tennis ball shot out from the smoke screen like an arrow. The moment it broke through the dust, everyone could clearly see Qp's calm and composed expression.

“As expected of Qp!”

In the stands, Zeus, the captain of the Greek team, could not help but nod his head: "It can be seen that he probably has quite a strong power hidden in his body."

Having faced the ghost head-on, he knew exactly how powerful the opponent was. Just trying to neutralize that force was enough to consume most of his energy.

But looking at Qp, it seems to be at ease.

"Rumor has it that with Germany's elite education, he has forged his body into something as strong as steel."

Hermes next to him spoke.

"Man of Steel?"

Zeus narrowed his eyes.

If this is the case, it may not be so easy for the Japanese team to attack in terms of strength.

boom!
Bang!
boom!
Bang!
And on the court.

The two began a fierce confrontation.

Every ball thrown by the ghost is so powerful and depressing that it makes people feel their scalp tingling just by hearing the sound.

Qp's response was very calm, and he was able to hit each of his balls accurately towards the center.

watch carefully.

The tennis ball always lands in the same place.

"hiss!"

Seeing this, many junior high school students on the Japanese team couldn't help but gasp.

"Under the pressure from that ghost senior, how could he still maintain such precise ball control?"

Fuji, Oshitari and others just found it incredible.

As technical players, they know very well that in order to play with such precise ball control, in addition to superb skills, they also need to address other variables and external factors.

For talented beginners, simple intensive training will allow them to hit the tennis ball into the desired position.

but.

This effect will fluctuate as the number of hits increases and the opponent's hit rotation and force change.

For them, just neutralizing the power of the ghosts is a headache, let alone maintaining such a high level of ball control like Qp does now.

"Nothing is impossible."

At this time, Byodoin said: "If you want to overcome the power of demons, you just need to make your skills strong enough. If you can't do it, it's just that your skills are not strong enough!"

"Forehead"

Hear the words.

Everyone looked stunned.

Immediately, most people couldn't help but smile bitterly.

It's a very simple and direct truth. However, it's really difficult to do what Byodoin said.

Yukimura stroked his chin and said thoughtfully: "So, this is the horror of Germany's elite tennis education?"

"Well!"

Tezuka, who was standing by, was stunned when he heard this.

He raised his head and looked at the field, where Qp was fighting fiercely with the ghost but never lost the upper hand. His thoughts couldn't help but become scattered.

boom!
Bang!
boom!
Bang!
The first ball was played with a fierce momentum. The tennis ball flew back and forth over the court, and the strong airflow made the blocking net sway left and right.

"As expected, he is the No.2 of the German team!"

He was never able to take down the other ghost, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.

Swish!
Suddenly.

He stepped on the ground with one foot and leaped up, holding the racket with both hands and hitting the oncoming tennis ball hard.

"This is!!!"

Seeing the ghost's move, Shishido in the crowd's pupils suddenly contracted: "Jack Knife?!!" He was almost knocked away by this move when he was on the edge of the cliff, so he had a very deep impression of this trick.

boom!
In an instant.

A deafening explosion was heard.

In the eyes of everyone, they saw a black streak of light flying out at an astonishing speed.

"No, it's not Jack Knife!"

Seeing this, Mitsuya subconsciously said: "This is the ghost's real trick [Black Jack Knife]!!!"

Chi!
The tennis ball flew past.

The air seemed to be split in half, with the airflow neatly separated from both sides. This cannonball-like shot approached the opposite Qp at an alarming speed!

For a while.

Many junior high school students on the German team were secretly worried about the other side.

"Why panic!"

Seeing this, Seyfried said loudly, "You don't think you can score from Senior Qp with such a trick, do you?"

Many high school students are confident in their QP, believing that no matter how powerful the ghost is, it is impossible to get points from the opponent.

in contrast.

Because the ghost used this trick, his feet left the ground and he lost the room to turn around. They believed that Qp could not fail to see this flaw.

Tap! !
really.

Suddenly, a tall and slender figure jumped out from the smoke. After approaching the tennis ball, Qp made a decisive move, cutting in with the edge of the racket, and his wrist strength exploded instantly, trying to dissolve the opponent's heavy shot with strong friction.

Qp used this technique no less than a thousand times.

Starting from a small competition in a remote area of ​​Berlin, he defeated countless players known for their strength with this trick. This time will definitely be no exception.

"Um?!"

however.

At the moment the racket touched the tennis ball, Qp's pupils suddenly contracted.

"This kind of strength?!"

His eyes flashed wildly and his face showed an expression of disbelief and surprise.

Tsk! !
The tennis ball that fell into his racket continued to sink like a lead bullet, squeezing the surface of the racket. If Qp's racket was not an ordinary one, it would probably have broken the moment it came into contact with the tennis ball.

even so.

The strong pressure also made Qp lose momentum. He had no choice but to hit the ball back in a relatively awkward manner.

But in this way, his batting speed slowed down a lot, giving the ghost time to react.

Swish!
then.

Under everyone's shocked gaze, the ghost on the other side jumped up again, raised the racket high, aimed at the tennis ball in the air, and slammed it down.

boom!
The smash landed.

The powerful air waves spread out like a storm.

immediately.

The tennis ball bounced out.

Under the shocked gazes of everyone, the tennis ball hit the wall with a crack. The remaining power of the tennis ball directly knocked a crack in the wall.

"15-0!"

In an instant.

The entire stadium suddenly became quiet.

"Gu, gu."

On the German team's side, Sefried, who had previously been full of confidence in Qp, now swallowed hard, looking at the young man with fiery red hair on the court as if he had seen a ghost.

"Is this guy really a human?"

Frankensteiner, including Klaus, the "Son of the Wild Bear" who was known for his strength, all had expressions of shock on their faces.

"His power is very strong!"

At this time, Berti, a handsome young man wearing a star-shaped necklace, said, "I'm afraid his strength has reached 10 points!"

10 points of power?!
As soon as this statement came out, everyone was shocked.

Because according to statistics, if a single item of the five dimensions reaches 5 points, it is considered a qualified elite player, and 7 points is the professional level of a single item value.

10 points!
This is a number that only top power-type professional athletes can achieve!

"Not only that."

At this time, Polk, who had been silent all this time, also looked at the ghost meaningfully: "His grip strength is at least 150kg!"

"hiss!"

This statement came out.

Everyone's expression changed again.

The grip strength of a normal man is only in the range of 50kg, and those above 80kg are considered professional athletes. And those with a grip strength of 120kg are already top-level athletes.

150kg!!!

Even if it fails to break the human limit record, it is definitely world-class, or even the top level!

"He's so strong, but he still trains his grip strength?"

Polk's words caught the attention of Becker. Bismarck's expression moved slightly, and he also seemed to have noticed something, and a hint of deep meaning flashed in his eyes.

"Grip strength over 150kg?"

In the stands.

In the area where the Spanish team was located, vice-captain Frio Roman seemed to have thought of something and subconsciously looked at the black-haired boy standing in the core position in the Japanese team's rest area.

“Is it a coincidence that the Japanese players all have such strong grips?”

"If it happens once, it's a coincidence, but if it happens twice, it's not that simple."

The captain Medanore next to him said meaningfully.

Obviously.

The Japanese players' purpose of strengthening their grip is definitely not that simple.

In fact, this is indeed the case.

After losing to Ishikawa, Gui went to the back mountain of U17, and in addition to the necessary strength training, he also trained his grip strength every day.

At that time, Irie still felt strange.

But Mifune did not stop him, but rather approved of Oni's approach, and taught him a very useful training method. Based on Oni's already ridiculously strong physique and bones, his grip strength improved very quickly.

From the original 90kg, it has increased to the current 160kg!

It can be said.

Now he no longer has any blind spots in terms of strength.

boom!
soon.

Another burst of black light exploded.

"30-0!"

boom!
"40-0!"

boom!
The fourth ball.

As the ghost's [Black Jack Knife] was hit, a powerful force exploded instantly, and under the shocked gaze of everyone, the racket in Qp's hand was knocked out of his hand.

"Game!"

"Japanese team ghost, 1-0, swap positions!"

quiet!
The whole stadium became quiet again!
The German players looked at the ghost as if they had seen a ghost. Even the masters like Becker and Bismarck looked extremely fearful.

"I didn't expect that the Japanese team would have such a master."

The commander Polk's eyes also became sharp. He looked at the ghost deeply, and secretly evaluated in his heart whether the opponent's grip and strength at the moment could block his move.

"so."

On the other side, the German team's head coach, Can Reiteru, who was sitting on a bench, had a strange look in his eyes: "Is this person cultivated by the other side as a secret weapon to deal with Jurgen?"

"But."

"If that's the case, then why put him at No. 3 in singles?"

For a while.

The wise head coach of the German team was unable to see through his opponent's intentions.

(End of this chapter)