Net King: Opening Ten Draws

Boom! The beam of light penetrated the arena, and another spreading crack appeared in the wall.

!Ralph Reinhardt scores, 30.

Zanda Irie had a solemn expression on his face, and his eyes became heavy.

The mental defense zone is like a dead corner of the human body, it is difficult to break or adapt, but once it is adapted, it is...permanent.

For now, the only way to change the game is to hit the fixed-point strike back.

Otherwise, he is likely to be inferior to defeat.

My mind is spinning rapidly, and I will hit back at a fixed point for various methods, but they are all rejected by Irie.

The power of the fixed-point strike is too strong, like Watanabe's home run, and it is not at all that he can hit back at this stage, and the suppression of power is obvious.

"Sato Irie, let's continue serving!"

Ralph Reinhardt's eyes glowed with chills, and his body was flickering with a stern reality.

The heavy aura of the fixed-point attack spread throughout the arena, and even Watanabe and the others standing under the arena could clearly perceive it.

A ray of light flew past Ijiang and hit the backcourt, but he didn't dare to take it hard because he couldn't catch it.

In Irie's analysis, even if such a powerful ball catches up, the super impact force contained in the ball will knock him flying, causing damage to his body.

In this case, the score gradually opened up.

Boom!! Ralph Reinhardt scores, score 4!....Boom!! Ralph Reinhardt scores, score 5!.

....Consecutive fixed-point strikes, Ralph Reinhardt became more and more excited, and Irie was completely crushed.

"Okay... such a strong blow, Irie was completely crushed..."

"My God, it's amazing that this American teenager has such skills."

"The U.S. team is an established and strong team after all, and it is not something that can be easily defeated."

"It's over, this game is about technology."

The audience was in an uproar, looking at Ralph Reinhardt with shocked eyes.

Ralph Reinhardt's shot made no sense at all, it was... smashing the field with a forceful suppression.

"It's a pity... With Jiang's current physical quality, he still can't fight back."

Tanegashima shook his head and said.

Irie's physique was not nearly as good as his, and he couldn't fight back against this kind of powerball.

The crushing of strength is completely unreasonable, and a counterattack is... a direct score.

Watanabe shook his head, he also likes to use the style, knowing that once the opponent's strength is not as good as his own, the opponent will fall into what kind of passive.

...... "Captain, is there nothing I can do?"

On the right, Wetaro asked with an embarrassed expression.

It was an advantage before, but in a blink of an eye, it was like this, which made everyone unexpected.

............Subscribe ..........."The suppression of strength, no one can help him, let him rely on himself."

Lin Bing spoke calmly.

When everyone heard this, they couldn't help but sighed.

....On the field, Irie gasped for breath, and his physical strength dropped drastically.

Cold sweat slid down his forehead, except for the match with Rin ice and Watanabe, he once again felt the pressure of... suffocation on others.

After watching Ralph Reinhardt win two consecutive games, not only did his state get better and better, but the power of fixed-point strikes also increased.

This state made him a little desperate.

"Serve, it's just your serve."

Ralph Reinhardt raised his head and looked at Kanae Irie aggressively.

In the last game, he is going to defeat Irie with the strongest attitude, bringing the game to the tiebreaker singles one! "Okay..."

Irie Zana took a deep breath, a bit of bitterness hung on her face, and she hit the tennis racket to the ground.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Although Ralph Reinhardt is very strong, he is not going to back down. The game is not over yet, maybe he can find a solution with a flash of inspiration.

Bang! Irrie played more shots.

"Are you ready!!!"

Ralph Reinhardt roared as he watched the tennis ball rushing toward him, and the racket exploded with heavy air pressure, hitting the tennis ball violently.

Targeted strike erupts.

Boom!!!! Kanae Irie stared at the incoming ball.

In his sight, the tennis ball is getting bigger and bigger, and its strength is also increasing.

Boom! A roar sounded, and the tennis ball slammed on the ground, marking a hideous black mark.

Irie just stared at the tennis ball.

This time he didn't plan to run away, if he didn't fight back, the game would really be over.

Quickly step back with both feet, lengthen the return distance, and try to weaken the impact of the ball in this way.

When approaching the wall, stand firm and swing the racket towards the tennis ball.

Boom! The tennis ball hits the racket and the racket sinks down.

"Back...!!!"

Irie gritted his teeth, his arms shaking violently.

That kind of... violent impact put him under enormous pressure.

"go back......"

Wang Hao Ruijiang tried his best to resist, but in the end he couldn't hit the ball back.

Clap! The racket breaks, and the tennis ball hits the wall with a half racket.

!Ralph Reinhardt scores, 15.

...! Ralph Reinhardt scores, 30.

...! Ralph Reinhardt scores, 40.

....son.

!Ralph Reinhardt scores, the game ends with a score of 6, and the US team wins, with a total score of 2 ties!...................... ............................................................................................................................................................................... ........Feilu reminds you: three things to read

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"Nice job Ralph!"

The U.S. team cheered.

"Follow the Mission"

Ralph Reinhardt stepped off the field and quickly picked up an ice cube and put it on his arm.

In almost normal games, fixed-point strikes are used, and the burden on the arms is very heavy.

"Nice job, leave it to me next, Atobe Rinbing, hehe"

Echizen Ryuya showed a playful expression.

......Sato Irie returned to the rest area.

"Sorry everyone, this time... I lost a bit badly."

Irie said with a wry smile.

"It's done well."

Watanabe said with a naive smile, no one can see the efforts of Iijiang.

"Knowing that you are not enough will make progress, so let's take a rest."

Rin Bing spoke coldly, then stood up, and Breeze put the jacket behind him to fight.

The singles two and two are over, and the next thing is... the singles one game.

The singles will decide the final outcome of the two teams, and Lin Bing will also play in person.

"Oh!! The Minister is about to appear in person!"

A voice suddenly came from the Ice Emperor's audience area, Shinichi Yuanmu raised the flag with the name of Rin Bing, and waved 063 vigorously.

The voice fell, instantly attracting the attention of the audience, and they all looked at the teenagers who stood up from the war zone in Japan, with anticipation in their eyes.

If this game can be won, the Japanese team will win in a friendly match for the first time, creating a historic moment.

“Very nice feeling...”

Under the cold eyes, there was a hint of arrogance.

Then he grabbed the racket on the side and walked to the court.

Now that the arena has just been repaired, the staff who bent down and withdrawn from the arena are repeatedly kneeling and bowing to Lin Bing, letting that imperial attitude shroud the audience.

As soon as he left, he immediately attracted the attention of the audience.

"It's Rinhi Atobe! That... the super genius of the Kanto district!"

"I have seen the video of his game, and if he plays the singles, maybe!!!!"

"There is indeed a chance, but the opponent is a descendant of tennis myth. I don't know who can win the game."

The audience was excited.

After the Kanto competition, with the help of the media, Lin Bing's reputation spread throughout the country.

Everyone believes that this game will be better than that.

"Finally...Finally on! I said you two, Fei, are you okay now, you almost missed the game."

At the entrance of the spectator area, four young figures rushed in, panting and looking at the arena.