Net King: Opening Ten Draws

In the last round of the competition, there was no strong match, and the competition ended very quickly.

In the next few days, Lin Bing successfully passed a few people, and until the semi-finals, he was considered a good person.

Unfortunately, it still failed to arouse his interest.

As the game progressed, everyone gradually became aware of Lin Bing's existence.

After all, Lin Bing was the only one in history who could make it to the finals of the Challenger Tournament, which immediately attracted everyone's attention.

Berti and his brother Polk met in the semi-finals, losing the final 6 games.

"I'll be able to play with you tomorrow, I'm really looking forward to it."

At night, Polk, Schneider and others sent Lin Bing away at the gate.

"I'm also looking forward to this match, rest well, and let me see your true strength tomorrow."

Lin Bing nodded slightly and said, then turned to leave and returned to the hotel, Lin Bing called out the lottery system to prepare for the lottery.

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Chapter 320: Finals, Lin Bing vs Polk (1 more)

Chapter 30: In the final, Ice Polk 1 is even more ding dong! Congratulations to the master for winning the ball: walking a tightrope.

Hearing the system prompt, Rin Bing rolled his eyes, tightrope walking is one of Marui Wentai's stunts, and it is barely considered a ball skill that cannot be returned.

It's just that the performance requirements are too harsh, requiring players to stay in the front court for a long time.

If he is a doubles player, it is still useful, but for a singles player, such a skill is a bit of a waste of expression.

After turning off the system, Lin Bing quickly fell asleep, ready for the next day's game.

The next morning at 99:[*].

As soon as the elite club opened, there was an influx of people.

Today is the opening day of the Challenger Tournament Finals, and it is also the most anticipated matchup of Rin Bing.

About ten minutes after entering the venue, the announcement sounded.

Still: Rin Bing and Polk, who were warming up, stopped their hands and walked towards the court.

The moment the two stepped onto the arena, the atmosphere of the entire stadium reached a climax. Whether it was the members of the elite club or the spectators who came to watch the excitement, they all looked at the arena in surprise.

"I didn't expect Rinhi Atobe to really reach the finals. This guy hasn't dropped a single point since the first day, no...not even a single goal."

"It's the same with Polk. The two seem to be on the same page. I'm really looking forward to their game."

"I have a feeling that regardless of whether this game is won or not, Lin Bing will be invited by the German elite club. It's too strong."

"Isn't that right, even Schneider couldn't score a goal against Lin Bing, you can imagine this talent."

The audience chatted excitedly.

"Well, that being said, Polk had a brief confrontation with Rinhi Atobe."

Looking at the others, the vice-captain of the elite club, Michael Bismarck, showed curious eyes.

"Well, in that match, my brother was at a disadvantage. Although the racket was used for practice, with my brother's personality, I wouldn't find reasons for myself."

Berti nodded and said, keeping his eyes fixed on the arena.

He is also curious who will win this game.

Whether it is Polk or Rinhi Atobe, they are the most powerful people he has ever seen in this age group.

Amid the chatter of the crowd, Lin Bing and Polk slowly walked to the net.

It can be seen that the pupils of the two are full of fighting intent, and the air seems to be filled with fireworks made by lightning.

Polk looked at Lin Bing excitedly.

Although he only had a brief confrontation with the opponent, but that... one goal was indeed a loss for him.

Now that the two meet again, they will truly decide the winner on the field.

"Rin Bing, finally wait until this battle, don't hide your strength."

Polk stretched out his hand, and before the game started, a fiery temperature came from his palm.

This is the trace of maintaining the best competitive state after the excitement.

For this game, he specially changed the racket, looking forward to a dignified decision.

And Lin Bing also did not wear a coat to play in order to better display her strength in this game.

"I hope you don't have to.

Lin Bing nodded seriously, her expression full of seriousness: "This time.

I will show my true strength to fight you...I will not have any reservations."

He knew that the other party was a genius of his own class, far exceeding his peers.

Even Ralph, Echizen Ryuya, Camus and others are not as powerful as Polk.

............Begging for flowers.......If there is no system, Lin Bing is far from being able to stand in front of Polk.

Lin Bing has never shown his true strength. Without opening the Shuiyue Jinghua, he wanted to verify his true strength without reservation.

"Real strength, I will also... burst out with real strength!"

Polk's pupils slowly flowed with brilliance, and in the face of Lin Bing's words full of fighting intent, naturally he would not take the lead.

Looking at each other, the momentum of the two people rose sharply, one side was the volcanic eruption towering into the clouds, and the other side was the Antarctic: the tsunami caused by melting glaciers.

Boom! There were repeated roars in the air, while the field was full of scorching heat, while the field was icy cold.

The dust mist slowly floated in the air, and both sides were pressing towards each other with their own momentum.

"Polke...isn't the opponent I've been waiting for so long."

The icy blue pupils turned slightly, and the corners of Lin Bing's mouth twitched slightly.

Boom! Two momentums collide in the air, and ripples can be spread all around.

The audience around them breathed for a while, and whether it was ordinary audience members or Berti and others, they all felt the trembling from the depths of their souls.

"Beep beep!! The finals of the challenge match will begin, and Rinhi Atobe will serve first!"

"Game start!!"

The referee blew the whistle for the start of the game and looked at the two of them in horror.

At the point of imposing confrontation, he was far more uncomfortable than the audience on the sidelines.

Still here: The two of them confronted each other out of thin air with momentum, turned around quickly, and scattered in the weather.

Lin Bing walked to the teeing area and slapped the tennis ball gently on the ground.

Bang! Bang! Bang! 0.........The orderly beating sound spread, everyone held their breath and stared at the arena.

Polk's eyes were even more solemn, and he remained in a half-squat state.

........"I finally waited for these two little guys to compete, Atobe Rinbing..."

In the surveillance room, the middle-aged blond Sigmund Pubke said with his head in his hands and a cigarette in his mouth.

"Head coach, why didn't you send an invitation letter to Atobe Rin ice?"

asked a staff member in a coach's uniform.

Just the night before the final, the board of directors of the elite club convened, and the topic of discussion was whether to send an invitation letter to Lin Bing.

With almost everyone in agreement, Sigmund Pubke used a one-vote veto to veto everyone's vote.

"Invite him... Do you think that old Mifune will let him go? I don't believe he hasn't paid attention to Rinhi Atobe."

"Besides, the eldest son of the Atobe Consortium is not weaker than Polk, what can we teach him?"

Sigmund Pubke said calmly.

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Chapter 321: Break the myth with one goal (2 more)

Chapter 31: One goal breaks five, Myth 2 is even more bang! Bang! Bang! The orderly bouncing sound spread, making the audience hold their breath.

Polk's eyes were dignified, his body was in a half-squat state, his energy was concentrated at one point, and he just stared at Lin Bing.

Huh! When the time limit is approaching.

Lin Bing threw the tennis ball into the sky and jumped with her knees.

The moment the ball fell, the racquet-holding arm slammed down.

Bang! The air pressure converges toward the hitting point, like a supernova explosion, and the moment it shoots out, it sputters out like a meteor.

The tennis ball turned into a golden light that ran through the court and flew towards the corner of the front court.

The floor in front of Polk seemed to have been hit by something, and a large area of ​​cracks appeared.

"Speedball...it's useless."

"[*]"

The moment he finished speaking, he turned into an afterimage and disappeared, instantly appearing at the midfield line.

The supernova explosion has a speed of nearly 270 balls, but it was felt by Polk the moment it was used.

The tennis ball bounced off the ground and bounced with a strong impact.

At this moment, Polk arrived and swung the racket to intercept the tennis ball.

Boom! An exaggerated ripple spread from it, and the dust and mist splashed, repelling to both sides like a sea tide.

"Good weight!....."

Polk reacted quickly, and the moment he felt something was wrong, he put his other hand on the racket.

With the strength of both arms, at the moment when the power of tennis has not fully exploded, the ball hit back.

Lin Bing was not surprised at all.

Among Polk's many skills, there are two skills: extreme reaction, ultra-high-speed insight.