"Forehead……"

Hearing this, everyone's face trembled slightly.

But let's not say that, during the nearly one-month rest period, the guy from Mitsugu didn't even go out of the gate of the training camp.

Collecting data like this... is it really good?

"Cough, cough, cough."

At this time, Jin He next to him coughed twice, and said in a faint tone: "Don't you think that Sanjingu like this is more scary..."

Ok?

Everyone was stunned.

Shiraishi's eyes flashed, and he understood the meaning of his words.

You can master the information of most of the world's players without leaving home.If the intelligence analysis ability of Mitsugu is used in the main competition, how terrifying would it be...

To some extent, these two Indians are not mocking Mitsugu.Instead, unknowingly fell into the trap that he laid.

After the two sides guessed the right to serve, they both retreated to the bottom line.

"The game started, Tanai Karp from the Indian team served, and the game was over!"

"Hello!!"

Hearing this, Darrell, who was standing in the front area of ​​the net, turned his head, looked at his partner, and said, "Take care of the ball, I don't want the game to end before I shoot."

"Feel sorry."

Unexpectedly, the thin young man named Tanai shook his head and smiled: "You know, when I took the racket, it was no longer my brain that controlled my body."

Swish!

Immediately, he threw the tennis ball high.

Under everyone's attention, he spun the racket in his hand and hit the tennis ball with a half smash.

Bang!

Bai Guang exploded at the feet of Mitsugu, and he didn't react at all.

"15-0!"

"This……"

Seeing this, everyone gasped.

The representatives of the Japanese team looked solemn, and they vaguely felt that this game might be more difficult than expected...

Chapter [-]: One Enemy Two

"What was that serve just now?"

The face of Knos of the Netherlands team changed, too fast, not only Mitsugu didn't react.Even the intelligence-gatherers who were standing outside the court and outside the incident didn't see the opponent's serve clearly.

"Well……"

Next to him, England's Lyme, Argentina's Pelos stroked his chin and seemed to be lost in thought.

But the young man named Ortiz next to him, his eyes flashed, as if he saw something.

Bang!

Another serve was played, and with a flash of white light, it exploded at Daqu's feet.

"30-0!"

"why?"

In the Japanese team, everyone's faces were puzzled, and Mitsugu was not a high-ranking player.But Daqu is the No.17 of Japan's u-7. No matter how poor his strength is, he can't even catch the serve, right?

"It's an unconscious attack."

At this moment, Mifune's voice sounded.He glanced at the thin back and said, "In tennis matches, some people's movements and consciousness are completely out of the control of their brains. His attacks are completely unpredictable, and even he doesn't know how to play tennis. Where to go."

"how is this possible?"

Hearing this, everyone looked surprised.

In this case, doesn't it mean that this guy named Tanai Karp, his serve, can't hit back at all?

"Of course, it's not impossible to hit back at his serve."

Mifune continued: "The first is to use superhuman observation power to see through the direction and trajectory of the tennis ball. At the same time, when the tennis ball hits the ground, move to the landing point."

In other words, it requires superb strength.

The worst, I'm afraid it has to be quasi-world-class.And if you want to fight back absolutely, I'm afraid you can't do it without world-class insight and responsiveness.

Yuan Zhe said inexplicably: "But in this case, why is this Tanai Karp the NO.4?"

"constitution."

Shiraishi glanced at Tanai Karp, who was wiping the sweat, and said, "Look carefully, he started sweating after only two goals. If I guess correctly, although unconscious attacks are difficult to predict, they will also consume A lot of physical strength."

"And this person, obviously, can't use that trick every game."

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