Shiraishi Kuranosuke of the Net King

But his serve hit the net again.

"Double fault, 40-30!"

"Oops!"

In the Japanese team, Mitsugu's face changed, he said solemnly: "If you don't break him, you must have been affected by Shahrukh's spiritual phantom..."

Yuan Zhe and Maori whispered: "Spiritual Phantom?"

"Yes."

Mitsuya nodded and said: "This is a kind of mental attack ability. In the U-17 training camp in India, it is rumored that there will be a mental training every week to strengthen and temper the players' mental strength."

"And this Shahrukh..."

He looked at the young man with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and said, "He was the winner of the previous session. If it wasn't for Froz, the leader of India's U-17 would definitely be him."

"how come……"

When everyone heard the words, the eyes they looked at Shahrukh couldn't help changing.

Snapped!

At this time, the ball hit the net again without breaking.

"Double fault!"

"game! Indian team, 1-0, exchange venues!"

"No, it's not good..."

Yuan Zhe's tone was a little dignified, and the situation of the game was very different from what they had envisioned at the beginning.The unbreakable ability to show great power before was actually oppressed by the opponent's spirit, restricting it to the death.

"It looks like you are really tired."

When they exchanged courts and passed by, Shahrukh smiled and said, "I advise you, why don't you go to bed earlier."

"Well……"

Unbroken complexion slightly changed.

For a moment just now, a sense of drowsiness struck his mind.His eyelids had the urge to close.

"No, it's a spiritual suggestion!"

He reacted and looked at Shahrukh, full of fear.

"It's useless."

Shahrukh laughed. He shook his head and said, "Before, when I waved at you in front of the net, I made a spiritual suggestion to you. I'm sorry, you are now... under my control."

His voice was very low, but to the ears, it was no less than a thunderous explosion.

"give up."

Shahrukh said and walked to one end of the court.

Snapped!

Snapped!

After standing up, he took out a tennis ball and slapped it.

"This guy can really pretend."

For the Indian team, Darrell said a little unhappily: "It is disgusting that he has already controlled his opponent, but he has to pretend to be sympathetic."

He and Shah Rukh had never dealt with each other.

The previous game, he even lost the game.Although the idiot Tanai Karp took the responsibility, seeing Shah Rukh mastering the rhythm of the game, he still had a disgusting feeling like eating a fly.

"Alright!"

He opened his mouth with a chuckle and tossed the tennis ball.

Whoa!

In an instant, he raised the right hand of the racket high, exerted force violently, and dunked the racket heavily.

Bang!

With a crisp sound, the tennis ball turned into a yellow light, and it exploded beside the unbroken feet with a thud.

"15-0!"

The referee's voice sounded, but Bupo narrowed his eyes in a trance, as if he... just woke up.

Chapter [-]: The Ultimate Counterattack (Part [-])

Bang!

"game! Indian team, 2-0!"

grumble...

Tennis, rolled to the unbreakable feet.And his whole person, staring at the front in a daze.

"Ruined."