Tennis: German Captain Creates The Strongest Era!

"you……"

Hear this.

Seyfried tightened his grip on the racquet.

However, after a few seconds, he gradually relaxed.

"Are you trying to disturb my mentality in this way...I won't let you succeed."

Seyfried kept catching his breath.

In his opinion, the goal just now did reflect Beichen's strength.

However, the tennis game is ever-changing. As long as you perform at your due level, you still don’t know who will win and who will lose!

Off the field.

Unconsciously, three tall figures came to the sidelines and stood behind Retru.

One of them has a strong build, a bald head, and a serious expression.

The second man is tall and has an extraordinary momentum.

The third one was smiling, with a bit of cynicism.

It is the main players of the German team, Polk, QP and Bismarck!

The three of them were also attracted by Beichen's game.

Bismarck couldn't suppress the smile on his lips and said:

"That guy named Seyfried is currently the number one in Germany? But looking at him, he seems to have already suffered at the hands of Beichen."

QP gave Seyfried some recognition and said:

"His speed in adjusting his mentality is quite good. It can be seen that he really wants to win."

Bismarck held his forehead and said leisurely:

"That's even worse. Don't you understand Beichen's bad character? What he likes most is to tear apart the opponent's competitive spirit over and over again, allowing the opponent to completely break through the defense. The more the opponent likes to resist in a corner, The more excited he gets..."

On the field.

Seyfried's eyes flashed, and then he threw the tennis ball high in his hand.

The tennis ball rose quickly, and after reaching the highest point, it began to fall. After the tennis ball fell to the desired height, he quickly swung the racquet!

"Bang!"

There was a crisp sound.

The tennis ball was like an arrow, approaching Beichen's left sideline!

“Serve so quickly!”

Several junior high school students who were selected for U17 at the same time as Seyfried were amazed.

They originally thought that the gap between themselves and Seyfried was not big, but when they saw this goal, they all surrendered.

Regardless of speed, angle, or strength, this shot is perfect.

Even some high school students watching the game looked at the goal with admiration.

But……

Regarding this goal, Beichen's evaluation was.

"It's too slow. How can you do it at this speed?"

The snow-white racquet belonging to Beichen had arrived the moment the tennis ball just hit the ground and bounced.

"Bang!"

A soft sound.

The tennis ball flies back.

Seyfried's face darkened again.

Because he didn't notice at all when Beichen moved over just now.

But there was no time to think too much.

He held the racquet with both hands and chased the tennis ball. He tightened his wrists, turned his body, and hit a powerful forehand half volley, and the tennis ball immediately flew past the net.

"Bang!"

This time, due to the strength of both hands, the speed has exceeded the speed of serve by a large margin!

However, even at this speed, he still failed to get Beichen's approval.

"At this speed, you will suffer."

Beichen seemed to have predicted the landing point of the tennis ball. When Seyfried just swung the racquet, he moved towards the backcourt.

In tennis, as soon as it entered the attack range, the racquet suddenly swung out!

"Bang!"

A golden light cut through the air.

Then, another ball of golden light exploded behind Seyfried.

"Ding-deng-deng-deng..."

The sound of a tennis ball hitting the ground was heard.

Seyfried turned his head stiffly and looked at the tennis ball that was still bouncing, with shock in his eyes.

"This speed..."

"15-0!"

The referee announced the score.

After watching this first goal, Bismarck smiled helplessly and said:

"It's started, Beichen has already started... Poor Seyfried, he still doesn't know what bad situation he will face next..."

Retru's eyes were burning.

Seyfried is indeed a good player among Germany's new generation and is qualified to represent the German team in the World Cup.

However, in terms of personality, he is too competitive and willful.

It would be a good thing to let Beichen severely dampen his spirit.

On the field.

Seyfried took out a tennis ball, a trace of determination flashed in his eyes, and he gritted his teeth and said:

"Beichen, don't look down on me... I have a reason why I absolutely cannot lose this game!"

At a young age, Seyfried was known as a genius boy and attracted much attention and expectations.

However, the final result is always ranked second due to various reasons.

Gradually, even the expectations of the adults around him slowly disappeared.

Therefore, this time when he entered the training camp of the German national team, he was determined to become the number one in the country in the training camp!

He kept telling himself in his heart——

"This is my last challenge."

If Lian Beichen can't defeat him, then what qualifications does he have to become No.1? !

that's all.

Seyfried sends the tennis ball again!

"Bang!"

The tennis ball created a beautiful arc in the sky, and then accelerated twice in the air!

"call out--"

The tennis ball pierced Beichen's left wing!

Outside the court, Retru nodded and said:

"Seyfried showed his potential under Kitagawa's strong pressure by using the topspin and air friction to generate a second acceleration in the tennis ball."

Bismarck looked at the two people on the field, shook his head and said:

"If he thinks that this can pose a threat to Beichen, he is really naive."

On the field.

Beichen raised his eyebrows.

"Is it finally looking like something..."

The secondary acceleration of tennis will catch many people off guard.

However, Beichen reacted very quickly. After judging the landing point, he instantly judged that it was a powerful backspin ball.

The racket tilted slightly, and the high-speed rotating tennis ball was easily knocked back.

Seyfried was not surprised that Beichen could catch the ball.

He never thought that serving means scoring, because.

His advantage has always been not to play quick wins, but to rely on impeccable defense to entangle the opponent's offense and win the score in a protracted battle.

"Did I change my backspin to topspin..."

Seyfried trotted to the net volley, however.

The touch from racquet made his heart move.

"Not topspin, but... no spin?"

The ball that Beichen hit back just now seemed to be a topspin ball that was corrected with backspin. In fact, it was a topspin ball that offset the backspin and turned the ball into a non-spin ball.

only……

In the situation just now, he was able to accurately correct the backspin ball into a no-spin ball, which means that he can judge the spin speed of the tennis ball extremely accurately.

That's not all. While judging the speed of the ball, the angle and power of the swing must be perfectly controlled, and this kind of operation...

There is no way it is the level that a junior high school student should show!

Bismarck commented on this goal:

"Even if you perfectly transform a ball with spin into a ball without spin, you can't guarantee success every time, right, QP?"

Others may not appreciate how much skill this return contains, but as a world-class player, Bismarck accurately captured the state of tennis.

QP's indifferent eyes had some fluctuations.

That's true.

Beichen's mastery of tennis has reached a natural level.

Any kind of technology that may seem inconspicuous to others, or even the most ordinary, can exert extraordinary power in Beichen's hands.

He, Polk, and Bismarck all had more or less fights with Beichen.

Although it was a competition, none of them could test how deep Beichen's strength was!

A conservative estimate, at least world-class.

What's even more frightening is that Beichen's potential is endless...

He is only fifteen years old!

At this time, Seyfried on the court was already in greater trouble.