Tennis King Cheater

　　Swish!

　　As his thoughts turned, he immediately made a return to the ball.The racket, cut out without leaving a trace, is impartial, just right to intercept this Mach serve.

　　"Catch it!"

　　Seeing Polk catch the tennis ball, the spectators around the stadium, especially the fans of the German team, were all relieved.The feeling of suffocation from the spiritual level was relieved a lot.

　　However, with the confrontation between the two, their eyes were straight again, and their spirits were highly tense, for fear of missing a single detail.

　　boom!

　　boom!

　　On the field, Nioh keeps changing roles.With Tokugawa's black hole for interception, Watanabe's Duke home run for power suppression, and a fatal blow with the perfect quality of qp.

　　However, Polk on the opposite side was as stable as Mount Tai.

　　boom!

　　Niwang returned the ball violently, and he was firmly caught in his hand.

　　chi chi...

　　Tennis, like a reckless beast, violently impacted the seemingly precarious surface of the racket.But in just a moment, Polk whipped it back.

　　boom!

　　"15-15!"

　　boom!

　　"15-30!"

　　boom!

　　"15-40!"

　　"What, what's going on?"

　　Kirihara snapped back to his senses and stared at the score displayed on the electronic screen in a stunned manner.

　　Shiraishi next to him said with a solemn expression: "It was obviously Niwang who was attacking, but why did Polk score?"

　　No matter how you look at it, Nioh, who is constantly changing in style, has the upper hand with the phantoms of many strong men.But the result of the game was quite the opposite.

　　"As expected of Polk."

　　In the Japanese team, Mifune subconsciously touched the belt on his suit, but he pouted as he didn't get the wine gourd, and said, "He is a traditional and authentic German professional player."

　　Hearing this, the Japanese representatives next to them couldn't help but look over.

　　"No matter when or where, there will be no slack. The catch, movement, and counterattack of tennis all require excellence and must reach the point of neatness."

　　This is the education of elite tennis in Germany, and the players born from this system are all powerful figures.

　　"He's the philosopher of tennis."

　　At this time, Mitsuya on the side said: "Since he entered the profession last year, his record has been a complete victory. It is this kind of simple but unshakable tennis."

　　Every movement of Polk seems to be simplified to the extreme.

　　Capture trails, move footsteps, swing and catch the ball.

　　Every action deserves careful consideration and detailed analysis, as a template for tennis.

　　This is the king of German youth tennis - Jurgen Barisavage Polk!

Chapter 2 The Devil's Philosophy [5/[-], please customize! 】

　　boom!

　　Tennis, passing by Nio's feet.A cold sweat dripped from his forehead.The opponent is indeed the king of Germany.

　　Facing his storm-like attack, he was as stable as Mount Tai.

　　"game! Germany, 3-2!"

　　"That kid, did you kick the steel plate? Haha!!"

　　There were bursts of hearty laughter from the audience.That junior high school student actually dared to challenge the king in their hearts beyond his own ability, like a mayfly shaking a tree, adding to the jokes.

　　"I have to say, that kid's strength is probably unique among junior high school students."

　　In the German team, Bismarck said more objectively: "But he seemed to be carried away by that power, and even went to challenge the leader of Polk."

　　Polk, who is known as the successor of the legendary German player Mars Kodak Kate.With a single strength, even in the world tennis world, he can rank in the top [-].

　　If they were the same age, Nioh might be able to fight Polk.But unfortunately, tennis does not have ifs.

　　Exchange venues.

　　Holding the tennis ball, Frankensteiner felt much more at ease.The scene just now really frightened him, but fortunately, with the blessing of God, that brat who overestimated his ability was severely taught by their general.

　　Snapped!

　　Snapped!

　　Patting the tennis ball, he regained some of the confidence he had lost.

　　It is true that Nioh is strong, but not to the point of despair.It's still too late to catch up now.

　　call!

　　With a thought, he tossed the tennis ball, stretched his arms, and hit it hard on the opposite side.

　　Whoosh!

　　Looking at the flying tennis ball, the wiser and faster run.After catching up with the tennis ball, he made a quick stroke of the racket.

　　Bang!

　　He only heard a bang, and the tennis ball was hit by him.

　　Deng Deng! !

　　Immediately, under people's astonished gazes, the high school student who hit a superb return shot quickly withdrew from the arena.

　　"That rascal……?"

　　Seeing this, the faces of the German team members trembled, and Bismarck said in surprise: "With his strength, it is not impossible to fight with that junior high school student."

　　Although, certainly not Polk's opponent.But two-on-one, at least it's better than that junior high school student fighting alone, right?

　　Whoosh!

　　Tennis, fly to Polk.

　　He raised his racket, and Franken Steiner in the backcourt wisely stepped back and left the court.

　　On the court, there were only Nioh and Polk left.

　　Swish!

　　Polk, who raised his racket, seemed to swing the racket very casually.With a bang, the tennis ball hit the sideline with the shortest distance and a tricky angle.

　　"Great!"

　　In the stands, the two South African leaders secretly clenched their fists.

　　Polk's return seems to be unremarkable, but his strength comes from that kind of unpretentiousness.

　　There is a saying that the avenue is the simplest, and Polk's tennis is the ultimate in simplicity.What he represents is that kind of unique German spirit.

　　"This pressure..."

　　Nioh, who saw the trajectory of the tennis ball, moved quickly.At the same time, his shoulders sank again, and the pressure brought by Polk tennis struck again.

　　But correspondingly, a certain power in his body began to move, and a pair of scarlet eyes were secretly observing all changes.

　　hum!

　　With a little fluctuation, the invisible aura slowly dissipated.As Nioh saw Polk's movements clearly, Runwu silently understood every possible change in the opponent's body.

　　Bang!

　　The next moment, Nioh's racket collided with the racket.

　　"what?"

　　Seeing this, the eyelids of some high school students in the German team jumped.That guy, actually caught Polk's attack?

　　"Not right..."

　　qp's eyelids rolled up again, and he felt an indescribable feeling on Nioh's return shot.

　　Very awkward and disgusting.

　　This kind of feeling only appeared when he played against that boy.The direction of the game, as the ball was hit, seemed to be out of his control.

　　That's - variables!

　　Swish!

　　At this time, Polk swung his racket, which should have been a sure shot, but it brushed past the tennis ball.

　　"Um……?"

　　This calm German professional leader finally showed a trace of unnatural emotion on his face.

　　boom!

　　Tennis, played by his side, scored with one hit.

　　And seeing this strange ball, the entire stadium fell into a dead silence.

　　"0, 0-15!"

　　As the referee's slightly trembling voice came out, people seemed to be awakened, looking at the boy who put away the racket like a ghost.

　　"Error?"

　　France team, the main player Dorian frowned slowly.

　　"impossible!"

　　Camus next to him shook his head and said, "That Polk, it's impossible to make such a low-level mistake."

　　Not to mention Polk, all the top players will not make this kind of mistake.Then, the only possibility is...