Tennis King Cheater

　　And his opponent Niwang Yaji, no one knew who he was before.

　　Even the shocking move at the lottery dinner was regarded as a grandstanding clown.But now, no one thinks about that anymore.

　　Nioh Masaharu!

　　This name will definitely accompany this game, from Melbourne Park to the whole world at a terrifying speed.

　　Tread! !

　　Polk, who was running, had a rare sweat oozing from his forehead.Although breathing remained normal, it once again shocked the German representatives outside the stadium.

　　boom!

　　"game! Germany, 4-3!"

　　boom!

　　"game! Team Japan, 5-3!"

　　boom!

　　"game! Germany, 5-4!"

　　The intensity of the match has never been seen before. It has been nearly two hours since the two sides entered the field.

　　This is quite an exaggerated figure for tennis players, especially young players.Different from the original Echizen and Rokkaku's Kentaro, the national competition and the duel of Atobe, because these are two kinds of competitions with vastly different strengths.

　　If a player's mental strength and physical strength are defective, many gaps and omissions will be exposed after entering a protracted battle.A player of Polk's level will seize the fleeting flaws and score from them.

　　But what shocked the German team was that Nioh, who had become a legendary samurai in the phantom, was able to cover up his blind spots perfectly, making Polk, who had never been defeated in the professional game, unable to start.

　　"Commander..."

　　No.5 Goebbels' eyes slowly sank. After nearly two hours of observation, even his eyes were a little dry.He, who is good at psychic induction, closed his eyes. Compared with his eyes, he believed in the stereo sensing brought about by hearing.

　　Boom!

　　Tennis, landed in front of Polk.

　　Click!

　　In an instant, the ground cracked like a spider's web because it couldn't bear the enormous force.

　　"Ok?"

　　Goebbels opened his eyes, and his eyes flashed: "That guy, can't control his strength?"

　　For first-class tennis players, the performance of control is the damage to the court at the moment when the tennis ball hits the ground.

　　Obviously, 'Minamijiro' has lost his previous perfect control over tennis.

　　chi chi...

　　Catch the tennis ball, the strong pressure on it, squeeze. Press the racket.Undiminished strength was transmitted to Polk's arm, causing the German king's shoulders to sink slightly.

　　Tick ​​tock!

　　The sweat on his forehead hit the ground, solidifying the dust on the ground.But in an instant, it was torn into powder by the terrifying momentum that swept in.

　　"drink!"

　　With a loud shout, he used his arms to whip the tennis ball.

　　Whoosh!

　　The tennis ball, like a heavy cannonball, slammed into the open space on the left side of 'Minamijiro' body.

　　Click!

　　The ground also sank a little, and the cracks spread out.

　　"This……"

　　The smile on Goebbels' face stagnated, and a complex color flashed in his eyes as qp pressed his chin lightly next to him.

　　"Can't you control your strength and accuracy?"

　　For ordinary people, a little deviation is nothing.But for a world-class player like Polk, even the slightest flaw shows that the king's strength has declined.

　　"Their breath has declined..."

　　For the Japanese team, Mitsuya pushed his glasses. As a data master, he is very sensitive to changes in the environment.

　　"nonsense!"

　　However, Mifune next to him sneered: "After playing for nearly two hours, how could the state not subside?"

　　Those two people, after all, have not reached a higher level.Even the top [-] players in the world, anyone can beat them.

　　And this game, beyond what Mifune expected, entered a protracted battle.

　　What he is worried about now is whether Nioh's willpower can be equal to that of the German king.

　　"It's good to have a draw."

　　The hand he put in his pocket clenched lightly.

　　Beat Polk?

　　He never thought of this ridiculous idea, let alone whether Polk is doing his best.The German spirit that is as hard as steel alone cannot be shaken by ordinary people.

　　This young man, who is famous in German history as Frederick the Great, as the embodiment of his own willpower, entered the profession and played 95% of the games he fought for a long time.

　　Without exception, those long-renowned professional players were all defeated by him.

　　boom!

　　boom!

　　The game was played for another hour under the gnashing and jaw-dropping gaze of everyone.

　　Tick ​​tock!

　　Tick ​​tock!

　　Both of them looked like they were fished out of the water, their clothes were shrill, as if they could squeeze out the water with a twist.

　　Bang!

　　At this time, Polk forced the racket to miss a half point because of the hand slip, and the shot floated high.

　　call!

　　On the opposite side, 'Minamijiro' jumped up and saw the opportunity. He held the racquet in both hands, and he saw a little bit clearly, and the racquet was slammed out.

　　boom!

　　With a loud bang, the tennis ball hit the referee's chair under the astonished eyes of everyone, and the steel cable tied to the steel column.

　　chi chi...

　　The tennis ball spun violently and was cut into two pieces by the wire rope under the impact of huge force.

　　Whoosh!

　　The two half tennis balls that flew out hit Polk's sides precisely.

　　"30-40!"

　　End of the game!

　　boom!

　　At this time, the body of 'Nanjiro', who landed, suddenly leaned forward, supported the ground with both hands, and changed his body shape, returning to the appearance of Niwang.

Chapter [-] Long-planned

　　"Have you finally reached the limit..."

　　Seeing Niwang's appearance, the German team's chief staff officer, qp, could not help but breathe a sigh of relief.From the indifference at the beginning, to the emphasis in the mid-term, to the inability to look away before.

　　This 14-year-old player can be said to be a teenager, and his mood fluctuates again and again.

　　"call……"

　　The other German players also breathed a sigh of relief.

　　Especially Goebbels and Bismarck insiders.They know very well that the master of their family is a very strict person, but if they say it harshly, it can also be said to be ignorant and unrepentant.

　　Polk, the number one general of Germany, showed not all of his strength.It's just that he abides by the German team's guidelines and is not allowed to give his best in informal matches.

　　But even so, their main general's physical strength was extremely exhausted, and he almost fell into a desperate situation of a death battle.The name of the king of Germany is at risk of being trampled on.

　　However, God seemed to be on the side of Germany, and the man named Nio finally couldn't hold it any longer.

　　"I'm just a junior high school student after all..."

　　In the stands, the two South African captains shook their heads as they looked at Nioh, who was gulps and gruff.

　　Of course, they will not despise this 14-year-old peerless genius.

　　"Germany!" "Germany!" "Germany!"…

　　From the stands, the voice of Germany shouting, rushed like a tidal wave.These experienced German fans also seized this opportunity to suppress Nioh, who was in a weak state.

　　"Well……"

　　Seeing this, many people on the Japanese team's side changed their expressions.He shook his head dryly and said, "No way, this is the World Championship, and we must go through the baptism."

　　But there was a hint of helplessness and unwillingness in his tone.

　　"Humph!"

　　At this time, he saw Kirihara snorted coldly, he found a high place to stand up, waved his hands and shouted: "Changsheng - Li Haida! lets-go-lets-go-Li Haida! Victory in one fell swoop!"

　　"Red also..."

　　Yukimura, Sanada and the others looked at Kirihara in amazement.But immediately, the two looked at each other, put down their insignificant embarrassment, and together with Kirihara, shouted: "Changsheng - Li Haida! lets-go-lets-go - Li Haida! Victory in one fell swoop!"

　　"Changsheng - Lihai University!"

　　Marui also shouted, and with a dazed dry ear, there was also an almost fanatical roar: "Changsheng - Li Haida!"

　　"Lian Er..."

　　He looked at this old friend who was supposed to be gentle and elegant.At this moment, Liu's eyes widened, and his face was full of grimness.

　　"Changsheng - Lihai University!"