Tennis King Cheater

　　The bald-headed strong man next to him shook his head and said, "Although the opponent's ability resonates very strongly, as a representative of Switzerland, his mental will is so poor that he should be sent to that place after he gets down."

　　"Well……"

　　Hearing the words 'that place', the representatives of the junior high school students next to them couldn't help but tremble.It seems that some terrible memory comes to mind.

　　boom!

　　"game! Team Japan, 5-1!"

　　"yeah!"

　　Hearing this, Horio couldn't help but jumped up from his seat.And Kawamura, who was holding the racket, stood up and shouted loudly, "Ice Emperor! Ice Emperor! Ice Emperor!"

　　Seeing this, Jia Fei and others next to him also stood up and shouted, "Higa middle! Higa middle! Higa middle!"

　　For a time, the voice of the Japanese support team, which had an absolute disadvantage, overshadowed the fans of the Swiss team.

　　"These boys..."

　　Mifune looked at the left stand where the slogans were slightly confused, and frowned.

　　When Nioh confronts Polk, it's okay to shout, he can turn a blind eye.But now it's the main race, and it's about his image in the upper echelons of Japanese sports.

　　"What's this."

　　Nioh smiled and said, "If you can shout a few slogans in exchange for the honor of the Japanese team's complete victory in the group stage, why not?"

　　Team win?

　　Hearing this, Mifune's raised hand slowly put it down.

　　Also, with that honor, those people won't talk nonsense.Moreover, these boys are also young, and it seems that it is okay to let them go crazy.

　　boom!

　　"15-0!"

　　Atobe's smash passed by the dumbfounded Cronin, and his raised racket was trembling continuously.The racket couldn't catch it, and it fell to the ground with a click.

　　"Antoine Watt!"

　　At this time, Amadeus, who had never spoken, flashed fiercely in his eyes, and said solemnly: "After this u-17-word-cup is over, send this kid to the death corridor..."

　　"Forehead……"

　　Hearing this, Antoine Watt's face froze next to him. He wanted to say a few more words for his teammates, but when the words came to his mouth, he swallowed them back.

　　"I understand."

　　After he finished speaking, he sympathetically glanced at the stiff Cronin on the field.The Corridor of Death was a place he was very afraid of. It was the birthplace of the Swiss team's 'genius technical' players.

　　boom!

　　"40-0!"

　　With the smash of the wooden hand passing by Cronin, the entire arena was silent.

　　End of the game!

　　With another win, the Japanese team won the first victory of this matchup.

　　Snapped!

　　Snapped!

　　Patting the tennis ball, Atobu raised his head, and his gaze swept coldly across Lucas on the opposite side.

　　"The second Swiss team in the world is nothing more than that."

　　At this moment, through the ability of resonance, he can clearly see the absolute blind spot on this opponent with the strength of an elite high school student.

　　Absolutely dead end!

　　Under the shroud of the abyss world, Lucas had no resistance at all.

　　call!

　　Tossing the tennis ball, Ajibu raised the racket with his right hand, and his eyes finally locked in the small gap on Lucas' backhand side.

　　boom!

　　The racket was pressed, and the tennis ball was shot like a sharp arrow.

　　"ended!"

　　In the audience, many fans of the Swiss team shook their heads secretly.Among them, many female fans looked at the tall and handsome Lucas with a little regret, and the image of Prince Charming in their hearts was shattered.

　　"Winning..."

　　The corner of Jibu's mouth twitched, his left hand was raised, and his two fingers were about to touch.

　　Snapped!

　　With a soft sound, the smile on his face suddenly stiffened.

　　"40-15!"

　　rustle……

　　The tennis ball gently rolled down to his feet.

　　In the Swiss team, Amadeus showed a smile on his face and said, "It seems that our sea god Lucas finally can't help but take action..."

Chapter [-] Poseidon Domain

　　"This this……"

　　Looking at the tennis ball rolling at the feet of Ajibu, the representatives of the Japanese team and the support team were all at a loss, not knowing what happened.

　　"It's finally out."

　　Noah, who was holding the rope, sank in his heart. Toby Lucas, the Swiss U-17 representative No.5, is rumored to have broken through the level of elite high school students.

　　He sighed in a low voice: "I didn't expect it to be true."

　　"Well……"

　　Akibu, holding his left hand, narrowed his eyes slightly.The embarrassment on his face subsided, and he looked at Lucas on the opposite side with a solemn expression.

　　Just now, he didn't even feel the tennis ball being hit back.

　　Turning his head, he asked, "Mushou, how about you?"

　　Hearing this, a white light reflected on the lens of the wooden hand, shook his head and said solemnly, "No."

　　In the backcourt, he also failed to see the specific movement of Lucas' swing just now.Tennis, as if it came out of nowhere behind Ajibe.

　　"It seems that the other party also kept a hand."

　　Atobe's hand holding the racket couldn't help but tighten a bit.But as soon as he thought about it, the corners of his mouth twitched.His eyes turned to Cronin on the other side.

　　"One ball, as long as that person can't get rid of the shackles of the abyss world, we will win... eh?"

　　But his eyelids jumped suddenly, but he saw Lucas walking slowly to Cronin's side, and with a stroke of the racket, it touched the inside of his knee joint.

　　"Ah, ah?"

　　Trembling all over, as if being frozen, Cronin reacted. He raised his head, looked at the tall and handsome young man in front of him, and said in a trembling voice, "Senior Lu, Lucas..."

　　"Bring me up."

　　Lucas's expression turned solemn, and the huge pressure on his body made Cronin's body subconsciously shake.

　　"Ah."

　　Seeing this, Lucas sneered, leaned his head against his ear and said, "If you can't catch the next ball, I will personally send you to the Corridor of Death."

　　Corridor of death? ! !

　　These words passed in the ears of this half-old boy, and suddenly, most of the chill caused by the abyss world disappeared from his body.But he seemed to think of something extremely terrifying, and his whole body was still shaking. Cold sweat dripped down his cheeks.

　　"I-I know."

　　There was a sullen look on Cronin's face.Under the intimidation of Lucas, the influence of the abyss world dissipated strangely.

　　"As expected of our sea god Lucas."

　　Seeing this, Amadeus, who was standing outside the field, smiled in a low voice.The corner of Antoinette's mouth was slightly raised, and he nodded and smiled: "It's normal, that guy originally played doubles."

　　Lucas, ranked fifth in the Swiss team, was originally a doubles player.This information, except for the senior management of the Swiss team, no one knows.

　　The ability to stimulate teammates and crack the Yips-like state generated by the opponent from a certain angle is exactly what he is good at.

　　"rest assured."

　　Standing in front of the net, his body slowly lowered, Lucas smiled and said, "You only need to be responsible for receiving the serve. Leave the rest to me."

　　"Ah."

　　Cronin nodded, and the burden in his heart could not help but lighten a lot.

　　call!

　　At this time, the opposite Shibu throws the tennis ball, and at the same time leans back, and the right arm hangs down naturally.In his eyes, the colors of red, orange, yellow and green flashed one by one.

　　"Tanweather - Serve!"

　　With a swoosh, Aji's body was like a spring, and instantly stood upright, and the racket was heavily buckled towards the tennis ball.

　　Bang!

　　With a crisp sound, the tennis ball was shot like an arrow from a string.After getting over the net, descend quickly and slide out close to the ground.

　　"It's a win!"

　　Among the Ice Emperors, Xiangri, Shido, and the others clenched their fists and looked at the arena expectantly.

　　Tread! !

　　However, Cronin, who had returned to his normal state, moved quickly to the front of the tennis ball.Looking down at the sliding tennis ball, his eyes flashed.

　　"See through!"

　　This serve, he can imitate himself, the principle is naturally clear.As for the cracking technique, as a Swiss player, he is the best at it.

　　Whoa!

　　Raising the racket, he scooped the tennis ball that passed the serving line, and under the shocking gaze of the audience outside the court, Cronin smashed Achibe's difficult serve.