Tennis King Cheater

　　After all, he is actually a person who has been distorted by art.

　　However, he enjoyed it.

　　And as he learned about the studio, the restlessness in his heart became strangely calm.He was attracted by the stubbornness and madness of the other party.

　　On the other hand, with the beginning of Shakespeare's tragedy, Ballentine gradually forgot about tennis and was assimilated by this poignant art.

　　in reality.

　　Mitsugu looked at Irie who was standing still, and couldn't help frowning: "This guy, shouldn't he just not wake up like this?"

　　"Spirit, fantasy, and many things about tennis are beyond scientific explanation at this stage."

　　Niwang shook his head and said, "I won't be surprised what happens in this game. However, the competition stipulates that you cannot wake up within [-] minutes, and this game can only be handled as a draw."

　　"General Reinhardt!"

　　On the other side, Bryant said anxiously, "If this goes on like this, Ballentine's general will only be able to tie the opponent."

　　Ballentine is undoubtedly the ultimate move of the representative of the United States, a rather sharp chess piece.They wanted to use it to restrict Byodoin, but they never thought of running into Irie.

　　If they are really tied by their opponents, then they will suffer.

　　After all, in their eyes, Irijiang vs Balentine is largely a matter of Zhong Si vs. Shang Si, and if they cannot win, it is a loss.

　　"Wait!"

　　Reinhardt's tone was flat, even revealing an icy aura that made Bryant instinctively shrink back.It was only then that he remembered who his master was.

　　"I understand……"

　　Nodding, he respectfully stepped aside.

　　Da-da, da-da...

　　Reinhardt looked at the two motionless people on the court, tapping the chairs with his fingers, and a strange color flashed through those deep blue pupils.

　　"I'm sure that the other party can't get out of your spiritual world."

　　He had fought Ballentine before, and he was enveloped in that terrifying mental illusion, and it took a lot of effort to get out of it.Therefore, he is well aware of the horror of Ballentine's spiritual power.

　　"But I didn't expect that you would fall into the other party's spiritual world..."

　　In his original consideration, Ballentine would win against all Japanese high school students except Nioh... But the power of Irie's mental illusion subverted his cognition.

　　For five minutes, the two still did not respond.

　　Ten minutes later, the atmosphere at the scene became a bit noisy, and the audience couldn't wait any longer.

　　Twenty minutes later, the strange color flashed in Reinhardt's eyes again, and he said solemnly: "In that case, you should warm up first."

　　"I see."

　　Hearing this, a young man with blond hair behind him turned around and walked away from the arena.

　　"Cough cough..."

　　Finally, the time came to the thirtieth minute. After the referee looked at the time, he said, "Limited to two players who cannot continue the game, this game..."

　　"Well……"

　　At this moment, the opposite Ballentine woke up.

　　"call……"

　　Seeing this, Bryant couldn't help but heave a sigh of relief. He smiled and said, "As expected of the leader of Ballentine, it looks like he adjusted the time, right?"

　　"Damn!"

　　On the contrary, on the side of the Japanese team, everyone was staring at Irie on the field.However, the other party still maintained the gesture of holding the clap, but the whole person seemed to have lost his soul, staring blankly into the distance.

　　"Almost there."

　　At this time, Nioh shook his head and said, "This is the World Cup final, don't do those nasty things."

　　Bad taste?What's the meaning?

　　Everyone was stunned for a moment, but the corners of Ijiang's mouth twitched slightly. He resumed his movements and blinked at Prince Chao Ren: "I knew I couldn't lie to you..."

　　"In that case."

　　Seeing the two regain consciousness, the referee nodded and said, "Then let's continue the game, starting from the tiebreaker, Ballentine of the American team..."

　　"sorry."

　　Unexpectedly, Ballantine shook his head and said, "I abstained in this game."

　　"what?"

　　The American team was all shocked, but the Japanese team players didn't have time to be happy, but they saw Irie also raised his hand and said, "I also abstain..."

　　The two of them gave up the game at the same time?

Chapter [-] The key battle

　　"All abstained?"

　　In the stands, the players from all countries stared at the arena in stunned eyes. Tracy of the Swiss team frowned and said, "Why? Didn't they all see through the opponent's trick?"

　　"Perhaps, that's why."

　　Amadis said: "Seeing through the opponent's unique trick means seeing through the other's spiritual world. During this period, they may have been infected by something about each other."

　　"Well……"

　　Medanore's narrowed eyes opened next to him, and he said with emotion: "Something, maybe it can be called art."

　　After seeing the true strength of each other, the two knew that it was impossible to defeat each other, so they gave up on their own initiative.

　　"But……"

　　Torres, who was holding his hands, frowned and said, "Let's not talk about that Ballentine's abstention. Since he abstained, he could easily win the victory, why should he abstain?"

　　He couldn't understand how someone would give up the victory on their own initiative in such a race against the country.

　　"how could I know."

　　Medanore shrugged and smiled bitterly: "Perhaps, this is what makes them different from us..."

　　In the eyes of Irie and Ballentine, tennis, competition, and country are nothing but decorations for their arts and acting skills.Once these things are contrary to what they are after, they will not hesitate to discard them.

　　Even if it is the victory of the World Cup final!

　　"Damn, this guy Irie!"

　　In the Japanese team, Tono, Hakada and others looked at Irie who walked off the court in disgust.Obviously he could win, but this guy gave up in front of everyone.

　　Jundao said solemnly: "Jun Jiang, if we can't win the championship, you have to take historical responsibility."

　　"Ah!"

　　Irie smiled, and in that faint smile, there was disdain for the so-called victory, the so-called champion.

　　"Damn guy..."

　　Tono was furious, but just as he was about to shoot, a thick palm grabbed his shoulder.

　　"Ping, Byodoin..."

　　Looking at the young man holding the racket, Tono shrank his neck.Although the opponent is no longer the strongest u-17, the second-order strength is still the existence he must look up to.

　　"Into the river!"

　　Byodoin did not look at him, but looked up at Irie: "I don't care what you are thinking, but there is no next time!"

　　With that, he turned around and strode onto the court.

　　Looking at his back, Irie smiled lightly: "I understand."

　　Although he is casual, it is impossible to give up tennis.Without tennis, he has no medium to perform, and likewise, much less of the fun that comes with performing.

　　"Let's start the singles two match!"

　　On the other hand, a young man also walked out of the direction of the United States.He was about [-] meters tall, and under his golden-gray hair was a handsome face that could make the young girls lost.During the walk, there is a capable feeling, which makes people dare not underestimate.

　　"The Japanese team Byodoin Phoenix (third year), against the American team td Diablo (third year)!"

　　"It sure is him!"

　　When the referee called out the names of the players, Medanore's eyes flashed.The man had stopped him when he broke into the New York U-17 two years ago.

　　However, the opponent was just a test, and after a little hit two balls, they retreated.But the gloomy and depressed feeling left a deep impression on him.

　　"Diablo?"

　　In the Japanese team, Mitsuya's brows could not help wrinkling: "This person has no record of shooting in this World Cup!"

　　"what?"

　　Hearing this, Gan next to him was taken aback.He quickly opened his laptop and carefully searched every game of the American team, but as Mitsuya said, there is no record of this person's game.

　　Noah frowned and said, "Is it the hidden trump card?"

　　It seemed that Reinhardt had indeed made a lot of preparations in order to obtain that position.

　　At this time, Mifune, who was sitting on the coach's bench, said, "What do you think?"

　　Niwang thought for a while and said, "The outcome of this game is very important."

　　"Ah."

　　Mifune nodded, looked at the opponent's eyes, and couldn't help sinking a bit.This person is definitely not an ordinary character.

　　"The game starts, the Japanese team Byodoin serves, and the game ends!"

　　Standing on the bottom line, Byodoin held the tennis ball in his left hand, and his eyes fell on the opponent.

　　Gloomy, depressing!

　　This handsome-looking man does have a heavy negative aura on his body.If he guessed correctly, it should be the same purple-haired boy with glasses in their team.

　　A player who uses negative emotions as explosive energy.

　　Thinking of this, he gently pressed the tennis ball with his left hand, and suddenly, a pale golden light formed on the surface of the tennis ball.

　　"That is……"

　　Seeing this, the spirits of the surrounding audience and players could not help but lift.