The Great Demon King of Internet

Chapter 17, being difficult to deal with

Seeing Kikumaru coming off sobbing and Oishi comforting him with words, Gan took off his jacket and picked up the racket next to him after he had finished warming up.

"Aaron, it's our turn."

Qian's voice was a little low, even hiding a trace of trembling.

He was very nervous because this was one of the few bright moments of Qingxue in recent years. Qingxue was also called the biggest dark horse in this competition by various schools.

Although he has now qualified to enter the Kanto Competition, if he can win at the top, even if he is just the champion of the Tokyo Competition, who wouldn't want it?
  Qian tried hard to recall the data collected from Nan and Dongfang these days, fearing that there would be any mistakes.

I must not remember the wrong data. A slight deviation will affect my judgment of returning the ball, which will cause me to lose points and even affect the victory of the game. However, the Yamabuki pairing obviously has some staying power. If the data changes, can I update the data in time...

"Burning, baby!!! Agan, let's go!!"

Inui Sadaharu was thinking wildly when he was startled by Kawamura Takashi's roaring voice next to him.

I couldn't help but look at this hot-blooded man who had switched personalities with annoyance and amusement.

However, Aaron's intrusion immediately relaxed his nervousness a lot.

Fuji gave a thumbs up: "Agan, Alon, just do your best!"

Tezuka nodded slightly and said: "Agan, Alon, come on without any regrets!"

Inui Sadaharu pushed up his glasses: "Leave it to me."

"Oh, year, I'm on fire!!"

On the other side, Nan and Dong, who were already on the field, looked at each other.

"Why do I feel like I got a villain script?"

"I'm feeling it too……"

…………

"good chance!"

Minami put it short lightly, and the tennis ball bounced a few times in the front court. Kawamura Takashi couldn't catch up and stopped helplessly.

"Game, Yamabuki Minami and Dongfang won this game, 0:5."

Fuji looked at the match seriously and said, "Sure enough, due to the cooperation and tacit understanding in doubles, we are more than one step behind our opponents."

Tezuka nodded and said: "Not only that, Kentaro Minami, who is in the frontcourt, is a very powerful strategist. He is using secret signals to adjust the formation according to circumstances. In the past few rounds, they have changed more than a dozen formations. "

"Secret code tactic?" Daiwa, the former director, couldn't help but look at Gan Sadaharu worriedly: "It must be very hard for junior Gan Sadaharu. Such complicated data, in such a short period of time, I'm afraid..."

He was sweating profusely on the court. Compared with the physical loss, his mental exhaustion was particularly serious.

As expected, his hidden strength is about one-sixth stronger than the data collected before. After seeing Aaron hit a few power shots, every return shot to Aaron was low because it was difficult for Aaron to exert his full strength when he was half squatting. Moreover, is this code tactic aimed at players like me? It is really well prepared.

But...don't underestimate me for doing Sadaharu...the data has been collected!

…………

Setsuna on the sidelines was using macro and micro controls to look at the pair of Qing Xue.

Takashi Kawamura’s spiritual trait is persistence. Qian Zhenzhi, mental characteristics are calculated. Well? His aura changed and he became more confident. The two immature fools Nan and Dongfang were afraid that he would catch him.

On the court, it was Dongfang Masami's serve.

"Nan, strike while the iron is hot and win the game!"

The tennis ball was thrown up and forward, and Higashi used a forward leaning posture to hit a fast flat serve, aiming at Kawamura Takashi's side. This position can reduce the height of the bounce of the serve, making it difficult for the receiver to exert force.

"Damn it! I can't ignite it at all!" Kawamura returned the serve anxiously. His technique has never been his strong point. Facing this kind of serve, he not only lacked power, but also the quality of the return was not high.

Kentaro Minami in the frontcourt quickly ran towards the ball's landing point. While observing Takashi and Miki's positions, he made a hidden gesture with his left hand behind his back.

Formation 22, double net, grab points and make up positions.

Dongfang nodded slightly and prepared to step forward to suppress him.

"Aaron, go online and grab points! Look for Nan's counterattack."

Kawamura Takashi, who was restless, was overjoyed when he heard this: "Leave it to me!"

Minami frowned slightly, lifted the tennis ball up, and swung the tennis ball behind Takashi Kawamura who was charging forward.

"Give me this ball!"

At the first time, Inui Sadaharu had already taken his place behind Kawamura Takashi. He leapt high and delivered a pinpoint smash into the South and East backcourt.

At this time, Dongfang was awkwardly executing a double-net tactic, revealing a huge gap in the backcourt.

"15:0."

"Great! Ah Gan played well!" Nan frowned, feeling a little bad about losing this point.

Dongfang stepped forward and patted Nan on the shoulder: "Don't worry, it's just one point."

Nan nodded, but the bad feeling in his heart became stronger and stronger.

…………

"Great! Look at my flaming ball!"

"Game, Qingxue won this game, the score is 1:5."

Qingxue had a small climax, scored four points in a row, and successfully broke serve.

In the last ball, Minami and Dongfang were even controlled by one person, allowing Takashi Kawamura to successfully hit a power ball.

Nan's heart was filled with confusion. Why was he being judged? In this game, several passwords were clearly used for the first time, so it was impossible for him to collect data.

Setsuna off the court shook his head: "Idiot, stop trying to get into trouble. He didn't see through your tactics, but your playing habits."

Hearing this, Nan's eyes widened.

Playing habits? In other words, observe my posture, analyze what kind of reaction I will make, and then predict it in advance?
  In such a short period of time, Dongfang and I were separated... What a difficult guy!
  Inui Sadaharu pushed up his glasses, did you notice? It doesn't matter, people's habits cannot be changed easily.

At match point, Qingxue serves.

"Watch the move! Fiery serve!"

Kawamura Takashi's heavy blow, although powerful, did not pose much of a threat to Dongfang who had received professional strength training.

At the same time as Takashi Kawamura served, Minami in the frontcourt started. He ran horizontally, and at the moment when Touhou was about to counterattack, he just moved between Ini and Touhou, blocking Ini's sight.

Qian was stunned for a few seconds, then Nanmeng ducked, and Dongfang's counterattacking tennis ball just passed over his head.

"Oops!" Gan was caught off guard and hit a lob, and Nan easily won with a jumping smash.

"0:15"

Qian frowned and thought: Use blocking tactics to block my prediction?
  On the second ball, South moves again between the stem and the east.

As long as I move a certain distance sideways, your blocking will be useless!
  Qian subconsciously took a step outside the court, but Nan didn't move much, but squatted down directly.

"No!" Although Qian only moved one step, he was already off guard. Dongfang's return of serve accurately hit the space exposed after Qian got out of the way.

"0:30"

"A Qian!" Seeing Qian being targeted, Lung stood aside like an ant on a hot pot, but there was nothing he could do.

"I'm fine! Aaron, keep your position!"

How did the opponent accurately grasp the vacancy I just leaked? By the way, it's a secret code. I didn't expect to have the ability to block my vision. Damn it, I couldn't think of an effective solution at the moment.

"0:40"

While having a headache, Nan and Dongfang scored one point again.

"Burning!!!" Takashi Kawamura couldn't help. He could only squeeze out the last strength of his body and hit the strongest flaming serve as much as possible. Even if he could suppress the opponent a little, it would be good.

Gan, who was originally confronting Nan in the frontcourt, took a few steps back and retreated to a position in the middle, where he could broaden his field of vision and allow more time to react to the ball.

In a short period of time, this was the best way he could think of to deal with cover tactics.

Minami smiled slightly and suddenly ran to the other side. The moment Dongfang was about to catch the ball, he stood between Dongfang and Kawamura Takashi.

Qian was shocked when he saw this and quickly reminded: "Alon, left..."

Before he finished speaking, Nan had already stooped down. Dongfang's long-prepared hands violently swiped the ball, which flashed past Long's left foot.

Long subconsciously thought that the other party would continue to target him, but he didn't expect that Nan and Dongfang would see each other when he was distracted.

"Game, Yamabuki Minami and Dongfang won, score 1:6"

Kawamura Takashi stood there in annoyance: "It's all my fault! It's all my fault! If only I could burn some more!"

Qian let out a sigh of relief, stepped forward, and took the racket from Long's hand.

"It's over. Our skills are indeed inferior to others. We are convinced that we lost. Let's work hard together next time."

Takashi seemed to be a different person after his racket was taken off. He nodded naively and followed him to the net to shake hands.

Gan smiled and said: "It's amazing, I have collected a lot of new data."

Nan and Dongfang felt a headache: "Spare me, I don't want to meet opponents like you again."

　The next chapter is a small climax.

　　
  　
  (End of this chapter)