I'm in NetKing, and I have a tennis mini-game

While expressing their feelings, everyone also followed Mifune, Kurobe and others in a disciplined manner and returned to the hotel.

Even though they defeated the German team, no one dared to slack off until the final was over and the championship was confirmed.

After dinner.

Many people even started practicing secretly.

On the training ground, a figure looked a little lonely. It was the ghost who lost to Qp in the semi-final singles 3.

In that game, they played for a full 4 hours, which was even more exaggerated than the match between Ishikawa and Polk.

And Gui obviously didn't have the terrifying physical strength of the two. After today's game, his body was seriously overdrawn. Without three to five days of rest, it would be difficult to recover.

But according to the rules, there is only one day of rest between the semi-finals and the finals, which is not enough for the ghosts.

but.

Gui's mentality quickly adjusted. He did not dwell on whether he could play in the game the day after tomorrow. Instead, he turned around and began to train Irie and Tokugawa.

As players who have entered the ultimate realm, the vision and judgment of the demon are of great help to Irie and Tokugawa now.

Except them.

Among the others, high school students including Tanejima and Duke, and junior high school students including Tezuka and Atobe, are also training silently.

Except for Ishikawa and Byodoin, none of them dared to relax before the final list was officially announced.

The next day came in a blink of an eye.

Under Mifune's arrangement, everyone began to conduct the final ability assessment. Perhaps because the semi-finals, the duel between Oni and Qp, and Ishikawa and Polk were too long, Mifune did not have a farce-like fight like in the original work.

Actually.

He had already made a preliminary list of the finalists in his mind, and testing their abilities was just a last resort.

Ever since.

The area where the Japanese team is located.

It started early in the morning, with a wide range of ability tests for the contestants.

the other side.

Except for the Spanish team, the atmosphere of other teams was much more relaxed.

For example, the French team was squeezed out of the big 4 this year. The so-called romantic Paris is actually more casual. From the ultimate tennis that Camus realized, we can see that their life is more casual.

They lost in the quarter-finals, and logically, they should have flown back to France. But this year's finals were very exciting, and many people wanted to take this opportunity to relax in Melbourne.

therefore.

Had breakfast.

Camus began to gather his team members and prepare to go to the beach for some fun.

"what?"

but.

Just as everyone gathered, Jonal St. George, a mushroom-headed boy wearing glasses, said in surprise, "Where is the prince?"

"Sharudaru?"

Bart, who was standing at the door and posing in the morning sun, replied, "I just saw him being taken into the car by a rich boy driving a Rolls-Royce."

"what?"

"Sharudaru and the rich young master?"

"Has the French royal family declined to this extent?"

Dimodi Moro next to him looked surprised, but there was a hint of ambiguity in his words.

"What are you talking about?"

Camus next to him rolled his eyes at him and explained, "The man is Romeo Fernandez from the Spanish team. He should be looking for the prince to discuss tactics."

"It's him? That makes sense."

George nodded and said, "They are both super talents in the European tennis world and have known each other for a long time. If Fernandez came to see the prince, it should be because of the rich young man on the Japanese team, right?"

Atobe's family background is not inferior to that of European nobles.

However, what concerned him more was the amazing strength he showed against the French and German teams.

If nothing unexpected happens, the Japanese team will most likely arrange for him to play in the final.

"If that's the case, the Spanish team is serious."

Bart nodded and praised: "It seems that tomorrow's final will definitely be more exciting than we imagined!"

The Japanese team has masters like Ishikawa and Byodoin.

The Spanish team also has players of the same level as Medanore and Echizen Ryuga.

The clash between the two sides was probably no less intense than yesterday's semi-final.

at this time.

Near the pitch where the Spanish team trains.

The French prince, Xialudaru, who had changed into a training short-sleeved shirt, was looking at his friend not far away with an unhappy face: "Romeo, you really just want me to be your sparring partner?"

"hey-hey."

Not far away, the handsome Fernandez touched his head and smiled awkwardly: "Of course, you are my biggest rival in this life!"

"Humph!"

Xialudaru snorted coldly.

He is not a fool. The other party came to the hotel to pick him up in person, definitely to find out the true strength of the guy named Atobe on the Japanese team through him.

And when he thought of that person, Xialudaru felt very depressed.

He won that game, but it was only after he was suppressed in all aspects by the opponent and the opponent deliberately gave up the game.

In his heart, he already regarded that game as the greatest shame of his life.

but.

Fernandez came to pick him up personally, and considering his friendship with the other party and the sincerity he showed, Sharudaru still came.

of course.

He didn't mean to give Fernandez the information about Atobe so that the other party could teach that person a lesson in the final.

"Let's get started."

Feeling depressed, Sharudaru swung the racket lightly a few times, preparing to throw the tennis ball over.

call out!

but.

Before he swung his racket, a sound of breaking wind was heard behind him. Then, Xialudaru saw a sharp trace of pale yellow light whizzing towards Fernandez on the opposite side.

"Ok?"

See this.

The boy who had an awkward smile on his face a moment ago suddenly had a cold look in his eyes. Then, he quickly moved sideways, made room for the right position, and swung the racket over.

Bang!

There was a loud bang.

Fernandez frowned slightly when he received the tennis ball.

“This ball is so heavy!”

He didn't expect the tennis ball to be so heavy. Even he felt a little tired. However, he was a top junior high school player on the Spanish team after all. He used his skills to neutralize the force and hit the tennis ball back.

Snapped!

however.

His counterattack was caught by a white hand.

"Ok?"

Feeling something was wrong, Xialudaru's heart moved slightly. He turned his head, wanting to see who dared to interfere with their training.

"You are?!"

However, when he saw the person coming, he subconsciously frowned. Because the other person was also wearing the Spanish team's dress-like jacket. However, his skin was also very white, even a little exaggerated.

However, the other person's appearance was not European or American.

"Akutsu?"

Fernandez, who also saw the person coming, looked unhappy. However, thinking that the other party was not an ordinary character and had a somewhat abnormal personality, he did not scold him, but explained: "I am playing with my friends, please don't disturb me."

"Don't worry, it won't take long."

The person who came was Akutsu, who had already become the official representative of Spain. He glanced at Fernandez coldly and said, "I will leave after I kill you."

"D-Die it?"

Xialudaru was completely confused, he even suspected that there was something wrong with his ears.

"What do you mean?"

Fernandez's eyes became alert.

"I asked the old man and he said there were limited places for the finals."

Akutsu said calmly: "So, in order to ensure that I can get the qualification to play tomorrow, I have to get rid of you in advance."

"what?"

Hearing this, Sharudaru was completely stunned.

what's going on?

How is the Spanish team's match roster decided? Isn't the competition too fierce?

but.