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

because.

They have seen too many such scenes.

Even the top European and American players in the tennis region were unable to change the final result after being bitten by Loja's tactics.

In their view, the representative of the Japanese team is obviously no exception.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

on the field.

The tug-of-war between the two continues.

Daqu's expression remained unchanged, while Luoha's movements were calm.

The former is like a marathon runner, running at a steady pace and at his own pace.

The latter looks like an old farmer in the field, with the hoe flying up and down in his hand. The movements are concise and crisp, without any unnecessary fancy movements.

"Well."

Seeing this, someone from the Japanese team frowned and said, "Is this player from the Indian team preparing for a protracted battle with Daqu?"

To know.

Daqu's physical endurance is very famous in East Asia and even Asia. Even many players from desert countries were exhausted by his protracted battles and were beaten without any temper.

"The opponent is not an ordinary player."

At this time, Mitsugu shook his head and said: "Atla Loha's background was not good. Coupled with the hardships he encountered since childhood, his willpower is very strong."

Having said this, he paused and said in a deep voice: "According to the known information, the opponent once used a protracted battle to exhaust the physical strength of the opponent's No. 2 figure in an exchange match against Argentina, and won the final game!"

Argentina?

Hear the words.

Many people's expressions changed.

This team is among the best in the world. Ranked in the top ten all year round and occasionally in the top five.

The No. 2 player on this team must also be a top player. But he didn't expect to be defeated by this humble player in front of him?

"If nothing else happens, this game will be a very long and protracted battle."

Ishikawa glanced at the open dome of the venue. The morning sunlight shone in and fell on Daqu and Luoha.

The two of them seemed not to notice this change and remained calm.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

The protracted war continues.

In the first matchup, the two fought for five minutes. The actions of both parties were not affected at all.

"The endurance of these two people is really terrifying!"

The audience at the scene was full of surprise.

Perhaps in the eyes of the players from both teams, Daqu and Luoha's movements were not too fast. But in the eyes of ordinary people, their batting speed has reached an astonishing level.

Tennis balls flew back and forth.

The speed is so fast that it is difficult for the naked eye to distinguish, and if observed for a long time, the human eye will inevitably become dry. Once you rub your eyes subconsciously, it will be difficult to follow the movements of the two people.

And such a duel.

The two players played continuously until the 8th minute, when Daqu hit a backhand diagonal ball that hit the sideline and scored.

"call."

After scoring, Daqu took a breath.

He hasn't had such a prelude experience for a long time, and it took eight minutes to win or lose by just one goal. During this process, the heat in his body continued to accumulate and release, but there was no sign of sweat running down his face.

Taking out the second tennis ball, he looked up at his opponent.

Similar to what he expected, the complexion of this dark-skinned Indian representative did not change at all. It seemed that the terrifying tug-of-war before was insignificant.

Bang!

Immediately.

Daqu serves again.

Loja hit the tennis ball cleanly.

But this time, the song sped up. He adds velocity while increasing the spin rate at impact. The powerful backhand ball drew a beautiful arc and hit Loja's backhand side.

Tap! !

but.

The opponent's figure appeared near the landing point at the same time as the tennis ball fell.

"Have you caught up?"

Daqu raised his eyebrows lightly.

The opponent's indifferent state and expressionless face really gave him a headache. It was the first time he encountered an opponent who ran on the court like a puppet.

Immediately.

The song starts again.

He used his speed and again increased the spin rate of the ball.

but.

However, Luoha appeared in front of the landing point again.

"it's useless."

A representative of the Indian team shook his head and said: "This court is Loja's territory. There is no place that he can't catch, and there is no tennis ball that he can't hit back."

"Hey, for the aphasic Loha, these actions are meaningless."

"This stadium is like the tomb of Loja's opponents. It will swallow up the opponent's flesh, spirit and will bit by bit!"

Most of the Indian team representatives are fair-skinned players. A very small number of people are yellow-skinned.

Loha was the only one with dark complexion.

but.

When these people looked at him, their eyes showed great admiration. In the eyes of a few people, there was even a lingering fear.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

The game continues.

In the second ball duel, the two sides once again entered into a terrible tug-of-war.

2 minutes.

5 minutes.

8 minutes.

Even more than 10 minutes later, the outcome of this goal was not over yet.

"What a terrible willpower!"

On the Japanese team side, everyone's eyes turned serious. It was hard to imagine that such a fierce duel had only scored the second goal of the game after the 18th minute!

Snapped!

In such a fierce duel, Daqu made a mistake because his palms were sweating too much and his racket hand slipped.

"out!"

Looking at the tennis ball flying out of bounds, the referee shouted: "15-15!"

"Da, Daqu (Ryuji) Ta"

Everyone in the Japanese team looked at each other.

No one could believe that the other party was beaten by others and made such a low-level mistake in a head-on duel.

"This can be considered an advantage of the region."

At this time, Mitsuya said with emotion: "Atla Luo lives in South Asia where the average temperature is above 25 degrees Celsius all year round. In this place, at the hottest time, the temperature even reaches over 55 degrees Celsius. Therefore, the sweat glands on his skin are relatively small. It’s less developed and the amount of sweat is much less.”

"This"

After listening to Mitsuya's explanation, everyone was a little confused.

Kaji looked at Daqu with some sympathy. No one expected that the other party would actually meet a player who could beat him in terms of endurance.

Snapped!

soon.

In the 12th minute of the third goal contest, Daqu made another mistake.

"out!"

"15-30!"

"Damn it!"

After losing points again, Daqu couldn't help but curse. He rubbed his right hand. His hand, including the racket, was already slippery and the grip felt terrible.

Looking at his opponent again, he still looked cold and unresponsive.

"forgive me."