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He also thought it was impossible, but this is a world-class event. The opponent is the representative of the strongest team in South Asia. Being placed in doubles 1 is definitely not such a simple role.

Bang!

At this time.

Yuma Mutsu made a mistake in returning the ball.

"out!"

"0-15!"

"what happened?"

Mutsu Yuho quickly looked over, and just now, he actually felt a palpitation in his heart.

And since he was a child, he would only have this weird feeling when the other half of his twin brother felt in danger.

"Well, I saw a terrible scene."

Mutsu Yuuma thought about it and said, "A face painted like a ghost."

"spirits?"

Upon hearing this keyword, Mutsu Yuho's pupils shrank quietly.

"Don't scare yourself."

He waved his hands quickly and stopped himself from making random associations.

"Well."

At this time, Mitsutani's narrowed eyes slowly opened outside the court: "Although the syllables the opponent just used do sound like some kind of spell, it is definitely a trick to create mystery."

"why?"

Several people nearby looked towards him.

"It's very simple."

Mitsuya smiled and said, "Because of the language barrier, we can't understand at all!"

"That seems to make sense."

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then they all woke up.

"Sure enough, it's just noise that disturbs the mind."

Kaji sneered: "Don't worry about the opponent, just end the game in one go."

at the same time.

The Mutsu brothers on the court also made up their minds to end the game as soon as possible.

But at this moment, the opponent suddenly burst out in strength. The two used their excellent singles abilities to contain them.

Subsequently.

The two Indian team players once again pronounced the string of obscure syllables.

"Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!"

"Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee."

The voices of the two of them were one high and one low, one fast and one slow. Repeatedly, it was very brainwashing and made it difficult for people to lift their spirits.

no way.

The Mutsu brothers had no choice but to use their trump card.

hum!

The two looked at each other, and a milky white cyclone suddenly appeared between them, entangled and connected with each other.

call.

Available in the next second.

Under the astonished eyes of everyone.

The two people used the [Synchronicity] ability, and the milky white cyclone connected with each other actually became transparent visible to the naked eye. Eventually, it disappeared completely.

"what?"

Upon seeing this, the players from the Japanese team immediately changed their expressions.

"Synchrony has failed?!"

The sudden change affected the mentality of the Mutsu brothers. The two players from the Indian team took this opportunity to launch a strong attack.

The Mutsu brothers became more and more upset as they fought.

and.

From time to time, a ghostly face pattern covered in paint and very visually impactful appeared in their minds.

Under this psychological influence, it seems that there is some kind of force interfering with their cooperation. This makes it impossible for the two to enter the realm of rhythm synchronization.

"Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!"

"Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee."

At the end.

The two Indian players chanted strange syllables while launching an attack. The Mutsu brothers' defense could no longer hold up and finally collapsed completely.

Bang!

"competition is over."

“印度队索罗达·巴特、阿杰·乔汉组合获胜，比分1-6，6-4，6-2！”

Pfft!

Pfft!

The words fell.

The dizzy Mutsu brothers could no longer hold on and fell to the ground at the same time.

Chapter 325 Singles 1, Ishikawa vs. Sharma (1 update)

"Preliminary judgment is that it is an excessive state of dizziness caused by mental factors."

After a while.

Mitsuya, who had returned from the infirmary, said to Ishikawa and the others, "There are no other effects on the body, but you still need to rest."

"I see."

Ishikawa nodded.

The expressions of others became solemn.

"Psychological impact?"

Kimijima gently touched his chin and said thoughtfully: "Can those few syllables have such terrible power?"

"In India, religion has a very high status."

Mitsuya next to him explained: "The ancient Hindu sect has been passed down for thousands of years. It is horrible that it can still occupy such a position after such a long time."

Hear the words.

The surrounding Japanese team representatives also nodded.

Although the Mutsu brothers' mental power is not at the top level, it has reached the level of 5 points. According to this standard, even on the World Cup stage, it is completely able to gain a foothold.

But even so, he still suffered a loss from his opponent.

"Team India"

Yuezhi raised his head, glanced at the middle-aged coach with a bloated figure and a calm face, and his heart sank slightly.

This team is even stronger than he thought. The mysterious syllable symbol is like hidden in the fog. If you don't understand its essence, you can't be careless in the next game.

"but."

Turning his head, he looked at the young man who stood up from the coach's position, and the worry in his eyes disappeared in an instant.

"His words should not be affected!"

"hey-hey!"

It was different from the slightly solemn atmosphere of the Japanese team.

After the Indian team won a victory, everyone was in a good mood. After all, the Mutsu brothers, who were placed in the doubles 1 position, are very strong in doubles.

The two of them reached the second stage of synchronization, which was extremely powerful.

But it is a pity that under the influence of spiritual power, the two of them were unable to perform the same tune at all.

“Bart and Johan are awesome!”

Some people looked at the two players who were leaving. Normally, given their personalities, they would probably be bragging about themselves.

but.

At this time, the two of them seemed extremely humble.

"It has nothing to do with us."

The tall Bart shook his head, then turned to look at the black-haired young man next to him, and said with a respectful expression: "The general taught me well, and there are no moves taught by him. Whether you can win this game or not is still up for grabs. "

"Yes."

George Han also nodded and said: "The person who deserves the greatest credit for winning this game is General Sharma!"

"As expected of a general!"

"I should have known about this situation in advance and made such an arrangement. The commander's ability to predict the situation is simply terrifying!"

"One draw, two losses and one win. The next game will become one draw, two losses and two wins!"

"That's right!"

"Victory belongs to India!"