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

Although I kept telling myself in my heart that I needed to stay calm, proceed from reality, and constantly observe the opponent's weaknesses, only then would it be possible to turn the situation around.

but.

But when facing off against an opponent, he simply cannot do this.

Bang!

"0-15!"

Bang!

"0-30!"

Bang!

"0-40!"

Bang!

Suddenly.

When Long Ya swung the racket, her second spare racket broke right at the handle.

Boom!

The tennis ball fell to the ground with a bang, raising a cloud of dust.

"Game!"

"Ichijun Ishikawa, 3-0, swap positions!"

"So strong! Really so strong!"

Off the field.

The middle school and high school students all clenched their fists in excitement. Ishikawa, who changed his racket, was like a completely different person.

"So, he was really just warming up!"

now.

After Ishikawa became serious, the balance of the game completely tilted towards him.

Looking at Long Ya who looked dazed, everyone shook their heads. The opponent had already lost this match.

"I thought that guy's offspring would bring me a surprise, but I didn't expect it to be nothing more than this."

On the second floor platform, Mifune looked disappointed.

Two days ago, Echizen Nanjiro called him and asked him to let Echizen Ryuga enter Japan U17. Mifune thought that as a descendant of samurai, the opponent should be able to force out Ishikawa's strength.

But I didn't expect that it was only to this extent.

"Hey, I said."

At this time, Ishikawa spoke.

He smiled at his opponent and shook his head, "Does it mean that you can't play tennis because you can't devour your opponent's abilities?"

Ok?

Devouring ability?

When everyone heard this, they all showed puzzled expressions.

Swish!

But Long Ya suddenly raised her head and looked at her opponent in disbelief: "He actually knew?!"

This is Long Ya's secret and also his biggest trump card.

Even his father didn't know about it, and everyone who had experienced this ability had either given up tennis or become a nobody.

but.

This junior high school student in front of me seemed to have the ability to read minds and even knew this!

"Come again!"

now.

Long Ya completely lost the last bit of her composure.

After exchanging positions, the black aura on his body spread out again. Then, he threw up the tennis ball and hit it hard.

Tap! !

Subsequently.

Long Ya rushed forward and made a move to go online.

"You're in too much of a hurry."

At this time, Ishikawa on the opposite side shook his head slightly.

Bang!

immediately.

A pale yellow light bloomed at the opponent's feet.

"0-15!"

Long Ya paused and froze in place.

"What's left of your tennis if you lose your rationality?"

"Long-winded!"

Long Ya’s face flushed, and she turned away with her neck stiffened.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

But the remaining three goals were easily scored by Ishikawa. His defense, as his opponent said, was already in a state of tatters.

but.

Long Ya, whose emotions had reached a state of insanity, was completely unable to care about so much.

His face flushed, veins on his neck bulged, and he looked very similar to Akutsu who had entered unconsciousness. The difference was that Akutsu's movements were confusing and hard to catch.

And Long Ya was completely seen through.

His unnecessary movements increased visibly, his breathing pace quickened, and his sweating reached an alarming level, his coat was completely soaked.

"He's finished."

Tokugawa shook his head slightly.

Having fought against Ishikawa, he knew that Long Ya's mentality had completely collapsed at this time. What was left was just a meaningless struggle and pure garbage time.

Bang!

"Game!"

"Ichijun Ishikawa, 4-0!"

Bang!

"Game!"

"Ichijun Ishikawa, 5-0!"

In a blink of an eye, Ishikawa won five games and gained an absolute advantage.

"impossible!"

"Absolutely impossible!"

Long Ya fell into a state of complete madness, even his expression became distorted.

He didn't believe he would lose, but the opponent's strong strength overwhelmed him, so much so that he began to escape from reality and only had the strength to talk tough.

Bang!

Ishikawa's serve landed.

A pale yellow arc of light burst out, and Long Ya's body trembled violently.

"15-0!"

Bang!

"30-0!"

Bang!

"40-0!"

Three consecutive aces made Long Ya unable to raise her head. She was in a daze, and her consciousness entered a cycle of self-memory.

call!

deep in consciousness.

A ball of karmic fire like the underworld began to burn.

Long Ya's consciousness became hazy at this moment. The long-dead memories in his brain kept emerging.

Pfft!

Pfft!

Pfft!

on the screen.

There are white people, black people, Latinos

There are fat men, young men as strong as bears, and geniuses full of fighting spirit.

And these people.

Without exception, they were defeated by him, deprived of their abilities, and fell to their knees.