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

but.

To everyone's surprise, Mu Shou came over and slapped him hard without saying a word.

The crisp sound echoed throughout the beach.

People passing by stopped what they were doing and looked over curiously. Everyone's eyes were focused on the bright red five-finger mark on Kai's face.

"Gudu."

See this.

The two middle school students from the South Korean team were frightened by Mu Shou's ferocious look and swallowed subconsciously.

"If I remember correctly, those people seemed to be the companions that guy brought with him?"

far away.

Seda, who was wearing a mask and a white T-shirt, narrowed his eyes. "So, he arranged his companions to play this trick here?"

Just one glance.

Seda saw through the tricks of Mu Te, Kai and others. After all, he had lived in the shadows since he was a child and had long been accustomed to the colors on the other side of the sun.

He did not comment on this.

But Seda was still very interested in the wooden hand. He could probably sense that the other party's intentions were not pure. But at the same time, Seda also wanted to use the wooden hand as a test subject.

after all.

Although he had just mastered the use of mental power not long ago, he still hadn't found a suitable target.

"It seems that there is no better situation than to use the guy that gentleman brought and the second-ranked junior high school student in Germany as the subjects of the experiment."

Think of this.

There was a gleam of brilliance in Seda's narrowed eyes.

"Oh?"

at the same time.

On the beach court.

After seeing the wooden hand, Seyfried sneered with a raised brow, "The guy behind the scenes, is he finally willing to show up?"

He had just felt that the situation of Kai and the others was very strange. It was not right to fight, nor was it right to give in. It turned out that the backstage mastermind had not yet appeared.

"Hey!"

Immediately, Seyfried looked at Mu Shou coldly: "You, are you going to give me an explanation?"

"remember."

But Mu Shou ignored him and instead shouted at Kai who was covering his face and the panicked Hirakoba and the others, "Be smart in a place like this and don't cause me any unnecessary trouble!"

"I know, I know."

Kai and the others nodded like chicks pecking at rice.

Far away from Okinawa, they came to this foreign land. They had lost what they could rely on, and the wooden hand was their only support.

therefore.

As for Mu Shou, they could only obey his orders.

Moreover, the other party had promised them that as long as Mu Shou made a name for himself in the professional arena, he would not let them suffer any loss.

Bang!

But at this moment.

A sudden sound of hitting the ball was heard.

Under the shocked gaze of everyone, they saw a light yellow light shooting straight towards the back of Mu Shou's head.

"hiss!"

Seeing the speed of the ball and the target it was aimed at, Li Xiuhe and Cui Yongjun outside the court couldn't help but take a breath.

They didn't expect Seyfried to do something so reckless. If the ball hits, the guy with glasses will be finished!

Swish!

however.

Facing the wooden hands of Kai, Hirakoba and others, he seemed to have eyes on the back of his head. When the tennis ball was about to hit him, he turned his head and dodged it.

Simultaneously.

Mu Shou turned around and took the racket from Kai's hand, then used his left hand to hit the tennis ball back. With a slight bang, he caught the tennis ball steadily in his hand.

"Okay, great."

"It's incredible!"

Inside and outside the stadium, people exclaimed in amazement.

Especially those tourists.

The look he gave Mu Shou at this moment was full of curiosity and shock.

"Ah."

In response, Mu Shou just smiled faintly.

He had certainly heard Seyfried's voice, and the reason he didn't react was precisely to irritate the other party.

That's right.

When Mu Shou saw Sefried, he had the current plan in mind. He knew that Sefried was a junior high school student ranked second in the German team.

For Mu Shou, using such a person to enhance his own fame is perfect.

As long as he can defeat Sefried, his name, Kide Nagashiro, will spread among other teams from today on.

Even if it's a draw, it's good for him.

As for losing?

Mu Te had never thought about it. With his current strength, as long as he didn't encounter difficult characters like Tezuka and Akutsu among the junior high school students, he would never lose.

"This friend."

After going through everything in his mind, he saw Mu Shou cross his hands and put them horizontally in front of him. He held the racket in his left hand and said with a smile: "Is the German tennis style to attack others from behind?"

"Hum!"

Seyfried's face changed. He instinctively wanted to explain, but when he thought of his identity, he held back and snorted at the other party.

Actually.

With Seyfried's personality, he would never bother to attack someone from behind. But just now, he suddenly got too excited and did something like that.

but.

For the proud Seyfried, he did it and he would not explain, nor did he bother to explain.

now.

He folded his hands in front of him, with an arrogant attitude that looked down on others.

Seeing this, Mu Shou's face also turned gloomy.

As someone who had climbed up step by step from the bottom, what he hated most was others looking at him in this way.

Why?

Isn't it just that others have better backgrounds and their countries have more developed tennis levels?

In terms of talent, ability, and hard work, how is he worse than others?

but.

Mu Shou still managed to hold back.

He knew very well that he must not take the initiative to attack, but to find ways to provoke his opponent. Only by standing in a defensive counterattack position can he be invincible.

"Alamenoma"

"Alamenoma"

"Alamenoma"

But that's it.

A series of strange whispers appeared in Mu Shou's ears without warning.

"Well."

Then, his face changed, and the anger that had just been suppressed in his heart suddenly surged out.

Bang!

Subsequently.

Mu Shou suddenly made a move.

The tennis ball was like a nimble and strange venomous snake, hitting Seyfried's head.

"what?"

Seyfried's face suddenly changed.

Then, he instinctively raised his racket and blocked the tennis ball before it hit his forehead.

"Are you crazy?"

He looked at the other person angrily.

"Not bad, you are worthy of being the representative player of the German team."

At this time.

Mu Shou crossed his hands in front of him and walked towards the net gracefully, looking at the opponent with a playful smile: "I really want to see how capable you are, the No. 2 player in the German team!"

When speaking, he obviously emphasized the word '2'.

"Damn guy."