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

Polk only expressed such emotion after seeing Atobe's performance. If you experience it carefully, you can feel that there is a certain loneliness and envy in it.

"Damn it!"

The second game begins.

Seyfried, who got the serve, stood at the bottom line, staring at the junior high school student opponent opposite him with a smile on his face: "You actually treated me as a background, this is totally unforgivable!"

boom!

Subsequently.

He was so angry that he hit the tennis ball.

Bang!

But the next moment.

A light yellow glow suddenly bloomed at his feet. Looking at the tennis ball flying rapidly from his side, Seyfried's pupils suddenly shrank.

"Can't move?!"

"0-15!"

The referee spoke.

The audience in the venue were also stunned. They looked at Seyfried's stiff movements in disbelief, and then looked at the young man of terrifying height in awe.

Snapped!

At this time.

Seyfried suddenly felt someone patting his shoulder. He looked up subconsciously, only to see Bismarck's serious gaze: "Calm down, don't bring other emotions into the game."

"I, I know."

Seyfried nodded somewhat shamefully.

He also understood that he cared too much about the junior high school student opposite him and therefore ignored the existence of the high school student.

And this is undoubtedly fatal for world-class competitions.

"Senior is right. I must stay calm."

Taking a deep breath, Seyfried tried to adjust himself. After recovering, he glanced at the middle school student opposite him and hit the tennis ball quickly.

Bang!

Soon, Atobe hit the tennis ball back.

This time, his target was no longer Bismarck, but Seyfried at the bottom line. In other words, his target from the beginning was not the high school student on the opposite side, but the arrogant junior high school student.

However, after two or three minutes of confrontation, he had a general grasp of his opponent's personality and playing style.

"This person's strength is not weak, but that's all."

If compared with the national junior high school student level before Ishikawa joined Hyotei, Seyfried could indeed be considered extraordinary.

But it's a pity.

After the national competition and the U17 competition, the strength of the junior high school students has undergone tremendous changes.

At least.

In the view of Tsuchiya.

The junior high school student opposite him, named Sefried, was probably only at the level of Hiyoshi. Therefore, his strategy was simple, which was to focus on one person on the other side.

After dealing with the opponent, work together with Ochi to defeat the high school student on the opposite side.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

on the field.

Atobe and Seyfried continued to fight.

What surprised the former was that the latter's resilience was much stronger than he had imagined. After all, if it was Hiyoshi, he would have collapsed long ago.

In fact, he didn't know that this was because of the duel between Sefried and Mushou. That disastrous defeat made him realize how weak he was, so he spent the whole day yesterday strengthening his weaknesses.

otherwise.

With his original level, he would have been defeated by Atobe long ago.

But even so, Seyfried soon showed signs of fatigue.

"how is this possible?"

He looked at his opponent in disbelief: "How could he be so powerful?"

Just now, he was just watching the fierce battle between Atobe and Bismarck. The movements of both of them did not seem to be very fast, and he thought that he could also adapt to this level of confrontation.

Who knows.

Only when it was really his turn did he feel the dazzling movements and suffocating rhythm.

Bang!

Suddenly.

A pale yellow glow bloomed at Seyfried's feet.

"0-30-!"

"He's no match at all!"

In the stands, Balentin raised his eyebrows slightly: "If I remember correctly, this is the No. 2 junior high school student on the German team? This is all he can do?"

"It's already pretty good."

Dudu, a black man with a mop-like hair standing beside him, shook his head and said, "There are not many junior high school students here who can reach this level."

"Yes, geniuses are too rare."

Reinhardt nodded slightly, his eyes fell on Atobe, a trace of envy and eagerness flashed across his face. But soon, he turned calm again: "It's not that the players of the German team are weak, it should be said that the junior high school students of the Japanese team are too strong!"

The two sides are no longer on the same level.

At least, judging from the current state, Seyfried is obviously one level weaker than Atobe. Moreover, he is lagging behind in all aspects.

"Come again!"

on the field.

Sefried growled and hit the tennis ball out again.

He lacks endurance and resilience, but there is one thing he is not inferior to others, that is, his extremely strong desire to win.

After losing to Ochi, he could use his age as an excuse.

But being defeated head-on by Atobe undoubtedly completely aroused his inner desire to win.

In this case, the players' own abilities will often be improved to a certain extent.

Bang!

really.

This time, Ochi hit the tennis ball back, and he hit it straight in the face. Moreover, Seyfried went to the net without showing any weakness, and fought fiercely with Atobe again.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

The two had a fierce duel.

The ball was flying around the court, flickering back and forth. Coupled with the long distance, many people couldn't even keep up with the rhythm of the two players, and even lost sight of the tennis ball.

"You are right."

Seeing this, Balentin nodded: "This Seyfried is indeed not an ordinary character."

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

The two men moved faster and faster, and Seyfried seemed to be getting better and better, and his personal desire to attack became stronger and stronger.

"interesting."

Atobe narrowed his eyes and felt that the opponent's attack rhythm had exceeded the general national level, and he also became alert.

Bang!

The tennis ball flew out and hit Seyfried's backhand side, but the latter quickly pulled away and hit the ball back in an instant.

but.

The ball just now was just a trap. Tezuka's killer move was the moment when Sefried adjusted his position and his movements were not connected smoothly.

Bang!

There was a crisp sound.

Seyfried was broken through and scored again.

"0-40!"

“No, no way!”

"Elmer is no match at all!"

"With this kind of skills, is this guy really a junior high school student?"

On the German team side, everyone's eyes showed fear. Especially the junior high school students, seeing Sefried being suppressed, they all felt an invisible pressure in their hearts.

"This kid is finally getting into shape."

However, unlike others, Becker, the No.3 player of the German team, smiled.

"Ah."