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

Hearing this, Shishido frowned and asked, "Why didn't he use this tactic from the beginning?"

"It should be because of my confidence in myself."

Irie next to him said, "After all, he is a professional player, so he has some ability to withstand pressure."

At this time.

Yuanshan's physical strength had decreased so much that his movements became unstable when he ran, and he staggered and almost fell to the ground.

Swish!

at this time.

A figure appeared at the baseline, in front of the tennis ball. It was none other than Tanejima.

He had to take action. If he really completely exhausted Yuanshan's physical strength, the best case scenario for the game would probably be a draw.

hum!

Accompanied by swinging the racket.

There was a special aura of dark hue emanating from Zhongdao's body.

"wait wait wait!!"

Seeing this, the audience in the stands and representatives from various countries subconsciously widened their eyes.

"He actually hid his strength?!"

"Ah."

In this regard.

Becker raised his eyebrows slightly. He looked at Zhongdao with a smile in his eyes: "You finally couldn't help it and took out your last trump card?"

Chapter 410: The Fear of the Phoenix, the Final Key to Victory

Swish!

Black light flashed.

From everyone's perspective, it was completely unclear what was happening.

Snap.

next moment.

A tennis ball rolled gently to the front of the court where the German team was.

"How, how is it possible?"

Everyone's expression suddenly changed.

They didn't even see anything, but the opponent had already neutralized Becker's top-notch move?

"It was cracked in an instant? Moreover, that special energy fluctuation..."

Q.P frowned slightly, then looked at Polk beside him: "Captain, did you see that?"

"Ah."

The latter nodded: "Although it is not obvious, it feels like a very special trick."

The conversation between the two made Bismarck beside him look serious. With his strength just below the threshold of professional level, he was looking for his own tennis path.

Only by crossing that threshold and understanding the true top-level secrets can he become a professional-level player like Polk, Q.P., and Becker.

And now.

He actually saw the ability he had always dreamed of in this young man named Shuji Tanejima. Although the other party might not have crossed the line yet, he had definitely gone a long way than him.

"Japanese team Shuji Tanejima"

Different from the calmness of Polk and Q.P., the vice-captain of the German team was already feeling turbulent inside.

"Tanejima Shuji."

on the field.

Becker looked at his opponent and said, "Just as I thought, you have indeed reached a level close to the professional level. I didn't expect that such a small Japanese team would have a master like you!"

As he spoke, a playful smile flashed in his eyes.

It seems that it would be very interesting to expose Zhongdao's secret and reveal the opponent's true strength.

after all.

Even the top ten teams in the World Cup may not have professional players. What's more, the Japanese team is ranked outside the top 20.

and so.

In Becker's eyes, Zhongdao must have hidden his strength. And judging from his performance throughout the game, he was just a pig in disguise.

And his purpose is simple.

Force out the opponent's hidden strength, and then defeat them in front of everyone, completely suppressing the Japanese team's arrogance.

"This guy"

Seeing Becker's reaction, many representatives of the Japanese team became fearful.

The name of a person, the shadow of a tree.

There is no doubt that Becker, who is already turning professional, deserves too much attention.

"15-0."

Snapped!

Snapped!

Snapped!

Bottom line.

Yuanshan, having regained some spirit, gently hit the tennis ball.

Even with his optimism, he felt indescribable pressure and fatigue at this moment. If it weren't for Zhongdao's move just now, he would have collapsed on the court.

of course.

If they exploited the loopholes in the rules, they could continue to fight with their opponents endlessly. However, neither Yuanshan nor Zhongdao would choose this approach.

If they want to win, they want to win fairly!

boom!

Thoughts turned.

Yuanshan hit an extremely powerful serve, and the tennis ball shot out like a cannonball, flying straight past Klaus under his frightened gaze.

"30-0!"

The referee's voice sounded.

The German fans suddenly became nervous. However, the German players were extremely calm.

Because Becker is serious, and as long as he launches an attack, everything will be fine.

boom!

Soon, Yuanshan attacked again.

A serve that was even more powerful than the previous one was fired out.

"Is this kid a monster?"

In the stands, the American team's Balentin had an incredible look on his face: "It's only been a short time, and he has already recovered so much strength?"

"It's really scary."

Dudu, who was always very calm, also showed a look of fear on his face. You know, this boy named Yuanshan is only 12 years old.

"it's useless."

However, Reinhardt next to him shook his head and said, "For a true professional player, his existence is insignificant."

Bang!

really.

The serve was easily hit back by Becker, and after the tennis ball landed beside Yuanshan, it bounced back with a strange and strong spin.

Yuanshan concentrated his spirit, and a seamless aura burst out, trying to hit the tennis ball back.

however.

He swung his racket, but the tennis ball seemed to come alive and dodged the ball. Yuanshan subconsciously widened his eyes and cried out in surprise as if he was frightened.

"It appears, professional-level ball skills!"

In the stands, representatives from all countries stared at each other.

This is the strength of a professional player. After being serious, it is a level of another dimension. With Yuanshan's level, he can no longer fight back normally.

And this is only the third-ranked player of the German team. This team, which has won nine consecutive World Cup titles, has a foundation that is simply incomparable to other teams.

Bang!

But the next moment.

A faint light burst out, and the tennis ball turned into a black streak and flew out in reverse.

"Call back?"

"How can it be?!!"

Tap! !

Unlike everyone else who was exclaiming, Becker had already run towards the tennis ball. He had no doubt that Tanedo could return his ball.

hum!

at the same time.

A burst of red light suddenly emanated from his body, making his already fierce aura seem even more oppressive.