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

In his opinion, as a top player, Qp should show his absolute dominance on the court. He shouldn't be so serious about targeting a junior high school student, right?

"What are you thinking about?"

Hearing this, the South African captain Galpe next to him glared at him and said, "That junior high school student is no ordinary person. He is the No. 1 of the Japanese team!"

"N-No.1?"

Nofi and the other players nearby thought they had misheard and turned to look at him in disbelief: "Captain, you, you are not kidding, are you?!"

"Yes!"

"If he is No.1, then wouldn't he be more powerful than that guy called Tanedo just now?"

"that is the truth."

Gao Erpei shook his head and said, "Actually, at first I thought that the Japanese player named Taneshima was hiding his strength. He should be ranked higher, but..."

At this point, his tone became serious: "Qp's attitude made me realize that the problem is not that simple."

"Well."

Everyone was shocked when they heard this.

indeed.

If they recognized Qp's strength and identity, it would not be surprising that the other party was so serious about a junior high school student.

"But, that guy is only 12 years old!"

Nofi still couldn't understand it. He was already 14 years old and was considered a good player in the South African U17 team. But compared with the junior high school students in other national teams, he was not even close.

but now.

There was actually a junior high school student who was already competing against the professional master Qp at a level far beyond that of others.

This is incredible.

After a brief conversation.

After both parties guessed the heads and tails of the coin, they stepped back and entered their own areas.

immediately.

The referee observed the status of both teams, and after confirming it, he nodded towards the German team and said, "The match will be decided in one set. Germany's Frankensteiner serves, and the set is over!"

"Hey!"

The words fell.

The short-haired white boy, Frankensteiner, the No. 1 junior high school student on the German team, grinned and fixed his eyes on the young man with long hair opposite him.

"Although this is a partnership with Qp-senpai, the outcome of the match has nothing to do with me, but..."

As the thought came to his mind, a gleam of brilliance flashed in his eyes: "I won't let myself lose so easily!"

call!

immediately.

He threw the tennis ball high up and locked his eyes on the opponent's backhand, about 20 centimeters away.

drop!

Didi! !

A sound like a computer's precise calculations was heard.

Frankensteiner's racket fell quickly, and with a bang, he hit the tennis ball into the position he had calculated in advance.

Bang!

A pale yellow light bloomed.

As Toono was about to receive the ball, his body froze, and the racket that was about to swing came to a sudden stop.

"How, how is it possible?"

He raised his head and looked at the other person in disbelief. This short-haired guy actually saw through his blind spot in the first serve?

Chapter 412: The Sanctioned Tono, His Ghostly Movement

"That Tono-senpai, didn't even react?"

One side of the stands.

The junior high school students on the Japanese team all showed shocked expressions. That was Tono Atsuki, the eighth-ranked expert in the team.

That's right.

The opponent is Germany.

But the one who served the ball just now was just a junior high school student. Logically speaking, with Tono's ability, he should be able to return the ball.

"This kid's insight is very unusual."

Yuanye looked very unhappy.

Having suffered a loss at the very beginning, he, who has a hot temper, is now thinking about how to retaliate.

but.

A glance out of the corner of my eye.

When he saw Ishikawa turning around and walking towards the baseline with a calm face, the anger that had been burning in his heart was instantly extinguished. Under the surprised gazes of others, he lowered his head and walked towards the net obediently.

"15-0!"

At this time, the referee announced the score. The audience came to their senses and looked towards Frankensteiner on the side of the court.

"Hey."

However, the other party grinned and winked at Yuanye provocatively: "Are you scared now? Don't worry, this is just the appetizer, the real feast is coming."

It turns out.

Not all high school players on the Japanese team were that strong. This also confirmed Frankensteiner's previous conjecture. In this warm-up match, the Japanese team may have already used all its elite players.

otherwise.

They would not miss the opportunity now and send out this high-low combination. A strong junior high school student and a weak high school student.

even.

Frankensteiner had deep doubts about the Japanese team's intelligence.

The strongest at 12 years old?

Moreover, he had suppressed masters like Ochi and Tanejima to rise to the top. No matter how he thought about it, he couldn't understand it.

call!

Thoughts flashed through.

He threw the tennis ball up again, and then his eyes swept across Ishikawa opposite him like a scanner.

"The best player on the Japanese team? Then let me see how good you are!"

Swish!

Suddenly.

His sight fell on the front of Ishikawa's backhand side, which was the point of impact most likely to cause effective obstruction, calculated by him based on the opponent's height and arm length and his usual game experience.

Bang!

immediately.

Frankensteiner swung his racket, and with a crisp sound of hitting the ball, the tennis ball flew out like an arrow from a bow, hitting the landing point he had marked accurately.

boom!

Suddenly.

The pale yellow light hit the location that Frankensteiner had circled. The two points were extremely precise, without the slightest deviation.

"see it!"

Frankensteiner's eyes flashed with confidence: "This is the strength of me, A. Frankensteiner, who is also known as the [Tennis Robot]!"

Bang!

however.

next moment.

A hint of pale yellow light suddenly appeared at his feet without any warning.

"W-what?!"

The No.1 junior high school player on the German team subconsciously widened his eyes. But he reacted quickly and instinctively wanted to raise his racket and swing it in the direction where the tennis ball might bounce.

but.

As soon as this thought came into his mind, his pupils, which had already shrunk, shrank even further.

"Can't move?"

Frankensteiner stood there stiffly.

rustle

It was not until the tennis ball rolled to his feet that he felt his hand holding the racket react normally.

"Gudu."

Then, he swallowed subconsciously. When he raised his head and looked at the handsome, harmless black-haired boy opposite him, a hint of deep fear flashed in his eyes.

Master!

And he is a top master!

Such a person is not someone he can afford to offend!

Frankensteiner took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down. Deep down, he no longer dared to doubt the other party's strength.

Simultaneously.